Chapter 106: Little Ellie's Big Bang Magic
The red reflected Birmingham's eyes, the flames swept every corner, Birmingham clearly felt the rising heat filling his surroundings, everything seemed to be burning, and there was a fiery red heat wave as far as the eye could see, just like the last move released by the flashing sword Kizil, but this time it was from the hands of Little Ellie. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Sky Fire Impact, even Birmingham, who doesn't know much about magic, knows that this is a very advanced magic, and the star spirit of the white sage has a fight, but its power is not as strong as the star spirit of the white sage, not only because the caster is Xiao Aili, but also because the source of this magic is tailor-made for low-level magicians, the so-called tailor-made is literally, only low-level magicians can use one of the ultimate moves, once Birmingham also asked Little Ellie why there are magicians who invented this kind of magic, but Little Ellie's answer was out of Birmingham's accident, in order to protect herself。
Yes, in order to protect themselves, because magicians are very cherished strategic resources for any country, so the fastest way to achieve victory on the battlefield is to give priority to destroying the enemy's magicians, and if you lose the side of the wide-area strike, you will lose the opportunity, so the route of a magician's growth is very bumpy, and the treatment of academic magicians may be a little better, because a new generation of low-level magicians may have nothing to do with the war in their lives, but once they become the magicians of the empire and really enter the sequence of the army, then the assassination that follows is inevitable, and the once glorious magic empire Fask Empire is under the assassination of several major forces, The new generation of magicians almost died out, resulting in the magicians of the Faske Empire in addition to the middle-level and high-level magicians in their seventies and eighties, the low-level magicians almost disappeared, and the Faske Empire became an insignificant stroke in the long history, until the rise of the Eastern Capital Alliance, which gave those low-level magicians a chance to breathe, and among these low-level magicians, a magician Henry who was enough to go down in history invented a magic killing move for those who specialized in assassinating low-level magicians, critical magic.
Critical magic, in other words, is what magicians usually call magic out of control, but the magician Henry whimsically regarded magic out of control as the last means for low-level magicians to protect themselves, giving up the instinct to control magic, and instead gathering magic elements to their heart's content, and then simply blending the gathered magic elements through tough spells, and then releasing them, this is the preliminary theory of critical magic proposed by Henry, which has always been called the Big Bang theory by magicians, because the use of this magic often carries a huge explosion, but even if this theory has a huge explosion, it is among low-level magicians, Henry's critical magic can be said to have solved their life problem in a real sense, because the control of magic by middle-level magicians has tended to be instinctive, and the loss of magic is almost negligible in their hands, but low-level magicians are different, and magic out of control is commonplace for them, so by letting the magic get out of control, it forms an unimaginable huge magic, which has become a sign of critical magic.
Little Ellie's Skyfire Shock is the most representative type of critical magic, endlessly gathering fire elements, letting them all be released, as for the power of this magic, from the ground under Birmingham's feet and the surrounding sea of fire, you can see that this magic is worthy of the reputation of the Big Bang.
The sound continued, and the twisted heat wave continued to hit in bursts, but the place where the huge meteorite hit was empty, leaving only scorched black marks, and the pain of the Birmingham ninja's skin burned by the heat wave walked towards the location of Jospir, in addition to the charred black, there was also a little unburned clothing and the remains of the birdcage that had long since turned into wreckage. Although he couldn't believe the death of Jonspier and Wola, the scene in front of him made Birmingham have to look at little Ellie in surprise, but little Ellie's condition made Birmingham a little unhappy.
Little Ellie's condition is very bad, which can be seen from Little Ellie's unsteady footsteps and trembling body all the time, not to mention that Little Ellie's white arms are full of broken blood vessels, hovering over her arms like dead branches.
"The Mana Pipeline is completely destroyed and will take a long time to recover. "This is the conclusion that the pure white sword spirit came to when he saw Xiao Aili's arm, and it also made Birmingham know the sequelae of critical magic, forcibly causing the magic to get out of control, which will naturally cause the rupture of the magic pipeline in the body, Xiao Aili's situation is not bad in the mouth of the pure white sword spirit, because some magicians may lose their qualification as magicians after releasing the critical magic, because the magic pipes in their bodies have all been broken, and Xiao Aili only has two arms and has a chance to recover.
Seeing Birmingham's worried gaze, Little Ellie showed a big smile: "Oh, our stupid master is distressed, it's really fragile, this kind of injury, I'll be fine in one day." Although he knew how hard little Ellie was, seeing the pink girl who was supported by Isabella and the little ghost still made Birmingham laugh, and his worry gradually eased a little.
"Don't rejoice too soon, the living, those two are not dead. Seeing Birmingham's appearance, Tina and the pure white sword spirit seemed to know something, their faces instantly became extremely ugly, and their eyes continued to sweep across the empty second layer, but there was nothing else except for them.
"Hey, are you mistaken?" asked Birmingham, a little confused.
"The living, I can't be too sure, but it's a fact that they didn't die, because there is no shadow of them in the flowing river of souls, unless they are demons or corruptors, their souls will definitely appear. The words of the lantern man also reminded Birmingham of what the identity of the lodger in his sword was, one of the power manifestations of the soul river Nasr, her understanding of death definitely exceeded that of Birmingham and others, but the empty second layer still made Birmingham puzzled, until a holy light fell from the sky, enveloping everyone together, and Mrs. Colorring's somewhat lazy voice sounded again.
"Welcome to the Throne of the Summit, young Lord of Conquerors. Then an endless darkness enveloped the people, and the gate of the top seat made the disgruntled forget for a moment that the news of Jorspil's death had not been heard, and all his energy was focused on the location of the last level, the rumored top seat, the seat of the Lady of the Color Ring.
"You'll have to pay me a new piano, and by the way, a birdcage. "On the boundless ocean, the two people who did not die in the lantern mouth were now flying on the surface of the sea with great difficulty, and it was only the musician Vola flapping her wings like cicada wings, and her two hands tightly holding the collar of the dramatist Narrows.
"That's natural, my dear Wora, but I have to think about how this play should be written?" said the charred-browned Narrowspil, who bared his white teeth, nearly blinded Walla's eyes.
"How about calling it a clown?" Worrah suggested earnestly.
"Not bad, dear Vola. Narrowspire nodded in satisfaction.
In the blue sky, the eager discussion between the little fairy and the blackened dramatist threw Ambrera behind her far and far until it became a dark dot, as if nothing in the vast sea.