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139 Like Magic But Not Magic

Knowing that the great magician Dabbs had gone to the night elf stronghold, Wang Wen rushed over in an airship without stopping.

He didn't even participate in the small celebration party specially organized by the coach.

People who make the coach feel great again and again will always have something in common, they are all humble and diligent.

Even if the original words left by Wang Wen were "It's not to beat people away, but to celebrate the fart."

None of the adjutants who looked at him unpleasantly before "contradicted" him.

They all smile and say "you are busy, you are busy", one is more like Beijing Ba.

After all, the person in charge of the trap himself admitted that the trap has been completed.

Five days of work can be done overnight, and this ability alone is enough to make all adjutants shut up.

What's more, there is also the magic level of a trick to "kill" 100,000 enemy soldiers.

No one dared to offend such a top powerhouse on the continent.

The trend of the war situation is basically controlled by such magic masters.

There has been continuous good news, and the coach is in a good mood.

Order to start the trap immediately.

And pull all the adjutants together, personally take the airship to the trap to appreciate the effect after the trap is activated.

Wait until Wang Wen arrives at the night elves stronghold.

What I saw was a large area of ​​dark red gathered in the distance.

On the top of the stronghold wall stood the worried Dabbs and the elated Moran.

The two looked in stark contrast.

Mo Ran asked Dabbs curiously, "Why are you so worried?"

Dabbs said: "There are too many people." He asked Mo Ran curiously: "Why are you so happy?"

Mo Ran thought about it and smiled happily: "There are too many people!"

Wang Wen arrived in the airship, and before the airship stopped, he jumped off impatiently, rushed to Dabus and said: "The trap has been prepared, we will guard here, you will teach me how to make the **** stone as soon as possible. me?"

Dabbs looked at him suspiciously, pointed to the crimson ocean that could not be seen outside and asked, "So many enemies, the other party should be dispatched in full force, how do you defend?"

"Old Mo!" Wang Wen grabbed Mo Ran, who was jumping around, and solemnly exhorted: "It's up to you at the critical moment! The progress is only over 80 points, so try to rush to the crowded place to disrupt the formation and hold people back. !"

Mo Ran smiled, jumped out of the stronghold and headed straight for the crimson ocean.

Dabbs shouted worriedly: "Hey you."

Wang Wen took him to the stronghold: "Don't worry, he won't die, but if you don't teach me how to make a **** stone, I'll really die."

At this moment, the progress of the aircraft suddenly skyrocketed wildly.

From the original ten o'clock, it was flying like a hurricane, and almost a dozen points were added in the blink of an eye.

In one breath, it was one hundred.

Wang Wen was stunned and turned to look at Moran angrily.

As a result, Mo Ran outside the base was also confused.

He looked at himself, and at the crimson ocean that was still far away, which he hadn't even touched, ripples in his heart:

Could it be that the deeds of eliminating more than 90 giants in one breath last night have already spread to the enemy camp?

The person on the other side recognized him and was frightened to death?

Mo Ran thought about it and thought it was possible, but also felt that the statistical progress of the aircraft was unreasonable.

How can someone who is scared to death be counted on his own head?

He was preparing to have a good theory theory with the aircraft.

Just listen to the mechanical voice announce without emotion.

【The progress of the level is full】

【Please enter the next floor within five minutes, otherwise you will be forced to teleport】

Wang Wen in the stronghold asked the aircraft: "Where did the progress come from?"

【Organization Trap】

"I tested last night to let others use organs to kill the target without progress at all? Is the statistics wrong?"

[The target of the hand crossbow is mainly the manipulator, and the target of the automatic mechanism is mainly the person who lays the trap. The main contributor to the current progress is: Lonely Sandbar Leng 85.610035%]

Wang Wen was shocked, turned his head and asked Zhu Xingguo: "How many organs did you set up last night?"

Zhu Xingguo's face was full of confusion: "Ah? I don't remember, I just remember that Master, you kept saying hurry up."

