Fairy’s Box

boom--!

The air was smashed into a turbulent water pattern with overlapping ripples by the impact, and a palm print clearly protruded from the center point, passing through the space with a thunderous momentum, hitting the young wizard heavily.

boom--!

This candidate was hit by a palm in the chest, and the excited expression still remained on his face. The whole person flew upside down with a 'swipe', and smashed into the cliff with a series of afterimages. splash.

Bang bang bang bang!

A dazzling light of different colors appeared on the young mage, with a cyan shield surrounded by wings, a pale golden translucent prismatic mask, a red spherical flame barrier, and a blue oval wave light.

As his figure receded rapidly, there were instant explosions one after another, and along with the sound of the sonic boom, a multicolored light band was dragged out—this was a sign of the continuous collapse of the candidate's protective equipment.

Whoosh-!

At the moment when his last magic item collapsed, the young mage had been sent to the mid-air of the canyon, with the blue sky as pure as water above, and the bottomless abyss with white mist churning below.

"what!!!"

At this time, the strength of the slap just dissipated, and the candidate only had time to let out a miserable howl, put on a dog-planing style of swimming, and plunged into the bottomless canyon, leaving only the shrill howl. Echoes over the cliffs.

"..."

In the deep crater smashed by the meteorite, Yale took back his slap back posture, waved his arms to sweep away the volatilized smoke, and patted the dust on his body, then lifted his legs and stepped out of the crater, facing Lin Hai without turning his head. Go deep.

Hearing that guy's accent sounded like a Rosevian, and he was from the Upper Gaul province, it would be better to scare such a young man who is ignorant.

When the straight figure of the black-haired knight gradually disappeared into the depths of the jungle and disappeared into the mottled and messy lines of sunlight, a faint sobbing sound suddenly sounded below the giant tree and the cliff.

On the cliff on the left side of the cliff, about 30 yards from the top of the cliff, the young mage was hung by a twig that jutted out of the pine tree, and was suspended from the cliff.

"..."

The former candidate, who was hanging in the air like a doll on a sunny day, his lips were trembling at a rapid rate, and expressions of surprise, doubt, worry, fear and sluggishness appeared on his face.

"Woooooo! Mom! I'm going back to study and I'll never be a pirate again!"

He lowered his head and glanced at the abyss of the unfathomable canyon. Before he could enjoy the joy of escaping from death, he was frightened by his current situation and urinated his pants. sobbed.

...

In the dark forest halfway up the peak of Cosius, the screams of the candidates resounded in the sky, like a shrill musical note, disturbing the solemn tranquility of this mountain rooted in the sea.

All kinds of bird colonies are like waves of different colors, following the notes composed of human screams, screaming and soaring from the forest sea, throwing down a rain curtain of feathers.

Yale went on a rampage all the way, pushing trees against trees, crossing rivers against rivers, hitting beasts and grabbing people when he saw them. He circled the forest in the middle of the mountain at subsonic speed, grabbing a total of 85 magic nameplates.

The direct election of the commander-in-chief of the Combined Fleet was very successful. It really fooled many aspiring young people with a lot of money to participate. The Pirate Council, who counted the money and got cramps, distributed almost a thousand magic nameplates.

That is to say, in the hands of the black-haired knight alone, eighty-five candidates have lost all their money, gave away a large sum of money, and went home crying to find their mother.

This is not to mention Kara and the others who are making a fuss in Linhai. If the robbery goes well, the Blackbeard Pirates have now obtained at least 200 magic nameplates.

The time when the dust of the direct election event landed is today's sunset, which means that he still has about half of the day's events to collect nameplates. According to the current progress, it is definitely more than enough.

But Yale felt that it was not enough. Most of the candidates were indeed sheep to be slaughtered, and there was no power at all if they were not organized. However, the speed of harvesting the nameplates by the other three might not be much slower than their own, and it is more secure to have the nameplates that are as strong as about half of them as soon as possible.

Therefore, some unconventional methods are still needed.

"..."

The black-haired knight stopped, his broad shoulders twisted slightly, his arms suddenly stretched out, and the invisible airflow suddenly shook a column of air, instantly tearing the green leaves of the densely knotted branches above.

Of all the attacking skills he has mastered, there is probably no one that can scare people more than Fel Mask. After all, even Hailong, the head of the generals of the sea, was frightened and deceived by Natou.

Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-!

The rotating wind column became thicker and thicker, gradually revealing a layer of fragmented dark lacquer light from the inside to the outside. A wisp of black smoke floated on Yalei's face, and the wind column and the broken light were instantly adsorbed to his face, forming a pitch-black hideous light. mask.

...

Chong——!

Several sword lights crisscrossed the space, and at the position where the sword edge extended forward, a densely woven silver thread flashed from the branches of a forest in the distance, and then smashed and collapsed together with the entire forest.

Among the sawdust flying like yellow sand, several candidates with completely different clothes and equipment stood on the flat ground in various hidden postures, staring at the opposite side in a stunned manner.

"If you don't want to get hurt, hand over your nameplate immediately."

The red-haired gaze lowered, and his fingers moved the narrow sword, turning a snow-white circular arc of light, and slowly retracting the scabbard.

"..."

Several candidates swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and touched their necks after realizing it, and suddenly felt a chill go straight to their foreheads, and handed over the magic nameplate without hesitation.

"very good."

The redhead put a few nameplates in his bag, and immediately raised his eyes to look in the direction of Lin Hai, his pupils immediately shrank slightly - there was darkness in that direction, and a huge mask like a dark cloud almost cut off half of the clear sky.

As the hideous mask slid at a low altitude isolated from the sun, bursts of deep and distant, double vibrato with a metallic honed tone, blew down to the forest sea like a typhoon:

"It's not easy to spend 50 million Baileys and risk being killed to get to the peak of Cosmos overnight. This piece of nameplate is related to your future, and it's not surprising how hard you look. But your strength Mediocre, weak-willed, slow, and vulnerable to a single blow, what can you do if you keep the magic nameplate? Right!?"

The low voice whistled the leaves of the forest, and scared the candidates. Although they resisted, as long as they turned around and glanced at the nightmare-like mask, their courage evaporated like ice in the hot summer.