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Extremely boring—a word that could have been more appropriate to describe Curt's mood right now, and he had almost forgotten how many of his enemies had fallen under his attack.

Dozens or hundreds, or even more, of distorted enemies poured out of the darkness as if there was no end. Wrapped in sludge, they are sluggish and fragile, and I am afraid that ordinary people can use simple weapons to knock them down.

But a knockdown is not enough, as the fragments of corpses piled up around make it clear. The sorcerers, who had lost their human appearance, quickly weathered, and the pitch-black corpses completely disintegrated into black pieces almost in a matter of seconds.

The pitch-black fragments seemed to be the embodiment of the darkness that lurked in the four corners of the space, and they were like living creatures, slowly rising and falling with the rhythm of breathing. The slain monsters turn into a puddle of black juice, and after a few moments, they rise again from the sludge.

An ordinary person can defeat a mage who has turned into an alien under equal conditions, but what if there is no way for this enemy to be completely defeated? Like the manipulated corpses, these monsters with unremarkable individual abilities have a lot of violence and can endlessly haunt their enemies.

Even if dozens of targets are displayed in front of them for slaughter, the executor will get tired of the monotonous work. However, when such meaningless behavior turns into a life-and-death struggle, the slightest negligence can lead to overwhelming numerical overwhelming enemies.

"It's endless. Is their magic infinite?" Curt sent his foe flying with a swing, then muttered under his breath. "Even if you use otherworldly technology, this monster's ability to constantly regenerate will have some limits, right?"

It's not that I'm physically tired. It's just that I'm tired of this monotonous and senseless "killing". These enemies are not powerful, but rather they don't even have the qualifications to be a qualified opponent, they are like straws, and they are easily harvested by sharp blades in turn.

Curt felt bored for a while looking at the cannon fodder who kept launching a desperate charge, these ragtag armies had no combat effectiveness, and there was no point in cutting down more. With their current abilities, they may only be able to scare the unequipped country guards.

If anything, only this fearless momentum is worthy of appreciation—this may be a common property of all undead, and it is impossible for them to fear without thought. If the Walking Dead did become an army under the control of some people, they were undoubtedly a formidable enemy.

It's a pity that the facts are the facts. It has no real relationship with "if", and the so-called what ifs are just an imagination in most cases. Without the mind and the ability to learn, these fearless "creatures" simply have no way of acquiring knowledge or skills through guò training.

In contrast, the few inhuman monsters that fought before still had good combat abilities - at least they couldn't be dealt with with with an easy swing of their weapons. Several foreign objects with strange shapes adjust their positions in the space, and it seems that they are looking for an angle suitable for combat.

Not long ago, after being bombarded by spell shelling, they collapsed, and until now they are hiding behind the miscellaneous soldiers to recover their bodies. Occasionally, they would shoot a few shadow shots to snipe between their attacks, but they were all dodged by the two of them without exception, to no avail.

The shadows were clearly not as powerful as the first few hits, and they couldn't even make a visible mark on the ground. Pitch-black spells are like arrows that lack aim. A few of the mages hit the alienated mages after being dodged by the two, directly slicing the monster standing in a line into several pieces.

Despite the fact that their companions were reduced to shards of darkness, the sorcerers remained unmoved. They surrounded Curt and Lizzie in twos and threes, but none of them survived the attack. The attacks of spells and weapons were seamlessly linked by the two of them. In the blink of an eye, he tore apart the enemy troops at his side.

"Nonsense, how can there be such a thing as unlimited energy. Lizzie scoffed and said without hesitation. "It doesn't matter if it's a spell or a living thing, as long as they want to keep themselves going. Then energy must be consumed, and these monsters are no exception. ”

Minions often have a "core"-like being, which is the most central source of energy for these monsters that use their magic to sustain their energy.

Like the heart that most living creatures possess as well as the important strangeness. This "core" in the body of the summoned creature is a similar being. They accumulate the magic provided by the sorcerer, which is then transformed into power by the action of the sorcering mechanism, which becomes the basis for the existence of these creatures.

In other words, destroying their cores is like destroying the heart of a living creature, and the death of the other party can be judged almost instantly.

