Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chapter 157 Green Torrent

Prelude to March Cherry Blossoms.

The flowers in the cherry blossom forest bloomed, and some petals were carried to the sky by the wind.

and fell at his feet.

The Three-Step Pagoda is a place where people like the new but dislike the old. Bai Mo just came out of it.

The more people come, the less responsive it becomes. But there are always gains. His music system has reached the intermediate level three.

The sound waves passed over the falling pale pink petals, and the scene of Qing Campus thousands of meters away came into mind.

It’s another year of main campus assessment.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Bai Mo took it out.

It was news from the Spark Trial Network, and the purge operation had begun.

What was given to Bai Mo was a place where Lan Yi was suspected to be hiding. There were ten black-clad priests clearly found there, and there was also a man whose identity was suspected to be blue-clad.

Bai Mo even saw a few exact names, and it was difficult for him to imagine how the lurking judges passed them on.

Of course these names are not real, but today, they are real.

In addition, the text message also reminded that there were two judges working with him.

That location is a private transportation port located on the long river. It is a small port dedicated to transporting goods for exclusive companies.

It's some distance from here.

"Wind Rail - Escape!"

There was a faint flash of green light in his eyes, and wisps of pale white wind appeared.

Bai Mo's figure is like a broken sand sculpture, falling into the desert bit by bit, blending into the pale white wind moving forward in the air.

Flying into the sky in a blink of an eye, he lightly crossed the steel forest and landed on a tall tree beside a mighty river.

The fifth-level wind track can not only blend into its own wind, integrating the whole person with the wind, but also only needs to continuously provide magic energy to prevent the fifth-level wind track from exiting the air state.

More importantly, Escape can support the mage's high-altitude flight just like the Wings of Wind.

This is completely different from the previous use of wind rails to make yourself fly.

The only shortcoming is that there is no speed and other changes of the Wind Wings.

Except for the space system, all elementary magics have the power of elementary magic and only the changes of seven stars.

The wind track suddenly stopped, and Bai Mo's figure appeared. On the relatively empty port, a man wearing the uniform of the Trial Society stood. It seemed that someone had arrived before him, and because of the angle, he couldn't see his face clearly.

Everyone at the port saw him. In fact, he had just appeared.

He was not in a hurry to show up, and the oath imprint in his mind rang with a sentence.

'Judge, ambushing in secret, preparing for rescue, I will seduce'

'receive'

With a slight movement of thought, Bai Mo replied.

He gently touched the branch next to him with his finger, waved the strings, and took in all this in his heart. He looked at the tower with white eyes.

There are many black beasts hiding in the storage room over there. It seems that the Black Holy See has not escaped here.

There is another Spark Judge approaching from the dark side, hiding in the shadows.

"The judge is handling the case. Everyone who hears this, please come to the port!"

A rough and wild voice like a lion's roar came from the man's mouth, almost making Bai Mo think that he was a music mage.

However, as a phonetic mage, Bai Mo remembered who he was as soon as he heard this voice.

"This guy is too reckless." A male voice hidden in the shadows was as low as a mosquito.

But he also said what Bai Mo was thinking. Are you really not afraid that the Black Church will attack in groups or flee in all directions because of these words?

Soon, more than fifty people gathered in the open space in front of the man, including what seemed to be the top manager of the place.

Through sonic detection, Bai Mo discovered that no one was hiding secretly.

The manager was wearing a decent shirt, silver-rimmed glasses, and looked polite.

After he arrived at the port, he even helped the trial organizer line up.

After finishing, he came forward to ask.

"Master Judge, all the employees here are here, and a few are here to discuss some business."

Sikong Wen glanced at the smiling man indifferently, but didn't say anything, only the voice continued to sound.

"Come forward when I read the names, Duan Ming, Wang Yuan, Qian Fei."

Soon two middle-aged men who looked very ordinary came to the front.

"Qian Fei, who is Qian Fei?" Sikong Wen looked at the group of people in front of him and saw that most of them were looking in the same direction, it was the gentle man.

Following the instructions of their gazes, Sikong Wen also cast his eyes on this gentle man, and saw a brighter smile on his face, which was even gentler than the spring sunshine.

"Master Judge, I am Qian Fei. I wonder what you want from us. Why are you investigating?"

Looking at him, Sikong Wen said three words expressionlessly, "Black Holy See."

"I am not the Black Church! Sir!" the gentle man exclaimed, taking two steps forward to hug Sikong Wen's leg.

