MTL - Stormwind God-Chapter 9 Death and counterattack again

The mind was confused, and the wind was in his ears. Duke woke up from a sudden pain under the right rib. In a somewhat confused vision, he found that the scene had changed from the flickering North County Abbey to the Irvine Forest covered with dark branches. Already.

"Boy, can you hear me?"

"Uh ..." Listening to the other's deliberately suppressed voice, Duke knew it was impossible for him to know who the other was. By the way, Duke swears he doesn't know this guy at all.

Opening his mouth wide, Duke found that he could only spit out a blood bubble and couldn't speak at all. Until this time, Duke found that he had been pierced into a dagger under his right rib. The paralytic poison didn't make him feel that sensitive. However, the pain was still beyond the scope of paralytic poison, which caused Duke a lot of heartache.

"Boy, let you die to understand. If you do n’t make Sir Brando so embarrassed during the day, maybe the Brando family will take you into the family and be a family mage at the door. ... hah ... unfortunately your talent. "

"Uh ..." Duke tried to curse, but the puncture of the dagger caused a large amount of blood to flow into his lungs. He was overwhelmed by blood and was speechless.

mom! of!

Sure enough, the aristocracy has nothing good!

An emotion called regret stained Duke's heart. As a law-abiding university animal, Duke's heart still hasn't changed, so he won.

It was incredibly simple to fall under the revenge of the opponent, and Brando just sent a thief who knew nothing about it and brought him down.

"Boy, don't think anyone will give you a shot. No matter how talented you are, you can't be transformed into strength. You are still the fragile little guy. Rest assured, I will take good care of you." The other person grabbed Duke's face and forced Twisting Duke's neck, pointing to a slightly hazy distance.

It was by the lake, with some rough triangular houses. Then there were a large number of monsters with fish-like upper body but strange humanoid limbs.

Duke recognized it immediately.

"Yes! Murloc!" The other side laughed wildly: "A kid who is unfamiliar with life, can't sleep in excitement at night, and then accidentally strolls into the Irvine Forest, and meets the terrible Murloc It was eaten. Isn't this a perfect script? At least no one can doubt that there is evidence to prove that it was Sir Brando. "

Duke's body trembled. Thinking of his body about to be torn by those sharp, smelly teeth, Duke was sick.

It was dark, and Duke was dead.

The opponent still overestimated Duke's small body. Perhaps in the other person's opinion, the civilian boy can boil for about 20 minutes.

"What? This is dead !? I also want to hear your screams when you are devoured by the mermaid, and then use magic crystal to record a bad deal with Master Brando." The other side looked annoyed, but in an instant He let go: "Forget it, take back the residue from the murmur after devouring his body, and let the adult know that he had suffered enough before he died, and that's just fine."

Anyway, the thief assassin stepped forward, trying to drag Duke's leg, pick him up again, and throw it over to the murloc.

The moment he picked up Duke, he suddenly noticed that the weight on his shoulder had disappeared.

"Oh! Really? Then I use the same method to deal with you, then you have no problem, right?" Duke's cold voice sounded like a ghost behind the thief.

The sound of the system spirits kept ringing in Duke's ears. The continuous voice should be very slow and take a lot of time. Duke found that the sound was compressed, just like an advanced computer can complete it in one second. I do not know how many billions of calculations, the system's sound turned into text, patterns, and even the information of the mind synchronization that Duke can understand.

In the outside world, not even a thousandth of a second passed.

"It is detected that the host is in a major crisis. The enemy's reaction time is expected to be 0.3 seconds. The casting process is ignored ... It is detected that there is no borrowable element from the outside world, and the host's mana is automatically extracted ... In the entropy calculation, the spell model is reset ... ... "

"Special skills [Qingding Shenxian] activate."

"[Qingding Shenxian]: The super-magic feat can automatically ignore the cast time of the next non-instant magic and change it to instant."

"The system automatically calibrates ... 1st [Pyroblast] launch!"

There was no time to react, and the thief was horrified to find a blazing flame of light behind him, and a flame-like firestone smashed over him ...

"Hmm--" Unsuspectingly, this rogue brother almost ate Duke's [Pyroblast]! The whole person flew out and plunged into flames, making a scream of screaming.

ended?

Do not! not yet!

Duke didn't know how strong this guy really was. He endured the discomfort caused by the system's forced firing of [Pyroblast] just now, he almost swallowed the vomiting in the chest and abdomen and began to rub. The second [Pyroblast].

Duke doesn't know if he can succeed or if his mana is enough. Instinctively feels that this guy is definitely not going to hang up, and he must make up a note.

The system beeps continuously: "Detection of mana backwash detected in the host, the chance of casting failure increased by 38.78%, and the elemental input of fire will be automatically balanced ... The casting time is extended to 8 seconds, and the magic power is increased ..."

8 seconds!

Decided to live and die in 8 seconds!

If there was a choice, Duke would never stupidly stand rubbing the fireball for seven seconds. The tragedy is that Duke, the so-called magic apprentice, has only one such spell. He mastered [Pyroblast] without any clue, but he did not even [Fireball] before [Pyroblast].

Facing a thief with high agility and high speed, who is more powerful than himself, Duke knows that his other melee attacks will be invalidated.

Only rubbing [Pyroblast]!

The thief still rolled on the ground while bathing in fire. Although [Pyroblast], in addition to the immediate damage, the fire wound around him could cause continuous damage, but Duke clearly saw that the fire was weakening.

When the thief recovered, it was Duke's death.

8 seconds! The eight seconds that lasted for 800 years have finally passed. With the hope of Duke's lore to kill his opponent, a brazier-like flame ball was pushed out of Duke's palm again.

A detail that destroyed all the hopes of Duke, because Duke found in horror that the rolling thief stopped tumbling and raised his head, his eyes opened, it was a pair of fierce and expressive Killing eyes-boy, I'm going to break you to pieces!

That's what those eyes said!