[Second chapter, one more chapter. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, I think there will be four more chapters. Do you still have the monthly tickets?]
Salin was the king today, a level-8 Magic Shooter, a level-9 powerhouse, and a level-9 elemental creature. However, Salin was just a beggar with no parents in his childhood. In a place like Scotia, it was impossible to count on the nobles to help him grow up.
Viscount Guge was considered a very kind and naive person among the Scotia nobles, but in his Ciaran City, Salin had almost starved to death.
Salin's fear of hunger had always been hidden deep in his heart. Thus, after he obtained the spatial equipment, he would carry enough food to last him a lifetime. Now that he was a level-8 Magic Shooter, his body had evolved, and his need for food had decreased. However, the memories of his childhood were hard to erase.
In order to detect movements from the outside, the mages in the magic tower would have a magic array specially used to collect sounds. The sound filtered by the magic array would not have any offensive power. This was a necessity for the magic tower. The sound caused by the face on the Fear Angel's chest gave Salin, a mage who was used to negative effects, a headache.
After Salin decisively cut off the connection between the magic tower and the outside world, the noise was still echoing in Salin's mind. Salin used Mental Shock to disperse the voice, but to no avail.
Salin then entered meditation, but found that he could not meditate no matter what. This was bad. If he could not meditate, he would be useless as a mage. Salin frowned, then took out his family badge and released a level-0 spell.
The family badge was the same as before, absorbing Salin's Magic Strings and Mental Power. All sorts of negative effects came one after another, but Salin smiled. After the badge was used, the sound immediately disappeared.
Damn Fear Angel!
Although Salin had gotten rid of the noise in his mind, he could not immediately forget the past that had been forced to recall. For the first time, Salin felt hatred for a monster. This thing had to be killed. Even if his broken jade could control the Fear Angel, Salin did not plan to leave this thing.
"You think I can't do anything to you just because you've isolated the sound?" The Fear Angel circled the magic tower again. The black aura on the surface of the longsword on her shoulder pulsed, as if the blade was shrinking.
Salin watched the Dread Angel's lips move. He couldn't hear what she was saying, but his voice could indeed be heard from the Magic Tower. Salin continued to say to the Fear Angel, "I understand where your power comes from. It's really simple. You use the fear in the hearts of living beings to extract power. It's just a variation of mind magic. As long as the level of any profession is higher than yours, they can easily subdue you. You're a monster with high-level materials all over your body. You'd better not leave. After I refine you, I'll make your soul suffer for eternity! "
The Dread Angel did not take Salin's threat to heart. The equipment left behind by this deity had many weaknesses. He would be able to break through it in about two or three days.
Salin and the Dread Angel were in a stalemate. His Tree of God Magic Tower absorbed the power of the Earth Element, and its defense was astonishing. Even if there were loopholes, the Dread Angel could not break through them due to the quality of the materials used.
At the entrance of the abyss, in a deep cave, the huge statue guarding the entrance stood there silently. They weren't real elemental creatures, but puppets made to look like stone soldiers. After kicking the Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship away, the huge puppet did not chase after it.
Few creatures would approach here. Those that did were killed by the magic circle, the Unicorn White Whale, and these puppets. Even an ordinary Coiled Turtle would be destroyed by that kick.
In the Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship embedded in the rocks, the Winged Skeleton and Nicholas were depressed to find that they could not leave. Because after the kick, the puppet came up and punched a few times, sealing the hole made by the Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship. The hole formed by the Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship collapsed and was compacted by a huge force.
The people in the Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship could not come out through the magic circle at all.
The Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship was the Winged Skeleton's equipment. He could put it away, but after putting it away, once he entered the sea, Nicholas could not withstand the pressure of the sea for a long time. His Fallen Scepter could not support his actions under the sea forever.
There were still many undead in the Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship, and these undead could be put into the Green Spirit Gem. Twenty-four Desolate Warriors were not worried about survival under the water.
The Winged Skeleton told Nicholas about the current situation. Nicholas said, "Even if we go out, are you sure that you can kill the stone statue guarding the cave?"
"If it's just one, I can manage. I can still command these twenty-four Desolate Warriors. These stone statues should be level ten creatures. Twenty-four Desolate Warriors can definitely kill them. " The Winged Skeleton did not hide anything from Nicholas. It would take him a while to cut down a huge stone statue that was more than two hundred meters tall. Not to mention that these stone statues were very powerful.