The ground suddenly fluctuated, and the gentle man was directly restrained in place. Then Sikong Wen said calmly, "Whether you are part of the Black Church or not, we have our own high-level psychic mages to screen you and judge whether you will wrongly accuse a good person. Likewise, we will not let any bad people go."

After he finished speaking, a magic-forbidden handcuff appeared on his hand, and he had to cuff it on the gentle man first.

The gentle man also stretched out his hand obediently, and while muttering slightly tremblingly, "I am not the Black Vatican," he allowed Sikong Wen to slowly put the shackles on him.

boom!

At this moment, there was a loud noise, and the tower on the side collapsed. A large group of black beasts screamed out, with bloodthirsty eyes in their eyes, and rushed towards the people gathered in the open space.

The originally orderly crowd became chaotic, and various voices merged into one. The gentle man in front of him also collapsed on the ground with his legs weak.

Sikong Wen frowned, but without making any other move, he knelt down as a gentle man and put on the magic handcuffs, and yelled at the same time.

"Quiet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark cage suddenly enveloped the rushing black beast. It was another shadow mage secretly taking action.

The chaos did not subside after the black beast was restrained, perhaps because the secret judge was fished out. Immediately afterwards, several distorted sounds sounded.

"Quick! Kill him and we will escape immediately!"

Then we saw workers standing in a square formation. The first two rows of people had various magical lights on their bodies.

Fierce fists blasted out and thunderbolts landed. There were also evil spider traps secretly laid, all of which shrouded Sikong Wen.

Sikong Wen's body lit up with an earthy yellow light, and he suddenly flew back a hundred meters. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and a purple-blue thunderbolt fell, crushing the curse mage.

On the other side, a shadow flew from the shadows and rescued the panicked ordinary people one by one.

Only twelve mid-level mages were left on the field, constantly casting magic and attacking Sikong Wen like a tide. "Hmph! None of you can save the insects of the Tribunal." A twisted and cold voice like a regional evil spirit suddenly disturbed the spiritual world of Sikong Wen and the shadow mage.

The powerful musical attack directly shocked their souls. The magic of the two people suddenly collapsed, and the shadow mage also appeared.

However, Sikong Wen's originally rhythmic evasion was suddenly interrupted. Facing the hurricane and thunder coming towards him, he could only use his own shield and armor.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow mage's rule of Si Ye suddenly collapsed, and a large group of black beasts rushed toward the ordinary people like a flood.

The shadow mage, on the other hand, struggled to dodge the magic bombings of the black-clothed priests with his magical equipment.

"Damn it, didn't you say three people? There's still one more!"

The shadow mage gritted his teeth and thought while dodging a thunderbolt. He continued to resist the attacks in the spiritual world, but his eyes were fixed on the gentle man who was originally paralyzed on the ground.

The fear on that face has turned into indifference and coldness.

His hands suddenly turned into countless flying insects, revealing the red and black sections behind them. If you look carefully, you will find that there are countless insect eggs floating in those sections.

The handcuffs were eaten away by countless flying insects. The gentle man stood up slowly and smiled softly.

"Two boys who have just entered the high level dare to come and arrest me? Then let you bathe in the divine power of the Holy Cult and Lord Salan again!"

As he spoke, the two groups of pitch-black flying insects that formed his hands shrouded Sikong Wen and the Shadow Mage like dark clouds.

In the place where his wrist was severed, insects continued to grow and reorganized into a pair of intact palms.

"I'll help you block the magic sound, so feel free to attack! I'll deal with him."

Just when Sikong Wen and Shadow Mage thought they were about to die on the spot and cursed the guy behind the scenes for running away, Bai Mo's voice appeared in their ears.

At the same time, the noise that originally prevented the two from connecting to the star track suddenly disappeared.

The moment Bai Mo saw those black flying insects, he immediately realized that this gentle man was not a phonology mage at all. His phonology ability was borrowed from those black flying insects.

The black flying insect's musical ability is not strong, but it is numerous in number, and the quantitative change leads to a qualitative change, achieving the effect of musical magic noise interference.

In an instant, Sikong Wen, who had been passively beaten and endured more than ten intermediate magic bombardments, and whose shield magic equipment had been destroyed, once again had ground waves under his feet.

The shadow mage's figure became agile again, and he instantly sneaked into the running black beasts, and shadow sword nails emerged, nailing these dirty creatures to the ground.

A wisp of white wind blew by, and Bai Mo's figure appeared in front of the gentle man.

"Sounding arrow!"

The sound waves condensed, and an arrow of sound flew with a sharp whistle, emitting the same soul-stirring sound that struck the gentle man between the eyebrows.

