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Wandering Immortals Chapter 390 Past and Future

1 The hiss of hope shouted wildly for a while. ★ Aishang's novel network was updated quickly (╰→dushuge), and the noble Nenewar warrior and mage above the novel was complete ★: "Hmph. It's a funny guy. I also happened to have some "domination of humans" spell items with me. Besides, the nasty ships of the churches in the distance have slipped away. 1. It is also idle. Then be happy. ”

So he ordered someone to let go of Stanfa, whose hand was burned. Moaning in pain over the fall, he exerted a "domination of humanity" that no sensible man would wish to accept. Thus a psychic connection with a coercive effect was established between the two. Soon Kusima was on order. Stanfa poured out everything he knew about it - a group of ordinary pirates killed everyone on the Scout warship with the help of two extremely powerful men. Captured that prime clipper. One of them is the Divine Fist of the Marat God. It is said that there is a kind of magic called "Beidu Divine Fist". Once the punch is strong, it is exempt from it. Immediately tear yourself apart and die. And I've recently developed some weird abilities. The other is the very powerful "Priest of the God of Qiyuan". It is claimed to have been given several magical activations by the god of air elements that can change their shape. These variable-sized things can even perform unheard-of strange abilities. For example, summon a strong wind to blow the ship quickly.

Kumasa looked a little puzzled: "God of Qi Elementals, he also sent someone to meddle in this kind of thing?" It's weird. Is it a fake?" and said to Stanfa, who was still holding his hands and screaming, "Give this guy some healing potions." He was not officially a nobleman though. But it is true that the heir of the clan should not insult the family, so arrange him to live temporarily in the cabin of the lower floor. Wait until he gets to the island and then arrange for him to do something. Then he left the mage nephew and went to the luxurious cabin to celebrate. The soldiers respectfully agreed to High Priest Kusima. After seeing him leave. One by one, they all regained their contempt and viciousness. Although he just sneered and said, "You kid is lucky." As soon as I came, I found an errand job. It's really gratifying. But it seems that he is not convinced. I'm going to give him some color later.

Under the clear moonlight. The majestic tricolor ship still cruised around Blix Island, continuing to prevent the various church ships from approaching the island. There was even a brief spell confrontation with the ships of the Church of the God of Shadows, the god of craft. Between the brilliant seven colors. Relying on ultra-long range and dense firepower. Light yì took the upper hand.

There was a bang, and the stable ship shook incessantly. Flying out of layers of waves. In the distance, the sturdy ship of the Church of Gonde, the equally solemn god of craft, mercilessly returned the sixth-order spell that had been upgraded, the sister magic of the "Ice Ball", the "Burning Flame Sphere". Fierce flames erupted in a range of tens of feet. Like a giant red-hot war hammer. It is hammering and smashing continuously. The ship that was about to be smashed burst and broken.

The deck shook violently like an earthquake. Voices. Mages of all kinds are running around, aiming at their targets, and the priests of Pinnelle are not only responsible for saving people. Also waiting for opportunities to assist the mages in launching ranged attacks. So the cries for help, the angry voices, the chanting of incantations, and so on, were all in chaos. Dressed in a tight-fitting robe, the High Priest Kusa was blessed with the effect of "freedom of movement". Steady as a Tarzan nailed to the deck. He stared sharply at the enemy ship in the distance that kept roaring out of the fierce scorching light. Snorted coldly: "1. The Gond Church and the Arcane Federation are getting closer and closer. With such a valuable spell, they also have the capital to put it casually. When I ran into us before. It's not like it's going to leave on its own. The Fa nephew beside him said, "There are originally many mages in the Gongde Church who specialize in refining all kinds of weapon armor and even mage items. I've heard that I've even started researching alchemy potions recently, so maybe the god Gonder wants his field to expand beyond crafts. I have heard that more and more mages with limited development and difficulty in rising have joined the Church of the God of Gond, in the hope of making all kinds of magic items and getting rich. It is estimated that these mages who are closely related to the Arcane Alpha have already occupied a large position in the Tribute Church. Therefore, the confidence and strength of their church are getting bigger and bigger. ”

Kusa was pleased with his nephew's answer. It's not the content of the satisfaction words. Rather, he was satisfied with the calm and eloquent demeanor of the superior when he spoke. Because all of this was actually given to him by Kusima. The purpose is to establish a wise image in front of the crew. for future development. Now it seems. The son did it wrong.

