Chapter 103: Balio's Drowsiness

Richie's comprehension ability is very strong, Morey didn't even teach, he just groped around twice on his own, and he understood how to trigger the magic circle.

Not long after, a fireball the size of a walnut appeared in his hand. Looking at the fire ball in his palm, Richie didn't know whether he was scared or excited, his voice trembled vigorously, and he couldn't say anything about it. "Oh man!haha! I know how to do magic!?"

It's a pity he didn't learn how to throw fire bombs.

The fireball has been absorbing spiritual power, rising from a walnut to the size of a duck's egg, and then to the size of an apple. Richie's face became paler and paler, his spiritual power had just awakened, and he was not strong in terms of total amount. Just getting such a fire bomb made him very tired.

It's like being chased and hiding by the city guards for an hour!

With the continuous infusion of spiritual power, the fireball in his hand became more and more unstable while being powerful, and the flames on it suddenly trembled. Richie was excited at first, but now he was terrified, and he realized that he couldn't shake it off, and it couldn't blow people up. "My lord, how am I going to make it disappear?!"

What a gift this is, it's a fateful thing!

"Just throw it out. Morey carefully observed Richie's state and said casually as he took notes.

How rare is the natural awakening of spiritual power! Morey just wants to find out, if Richie really can't do it, forget it, just help him snuff out the fireball.

However, the crisis of life and death will always press out a person's potential! The fireball in his hand has already begun to overflow the sparks, Richie screamed in fright, closed his eyes and shook it fiercely, and finally threw the fireball out! The speed of this fireball in his hand was amazing! In the eyes of people, only a vague line of fire was left, and it went straight through a distance of nearly 100 meters and smashed into the wall with a 'bang', leaving a charred black pit!

So fast!

Morey dodged to the wall, touching the temperature there, secretly surprised in his heart.

This wall is made of fine white stone, although it is only a very ordinary material, but it is quite resistant to pressure and heat. Being able to leave a watermelon-sized pit on this is estimated to be no less powerful than a real second-order fire bomb technique.

The magic crystal bead was carved with a pseudo-second-order fire bomb technique, which was nothing more than a cut version of the real fire bullet technique. Let it exert the power of the second order, even if Morey himself is on it, it will not be easy to do. But what is more concerning is the speed of release.

I have to say that if you don't try it yourself, no one knows where your talent is, and it's really hard to say about talent. Although Richie's mental power is limited, he is naturally very controlling.

"This thing is amazing!" Richie danced excitedly as he looked at the damage to the wall, and the surprise on his face could not be concealed.

"How many more times can you use this powerful fire bomb?" asked Morey, turning his head suddenly.

Richie quickly suppressed his excitement and calculated carefully. "Well, I can use it three more times. ”

It seems that the consumption is also much smaller than that of the average person.

Morey nodded and took two steps back. "Unleash a fire bomb on me, do your best!"

"What!?" Richie startled, looking at Morey in horror. "My lord, spare my life! How dare I attack you!"

"Less nonsense, come on!"

Seeing that Morey said resolutely, Richie turned countless thoughts in his heart, and finally nodded, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

You want it!

After getting acquainted with it, it was much easier to use the magic crystal bead again, and the walnut-sized fire bomb swelled to the size of a fist in the blink of an eye, and this time it didn't stop, but swelled again! Richie looked at Morey's unfazed appearance, gritted his teeth sharply, and threw it at Morey's head!

This time the fire bomb is faster!

Only three or four meters stood between the two, and even Morey could not avoid it at this distance, but Morey had no intention of dodging at all! The crimson fireball smashed into Morey's face, exploding into a blazing flame! Richie stared at the flames with a hint of excitement in addition to fear.

But that excitement disappeared in an instant, and it turned into a deeper fear!

The flames dissipated, and the person in front of him was actually just blown up and tilted his head!

Morey rubbed his neck, and a faint light suddenly lit up on his body, and under the effect of the dust removal demon carving, the scorch marks on his body quickly dissipated like dust. "The power is okay, the first-order guy shouldn't be able to bear it, go find the wild dog, remember to hide it so that he doesn't see it." Remember to deter, don't be pretentious, after all, you only have two shots left. ”

"I'll do it!" the little caution in Richie's mind finally vanished!

But at this moment, I didn't expect Morey to suddenly stretch out his hand and slap him on the chest! Richie's mouth suddenly opened wide in horror, his heart was blank, and the first thing that came to mind was -- did he want to kill me!? But the next second, the cold suddenly rose, and then suddenly dissipated. The cold that tormented him all night was like a medicine that had completely disappeared.