Then she glanced across the square, and her dim eyes instantly reflected a sly glow. At this time, there seems to be a lot of darkness accumulated around them, although they are not as deep as the black mud in the lower areas, but the darkness like an abyss also makes people shudder from the heart.

"So what you mean is that if their 'cores' are destroyed, these monsters won't be reborn again, right?" Curt glanced at the regenerating enemies suspiciously, "but these guys don't seem to have anything like a magic crystallization in their bodies." ”

Monsters that had once been sorcerers were struck down by him, and their flesh would disintegrate into fine pieces of darkness in the sludge. Curt had seen this process more than once, but no matter how he looked at it, he had not found a single existence resembling a core in the black sludge.

"That's right. ”

Liqi nodded, the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "The other party's mage is not stupid, and such an obvious weakness naturally cannot be casually exposed to the eyes of others." But I've come up with an effective solution. You just have to leave it all to me."

The girl smiled like a cat with bad intentions, and the corners of her mouth were about to reach the base of her ears. It's hard to believe in her with peace of mind.

"Let me refuse, or rather. What tricks are you trying to do this time?" Curt knew too well what Lizzie was thinking about with this expression, "I remember the last time you decided to solve the problem quickly, so when I asked me to hand over a qiē to you, it didn't take a few seconds for you to raze a building. ”

Curt could tell at a glance that it wasn't the kind of smile that would make people feel at ease to put a qiē in her hand. Sorcery is indeed a rational use of knowledge, but when it comes to using knowledge, different mages will interpret their magic accordingly.

The magic and spells that exist as weapons may be enough in Lizzie's eyes to simply emphasize firepower. Regardless of the process, Lizzie often thinks about how to achieve the desired effect by the fastest means - such as a ruining assignment.

Although it was true that the commission was to demolish the building. However, Lizzie used a large number of explosive devices to blast the entire building into rubble in one fell swoop. Although it was fast, it was too simple and rude to ignore the surrounding influences, and in the end, Curt was trained by the eldest sister for a while, and a large part of the remuneration was also deducted as compensation for disturbing the daily life of the surrounding residents, which was a lot of income.

So this time, when Lizzie showed this expression, he immediately had a bad premonition. Spells that don't make you feel good aren't good spells, and Lizzie probably thinks so. But she never thought that her pleasure would always be built on trouble.

"I didn't plan to do anything, I just wanted to test the firepower a little. Liqi showed a prank-pranking face and snapped her fingers lightly, "Actually, you don't have to refuse my offer, it's better to say that I already knew that you would refuse." So I also have countermeasures. ”

First of all, it is necessary to make the most basic preparations -

Lizzie's mouth didn't move, but her whispers echoed around the space, and short chants kept echoing. The layers of echoes gradually weave together into an unobservable web. In this net, there is an invisible force that concentrates the heat scattered around it and gradually compresses it into a tiny hollow.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Curt, who was ready for Lizzie's crazy behavior, saw Lizzie's seemingly casual actions. I can't help but feel a little more suspicious. The storm is usually calm before – and by no token, Lizzie's ultimate goal is more than simply to stir up some dust of fire.

"Ahh Just a test of firepower. "The magic was scattered everywhere, and something small, shiny almost completely filled every corner of the cave. "If you want to destroy all these monsters in one go, fire is probably the most suitable thing. ”

In a hall hazy with diffraction of fire and dust, Curt saw the enemy's attack becoming more urgent. Maybe it was the people who manipulated them that they thought that Curt was trying to escape under the cover of smoke and dust, which made them become active, but Curt felt that they were really worried.

Light up the flame and illuminate the entrenched darkness

The whispers changed, and in the sound of intricate chanting from nowhere, several red geometric patterns appeared on the walls, and they continued to twist under Liqi's control, and the lines that formed its magical structure became more and more distinct, and some of the harsh bright red seemed to be about to erupt at any moment.

"Boom! an echo that resounded through the earth—"

A dazzling white glow flashed from Lizzie's fingertips, and almost at the same moment, the ground centered around her cracked. The red-hot flash continued to expand, and the terrible scream accompanied the impact, causing the earth to shake in the spreading ripples. (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you to take!Pay attention to ~ 點 / public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter dd), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now immediately pay attention to dd WeChat public account!) (to be continued......)