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Chapter 215 Visitor
Chapter 215 Visitor
New York, Queens.
The sudden blizzard came and went quickly. Just when the major TV stations in New York were scrambling to report this meteorological spectacle, the fluttering snow suddenly stopped, and the snowflakes on the ground melted into wet water stains before they accumulated.
Yan Yan woke up from the ethereal state of merging the eternal ice coffin, with a strange expression, muttering to himself, "Fusion, so that's what happened!"
Between breaths, complex and mysterious ice magic patterns appeared between Yan Yan's eyebrows, and the crystal clear light overflowed silently. Yan Yan raised his arms, and a pair of lifelike frost roses bloomed in the palm of his hand, and then the roses became Neighing galloping horses turned into snuggling couples, and then exploded into countless dusts, slowly revolving in Yan Yan's palm like a vast universe, with natural abilities like breathing, as far as one's thoughts reach, frost manifests, and even consumes almost no magic power. close to none.
In the Sea of Consciousness space, the devil's gold coin is still hanging high in the air, radiating golden light like a golden sun, and the frost crystals revolving around the devil's gold coin next to it, pure and translucent faint light, although not as powerful as the devil's gold coin Powerful, but warm as water, the faint rays of light did not fall behind the wind at all, and in the slow movement, the subtle breath was transmitted to Yan Yan's mind, and under the suppression of these two powerful rays of light, the eclipse of the soul The lavender brilliance was so suppressed that it was almost undetectable.
As soon as the frost crystals between the eyebrows were collected, as Yan Yan thought, the page of the multi-tower system appeared in front of him, and his health and magic points increased by a full 30 points. What surprised Yan Yan was that his three items Personal attributes increased by 98 points respectively, reaching strength: 5 (157); agility: 5 (145); intelligence: 4 (100), especially the strength value, which is only close to the [-] points of the fusion of the soul of the dragon.
The skill page "Extremely Cold Domain" has completely disappeared without a trace, but Yan Yan can clearly feel from the wonderful information transmitted from the Frost Demon Rune that the Extremely Cold Domain is not disappearing but completely integrated with him. He is willing, and even can instantly turn the whole of New York into a polar-like ice and snow world.
A hazy white cold air emerged from his left hand. Yan Yan looked at his messy basement, and casually grabbed a one-foot-thick hundred-refined steel plate that was used as a table foot. In the blink of an eye, the steel plate was completely covered by transparent frost. Yan Yan Just lightly touching it with a finger, the steel plate shattered directly, turning into a large piece of white fine dust. The corner of Yan Yan's mouth twitched subconsciously. After merging the eternal ice coffin, the power of the cold air he drove was so powerful. Huge, if it was caught on a person just then, what a terrifying lethal force it would be.
There was a blush of excitement on Yan Yan's fair face, and the subtle breath from the frost magic pattern told him that the benefits brought by the fusion of the eternal ice coffin were far more than that, and more energy was integrated into his blood. The origin of life is waiting for him to dig and understand, just like being in the same vast ocean, the waves that a dolphin, a whale, or even a hurricane can set up are completely different.
This is completely his own power. Yan Yan is an extremely cautious person. There must be a reason for the multi-tower system to appear on him, and the huge figure standing in the raging evil fire when the devil transforms is even more Yan Yan. The shadow in Yan's heart, so he paid more attention to the frost magic pattern in his mind.
He didn't show up for several days in a row, and Sisina was completely responsible for the business matters, while Yan Yan himself was in the basement of the grocery store, trying his best to master the combat skills of the Frost Mageweave.
Another half a month passed, and Yan Yan was completely silent in the joy of constantly developing his own vast potential. Until noon one day, Yan Yan was refreshingly using the frost magic pattern to control the temperature in the basement to the most comfortable temperature. On the ground, a strange aura, like a stone falling into a calm lake, broke into his soul and thoughts, and this aura walked straight towards Yan Yan's grocery store.
Just as Yan Yan got out of the basement and walked to the door of the grocery store, an old friend who had disappeared for a long time appeared in front of the door of Yan Yan's grocery store. He was tall and tall, wearing a dark yellow robe, and two black as charcoal. In the eye sockets, Casillas looked at Yan Yan quietly through the glass door with gloomy and stiff eyeballs.
Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, Casillas' aura changed too much and was so powerful that he didn't even recognize his magical aura. With a slight movement of his divine sense, Yan Yan raised his brows instantly. Within the perception range of Yan, there are at least thirty people who have the same dark aura as Casillas, and the auras of these people are connected together in a strange way. Fighting any one of them is equivalent to facing the same dark aura at the same time. Collection for all.
There is a distant and long-lasting deep breath in it, and this ancient thought instantly detected Yan Yan's faint spiritual thought, not only did not hide himself, but arrogantly radiated a sinister and threatening aura.
Dormammu!
Yan Yan rolled his eyes and twisted his body uncomfortably. There is no doubt that this powerful existence that takes pleasure in devouring planets and transcends the limitations of time and space is the threat that Heimdall said. He took a few deep breaths , and then casually opened the door of the grocery store.
"Quack..." Casillas walked in with rustling steps. If you were careful, you would find that the distance of his steps, the swing of his arms, and even the time taken for each step were exactly the same, just like A pair of invisible hands controls the marionette.
Casillas walked in steadily, bowed politely to Yan Yan, and said with a terrifying smile on his face, "Mr. Yan, it's a pleasure to meet again."
Yan Yan casually reached out his hand for a gesture, sat on the sofa to himself, pursed his lips and smiled, "Please sit down, sit down as you please, we are old friends, you are welcome."
Casillas sat on the chair silently, looked at Yan Yan with two gloomy black eyes, paused for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Yan, I came to you this time because I have something to trouble you for!"
Casillas could feel the vast, seemingly endless chill in Yan Yan's body. He had also felt this feeling in Gu Yi's body. Surprised, he couldn't help using honorifics when speaking.
"Ask me for help?" Yan Yan shook his head with a smile, his eyes narrowed into thin slits, and said with a smile, "Even if you are a friend, help is never free! Uh! Besides, you are Karma now Taj is the one who is wanted, Gu Yi and her mages, I can't afford to provoke them."
"I came here just for Karma Taj!" Casillas said in a deep voice, "Ancient One is a hypocrite, she holds the secret of eternal life, but she refuses to share it with others, the Zealot Order will be destroyed Kama Taj, I need some magic props and your help! Well! As a reward, when the great true God descends, he will grant you eternal life!"
Yan Yan smiled and leaned on the back of the chair, lit a cigarette, lightly blew out a smoke ring, and said lightly: "Eternal life? Hehe! I am not interested in such illusory things!! Life is limited, Carpe diem, I am interested in golden gold, shiny gems, these real things!"
As an outsider, Yan Yan knew the truth about the eternal life bestowed by Dormammu. He became a puppet and was assimilated by Dormammu into a part of his body. If this ghost thing can be regarded as a reward, then death is simply a gift from God.
Yan Yan's attitude towards eternal life made Casilla stunned for a moment. Of course he knew what Yan Yan liked, but now it's on the black market. Ancient gold coins are priceless, and a gold coin costs [-] US dollars. The sky-high price cannot be afforded by a small sect like a fanatic.
Looking at Yan Yan quietly, Casillas pondered for a moment, licked his lips, and said cautiously, "The Eye of Agamotto?"
"The Eye of Agamotto?" A strange smile appeared on Yan Yan's face. He smothered the cigarette in his hand, stretched out his body, and asked with great interest, "An illusory promise, but a pennyless promise." Worth it! Well! How sure are you that you can defeat Gu Yi? If you fail, then I will get nothing, and I will offend Kama Taj for no reason."
"Forty percent!" Casillas frowned, bit his lip, and then continued, "With your magic props and your assistance, I can defeat Drum and kill Gu Yi." It's 200%!... Well! It's not convenient for me to say the reason... But I can tell you that Gu Yi's lifespan is almost at the end, her strength has reached the lowest point, and we have ways to limit her power ...if this time is missed, the next opportunity will not be available until [-] years later."
Yan Yan keenly captured a few key words, and the eyes gleamed with light. After seeing the terrifying strength of Gu Yi, Yan Yan has always been very strange. How can the powerful mage who makes countless terrifying threats from multi-layered spaces dare not act rashly? It would be strange to lose to Casillas, but now Yan Yan faintly grasped the key point of the problem, Gu Yi himself had a problem, and Dormammu had a way to suppress her strength.