Richie touched his chest in surprise, it was no longer cold. "My lord, have you detoxified me?"

However, Morey did not speak, which left Richie completely uncertain. However, he didn't dare to ask, so he had to follow honestly. Morey shook his head inwardly, he didn't know the power of Richie's fireball, he just wanted him to be honest. I'm a little cautious, but I'm not afraid, I'm afraid that he won't have to work hard and delay his business.

Richie's home isn't far from here, which is why he comes here early in the morning to try his luck.

The slum on the east side of the lake is full of thieves and thieves, but that's where he lives. Although it is a little far from the Moon Garden, it is only because the lake is relatively large. After all, they were only separated by a lake, and the line of sight was very good, and Morey thought about it, and simply followed Richie to his house.

He seemed to have lied, and there was neither a seventy-year-old mother nor a baby waiting to be fed in Richie's house, and there was no trace of a second person other than him.

An ordinary house, which is quite large in comparison, shows that the conditions here should have been good back then, but now many houses have been covered with a thick layer of ash. Although the surrounding rooms are unoccupied, they seem to be being cleaned all the time, and although they are old but still clean, the kitchen is covered with thick dust and cobwebs.

The reason why he didn't go to look for the wild dog in person was because he was afraid that he would miss the white hunter with this effort, and although he changed places, Morey still kept watching the movement on the other side of the Moon Picking Garden. "This place is good, you must know that you don't have to sleep on the street yesterday, anyway, there is no one else, it's very convenient"

Richie had already gone looking for the dingo, and Morey stopped by to stop by when he was bored. Only then did I realize that even those cleaned houses had not been inhabited for a long time. Although it should have been cleaned, there is still dust in small places such as the cracks of the window sills.

There was a withered old tree stump in the backyard, and Morey was surprised to find that there were several names engraved on it, which were ugly and immature, blurred by the wind and rain, and looked like they had been many years old. Beneath the piles were uneven mounds of earth, where I don't know where Richie had found wildflowers. The new ones seem to have just been put on, and some of the withered ones have been integrated into the soil, which makes people feel some indescribable taste.

It seems that Richie's family has long since died, and naturally he did not get the opportunity to enlighten when he was a child. It's a pity that I don't even know that although I can't learn the fighting spirit I yearn for, I have a good talent in mental power.

But there are many people like Richie in the world, and I don't know how many people who have talent but no opportunities, and when they work hard for life, they miss it without knowing anything. Cultivation itself is actually a very luxurious thing, most people only earn enough money to be fed, and it is impossible to support the study of Dou Qi magic.

In fact, it would be nice for one of the ten people with the potential to see the Dou Qi cheats. If you want to practice magic, the conditions are even harsher, and if you don't have the opportunity to contact it, you can only say that your fate is not good, and no one can do anything. Then again, Richie is lucky to be able to awaken naturally at the age of seventeen. If you can find an opportunity in the future, it may not be too late.

Just when Morey was sighing in his heart, he suddenly felt something touch in his heart, and suddenly came back to his senses. "You're awake again?"

"I didn't expect you to be about to reach the third order, with your mental strength, it is estimated that you will be able to release it when you reach the third order. Remember to call me when you break through, and I'll help you. A familiar voice sounded in his heart, Morey squatted on the roof, his eyes did not leave the Moon Garden, and asked lightly. "Why do you need to sleep so much, are you so sleepy?"

"Hey, hey, hey, you can rest every day, where will you know how to sleep comfortably!"

"Why don't I understand!" Morey couldn't help but scoff when he heard this. "I don't know who it was that wouldn't let me sleep every night and force me to fight a bunch of monsters?"

I thought that Bario would have the cheekiness to retort a few words, but surprisingly, it was silent this time.

Morey couldn't help but be stunned for a long time before he heard Bellio's voice come again. "I've been asleep for decades. If you hadn't disturbed my dreams, I would still be asleep, do you think I'd be willing to chat with a stinky imp?"

Morey snorted coldly when he heard this, and at this time, Belio's voice suddenly became low. "If I had to choose, I'd rather choose nothing and continue to sleep for a while!"

At the mention of this topic, there seemed to be something wrong with Bellio's mood. Although the voice was still calm, it seemed to be somewhat calm.

"Hehe, since you want to know, it's okay for me to talk to you, do you remember the mountain in Ximin Village?"