Chapter 449: The Battle of White Sands (I)
What kind of battle is a mage's battle? using magic to create a magnificent illusion and then striking a thunderous blow when it is not ready? Or is it to drive fire and lightning and use the power of nature as a god to drown the ignorant in front of you? Or, with a drop of blood and a hair, to kill people thousands of miles away and take the enemy among the hosts?
These are spellcasters' methods, but they are not combat. Fighting, it does not mean that you wear animal skins and hold sticks, and I ride a big horse and hold a spear, and it is called bullying to suppress people with skills, and it is cruelty to bully but not kill. The battle was evenly matched, if not evenly matched, at least both sides had a chance to win.
Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Cheese's mouth, and he would have such thoughts, obviously because he had been with those knights of the Grey Lion for too long. Spellcasters are efficiency machines, and they don't care what battles they fight, what they are evenly matched. Because in their opinion, there is no existence in this world that cannot be defeated in the first place, and everything that exists must have weaknesses, and what seems invincible is only because you have not analyzed it deeply enough.
And since everyone has the opportunity to defeat everything, and naturally there is also a chance to defeat each other, then everything can be said to be evenly matched as long as it has the ability to think, and all strife and violence can be called battle.
The debate in the mind is put on hold for the time being, and the issue itself does not need to be discussed so seriously, because the battle is never one-sided, and for the two sides involved in the battle, the activity of fighting will certainly have different interpretations. And what about you, son of the evil god, you have no doubt learned of my coming, and what does it seem to you that the battle between us will be like?
Is it an ignorant rat that breaks into the serpent's burrow? Or is it a hungry black bear knocking on the poor man's door? Or do you have no similar thoughts at all, just know to devour everything around you that you can devour, and exist for the better?
If that's the case, then you're probably the most sane of creatures. Clearly recognize your own demands and use all means to meet them. This is already better than the vast majority of people.
It's a pity that for you, my perception of you is also meaningless, you just want to know if I can eat it, whether it is good or not, it is enough. Is that so? Or are you using that greedy façade to conceal a deeper purpose?
"My spells won't last long, you'd better act while there's still air. ”
Wei Ya's voice completely pulled Cheese out of the world in his head. Unlike the enemy, who can still think freely, although the female mage is not incapacitated, the expression on her face and her slightly trembling body show that her heart is not as calm as she hopes.
This is normal, and the fear does not disappear with an experience, on the contrary, it intensifies.
"It's okay, I can fix this. The gray-robed eyes glowed with a strong demonic light, and an unnatural wind appeared around him, which expanded in all directions and returned to his side with fresh air.
And it's not magic, it's just the natural effect of cheese when it unleashes its magic. Magic is much like water in many ways, and it naturally wants to merge with its counterparts in nature, so it stirs up the empty space here.
Not only the air, but also the sand under their feet were flowing slowly because of the cheese's actions, but it didn't feel intuitive because there was so much sand in the backlog here. It is no wonder that the druids thought that nature had some kind of will to life that transcended the form, and that the wind that surrounded the gray robe was really hard to associate with the joy of joy.
But its jubilation didn't last long, as the huge fleshy flower opened its petals, revealing an ugly core, and the suction emanating from it would swallow all the fresh air that the magic communicated to its belly. If it weren't for Cheese's deliberate control of the range of magic, I'm afraid that magic would have become food for that thing.
"Well, it doesn't seem to like me opening the window to ventilate. It's a gloomy guy. It doesn't sound like Cheese himself would say it, because it really isn't.
Every time Elsa tries to clean his study, she complains in a similar tone to Cheese with the window closed. Although this place was not his tower in Valley City, he felt the wind with a little cool air around him, and the words were spoken unconsciously.
Thinking about it this way, this trip has been out for a long time. At that time, I didn't say goodbye to Elsa and them when I set off, and I was too depressed at that time.
"It's okay, I'm recovered. ”
The mage didn't know who Cheese was talking to, or what kind of recovery he was talking about. She only knew that as she finished saying this, the demonic light in the gray robe's eyes turned into mist, and a bit of psychedelic color fluttered outside his eye sockets. This is a phenomenon that only happens to a caster who is extremely skilled in manaturing magic when she mobilizes mana, and she has only seen it in a very small number of mages in the City of Ten Thousand Laws.
A few seeds, falling from the cuffs, fell onto the fine white sand beneath their feet. Take out the medicine bottle, pour out the river water it contains, and pour it over the seeds. The sleeping life is awakened, and the shoots begin to stick out of their hard shells.
But this is not Cheese's attack, because in such a barren land, even the seeds that are spurred by spells take time to grow. This was the ambush he had laid for the defense and counterattack that followed.
Worm offspring, on the other hand, does not turn a blind eye to those who invade it. By devouring it, it knew that someone had entered its realm with hostility, and the magic that emanated from Cheese's body seemed to it as tempting as brightly colored candy, and it was desperate to eat him.
So, the huge flower opened again, but this time instead of absorbing, it spewed out large black particles towards the sky!
Through the magical vision, Cheese can clearly see the particles as they are, each with a biological nature, but inextricably linked to the mother who spewed them. Flying insects?
Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the corner of the gray robe's mouth, and the oil pot was already buckled in his hand, as long as those flying insects approached, he could use the fuel in his hand to give them a splendid trick that a circus fire-playing artist couldn't get.
As you can imagine, the buzzing of the wings did not come, and the black particles did not mean to fall, they were still rising. Balloons-like tumors grow from their backs, and by gulping down the surrounding mist, these things turn themselves into droplets suspended in the rain clouds, maintaining and even rising in the air. However, although the height is not close, the distance between these black dots and the ground of the cheese is rapidly decreasing.
"What are they going to do?" the mage naturally noticed what was happening here, but she didn't understand the other party's intentions. Why don't the black bugs come closer? What are they going to do?
The gray robe was silent for a few seconds, and the hand holding the oil pot relaxed a little, he already understood the other party's intentions, so he knew that the flame in his hand might not be effective, "Have you ever seen a goshawk prey?"
"When a goshawk hunts, it flies very high into the sky, higher than most birds. In fact, they can't fly very fast, and their bodies are not very flexible. But they can still succeed again and again, and neither rabbits nor other birds can escape the claws of goshawks. The secret lies in the height, by climbing and then closing its wings and diving, it can attack from above at such a fast speed that its prey has no time to react. ”
"You mean, those things are on the same page?"
Cheese didn't answer her, because at the same time, the black dots in the sky had quickly released the gas in the air bag and smashed down like hail on the two people below!