Yan Yan frowned, and secretly calculated the gains and losses in his heart. Letting Dormammu come and destroy the earth would not do him any good. However, what he was thinking about was not for a day or two. As Casillas said, the opportunity in front of him is indeed rare!
After thinking for a while, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Yan Yan's face. He filled a glass of wine for Casillas affectionately, and said with a hearty smile, "Since this is the case, then I think we need to cooperate as soon as possible! Well! Can you give me Tell me about your detailed plan? Maybe I can give you some trivial advice!"
……
New York, 177A Bleecker Street.
At night, the oppressive dark clouds completely blocked the faint moonlight. In front of the pristine New York Temple of the Strange Mage Corps, the dark-skinned, tall and majestic curator Drum looked dignified, silently looking at Casilla who looked strange in front of him. Si, although the powerful and hot dark magic power in the opponent's body continued to overflow to the surroundings, Drum's eyes were more disappointed than fearful.
"Cassilias, you have finally chosen your destination, to be Dormammu's lackey!" Master Drum sighed silently, stretched out his hand to grasp, and a pristine black long-handled wand appeared in his hand, He said in a sad voice, "You've wasted your talent, Casillas!"
Outside the temple, more than 30 fanatics lined up in a neat queue. The magic weapons in their hands were all locked on Master Drum at the same time. Standing at the front of the line was Casillas with a serious expression.
Master Poison Drum!
He is the reason that forced Casillas to go to the grocery store to find Yan Yan's help after destroying the London Temple. Even with the help of Dormammu, it would be difficult for him to kill the master. "Drum, the Ancient One you follow is just a hypocrite and selfish hypocrite! Dormammu is the eternal true god! Take action!"
A burst of magic halo flickered, streamers shot out, more than a dozen magic chains bound towards Master Drum's hands and feet, and then, the remaining fanatics rushed up to Drum without fear of death, and the master Fighting, only close combat, they still have a chance.
"Grips of death..." Drum shook his head and sighed sadly. These people were originally brothers and sisters of the Strange Mage Corps, but now they were deceived into going astray. The ground in front of him instantly squirmed like a swamp, tens of thousands of pale, bony palms protruded from the ground, swarming and grabbing a large number of fanatics.
Although the momentum was astonishing, the generous Drum did not kill, but wanted to use magic to trap the fanatics and help them regain their will.
Yan Yan stood on the roof of a distant building with a cigarette in his mouth, quietly looking at the whole building, with a faint smile on his face, "No wonder Casillas came back to look for me, this Drum turned out to be a touch To the strong in the original field!"
The black magic rune between the brows symbolizes Drum's great achievements in the field of poison witches. Unlike the magic pattern on the brows of fanatics from Dormammu, what Drum drives is entirely his own perception of the origin of the universe, and the mastery of the universe. powerful magic power.
"Hellfire..." In the endless palms, Casillas screamed, and a thick bloody flame erupted from more than [-] fanatics at the same time, and any arms contaminated by the flames instantly turned into fly ash, and then , The raging scarlet flames converged into a raging fire wave and slapped towards Drum.
"The Wall of the Dead..." Drum waved his staff lightly, and a row of huge zombies rose up in front of him, forming a towering wall of flesh with a height of three meters, easily resisting the raging flames. Then, he raised Raising his left hand, he quickly drew a black-purple magic pattern in the air, and said softly, "Soul vibration..."
A strange wave of energy spewed out from Master Drum's body and spread in all directions. In an instant, all the fanatics screamed, their facial features twisted in pain, and the shock wave from the soul violently shook their souls and bodies. segmentation.
"Soul Harvesting..." Drum sighed helplessly, grabbed the wand with both hands and stood in front of him, a purple-black magic circle with a diameter of two meters appeared, and as it slowly rotated, it erupted like a black hole. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen fanatics with slightly weaker strength struggled and were sucked in by the magic circle.
There is no suspense in the battle, it is completely one-sided crushing!
Yan Yan sucked in a breath like a toothache. Master Drum's strength was beyond his expectation. If he didn't do it again, even Casillas' soul would be sealed by Drum.
With a flash of green light, Ziyuan's magic wand appeared in Yan Yan's hand, and a smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his mouth. Whether Ziyuan is effective for mages in the Marvel world, I just looked at it once. Yan Yan's mind locked Drum, and in his mouth whispered "Silence..."
