The two of them leaned together for a short while, and then Lord Lingwu quickly took half a step to the side, sizing up the meteorite in front of him calmly. Naturally, there will be no real meteorites falling from the sky under the seabed. This should also be an ancient magic that the two of them have never touched.
It was terrifying in terms of destructive power, and the ground was already covered with cracks like spider webs. If Lide hadn't pulled her back in time, Lord Lingwu would have been seriously injured, there is no doubt about it. She also knew it in her heart, so this time she didn't scold Lide for meddling in his own business, and ignored the physical contact just now.
"It's difficult now..."
Lid narrowed his eyes and murmured. Originally thought to be an opponent who is good at ice attributes, now it is completely impossible to predict what kind of offensive the opponent will take next. The attacks coming from the mist are all tricky ultra-ancient magic, and it may be unbearable to eat a few rounds casually.
Lord Lingwu frowned and fell into deep thought.
At this moment, the voice of the little ghost suddenly sounded in Lid's mind:
"Hey, can you hear me? I checked carefully just now, and there is no other magic around you. Most of the magic just now was released by consuming the black mist around you. This is the only source of magic. Because you Being in such a high-concentration magical environment, the perception of the same type of magical power has become very dull, and it is difficult for you to notice the magic before it hits!"
Lide thought for a while, and asked Lord Lingwu:
"Did you say that high concentrations of mana can cause all kinds of dangers, including this?"
Lord Lingwu quickly replied:
"How is it possible. High concentrations of magic power will indeed cause many dangers, but most of them are single large-scale natural disasters like sandstorms. The more destructive magic is, the more precise control is required. It makes no sense for disordered magic power to form such a disaster." A level of magic."
Lied's face didn't look very good. He raised his hand and burned the thorns protruding from the ground to ashes, and asked while dodging the arrow rain formed by the thunder:
"What if... is under control?"
The Lord of Lingwu clenched the hand holding the fire sword, his eyes turned cold, and he said in an uncompromising tone:
"Impossible, Kleiners didn't resurrect so early. I've seen it. The annoyance that flowed into the North Sea is not enough to release its soul, and the number of blood souls is also lower than the actual demand. Judging from the time, even if it wakes up, it is still in the weak stage... "
Lide raised his hand and blasted the unavoidable thunder away, and said to Lord Lingwu:
"There is no other explanation. The magic power here comes from Kleinus, and others can't use it even if they want to. Even if Kleinus is not controlling it himself, it is probably the mechanism left by it that can use this magic power to achieve fast charging. Yes. This is troublesome. The magic power here is almost inexhaustible, and the magic offensive is naturally endless. There is still hope of survival if you rush over in one breath. Staying here can only be a slow death. "
Lord Lingwu clenched his teeth. Knowing that what Lide said was reasonable, she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
If the magic just now was really controlled by Klenas, it means that its resurrection progress is much faster than she expected, which is definitely not a good thing for her.
Even if it wasn't controlled by Kleinus, but just like what Lied said, it was some mechanisms powered by Kleinus' magic power, the Spirit Martial Lord couldn't feel at ease either. Obviously, Kleinus only seeped out such a thick magic power during his resurrection. If it really set up this kind of mechanism in advance, it meant that it had already guessed that someone would visit it when it was resurrected.
Lord Lingwu always has the feeling that his plans have been seen through.
If Kleiners had been prepared, would he have been able to succeed
Countless questions came to mind.
In a trance for a while, Lord Lingwu only felt something roaring towards him. She released the flame barrier reflexively, but the roaring waterspout instantly cut her flames and scattered them, and the water arrow with white foam directly pierced her neck.
At that moment, Lid stretched out his hand and blocked it for her. The gaps in the locks of the Black Flame Armor could not stop the intrusion of water, the water arrow exploded, and Lide's palm was instantly bloody. Blood water fell down with a patter, and the broken waterspout splashed half of Lid's body.
Lide wiped the water off his face, and shouted at Lord Lingwu word by word:
"Yu! Qing! Zhao!"
Clearly blaming her for being distracted.
When the name was heard, Lord Lingwu's eyes widened instantly, and the dazed look disappeared immediately. She gritted her teeth, and the flames instantly swept away, sweeping away most of the elemental magic that came from all directions. Lord Lingwu regained his sober and indifferent appearance, looked at Lide and said:
"Go. I promise to take you out of here, and I will."
She turned around, and the red and gold robe covered Lid's face, and the red sleeves brushed Lid's arm. As soon as Lord Lingwu stepped on the ground, he rushed forward. In an instant, countless magic shots shot at her, and Lord Lingwu swung his sleeves to block them all.
It doesn't matter if it's a trap or not, because she has no way out.
In these hundreds of years, she has never retreated!
I have also pondered over whether to give up on many cold nights with a heavy heart, and I have burst into tears in the pain of being separated from my soul and body. When I realized that I gradually forgot the hatred, I stabbed myself with a knife in horror, and recalled the original feelings with the unforgettable pain; I also fell asleep on the throne in fatigue and exhaustion, and my dreams were full of iron horses and mountains and rivers tragic and desolate.
How many times have I thought "Let's let go after this life is over" and "Isn't it possible to develop Lingwu now?" But when I look back, I find that the mountain of corpses and sea of blood seem to be right in front of me. Countless people who loved her or hated her died for her, and the innocence of youth needs to be repaid with too many years of loneliness.
The unstoppable magic pierced her shoulder, bringing up a string of crystal clear blood beads.
Lied sighed and chose to follow. He didn't follow Lord Lingwu, but walked side by side with her, and the black flame armor ignited raging flames, helping her share half of the magic that hit her. Lord Lingwu glanced at him silently and said nothing.
Not long ago, Li De told Lord Lingwu that he and her were comrades-in-arms at any rate, but Lord Lingwu felt nothing in his heart. Because she knew very well that it was just Lide's wishful thinking. Even without him, Lord Lingwu could solve those problems very well, it just took some time. On the contrary, Lide broke her meridians when he just came down, which was a complete delay.
But for now, at least for now...
Lide panted heavily, and while running forward, he said:
"Listen, Zhaozhao. I wanted to say it a long time ago. There is no difference between Lingwu and Yongtian in essence. One day the past tragedy will happen again. But you don't have to worry about anything, as long as I have a breath, Lingwu will never be able to take down these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."