Chapter 229: Like ...... Death is coming!
"All hands on!"
Without thinking about it, Molina quickly put down his Rock and shouted with a solemn face.
He is naturally not alone, as the old magician master of the Endless Sea, he naturally has a group of crew members who belong to him.
And advocating the mentality of cultivating elites, there are no weak people on his ship, and the weakest sailors are all at the level of magicians.
There were more than twenty adjutants at the level of a magic master, all of whom were apprentices he had taught.
"Bang!"
At that moment, the Wailing Throne suddenly turned around to reveal a row of cannon muzzles, and then the topmost cannon quickly spewed out shells that hit Molina's Rock in an instant.
The defensive circle he was proud of didn't work at all, and the hull of the ship was split open in an instant.
Through the perception of the magic element, he could clearly see that his crew had directly lost more than a dozen magicians and three magicians at the moment they were hit!
The Magic Crystal Cannon of the City of Knowledge!
Molina, who had heard of the Wailing Throne, quickly recognized that this was known as the most powerful weapon in the Norland world, the Magic Crystal Cannon!
"Look for death!"
Molina had a splitting headache, and his anger directly shattered what was left of his sanity, and he quickly used the elementalization he had just learned, turning into an elemental stone man and rushing towards the Wailing Throne.
He knew that the Throne of the Wailing had only one Legend and a Legendary Undead Dragon, so there was nothing that could threaten his existence.
If he wants to escape this fate, he can only have a chance of survival by shattering the Wailing Throne.
Although it is one to two, he has the courage not to lose, because the legend is not weaker than others!
"Roar!"
The dragon's roar rang out in his ears as a cold pillar of dragon's breath erupted from the deck of the Wailing Throne.
Directly hitting Molina in the state of the elemental stone man, his stone man body instantly burst out with several cracks, and then was instantly frozen into a piece of ice.
"Bang"
Molina did not die just like that, after being promoted to the legend, not only will his vitality be greatly increased, but in the elemental state, it will be enhanced hundreds of times.
And the mage of the earth elemental has an amazing defensive power, and he is even more indestructible under the blessing of the elemental incarnation hundreds of times.
The undead dragon's breath of destruction only cracked a few cracks in his body, and Molina flicked it and broke free.
"Forbidden Spell: Starfall!"
The Elemental Avatar grants him a spell-casting ability that is hundreds of times more powerful than that of a normal human, allowing him to cast a forbidden spell instantly.
He knew that he couldn't hide his clumsy face in the face of the Wailing Throne, and he had to go all out in order to have a glimmer of life.
His most powerful forbidden spell Starfall was activated in an instant, and the magic power around him surged rapidly, condensing into meteorites.
At the same time, the endless amount of magic brought by the magic storm quickly filled in.
He felt that the forbidden spell he had released this time had reached the most powerful power he could unleash in his life.
Even, he doubted that after this incident passed, he would be able to release this forbidden spell in this life.
"Hahahaha, wail the throne, you deserve to provoke me, destroy it!"
A smile cracked into the face of the elemental stone man that Molina had formed, and it seemed to him that this time he had won the battle.
Nothing could stand in the way of his forbidden spell, only to turn to dust under the endless meteorite.
"Boom!"
The massive meteorite slammed down with flames, but the Wailing Throne didn't panic in the slightest, and simply held up a layer of elemental shield.
The next moment, the meteorite's power slammed into the Wailing Throne's elemental shield, and a roar rang out.
However, the entire hull was not damaged in the slightest, as if the attack had never been done before.
"It can't be!"
Seeing this, Molina roared with fear in her eyes and kept waving her staff in her hand to maintain the meteorite's attack.
If it weren't for the undead legion released by the Wailing Throne that was affected by the power of the meteorite and instantly turned to dust, he would have wondered if he had released the forbidden curse.
"Nothing is impossible, the faint soul thought that if he could grow into a legend, he would be able to control his own destiny.
As everyone knows, it is just a stronger 'nourishment' in the end, and the nourishment must have the consciousness of nourishment, so it is better to give up resistance and accept the fate of being harvested. ”
At this time, there were suddenly several voices from the Wailing Throne, which seemed to have no emotion and were very indifferent.
Then, a young man wearing armor made of eternal pure gold, with strong fluctuations all over his body, stepped through the air and walked towards Molina step by step.
As the youth approached, Molina felt like she was being choked by the throat and couldn't breathe.
But he knew that it was an illusion, and as an elemental incarnation, he didn't need to breathe, he only needed the magic element to live.
But now he felt suffocated, like the elements were ...... Flee!
"Spare my life, I am willing to surrender to you!"
Under this oppression, he gradually withdrew from the state of elemental incarnation, and fearful possession of everything, he couldn't help but beg for mercy.
He was deeply aware of the horror of the Wailing Throne, which was far from being comparable to ordinary legends, and he had just been promoted to a legend, in front of the owner of the Wailing Throne, he was like an ant trying to shake the sun, without the slightest possibility.
"The struggle before the death of the nourishing material, with its charming screams, is like the most beautiful music in the world, which is really moving."
The young man ignored Molina's pleas for mercy and muttered to himself, but at the moment there was a hint of pleasure in his voice.
He silently reached out and approached Molina's throat, his hands also covered in eternal pure gold, only to see him twist slightly.
Molina's frightened eyes came to an abrupt halt, and the meteorite storm in the sky gradually dissipated, turning into magical rain drops again.
There was no fear in his eyes before he died, but the rest was just puzzled.
It stands to reason that when you become a mage, your life force will be greatly extended, and twisting your neck is no longer fatal.
Not to mention Molina, who has become a legend, a legend who touches the rules of the elements, even if it is a headshot, he will not necessarily die.
But at this moment, his life was like a mortal, and he was easily twisted off his neck and died.
"Only dead nourishment is qualified to surrender to me, rest assured, you will not be alone."
The young man snapped his fingers with disdain, and a magic book that exuded the strongest undead aura appeared, only to see its name appear on the cover, the Book of Darkness.
"Bang la la la"
The Book of Darkness quickly turned its pages, and the next moment, Molina's corpse was absorbed into one of the pages, forming a symbol of the earth element.
If someone is watching, they can see that when the pages of the Dark Book are turned, more elemental symbols that are not weaker than Molina are looming!
"Well, there is nourishment that is about to mature, in this direction, it seems that Senior Brother Merlin is also there, just enough to get together."
Suddenly, a young man in eternal pure gold armor withdrew the Book of Darkness and turned to look in one direction to the west, a smile suddenly appeared on his expressionless face.
Below him, the Rock had been completely sunk by the Endless Undead, and the debris drifted around the ocean.
A sorcerer, the body of the Master Magus was lifted by the undead and transported back to the Wailing Throne.
Moments later, the spatial barrier around it shattered, and the ship, flying the black crown flag and burning black flames on the gardenia canvas, set sail again.
Like...... Death is coming!
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To be continued