Realistic Game

  Chapter 111 Burned mental power (four more)

   "Hey, I can't stand it at the beginning."

  The player shook his head regretfully, and then returned to the team. Mo Lan looked at the charging knight team and silently gave him a thumbs up.

  Upstairs, Viscount Larsen looked at the player trying to defend, his face flushed, and he gritted his teeth.

   "Go to death, go to death, go to death all."

  At this moment, Mo Lan stopped and raised his right hand.

"Prepare!"

  Boom! boom! boom!

   Seven or eight fireballs released in advance flew out and hit the charging knight. The knight did not make any movement, and the fireball was hit by sparks.

   "Puff!"

  The angry Viscount Larson suddenly couldn't help but smiled when he saw this scene, half of his face smiled, half of his face was angry, and his face became extremely weird.

The other nobles beside    couldn’t help but laugh, the originally gloomy complexion gradually eased, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, chatting easily, it felt like watching an expectant performance.

  "It's really an amazing fireball show, the close contact of the condensed high-temperature fireball and grudge.

  Every flame burst is an interpretation of beauty, which is simply the embodiment of art.

  Next, please enjoy the art of killing! "

  An aristocrat sang, causing other aristocrats to smile easily.

  Mo Lan looked at a few broken fireballs, without saying anything, his hands were raised empty, and his lips slightly opened.

   "Fireball!"

  In an instant, the fire element in the environment quickly became active, and one spell model after another took shape, and then turned into fiery fireballs.

  One, two, three, eighty six, eighty eight!

  The existence of eighty-eight fireballs made the temperature at the gate of the city rise rapidly.

  The fireball that flew forward was intervened by Mo Lan's mental power, and the flight path directly changed slightly.

  Mo Lan has a serious face, and the ink cartridge rotates at a high speed in his mind, calculating real-time data one by one.

  The fireball in the sky has undergone dazzling changes. Several fireballs flew away, and the remaining four fireballs gathered together and condensed.

  Afterwards, a complex three-dimensional figure appeared in mid-air.

  Finally reached the most critical step.

   "The spell model in the spell slot is a condensed spirit. Since it was possible before, now."

   Mo Lan’s mental power is in place, forming a long and thin line of magic power to connect the fireballs together, but there is no change.

   "No way, almost. Resonance!"

  Mo Lan adjusts his mental power to the same frequency as the fireball.

  However, at this moment, a violent burning sensation appeared in Mo Lan's mind, and the severe pain made him grit his teeth.

  The fire element violently fluctuating rapidly surging in the mental power channel. At this moment, the fire element in the environment became active again.

  There seemed to be an invisible vortex in the sky, sweeping the fire element, all flooding into this huge magic model.

  And all this has only passed for a second or two, the fireball has not even flew out of Mo Lan's spiritual power enveloped.

  As soon as he left the range covered by Mo Lan's spiritual power, the spell model was completed.

  Everyone only saw more than 80 fireballs undergoing a series of dazzling flights and then turned into a huge fireball.

  The spell model is turned into a fireball, which is quickly compressed under the pressure of the spell model.

  The crimson red of the fireball turned into pure blue, and the pure blue flames lightly jumped. The 1.5-meter-diameter fireball brought extremely high temperature, and the air was twisted where it passed.

  Boom!

  The pure blue fireball collided head-on with the charging team. There was a loud noise, and everyone seemed to be unable to hear the sound.

   Then there was a big earthquake, Mo Lan staggered, Xu Zongxin behind him hurriedly supported him.

  Mo Lan shook slightly, let him loosen it, and stood still.

  The shock wave swept across the earth, then turned into a violent gust of wind, whizzing past.

  A huge pit as large as a basketball court appeared at the gate of the originally flat city. There was nothing in the center of the pit, and it was faintly reflective under the sun.

Viscount Larson froze as soon as he smiled on his face, staring blankly at the pit on the ground.

  The nobleman who sent this team of knights, just said that he was alive when the knights were alive.

  The smiles on other people’s faces disappeared quickly as soon as they appeared, showing shocked expressions.

  There was even a nobleman who collapsed to the ground in the shock.

   But the netizens in the live broadcast room of Shiying, the Queen’s anchor, burst into laughter.

   "Hahaha, awesome, Mo God is awesome!"

   "This is so great at the beginning of the game. Then you can get it in the later stage of the game. Wouldn't it be a matter of planting mushrooms with one hand, and the world is peaceful?"

   "I think it's too abnormal and it affects the balance of the game.

  @GM, cut the sword girl. "

   "Puff."

   "Oh, I also think it's a bit too strong. This mage is just like shooting missiles. How will the soldiers play in the future?

  How to play other professions? "

  " Didn’t you see it upstairs? This is a big move launched by a group of eighty-eight wizards. What is a wizard?

  In addition, won't the fighters resonate with vindictiveness? This is eighty-eight wizards fighting ten warriors. If you think about it, eighty-eight warriors will resonate with each other.

  Finally, I would like to remind you that there are no other professions besides mages and warriors.

  If you have time to talk about this, create one yourself. "

   "The God of Ink is simply amazing. He actually created such a strong mage career with his own power, and it was announced that it has directly become the number one popular career with higher expectations than fighters."

  "Good guy, a player played himself as a game planner."

   "Mom asked me why I should kneel and watch the live broadcast."

  At this time, the most central large castle in Red Maple City.

  A strong man with a pin-like beard on his chin sits in the study, tapping his fingers on the desk lightly.

  "An array of decisive battles at the gate of the North City? Do these projectors think that they can defeat the Cavaliers by playing some tricks?

  Although I don’t know how the previous Cavaliers team disappeared, but with the strength of Larsen and the others, you still can't beat it by far.

  Using conspiracy and tricks can kill a knight squad~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but it is impossible to kill the second knight squad. "

  Earl Red Maple fell into contemplation.

  "Would you like to protect these projector guilds? Their business talents are indeed shocking. No matter what it is in their hands, it can become valuable and more valuable.

   But lawlessness, there is no nobleman in his eyes, and he doesn’t understand respect. Sometimes he dares to provoke the nobleman just because a few civilians have died. It is to beat the nobleman, and the strength is not weak now."

  Earl Red Maple pondered for a long time.

"Forget it, let Larson and the others suppress and suppress the character of the projectors first. When they have the concept of respect and inferiority, and when they know how to respect the nobles, I will come forward to be a good person and put this group of projectors into the account. For my use."

  Earl Red Maple made a decision in his heart, with a haughty smile on his face.

  But at this moment, there was a sound of rapid footsteps outside.

   "Master Earl, Master Earl!"

  　 There is still at night, where is the applause?

  (End of this chapter)