So he nodded majestically. made a look of great agreement, and then said: "No matter how strong the god of Gond is, he is still a "blacksmith", and the real high-level war depends on our god Nenival. It is our Holy Spirit that can perfectly integrate spells into warfare. Her unparalleled wings sheltered the industrious craftsmen and merchants of the sea. Let those country blacksmiths watch. Only the boundless god of war can be infinitely sharp, guarding the interests of industry and commerce. Our church will also set foot in the Western Continent. Achievements are unworldly. This day won't be long," and then raised the heavy golden-patterned Mithril ** staff in his hand. The mighty command: "Activate eight ballista batteries." Give them a taste of the power of the ranged spell heavy crossbow. ”

On both sides of this wide ship. From beginning to end are lined up with four fortified ballista batteries that resemble farmhouses. It's like eight ferocious claws shrunk into the body. Ready to shoot out at any time. Destroying things and slaughtering people. I saw each neat turret with a clay texture. Each has a clay-textured device with a strange shape. and a sturdy and huge set of crossbows. The heavy crossbow was slowly filled with the huge strings of energy storage under the strong drive of the mechanism. When the special spell ballista that was as thick as a few was placed on the ballista. Order. Eight sharp spell aura burst out like a frightening lightning that pierced the sky. Through the long night. It is like eight bright meteors of different colors in the center of the ship of the Gunde Church.

The distant ship flashed with the glow of a golden, black, and white mage. Immediately, the whole ship fell silent. Silently and honestly floated on the surface of the sea. None of the spells of protest were practiced. Let Kusima and the others here squint their eyes and smile meaningfully: "1 Hehehe~~ They definitely didn't expect us to appear before they set off." Therefore, the ship was not prepared to defend itself against the Priest's "Flame Strike" and "Mass Damage", and was hit by our first wave of spells with the effect of "Vinaya". Absolutely stunned.

Attacked by those big 1 divine arts. There must be some important people who have died, and it is time for us to fight back. Wind up those improvised clay golems. This time with a normal Ice Storm crossbow bolt. Save a little. "It turns out that each of the eight turrets has a clay golem with a special shape. Specially wound for heavy crossbows. These slow-moving things have completely abandoned their ability to act this time. In turn, the amount of a significant increase. Therefore, the ballista can be filled with considerable explosive energy in a short period of time. Enough to shoot through a distance of 4,000 feet.

His voice had just fallen. heard a terrible sound of heavy crossbows breaking through the air. Then after a few "bang, bang, bang" after a loud explosion of wood breaking through steel. There were bursts of soul-grabbing dark green "Poison Cloud Technique" and terrifying black "Group Damage Technique". In an instant, black flew in a row. The intense negative energy quickly knocked down the hordes of people like a chain of hammers, and the green poison was like a huge ooze monster that penetrated everywhere. Quickly permeate the deck up and down. Straight into the muzzle of the Soldier Mage. The tyranny devours many lives.

Kusima, who was still as steady as a rock in the fierce black wave and green stream, gave the order with a stern and calm face: "Priest, quickly neutralize the toxin, and the mage quickly use the dismantling magic." They all took out the healing wand and used it. Those who were not affected quickly turned the crossbow battery. Shoot me in the direction of the attack. ”

But those dazed mages and priests looked blankly at the unobstructed ocean under the moon and shouted in shock and urgency: But there is nothing over there. Only the sea. Kuma suddenly scolded angrily: "Stupid." The other could be Max, the god of shadows, or the ships of the Church of Shar, the goddess of the night. Now I'm using some invisibility spell or masking spell to cover myself. He shouted loudly as he activated the "True Vision" earrings. His eyes burst into a glittering color spell. It's enough to see through the obscurity of a qiē spell. Look things for what they really are.