"After Master rushed over, these things did not seem to attack," Nicholas said.
"You want to chase after them?"
"Are you going to wait here?" Nicholas asked the Winged Skeleton in surprise.
"At least leave a permanent magic coordinate first. Otherwise, Master may not be able to find the way back," the Winged Skeleton said and put away the Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship. He was once trapped by a level nine Magic Shooter with Sigh of the Earth. This time, the shell of the Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship did not stick to the stone, and the ship was not damaged.
It was the first time that Nicholas saw such a strange thing. His body suddenly left the cabin and fell to the ground, which made him, a level nine professional, a bit embarrassed.
Twenty-four Desolate Warriors landed on the ground easily and surrounded it. The giant construct puppet's kick was fast and fierce, and it also had a magic attack. The Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship sank more than ten meters deep into the mountain.
Because the exit was completely sealed, the cave was only the size of the Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship, and there was very little seawater under the feet. Outside the mountain, they were only a hundred meters away from the giant construct puppets.
At a distance of a hundred meters, even the hook-shaped puppet that was in hibernation would notice the commotion here. The Winged Skeleton summoned several Zombie Monsters and let them spit mucus, slowly corroding the mountain rocks.
The Zombie Monsters were only level four creatures, which were insignificant to the construct puppets. They would not attract the attention of the magic array inside the construct puppets. Normally, creatures of this level could not enter the cave at all. Around the abyss, there were winding tunnels. Creatures below level nine could not enter these tunnels, because they would be killed by the magic array inside.
The Fire of Soul of these Zombie Monsters did not disappear because of the Winged Skeleton's help.
After leaving the Coiled Turtle Alchemy Ship, the Winged Skeleton could clearly feel the strong power surging in the cave. This was the power contained in the seabed, which was triggered by the magic array set up by humans. It would never stop.
Fortunately, the mountain rocks were not strong magic materials. The mucus spat out by the Zombie Monsters easily melted the mountain rocks inch by inch. Such a small movement did not attract the attention of the giant construct puppets.
The Winged Skeleton controlled the Zombie Monsters and spent almost four hours to quietly corrode a ten-meter-thick rock into a cave big enough for two people to enter and exit side by side. When the tunnel was about to be opened, the Winged Skeleton had to set up a magic barrier to stop the seawater from pouring in.
The pressure of the seawater here was so great that once the seawater poured in, Nicholas would not only be affected, but the loud noise would also attract the attention of the giant construct puppets outside.
After setting up the magic barrier, the Winged Skeleton carefully asked the Ancient Warriors to take out their daggers and dig the last exit bit by bit. There were many types of magic barriers. The one formed by Necromancy could overflow and repel the seawater. The two Ancient Warriors held their spears and went out.
The Winged Skeleton was the last one. Seeing that the giant construct puppets did not react, it was secretly happy. Nicholas cast a divine spell on himself, Light of Salvation.
Because he was a fallen divine spell, when he cast this divine spell, it did not shine brightly like the divine spells of the God of Light's followers. Instead, his whole body was covered in darkness.
The 24 Ancient Warriors could not be put away. They were between the living and the undead. Even the Winged Skeleton did not know why they did not have the Fire of Soul. Logically speaking, these Ancient Warriors should have died long ago.
With so many level-nine warriors by his side, Nicholas felt a lot more courageous. Holding the Fallen Scepter, he passed through the magic barrier and stepped out of the cave.
With the Light of Salvation around him, the huge pressure of the seawater did not hinder Nicholas' movement. He did some calculations. At this depth, his divine spell could only last for an hour.
Light of Salvation was a level-nine divine spell, a powerful defensive divine spell. Divine Guard could not be used anymore. That was the only power that fallen divine spells could not steal. Nicholas was glad that he had been practicing Light of Salvation all this time. It seemed that he was destined to betray the gods.
Nicholas reminded himself that it was not the time to reminisce. The Winged Skeleton behind him spread its bone wings and quietly pounced out. The double-sided battle axe in his hand had a magic array on its surface that looked like a human's eyes, releasing a black Undead Light. This time, the Winged Skeleton used a pure physical attack spell.
Death Rupture!
The Winged Skeleton was extremely fast. Its bone wings were like fins in the seawater, speeding up its movements. Twenty-four Desolate Warriors followed behind, their spears stabbing towards the giant construct that was over a hundred meters away.
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