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Magic locomotive, this combination of magic and technology, is so novel in the eyes of Ron and Clothea, I don't know what kind of power it relies on, prompting the two wheels to keep rolling forward, Mora's long hair has completely floated up before the seat, and there is a fiery fire in his eyes, although Crodia sits in the middle, although she doesn't feel the feeling of the driver in the front row, but the bumps and galloping make her feel different from the charm of magic, as for Ron behind him, not to mention whether he feels the charm of the locomotive, just look at him and keep blocking the long hair of the two beauties in front of him, you can see his depressed mood at the moment。 Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Speed up!" Mora's words were like a fuse, and a burst of sparks suddenly appeared behind the rear wheels, and the whole car jerked forward, Clotea couldn't help but hug Mora's waist in front of him, and Ron leaned back with a scream, his hands tightly grasping the back seat. The scenery on both sides quickly swept the sight of several people, and the wind blew the bodies of several people, swaying left and right under the vibration of the locomotive. Crossing the streets, Mora slowed down at a rubbled spot and slowly stopped.

The three of them got off the locomotive, Mora shook her hair and said something cool, Crotea was silent for a moment, and then stared at the magic locomotive with bright eyes and almost drooled, and Ron stood aside with a pale face to recover.

"Sister Mora, Sister Mora, is this the magic guide locomotive?" Clotea struggled to shift her gaze from the locomotive to Mora, and the little eyes of anticipation were as cute as they were.

"Eun, this is the Magic Locomotive, but now is not the time to discuss this. As he spoke, Mora had already changed into a magic guide weapon, and a huge pair of scissors bounced out from the side of the locomotive, with a look on her face that she was going to do a big job, "Ron, Crotea has handed over to you for protection first, and if necessary, get on the magic guide locomotive and leave." ”

"What's the situation?, suddenly so serious?" Ron asked, looking at Mora's performance in confusion, "Suddenly take us and suddenly ask us to leave, isn't it......?" Before Ron finished speaking, the oncoming dust had already told him what had happened, and when the dust cleared, a locomotive identical to Mora had appeared in everyone's sight, and two longbow-like things flying out from both sides of it fell into the hands of a person who looked like Mora, and everyone finally saw this weapon clearly, extending from the place where her hands held it to both sides in an arc, forming a crescent-shaped blade, and two orange magic arrays lit up slightly, bringing an invisible sense of oppression to this weapon.

Behind her, a group of orc warriors riding giant wolves brandished long knives and waited solemnly, and the originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became solemn because of the appearance of the other party.

"Where is this discord coming from?" Ron looked at Mora's face, then at Mora herself, and at the group of orc warriors behind him.

"Mora, the 'Blade', has not been heard from since decades ago, when the orc tribe defeated the orc saint with the blade of both hands and ruled a tribe. Mora stroked her giant scissors, every time she brushed it, a line appeared on the giant scissors, and soon a magic circuit was formed on the giant scissors, she put her hand on the interface, the giant scissors flashed orange light, and she herself stared at the other party, and when the light was full, the double blades that were exactly the same as the other party appeared in Mora's hands, she sneered, and the whole person disappeared in front of Ron and the two in an instant.

The roar of the voice woke up Ron and Clodia, who were intoxicated with their charmingly colored weapons, and the orc warriors sitting on the giant wolf had already rushed towards the two like a violent wind, Ron's pupils shrank suddenly, and Crotea took the first step to change to the magic force, and when the flames burned, it only made the other party stop slightly, and soon it was dispersed by the wind bomb in the mouth of the giant wolf under the opponent's seat, and roared again.

"Get on the train!" Ron grabbed Crotea and got on the motorcycle.

"They're fast, do you know how to drive?" said Clotea, a little anxious. As the words fell, several figures had already pounced on the locomotive, a circle of light purple light masks appeared above to block the opponent's attack, and one by one the figures appeared one after another, Ron sat in front of the car a little flustered, and Crotea hugged his waist, and the flames on his body had surrounded them into a fireball.

"How does it feel?" Ron touched the handle in front of him, feeling the breath of technology, a figure looming in his mind, long black hair, slender white hands outstretched, and a familiar smile. When the purple light shield was destroyed, the roar of the locomotive rang out, and the rear wheels circled in place, and the flames of Clotian swept over the orc warriors who pounced on them, letting out a somewhat painful wail. Immediately afterwards, Ron was seen lifting the front wheels and using the power of the rear wheels, a ball of flames came out from the back of the locomotive, jumped high, and rushed out of the encirclement. Stop at a rock.

"Roar!" the orc warriors let out a roar of rage as they brandished their long knives. On the other side, Mora and the figure resembling her were battling fiercely, each attack filled with terror, bursting through the rubble and forming a deep pit.

"Is this Mora's strength?" muttered Ron.

