Section 139: A Doll's House (36)

"I see!" Due to the continuous accurate shooting of the magic puppet, the iron man seemed to have forgotten the stickman, and the iron man who had lost his strength could only slap the space around him, and the stickman who had time finally thought of how to solve the problem of the melee puppet. ~~x~

The stickman patted his head, and at the same time wondered why he hadn't thought of this solution until now, the answer was simple, that is, to open the space again and let the melee puppet go back, wouldn't it?

As for opening the spatial crack, it is much simpler, the most commonly used spatial magic in reality is actually spatial teleportation, and for this magic array, the stickman still knows something, although he has not personally done it, but at this time, he can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

"Little fox, mire technique!Captain attracts attention, fat bear protects himself, no matter what happens, no one is allowed to die!" The stickman didn't look at the three of them, and controlled the magic puppet to plan and calculate this complex space magic array.

"Okay! Everybody has to live well. "The puppeteer has entered the range of the Iron Man, and Fat Bear knows the current situation, avoiding the combat area is the wisest choice, but Fat Bear has decided that he will not go far, even if it is just to watch from a distance.

"Master, I don't know how to use the quagmire!" The little fox wagged his tail and didn't know how to use this magic, the little fox was pampered in front of him, and his magical talent was also extremely strong, and his strong character made him reach the level of a sixth-level magician when he was fifteen years old, but he didn't learn a single auxiliary magic, even if the quagmire was only a fourth-level magic.

"Will quicksand magic?" shook his head again at the little fox. The stickman makes a look of being defeated.

However, it is also because of the difference in ideas and living environments that lead to such learning concepts. Fez, who is in the lower classes, has no background or conditions to choose the right to learn magic. So as long as it's magic, it's generally learned, it's just the difference between being skilled and not being skilled.

And the little fox in the upper class of society will only learn the magic that suits him, and the little fox with high talent has gone to an extreme, learning almost all of the magic with strong attack power, which leads to the fact that the little fox who has lost his magic talent now doesn't even know much basic magic.

"Look, in fact, there is a knack for learning magic arrays, you see that the basis of all elemental magic arrays is six-pointed stars. I don't have much time to explain to you right now, this is the quicksand technique and the water drawing magic array, both of which are basic second-level magic arrays, and the combination of the two is the mire technique, just a few strokes on the quicksand technique, or a few points on the water drawing technique!"

"Okay! I see. It was at this time that the little fox realized that the original magic array was so simple, and the little fox with a little magic array foundation could see the quicksand technique and the water drawing magic array. Therefore, it is not difficult to get started with the quagmire magic array.

"No! no!" the stickman frowned, although the flash of inspiration just made the stickman's eyes light up. But the stickman found it easy to say, but it was difficult to do, it was easy to open the teleportation magic array, the key was how to position, how to combine the end of the two magic arrays, there was no clue about this stickman, but at this time, the space that everyone could move was getting smaller and smaller, and the huge steel man's body slowly squeezed the space of everyone, although there was no direct attack, but it made a group of people more uncomfortable.

"Fuck, no matter, just open the two space section ports, and let God arrange it!" The stickman knew that there was no time, and if he didn't decide at this time, everyone would be crushed into meat sauce, but the stickman knew that doing so was actually a life of death.

No, ten deaths, one hundred deaths, the chances of survival are even lower, because there is no spatial positioning, and in the space turbulence, it is more difficult to overlap two space debris together than looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Alright! "The belated magic array is finally completed in the hands of the little fox, but the space of everyone is less than ten meters, is it too late?

"Collapsed! collapsed. The little fox exclaimed, the quagmire magic array worked, and the huge magic array slowly collapsed the squeezed iron man's body, but the collapse of the pieces, the rise of the pieces, and finally the iron man's body stopped thirty meters away, and the collapse and reorganization maintained a balance.

"Huhu!" It's only been two or three minutes, the little fox is already tired and panting, the iron man's fusion ability is too strong, and it is not at all that the current little fox can hold on, but the little fox is still controlling and persevering.

"Go!" After the stickman controls the magic puppet to complete the magic array, he asks the magic puppet to delay time and open the magic array by himself, and at the same time controls the puppet's body to increase the melee puppet's survival chances.

"Where? Where?" The stickman opened the magic eye to the fifth-level state, and directly drew powerful magic power from the two magic puppets handed over to him from the Avenger energy ball, although the energy component that the energy ball could absorb was not as good as the dragon core, but the ease of magic extraction was not a grade compared to the dragon core, but even the stickman who opened the fifth-level real evil eye was distorted in space, and there was nothing to do in the cracks, let alone find the other half of the body.