Drum has already discovered the threat in the distance. Even when he was fighting Casillas, most of his attention was focused on the cold aura in the distance that made him feel dangerous. When Yan Yan took out Ziyuan , Drum frowned apprehensively, instinctively on guard in his heart.
But in the next second, the purple-red flame burned on him, and Drum's rough and dark face suddenly changed, and his pale face let out a low growl of disbelief.
The connection between the magic power in his body and the outside world was suddenly cut off, the purple-black magic pattern of the soul harvester shattered, and the flickering light spots dissipated with the wind after losing control. For a mage, there is nothing more terrifying than this.
The battle of life and death is only in an instant, Ziyuan's silence brings a huge shock to a mage, Master Drum's absence at this moment is undoubtedly fatal, more than a dozen magic chains fly out of the fanatic's hand, restraining his body His hands and feet pulled him abruptly to the ground with great force. Casillas sneered cruelly, and the invisible magic sword in his hand spun quickly, blood splashed, and Master Drum's head was chopped off.
Casillas was covered in blood, held up Drum's unbelievable head, and howled excitedly. In the dark corner in the distance, Yan Yan frowned slightly. Under his deliberate delay, Casillas The battle between Adams and Drum lasted for a long time, but there was such a big movement in the temple, not only did Ancient One and Doctor Strange not show up, even a volunteer mage didn't show up.
Touching the stubble on his chin, Yan Yan narrowed his eyes and hesitated secretly, whether he should do something secretly to cause some trouble for Casillas. After all, if Dormammu really came, it would not do him any good, besides In the New York Temple, there are dozens of various magical instruments collected by Drum and Ancient One.
Just when Yan Yan was secretly speculating in his heart, suddenly, there was a deafening and crazy whistling sound, and the fire was shining in the darkness not far away, and the hysterical and crazy laughter, accompanied by the deafening roar of the motor, rushed quickly.
Five thousand chapters!I myself was moved! !Reward!Reward! ! ! PS: An old question!Guess who! (Maybe I will magically add more!)
(End of this chapter)
New York, Queens.
The sudden blizzard came and went quickly. Just when the major TV stations in New York were scrambling to report this meteorological spectacle, the fluttering snow suddenly stopped, and the snowflakes on the ground melted into wet water stains before they accumulated.
Yan Yan woke up from the ethereal state of merging the eternal ice coffin, with a strange expression, muttering to himself, "Fusion, so that's what happened!"
Between breaths, complex and mysterious ice magic patterns appeared between Yan Yan's eyebrows, and the crystal clear light overflowed silently. Yan Yan raised his arms, and a pair of lifelike frost roses bloomed in the palm of his hand, and then the roses became Neighing galloping horses turned into snuggling couples, and then exploded into countless dusts, slowly revolving in Yan Yan's palm like a vast universe, with natural abilities like breathing, as far as one's thoughts reach, frost manifests, and even consumes almost no magic power. close to none.
In the Sea of Consciousness space, the devil's gold coin is still hanging high in the air, radiating golden light like a golden sun, and the frost crystals revolving around the devil's gold coin next to it, pure and translucent faint light, although not as powerful as the devil's gold coin Powerful, but warm as water, the faint rays of light did not fall behind the wind at all, and in the slow movement, the subtle breath was transmitted to Yan Yan's mind, and under the suppression of these two powerful rays of light, the eclipse of the soul The lavender brilliance was so suppressed that it was almost undetectable.
As soon as the frost crystals between the eyebrows were collected, as Yan Yan thought, the page of the multi-tower system appeared in front of him, and his health and magic points increased by a full 30 points. What surprised Yan Yan was that his three items Personal attributes increased by 98 points respectively, reaching strength: 5 (157); agility: 5 (145); intelligence: 4 (100), especially the strength value, which is only close to the [-] points of the fusion of the soul of the dragon.
The skill page "Extremely Cold Domain" has completely disappeared without a trace, but Yan Yan can clearly feel from the wonderful information transmitted from the Frost Demon Rune that the Extremely Cold Domain is not disappearing but completely integrated with him. He is willing, and even can instantly turn the whole of New York into a polar-like ice and snow world.