Wang Wen regretted that his duodenum was aching.

Unwillingly, he asked Dabbs next to him, "Master, in four minutes, can you teach me how to make a **** stone?"

Dabbs shook his head inexplicably: "Naturally it's impossible, what's wrong? Are you in a hurry?"

"Grass.."

Some heart and blood are put to the east.

Wang Wen's eyes were red.

Get on the airship and rush to the front of the crimson ocean in minutes, close your eyes and open them again.

"boom!"

The ground was sunken, and at least thousands of half-human tall creatures were crushed into flesh by the invisible weight.

He closed his eyes again, a little longer this time, about five seconds.

When it opened again, there was a quarter less of the crimson ocean on the ground.

Mo Ran saw that he was on a killing spree, and the desire that he had held all night could finally be released in the last few minutes.

He replaced the [Dharma Hand] very rarely, retrieved a pair of black gloves from the aircraft and put them on.

When the fists touched, there was a flash of lightning between the fists.

The fist raised in the air pierced countless lightning arcs around, and the whole person seemed to become a light group composed of thunder and lightning, "stab la la" fell into the strange pile.

Centered on the drop point.

An area of ​​lightning with a diameter of over a kilometer appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth.

Thunder exploded during the day, and the sky-high electric arc accompanied by intense high temperature carbonized all the organisms in the circle with a diameter of one kilometer.

The dark red ground mixed with blood also became a layer of amber-like crystals.

Mo Ran stood in the center of the circle with his black gloved hands, and this punch killed at least a thousand enemies.

Dabbs in the rear stronghold did not know what magic was released, and he took Zhu Xingguo to appear outside the high temperature circle.

He stared at the large piece of scorched earth in front of his eyes with astonishment, thinking in his heart whether he would be able to achieve this level if he didn't use the forbidden spell.

This continent's top magician, for the first time, seriously watched these newcomers coming from the rear.

As a result, Mo Ran looked at Wang Wen, who was bombarding everywhere in the airship, and was very dissatisfied with his performance.

I felt that hitting me hard with strength alone might not be able to catch up with that neuropathy.

So he took a set out of the aircraft.

Very familiar.

It is the kind of 300-layer rarity that was given to Zhu Xingguo as the apprenticeship ceremony: a simple remote-controlled micro-carrying missile loaded with a small-scale destruction of a high-concentration thermobaric warhead.

"boom!"

The vehicle ignited and propelled, emitting a bright and dark tail flame and a large amount of smoke.

The already extremely high temperature nearby rose again, so startled Dabbs outside the circle couldn't help but stepped back a few steps, watching the flower that was "summoned" by Mo Ran, jumped from the ground, and rose higher and higher. Caiyun, his eyes are a little blurred.

He didn't understand a bit.

What the **** are these people coming from?

What are these seemingly magic tricks that are not magic?

Dabbs' doubts are destined to be unanswered.

When the carrier missile rose to high altitude, Mo Ran silently set the missile landing point to the densest area behind the enemy.

Then gently press the big red button on the remote control.

Four words came out of his mouth.

"Ha~ Lelujah"

The high-altitude missile made a sharp whistling sound and rushed towards the set target location. The movement path of the whole process is about this~www.wuxiahere.com~ The missile disappeared from sight and landed behind the deep red ocean. .

The mainland's top magician, Dabbs, stared at the missile inexplicably.

When he first landed, there was only a dazzling white light in front of him.

The world is quiet.

As if even the wind and air were being absorbed.

Then, the roar of shock waves and high heat swept through, making a muffled sound like a buzzer in his ear cavity.

Dizziness, weak legs, nausea and retching, eyes full of tears and unable to see.

In the distance, where the crimson ocean is most dense.

The air over there is distorted, and you can't see the specific appearance. When you get closer to the ground you can see clearly, there are scattered black charcoal objects, and you can't tell what it is.