Jerry nodded, then said again: "By the way, boss, let's go to Stankovic again today? See if Riddle has the talent to become summoners." "Your mental power is The result of practicing the "Dynamite Diamond Sutra", what do you think can be done by anyone? Besides your previous silver exercises, let alone the spiritual power-related training, you also practice the physical resistance. It's not like this!" When Jerry asked, I explained to him patiently. "Always give it a try! In case there are one or two freaks among the three of them!" Jerry said unwillingly. Maybe he is holding the idea of blessing and sharing. Hey, it's better to let him give up. "Okay, let's go." I nodded and agreed to Jerry's request.
Jerry, I, Firenze, Riddle and Lawrence appeared at the entrance of the alley last night, waiting to walk in, but a faint smell of blood in the air caught my attention. Before I could give a warning, Jerry said: "Boss, something is wrong. There is blood!" Jerry drew his double-edged axe from behind and looked around vigilantly. Firenze and Riddle also increased their vigilance.
Going forward, the smell of blood is getting heavier and heavier. Even Lawrence frowned and went all the way to the small hut that Stankovic took us into yesterday. We finally discovered the source of the bloody smell: outside the door lay the dead bodies of several fighters, which looked like bronze ones. Grade fighter, a hole was pierced in his chest by a strange weapon. There are probably four or five such corpses lying there. I frowned and reached out to stop Jerry who was about to knock on the door. "Looking at your eyes wide, do you feel anything?" When Jerry heard me say this, he tentatively released a mental force, "Less than one meter away from the door, a soft barrier blocked it. It's weird to stop my mental power!" Withdrawing my mental power, Jerry scratched his head and said in wonder.
Sure enough, I was right. I stopped Jerry because I noticed such a slight energy fluctuation in the air. Very familiar, but it seems that they are forced together and are very unstable. From time to time, there is also proliferation. Riddle said cautiously: "Space Master, four!" Four! As soon as he heard this number, Jerry almost bit his tongue in shock: "Is it the same level as the mage my family has hired to make the space ring?"
By the way, I said why this wave of fluctuations is so familiar, it turns out to be spatial fluctuations! I just don’t understand something like energy. No matter what energy it is, it is always a kind of energy. However, I am not good at it, but someone is good at it! I summoned the guards I had withdrawn before. The little tiger yawned as soon as he came out: "Ah... Is that little girl done? Huh. That's not right." After speaking, he found that he was no longer in the hotel. "Where are they? Who are they?" The soldier looked at Firenze and the others, turned his head and asked me.
"They are my brothers, but it is not important. You can show this energy fluctuation. Do you understand?" The supervisor looked up and down the energy fluctuations around them, and finally patted his mouth boredly: "Just Call me out because of this tatter? This thing is a formation!" Formation? For the first time, I really knew: "What is the formation?" The soldier looked at me with an idiotic look. I am embarrassed to stare.
"Is it a magic circle?" Although Jerry didn't know how capable this little tiger was, but when he saw this tiger in a coma before, he knew it was definitely not easy, plus seeing only the holy The beast has the ability to speak. So the tone is somewhat respectful. "Just something is called a formation? Don't insult the formation kid." The guard glanced contemptuously at the magic circle in front of him: "This thing is a space energy array, it's not very useful, but it can isolate the sound. Looking at these energy fluctuations, it should be a few novices!" After the supervising soldier said, he stretched out a claw and slowly stretched it towards the barrier. "Hey, he has a barrier!" Jerry reminded him when he saw the guards' nonchalant appearance. "Boy, I know, shut your mouth." Jerry said nothing.
Slowly sliding down, a silver light flashed, and a gap appeared above the barrier, followed by the supervising soldiers swiftly passing a few times, only to hear the crisp sound of "pop", the spatial fluctuations disappeared. What followed was the roar of monsters, the clash of weapons and the roar of the crowd. "Something went wrong, go there. Stankovic is afraid it's dangerous!" I left this sentence behind, and I opened the door first. Walked in.
"Punch" four mouthfuls of blood simultaneously vomited out from the four people in white magic robes sitting around. All four of them had bronze wands symbolizing magic on their chests. Four bronze mages!
"Someone broke in!" One of them was backlashed by magic, and after a loud shout, he fell to the side.
The sound of fighting all around stopped abruptly, and the offensive side looked at the four fainted Space Magicians blankly, not knowing what to do for a while. Only one young man with a blade face heard that sentence. I was shocked at first, then seemed to think of something, cheered up. Yelled: "Everyone killed the old man in one go!"
"It's so lively? Stop it!" Outside the gate, I watched Stankovic under attack and hurriedly stopped talking. The young man on the blade heard the thunderous roar in his ear. His mind was shocked, the attack on his hand stopped, and he looked at me outside the door. A look of surprise and doubt.
I probably glanced around. In addition to the sword-faced youth, there were dozens of fighters standing in the courtyard, all of which were actually bronze! "What a big handwriting!" I whispered secretly.
"Grandpa Stankovic, are you okay?" I greeted him far away.