Soon, he raised his magnificent ** staff that was as heavy as a wolf's tooth. Pointing to a darker part of the sea, he exclaimed, "That's it." There is a ship that is covering itself with yinjutsu. Shoot me with aim. All the mages came over and shot at me. ”

As soon as the words fell. The one who was whirring in the darkness fired several large crossbow arrows that were thicker than a man in the sky. It's like nails nailing a wooden plank. After a few explosions, it shot through the hull of the ship and burst into a dark "group damage technique". Rampage through the crowd. It blasted out a terrifying green poisonous gas and pounced on people. The scene was chaotic again.

Tanfa, who had passed out in the gloomy bottom cabin, struggled to open his eyes—"Am I not dead yet?" his dazed brain that was highly poisoned. After a long time, I turned the corner slowly. The cold legs and feet were still tightly locked by the sturdy thick iron. Beneath the old, dim, inferior magic lamps were cracked and twisted wooden cabins. The bursts of poisonous gas, dark and terrifying "Mass Damage Waves" just now were rushing in from these sides. In an instant, he withdrew his consciousness with strong pain. And now, only the strange smell of corpses spread strongly from the dozen or so cracks. It's more and more terrifying: Are they all dead? The gods are going up again~~ It seems~~ It seems that they are really all dead.

A sense of loneliness that is not recognized, mixed with bursts of fear, his heart is cold, and his whole body trembles. He yelled a few times. There was really no sound outside, as if it was in a narrow honeycomb cave, and there was only a cold silence around it. And at any moment it will collapse and bury itself in the cold and deep seabed.

Stanfa stared nervously and listened for a few moments before he faintly heard a faint sound coming from the distant deck. Immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, I realized that I didn't know that there was a little brown and black squirrel squatting in my arms. This cute little guy is satisfied. actually grabbed the bread on his plate with a pair of small and nimble claws.

Stanfa stared dumbfounded. I found that this simple-looking little guy actually didn't show weakness, and while eating, he raised his head and stared back. He looked like "What are you looking at, haven't you seen anyone dine?"

Stanfa suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha~~ You were raised by humans." I heard that some people don't like to have cats and dogs. Specialize in quirky pets. Are you lost with your master? Just flow to the ship and become old?"

Squatting on his belly and nibbling on bread, the fluffy and cute little squirrel seems to be choking on eating. actually really "nodded". Doing Stanfa and big: "What an interesting little guy." You've been the cutest since you left home. As he spoke, he couldn't help but stroke its little head. Suddenly, it was smooth and smooth, and it was very moving. There is also a unique warm feeling of three points. It makes people a little reluctant to put it down. Play carefully. And the other party often cooperates. Just lay it in his hand and continued to nibble on its dry bread. Let the horizontal mold be stroked vertically.

The sense of panic and loneliness was unconsciously dispelled by this little guy. Stanfa, who calmed down, sighed, "This must be some high-class pet breed." Otherwise, why is the fur so silky? And there's a special smell of freshness. Alas~~ It's been a long time since I've seen the smell of this field~~" This smell is like the green fields of my hometown. It made him think about it. Tears of sorrow.

Hometown. That peaceful past is gone.

It's a foreign land. The hope is still in the future.

When the sun slowly rises from the vast bright blue of Haitianyi in the east. The ten thousand rays of light that swayed over suddenly illuminated the dozens of deep holes in the big ship. It was like a luxurious thick robe, but it was violently torn open ugly gaps. Apparently more wolf-bèi – overnight. Max, the god of shadows, has launched a surprise attack on the ship. Then there are some powerful churches, such as the large ships of the Church of Gond, or ships that are good at attacking from afar, such as the Church of Maykelly, the god of forests and rangers. He also used range extender spells and ballistas to take advantage of the fire. 1 battle and after a night of stoppage. Both of them were reluctant to retreat desperately.

Sidjord looked at the crumbling hull and a damaged ballbow battery. With some apprehension, he whispered to his uncle Kusima, "Is it true that this church is playing with us?" And killed so many of us. This is all a declaration of war. Uncle. We'll submit it to the general association. Next time you run into their ships or caravans. Be sure to give them a look

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