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"No!" In the turbulence of space, the stickman noticed that something was wrong, this is not the real turbulent space, but this is just a guess of the stickman, and he can't really be sure.

"Okay! Try again. "The stickman gathers his spiritual power and absorbs the energy of the surrounding space through guò meditation.

If this is a real turbulent space, then the spiritual power of this part of the stickman entering the body of the melee puppet will be instantly cut into pieces by the power of space, and the main body of the stickman's mental power will become an idiot even if he does not die.

If this is not a turbulent space, then one qiē will not know whether it will live or die, and one qiē will become unknown, but it is better than now. So the stickman is ready to fight again.

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"No!" the little fox ran out of magic. The mental power was too much and he fell into a coma. Because the space of the puppet has been compressed to the limit, it has also lost its ability to move, if it weren't for the magic puppet using hard magic to control the movement ability of the metal man, I'm afraid everyone would have turned into meat sauce, but even so, the activity space of everyone is now less than one meter.

"What the fuck!" Although the Iron Man had almost stopped advancing, it was clear that the Iron Man would not give up lightly against enemies within this meter, and countless metal spikes broke through the solid magical wall and stretched out into this small space. And the crowd without room to move is like meat on a chopping board.

"Death cuts. Just when everyone was desperate, the stickman's eyes suddenly opened, and at the same time opened the eyes of the melee puppet, in the life of nine deaths, the stickman bet right, it was not a real turbulence space at all, just a space made by the masked man, and the movable melee puppet immediately cut the metal thorns that were almost inserted into the puppet's body into pieces.

The huge iron man did not have the slightest ability to protect himself under the powerful cutting ability of the melee puppet, and turned from the sky to the ground in just ten minutes. Blocks of metal cut to almost the same size by the mana distance wire were almost piled up into a hill.

"Roar!" But the metal man was almost immortal, even if it was cut into countless pieces. The huge body could quickly gather and form again, and the annoyed metal man roared with a huge fist.

"Let's go! A normal half point doesn't work for him at all. The stickman retracted the melee puppet and tossed aside the orb of energy that had lost all of its mana.

Looking at the mess all over the ground, the broken fists were cut off again and again, but they were reorganized again and again, no matter how hard the melee puppet tried, he couldn't completely defeat the iron man, and the melee puppet consumed magic power at almost three times the speed of the magic puppet, in just ten minutes, the stickman had completely absorbed the energy ball in his hand with at least level eight strength energy, so he could only withdraw the melee puppet and choose a strategic retreat.

There was no language, the melee puppet on the stickman's shoulder opened the way, and after the magic puppet broke, he walked straight forward regardless of the direction.

"Fuck, what the hell is going on, that's the exit?" Fat Bear was annoyed, looking at this twisted mess, not looking at the road that didn't look like it at all, no one didn't feel angry and a little helpless.

"Be careful, it's not just an ordinary road warp here, it's also a space warp, behind those iron doors are all leading to different spaces, don't just walk around. The stickman who just walked out of the "space turbulence" is still relatively familiar with this place, which means that the iron man may still be able to control the energy of the space, but he is not as mature as the mask man, or the mask man is not dead at all.

"Shall we go that way? Master. "The little fox has no interest in what kind of place this is, anyway, the sky is falling and there is a tall man on top, and there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, with such a mood, the little fox is still relatively relaxed.

"I don't know, take a step, let's take a look!" The stickman lowered the magic eye to the second-level state, reducing the consumption of magic power, space energy and the ordinary material environment, the effect of the magic eye is extremely weak, if the stickman still has the mechanical eye, it can also play a certain role.

The effect of Fez's Magic Eye True Evil Eye is mainly aimed at energy fluctuations, biological energy, magic energy, natural energy, etc., which has almost no effect on a higher level of space, time and spiritual energy, and has no effect on dead things without energy, while the role of the mechanical eye is aimed at the appearance characteristics of a qiē substance, such as color, temperature, fluctuations, speed and a series of physical factors, so only the stickman with the magic eye does not know much about the special environment here。

"Go straight along this road. The stickman had already analyzed the environment, and the puppeteer, who was the captain, pointed to the front and said lightly.

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"Another one! This is already the fifth. Fat Bear watched as the puppeteer captain sliced a miniature version of the Iron Man that suddenly protruded from the iron walls on either side into two pieces with a single sword, and was surprised and a little numb.

In the face of this iron man who can't be killed, and can't be killed, at this time, everyone really knows why the fusion talent with the least special ability is the boss, no matter what, the fusion person is almost immortal, and the strength is extremely powerful, although it can't attack in a large area, but here the fusion person is invincible.

"Work with me!" (To be continued......