A hazy white cold air emerged from his left hand. Yan Yan looked at his messy basement, and casually grabbed a one-foot-thick hundred-refined steel plate that was used as a table foot. In the blink of an eye, the steel plate was completely covered by transparent frost. Yan Yan Just lightly touching it with a finger, the steel plate shattered directly, turning into a large piece of white fine dust. The corner of Yan Yan's mouth twitched subconsciously. After merging the eternal ice coffin, the power of the cold air he drove was so powerful. Huge, if it was caught on a person just then, what a terrifying lethal force it would be.
There was a blush of excitement on Yan Yan's fair face, and the subtle breath from the frost magic pattern told him that the benefits brought by the fusion of the eternal ice coffin were far more than that, and more energy was integrated into his blood. The origin of life is waiting for him to dig and understand, just like being in the same vast ocean, the waves that a dolphin, a whale, or even a hurricane can set up are completely different.
This is completely his own power. Yan Yan is an extremely cautious person. There must be a reason for the multi-tower system to appear on him, and the huge figure standing in the raging evil fire when the devil transforms is even more Yan Yan. The shadow in Yan's heart, so he paid more attention to the frost magic pattern in his mind.
He didn't show up for several days in a row, and Sisina was completely responsible for the business matters, while Yan Yan himself was in the basement of the grocery store, trying his best to master the combat skills of the Frost Mageweave.
Another half a month passed, and Yan Yan was completely silent in the joy of constantly developing his own vast potential. Until noon one day, Yan Yan was refreshingly using the frost magic pattern to control the temperature in the basement to the most comfortable temperature. On the ground, a strange aura, like a stone falling into a calm lake, broke into his soul and thoughts, and this aura walked straight towards Yan Yan's grocery store.
Just as Yan Yan got out of the basement and walked to the door of the grocery store, an old friend who had disappeared for a long time appeared in front of the door of Yan Yan's grocery store. He was tall and tall, wearing a dark yellow robe, and two black as charcoal. In the eye sockets, Casillas looked at Yan Yan quietly through the glass door with gloomy and stiff eyeballs.
Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, Casillas' aura changed too much and was so powerful that he didn't even recognize his magical aura. With a slight movement of his divine sense, Yan Yan raised his brows instantly. Within the perception range of Yan, there are at least thirty people who have the same dark aura as Casillas, and the auras of these people are connected together in a strange way. Fighting any one of them is equivalent to facing the same dark aura at the same time. Collection for all.
There is a distant and long-lasting deep breath in it, and this ancient thought instantly detected Yan Yan's faint spiritual thought, not only did not hide himself, but arrogantly radiated a sinister and threatening aura.
Dormammu!
Yan Yan rolled his eyes and twisted his body uncomfortably. There is no doubt that this powerful existence that takes pleasure in devouring planets and transcends the limitations of time and space is the threat that Heimdall said. He took a few deep breaths , and then casually opened the door of the grocery store.
"Quack..." Casillas walked in with rustling steps. If you were careful, you would find that the distance of his steps, the swing of his arms, and even the time taken for each step were exactly the same, just like A pair of invisible hands controls the marionette.
Casillas walked in steadily, bowed politely to Yan Yan, and said with a terrifying smile on his face, "Mr. Yan, it's a pleasure to meet again."
Yan Yan casually reached out his hand for a gesture, sat on the sofa to himself, pursed his lips and smiled, "Please sit down, sit down as you please, we are old friends, you are welcome."
Casillas sat on the chair silently, looked at Yan Yan with two gloomy black eyes, paused for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Yan, I came to you this time because I have something to trouble you for!"
Casillas could feel the vast, seemingly endless chill in Yan Yan's body. He had also felt this feeling in Gu Yi's body. Surprised, he couldn't help using honorifics when speaking.
"Ask me for help?" Yan Yan shook his head with a smile, his eyes narrowed into thin slits, and said with a smile, "Even if you are a friend, help is never free! Uh! Besides, you are Karma now Taj is the one who is wanted, Gu Yi and her mages, I can't afford to provoke them."
"I came here just for Karma Taj!" Casillas said in a deep voice, "Ancient One is a hypocrite, she holds the secret of eternal life, but she refuses to share it with others, the Zealot Order will be destroyed Kama Taj, I need some magic props and your help! Well! As a reward, when the great true God descends, he will grant you eternal life!"
