... What, turned into ice
Annan's silver-white vertical pupils shrank slightly.
He realized something quickly.
This is a technique Benjamin used to use.
This is the idol school's spell [substitute]!
But the rot... Doesn't he know the magic of the idol school
In the era when the rotten man became a god, the wizard war had not yet started. An alchemist is a pure alchemist. If you want to learn spells from other schools, it is very difficult—unlike now, where spell knowledge is disclosed internally, and as an apprentice of the "Transformation" school, you can also learn spells from other schools...
Salvatore stared at Annan in the room, also a little confused: "This is... what?"
"It's self-cultivation."
Benjamin glanced at it, and replied casually: "Using 'self' as one of the transformations, it is a taboo with a high risk factor.
"Also... don't shout, Annan can't hear him. He has been poisoned."
The old wizard looked deeply at Annan, and said calmly: "The rotten man was a famous perfume master before he became a god. He used some perfume that would become highly poisonous when he mixed it, and murdered the queen mother of the regent without a trace. The story of the newly ascended king regaining his power is recorded in "Red Rose and White Rose"... ”
The sword of light that popped out from Annan's body slowly retracted into his "eyes".
The dismembered ice cubes were melting extremely quickly, falling from his arms and about to fall to the ground.
But at this moment.
Those ice cubes suddenly melted, spraying out a large amount of purple adhesive mucus, sticking Annan's body from all directions. Like a butterfly being embraced in amber.
"Ah."
The rotten man chuckled lightly.
As the hurricane blew—the ice in the air gathered and re-formed the shape of the rotting man behind Annan.
He still wears that white robe and white mask.
There is not even the slightest wound on the body.
"it's over."
Looking at Annan who was trapped in the net, he kept his mask-like smile and snapped his fingers lightly.
Snapped!
It fell with a crisp finger snap.
The purple slime that wrapped Annan exploded instantly!
The air waves rolled up by the explosion collapsed the surrounding walls, bursting out scorching air and thick smoke. Shock waves hit the center from all directions, locking Annan in the air.
Immediately afterwards, an eye behind Annan lost its light again.
Immediately afterwards, those air waves made of haze seemed to go back in time. They just exploded and rolled back again, forming purple slime again.
Before they fell back on Annan, they exploded again the moment they touched the open flame!
Beside Annan, endless explosions suddenly occurred!
Even if an explosion can only kill Annan once, the powerful impact force is enough to hold Annan in place, accepting continuous chain explosions!
Needless to say.
This is a complete dead end.
As long as there is mana to drive it, the high-intensity explosion can continue indefinitely... With the mana of the rotten man, even if it is just a mere projection, it is enough to prolong the explosion for more than three minutes—
"You left nothing long-lived in your sad and short life..."
The corner of the rotting man's mouth slightly raised: "But to be killed by my own hands - this is undoubtedly a magnificent enough ending."
History will remember this moment—
And you will be the backdrop in "The Birth of the Immortal God"!
But the next moment.
Without warning, three beams of light suddenly pierced from Annan's side.
It extended at such a speed that the rotten man hadn't even reacted, and penetrated the rotten man's chest and abdomen in an instant!
Immediately afterwards, the three swords of light were quickly soaked in silver, turned into a solid body, and stuck on the rotting man.
That is the divine art of Silver Lord, [Silver Hand]—
As Annan retracted the lightsaber, he was dragged and quickly escaped from the center of the explosion, and along the path of the lightsaber hit the rotting man again.
But this time, Annan did not open his arms to the rotten husband.
He just laughed and stared at the rotten man with wide eyes.
In his sapphire-like pupils, there seemed to be a childlike light shining.
It was extremely pure, exhilarating joy and excitement!
"-Not always!"
When Annan flew out of the thick fog formed by the shock wave, he clasped his hands and fingers, as if silently praying for something.
It was as if he wanted to smash the rotten man's head off with his fist.
Not Frost Nova.
Not a stall wall either.
Annan's countless golden pupils and pale gold runes that exuded a holy aura turned into silver eyes and black runes in the blink of an eye.
The extremely strong and violent curse force flooded the whole body.
There was an extremely ominous dark aura around Annan's body.
The sharp lightsaber protruding from the "eyes" on his body immediately softened and turned into ice-cold silver-gray tentacles.
The next moment, a silver-gray negative energy storm centered on Annan and suddenly spread to the surroundings!
Just looking directly at the gloomy light, Lin Yiyi felt extremely frightened and trembling.
A chill ran down her spine, and her whole body couldn't help shivering.
As the storm drew nearer, she and Delicious Wind Goose were engulfed in it — trembling even more violently.
But don't wait for her to be knocked into the air.
The room she stayed in was sheltered by a strange golden light. The strong sense of fear in her heart also seemed to fade a lot.
She looked at Benjamin in some perplexity, and there was still fear in her eyes that had not completely receded.
"This is more or less a sanctuary..."
Benjamin sat on the chair, not panicking at all: "This level of negative energy storm... is enough to induce the new god's premonition of danger.
"Although it hasn't been completely born yet, it doesn't need the wisdom of the previous life and the instinct of survival will resist this impact for it."
Annan at level 41 just happened to be able to perfectly exert the full effect of [Reject Life].
Any creature within the range will be knocked back thirty steps without moving towards Annan, and will encounter an immediate death judgment based on the will attribute—
"but… "
Salvatore's tone was a little worried: "Such a powerful spell... it should be a distortion spell, right?"
"Don't abuse the Warp spell, but don't be afraid of it, Thrall."
Benjamin shook his head slightly and sighed softly.
On the other side, Annan followed the only three silver swords and flew towards the rotting man.
The negative energy fluctuations spreading out from his body pushed the rotting man back and forth continuously.
In order not to affect innocent people as much as possible, the direction Annan repelled the rotten man was the sky—and Annan also flew up with the rotten man through the silver sword remaining in the rotten man's body. In order to stabilize his body, Annan also wrapped the rotten's limbs with silver-gray tentacles.
The scene in front of him seemed very strange.
It's like stepping on the right foot with the left foot, and stepping on the left foot with the right foot, it's like flying directly...
Watching Lin Yiyi's live broadcast, someone on the forum blurted out:
"I've seen this trick!
"—This? It's Li Lianhua!"