"It turns out there is another one."

The elegant man's body lit up with crystal light, and rustling black bugs fell from his face like dirt, revealing the squirming larvae in his muscles.

But it blocked the chaotic sound of the white ink arrows. At the same time, a strong golden light bloomed, directly building a thick barrier of light to block the incoming sound arrows.

"But it's not enough!"

As he spoke, the man's figure suddenly expanded to five meters tall. A pair of translucent black wings sprouted from his back. Thin and dense black hairs like steel needles also sprouted from his body. His eyes were as if they were exploding. The skin and flesh on his face were blown apart, and a face full of eyes was reorganized.

The white aphids on the broken wrists of both hands spread densely and crazily, turning into two tentacles as thick as telephone poles.

The whole person has lost all traces of humanity and has completely turned into a monster born for fighting!

"Rejoice, I will smash you into pieces and become part of my body!"

A hoarse and unpleasant voice came out.

A thick tentacle, carrying the roaring wind, fell boldly towards Bai Mo.

It's like a dragon waving its tail, unstoppable!

boom! ! !

Along with the fierce explosion, a long and narrow ravine appeared on the ground.

The terrifying force directly smashed Bai Mo's figure into pieces, and spider web-like cracks were densely spread all over the ground.

Sikong Wen, who was paying attention here, opened his eyes wide. He was originally very happy to see Bai Mo, but he didn't expect that Bai Mo would be crushed to death in just a few breaths!

"Back off!"

The voice that suddenly appeared in their ears made Sikong Wen and Shadow Mage, who were a little in disbelief, heave a sigh of relief.

I saw a moon-white star map shining out of thin air a hundred meters away from the poisonous beast transformed into a gentle man.

Until the cold and desolate moon-white starlight forms a grand, ancient, vast and majestic moonlight constellation, as if it hides a world.

Bai Mo's figure appeared accompanied by a solemn chant.

"The Beast Tide Summons!"

Boom! !

A moon-white portal as tall as a hundred meters was called down from the far shore under countless bright stars. It was obviously silent, but there was a sound in the hearts of everyone present, like the roar of beasts galloping.

Roar!

Hoho! ! ! Ho ho ho! ! ! ! !

The shocking roars turned into rolling thunder, and a wide blue torrent rushed out!

The thick and powerful palm just fell and cracked a piece of ground. After the green torrent surged, there was only a piece of sand in place. And on that wild and handsome head, a pair of strange purple eyes are majestic and evil, as if they contain the anger of God.

Rumble, rumble! ! ! !

The three-story-high body seemed like a rushing hill, shaking the entire area!

The power exuded by more than a hundred warriors soared into the sky, and their huge bodies also possessed extremely fast speeds, sweeping like a strong wind or like a flood bursting a bank!

In an instant, the gentle man, more than a dozen black-clothed priests, and the many black beasts behind him were overwhelmed.

Seeing the lions that were like a tidal wave, Sikong Wen and Shadow Mage both swallowed their saliva and were extremely shocked.

More than a hundred warriors, even high-level mages, were surrounded in an instant. If they were not elites who had been immersed in the high-level for many years, they would not be able to deal with it.

Under the surging power, the so-called mid-level magic is like a mantis's arm, making it vulnerable to a single blow. The uncoordinated and unformed black-clad men of the Holy See turned into dust and mud at the feet of the lions with just one charge.

Only the gentle man could resist unshakably from the hunting and biting of the numerous purple-eyed blue lions. His tentacles were airtight and his body was filled with poison from the steel needles.

Many purple-eyed green lions were blown away, poisoned, and turned into streams of light back to the summoning plane. While dealing with these guys, a smile seemed to break out on the gentle man's full-eyed face.

While it was extremely ugly, vicious words were also shouted out, "I changed my mind, I'm going to eat you up slowly!"

Bai Mo was indifferent, the surging earth energy poured in, and the gurgling magic energy was converted into summoning magic energy.

In an instant, the moon-white dazzling galaxy suddenly dimmed.

But in the outside world, the quiet and plain moon-white door lit up with a strong light, as if celebrating the arrival of a certain being.

Boom!

Boom! ! Boom! ! !

A loud thunder-like sound came from the tall summoning door, and even the space seemed to be shaking.

Half of the huge foot stepped out, and instantly shattered a piece of concrete ground. Each toe was as big as a car. The purple-red fur shone with bloody light. The huge energy and blood filled the air, and there was a cloud of mania and violence. Cover this area.

(End of this chapter)