Yan Yan smiled and leaned on the back of the chair, lit a cigarette, lightly blew out a smoke ring, and said lightly: "Eternal life? Hehe! I am not interested in such illusory things!! Life is limited, Carpe diem, I am interested in golden gold, shiny gems, these real things!"
As an outsider, Yan Yan knew the truth about the eternal life bestowed by Dormammu. He became a puppet and was assimilated by Dormammu into a part of his body. If this ghost thing can be regarded as a reward, then death is simply a gift from God.
Yan Yan's attitude towards eternal life made Casilla stunned for a moment. Of course he knew what Yan Yan liked, but now it's on the black market. Ancient gold coins are priceless, and a gold coin costs [-] US dollars. The sky-high price cannot be afforded by a small sect like a fanatic.
Looking at Yan Yan quietly, Casillas pondered for a moment, licked his lips, and said cautiously, "The Eye of Agamotto?"
"The Eye of Agamotto?" A strange smile appeared on Yan Yan's face. He smothered the cigarette in his hand, stretched out his body, and asked with great interest, "An illusory promise, but a pennyless promise." Worth it! Well! How sure are you that you can defeat Gu Yi? If you fail, then I will get nothing, and I will offend Kama Taj for no reason."
"Forty percent!" Casillas frowned, bit his lip, and then continued, "With your magic props and your assistance, I can defeat Drum and kill Gu Yi." It's 200%!... Well! It's not convenient for me to say the reason... But I can tell you that Gu Yi's lifespan is almost at the end, her strength has reached the lowest point, and we have ways to limit her power ...if this time is missed, the next opportunity will not be available until [-] years later."
Yan Yan keenly captured a few key words, and the eyes gleamed with light. After seeing the terrifying strength of Gu Yi, Yan Yan has always been very strange. How can the powerful mage who makes countless terrifying threats from multi-layered spaces dare not act rashly? It would be strange to lose to Casillas, but now Yan Yan faintly grasped the key point of the problem, Gu Yi himself had a problem, and Dormammu had a way to suppress her strength.
Yan Yan frowned, and secretly calculated the gains and losses in his heart. Letting Dormammu come and destroy the earth would not do him any good. However, what he was thinking about was not for a day or two. As Casillas said, the opportunity in front of him is indeed rare!
After thinking for a while, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Yan Yan's face. He filled a glass of wine for Casillas affectionately, and said with a hearty smile, "Since this is the case, then I think we need to cooperate as soon as possible! Well! Can you give me Tell me about your detailed plan? Maybe I can give you some trivial advice!"
……
New York, 177A Bleecker Street.
At night, the oppressive dark clouds completely blocked the faint moonlight. In front of the pristine New York Temple of the Strange Mage Corps, the dark-skinned, tall and majestic curator Drum looked dignified, silently looking at Casilla who looked strange in front of him. Si, although the powerful and hot dark magic power in the opponent's body continued to overflow to the surroundings, Drum's eyes were more disappointed than fearful.
"Cassilias, you have finally chosen your destination, to be Dormammu's lackey!" Master Drum sighed silently, stretched out his hand to grasp, and a pristine black long-handled wand appeared in his hand, He said in a sad voice, "You've wasted your talent, Casillas!"
Outside the temple, more than 30 fanatics lined up in a neat queue. The magic weapons in their hands were all locked on Master Drum at the same time. Standing at the front of the line was Casillas with a serious expression.
Master Poison Drum!
He is the reason that forced Casillas to go to the grocery store to find Yan Yan's help after destroying the London Temple. Even with the help of Dormammu, it would be difficult for him to kill the master. "Drum, the Ancient One you follow is just a hypocrite and selfish hypocrite! Dormammu is the eternal true god! Take action!"
A burst of magic halo flickered, streamers shot out, more than a dozen magic chains bound towards Master Drum's hands and feet, and then, the remaining fanatics rushed up to Drum without fear of death, and the master Fighting, only close combat, they still have a chance.
"Grips of death..." Drum shook his head and sighed sadly. These people were originally brothers and sisters of the Strange Mage Corps, but now they were deceived into going astray. The ground in front of him instantly squirmed like a swamp, tens of thousands of pale, bony palms protruded from the ground, swarming and grabbing a large number of fanatics.