"How terrible?!" Clotea sighed as well. The two quickly emerged from the shock, the attack of the orc warriors had arrived, and Ron's side was once again driving the car, weaving through the rocky sand.

"Damn, if only there were a ranged magician. Ron pouted, and the locomotive drifted again, kicking up a lot of dust and shaking off the wolves that followed.

"Oh no, they look like they're going to use magic. Several giant wolves stopped, and one after another magic arrays formed in their mouths, and the other group continued to chase and kill, Ron's face became a little ugly, "Knowing that chasing blindly is useless, did you think of a combination of near and far? ”

"Ron, look, can this be used?" Clotea hugged Ron's waist as she removed a strange-looking object from one side of the locomotive's machine, "and this!" she said, pulling out a long knife from the other side.

"Can this magic guide locomotive hold so many things?" Ron's face became a little strange, and in his strange memory, he clearly saw that these two things were also a magic guide that could be combined. The thick end of the knife is knotted with a narrow handle, and the trigger that extends from the handle is a long-range magic guide, "If only you had something to think of." ”

"Don't think about it, the magic guide railgun has a cooldown of 3 hours, and it can only be fired one at a time, you can do it. Mora's voice floated from not far away, "I thought I could get rid of each other by riding a motorcycle, but I was able to copy even my car, which is really infuriating." Mora said as she increased the frequency of her attacks. Ron smiled slightly, and Mora was able to pull out to remind himself that there was no danger and that it was a matter of time before the battle ended. Before that, Ron carried the railgun, staring at the enemy who was ready to pounce at any moment, and the corners of his mouth curled into a bad arc.

Snow Witch Palace. In the darkness, the Mad Hatter floated beside Flender and slowly spoke:

"Their breath is gone, and they don't know where they have gone. ”

"Yes, it looks like you've fallen into a trap, I don't know what kind of predicament it is?" Flender faced a large gate, his paws stained with blood, and a group of strange creatures lying beside him, "Although the protection mechanism is really good in this place, it is too much trouble for me. Ice creatures, a group that likes cold places, are too rigid, harsh, and impersonal, otherwise they are very good friends. It's a pity. ”

"All harms are forbidden in the Snow Witch Palace, why can?" asked Lei as he looked at his injured body all over the ground.

"There is a limit to any protection mechanism, just like teaching in the academy, when a point is broken, there is no protection. "If it weren't for the annoyance of these guys, I wouldn't want to use the power of rage." ”

"I still don't understand what you're doing. The Mad Hatter showed his body in front of Flender, "If it's just revenge, it doesn't need to be so troublesome, it's possible to make the other party feel your pain, but I think your goal is more than that." Flender looked deeply at the Mad Hatter and pushed open the door in front of him, and his answer was all in his deep pupils. The Mad Hatter shook his head and followed.

In the rocky sand, Ron carried Crodia, making difficult movements in the pursuit of the wolves, flicking tails, jumping, and somersaults, while holding Ron, Clotea threw one flame after another into the wolves, although there was no accuracy, but there were many of them, and a lot of sacrifices were smashed. The locomotive crossed the high steep slope and turned elegantly in the air, Ron pulled out the assembled magic guide railgun, his head was facing the ground, and the locomotive was tightened under his feet, his eyes had fallen on the crosshairs of the railgun, the orc warriors had been connected in a straight line, and the blue magic array suddenly converged at the muzzle of the gun, and when the blue light was extreme, the blue light radiated shot straight to the opposite side, Ron shook his hand with difficulty, and the recoil pressed him back a lot, fortunately, he was still on the locomotive, he put away the railgun, grabbed the locomotive, and took the locomotive to the ground smoothly, and after galloping for a while, Ron and Clotea looked at the direction of the attack just now, where was already a scorched earthThere are still a lot of red and black traces on it, and those orc warriors have completely disappeared.

"It's horrible magic. Crotea hugged Ron's body and said casually, while Ron felt the soft face behind him reddening slightly, not caring what was going on in the scorched earth. The locomotive slowly circled the sand, Mora had put away her twin blades and turned back into a scissor-like weapon, and the one she had fought against had turned into a shattered mirror and fell to the ground, with a whirlpool appearing on it.

"It's a portal!!" Clotea jumped out of the car and walked over to Mora, she nodded, and Ron walked over and pushed Mora's car. I saw her snap her fingers, and the locomotive disappeared in place, not knowing where she was hiding.

"Let's go first, we'll talk about it later. Mora grabbed the two little ones and stepped into the maelstrom.

The dark room, a somewhat dim mirror, Ron, Clotea and Mora finally returned to the original room, Clotea stuck out her tongue at Ron embarrassedly, put the mirror back in its place, the three of them smiled at each other, and once again walked into the dark corridor, and the few rooms around them seemed to open their smiling faces, tempting them.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]