Although the momentum was astonishing, the generous Drum did not kill, but wanted to use magic to trap the fanatics and help them regain their will.
Yan Yan stood on the roof of a distant building with a cigarette in his mouth, quietly looking at the whole building, with a faint smile on his face, "No wonder Casillas came back to look for me, this Drum turned out to be a touch To the strong in the original field!"
The black magic rune between the brows symbolizes Drum's great achievements in the field of poison witches. Unlike the magic pattern on the brows of fanatics from Dormammu, what Drum drives is entirely his own perception of the origin of the universe, and the mastery of the universe. powerful magic power.
"Hellfire..." In the endless palms, Casillas screamed, and a thick bloody flame erupted from more than [-] fanatics at the same time, and any arms contaminated by the flames instantly turned into fly ash, and then , The raging scarlet flames converged into a raging fire wave and slapped towards Drum.
"The Wall of the Dead..." Drum waved his staff lightly, and a row of huge zombies rose up in front of him, forming a towering wall of flesh with a height of three meters, easily resisting the raging flames. Then, he raised Raising his left hand, he quickly drew a black-purple magic pattern in the air, and said softly, "Soul vibration..."
A strange wave of energy spewed out from Master Drum's body and spread in all directions. In an instant, all the fanatics screamed, their facial features twisted in pain, and the shock wave from the soul violently shook their souls and bodies. segmentation.
"Soul Harvesting..." Drum sighed helplessly, grabbed the wand with both hands and stood in front of him, a purple-black magic circle with a diameter of two meters appeared, and as it slowly rotated, it erupted like a black hole. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen fanatics with slightly weaker strength struggled and were sucked in by the magic circle.
There is no suspense in the battle, it is completely one-sided crushing!
Yan Yan sucked in a breath like a toothache. Master Drum's strength was beyond his expectation. If he didn't do it again, even Casillas' soul would be sealed by Drum.
With a flash of green light, Ziyuan's magic wand appeared in Yan Yan's hand, and a smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his mouth. Whether Ziyuan is effective for mages in the Marvel world, I just looked at it once. Yan Yan's mind locked Drum, and in his mouth whispered "Silence..."
Drum has already discovered the threat in the distance. Even when he was fighting Casillas, most of his attention was focused on the cold aura in the distance that made him feel dangerous. When Yan Yan took out Ziyuan , Drum frowned apprehensively, instinctively on guard in his heart.
But in the next second, the purple-red flame burned on him, and Drum's rough and dark face suddenly changed, and his pale face let out a low growl of disbelief.
The connection between the magic power in his body and the outside world was suddenly cut off, the purple-black magic pattern of the soul harvester shattered, and the flickering light spots dissipated with the wind after losing control. For a mage, there is nothing more terrifying than this.
The battle of life and death is only in an instant, Ziyuan's silence brings a huge shock to a mage, Master Drum's absence at this moment is undoubtedly fatal, more than a dozen magic chains fly out of the fanatic's hand, restraining his body His hands and feet pulled him abruptly to the ground with great force. Casillas sneered cruelly, and the invisible magic sword in his hand spun quickly, blood splashed, and Master Drum's head was chopped off.
Casillas was covered in blood, held up Drum's unbelievable head, and howled excitedly. In the dark corner in the distance, Yan Yan frowned slightly. Under his deliberate delay, Casillas The battle between Adams and Drum lasted for a long time, but there was such a big movement in the temple, not only did Ancient One and Doctor Strange not show up, even a volunteer mage didn't show up.
Touching the stubble on his chin, Yan Yan narrowed his eyes and hesitated secretly, whether he should do something secretly to cause some trouble for Casillas. After all, if Dormammu really came, it would not do him any good, besides In the New York Temple, there are dozens of various magical instruments collected by Drum and Ancient One.
Just when Yan Yan was secretly speculating in his heart, suddenly, there was a deafening and crazy whistling sound, and the fire was shining in the darkness not far away, and the hysterical and crazy laughter, accompanied by the deafening roar of the motor, rushed quickly.
Five thousand chapters!I myself was moved! !Reward!Reward! ! ! PS: An old question!Guess who! (Maybe I will magically add more!)
(End of this chapter)
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