Chapter 55: Stop talking, I have mysophobia
The big villa.
Wayne was lying on a deck chair, holding a telescope in his hand, always paying attention to the changes in the town of Enlord.
On the long table beside, there are exquisite snacks and black tea.
Wayne does not have the habit of afternoon tea, but Fula still prepares everything carefully. He tries to train Wayne into an elegant gentleman who is popular with the upper class.
Now...
Whether standing or sitting, never stand if you can sit, never sit if you can lie down, the main theme is informal and approachable.
"The magic circle disappeared..."
Wayne stood up with the telescope and said with joy on his face: "Isabella succeeded. As expected of me, her vision is so accurate. I knew she would not let me down."
"Master Wayne, Ms. Isabella hasn't come back yet." Fula said with a smile.
Got it, don’t jump to conclusions until the last moment, and don’t drink champagne at halftime.
Wayne nodded, indicating that he had learned something again.
With such a reliable housekeeper by my side, the detours in life have been reduced.
He continued to observe with a telescope. The six-pointed star above the town disappeared, and the tentacles also dissipated one step ahead of schedule.
At best, the sacrifice failed and the townspeople were saved. Thinking of the worst, the sacrificial ceremony ended successfully, the townspeople were collectively infected with mutants, and Isabella had been carved up.
That is to say, she is a bit bloated, but she is a beautiful woman with a graceful figure. Maybe there is a queue over there!
Wayne really wanted to do something, but he was too weak and unable to help. Although he was at the home court of the big house, he passively watched the show throughout the whole process. From a strategic perspective, it was undoubtedly a failure.
Thinking of this, Wayne secretly shook his head. The road to transcendence is long and difficult. His small goal has not been completed yet. He cannot be complacent just because he has made a small progress. He wants to grow into a unique magician as soon as possible, surpassing the academics. A genius, he must be better than anyone else.
Roll hard, roll to death!
In Wayne's body, the space channels continuously deliver the four elements to him, which can quickly fill the essence of life without meditation. He is getting stronger every moment.
Satisfaction is impossible. People's desires are endless. Once they get it, they will want more. He felt that the progress bar was moving too slowly. He just wished he could not find the membership recharge window and directly maximized the download speed.
“Why can’t my gold finger be used for gold?”
Wayne was extremely remorseful for believing in Jose's evil deeds and listening to the villain's slander, thinking that good intentions are the best, and that sooner or later his salary would be dead. When writing code, we only focus on experience, game duration and operation flow, and ignore the RMB players who make money. They are the real masters.
Who makes a game nowadays without a recharge interface?
If you don’t recharge, is it still a game?
Wayne beat his chest and regretted his short-sightedness.
Bang!
A gunshot shot through the air, and a piercing siren sounded. The two maids instantly entered combat mode, setting up machine guns and standing ready.
Wayne looked around, but he didn't sense any fluctuations in magic power. He didn't even smell a ghost, let alone anyone.
Gunshots rang out again, and Wayne looked high in the sky, and suddenly saw a large gray-white bird flapping its wings and flying towards the big house.
Flying troops!
The two maids turned their guns and pointed at the strange-looking big white bird. The opponent was out of range, and shooting at high-altitude targets was far less accurate than hitting ground targets. It was difficult for the two machine guns to hit each other.
Same goes for sniper rifles, the big bird moves too fast.
call out!
The big white bird spit out a foaming sharp arrow and attacked the sniper maid on the roof. Wayne waved his hand and raised the strong wind, blowing the arrow away.
The sniper maid exposed her position and quickly left her position to find a new sniping point.
The big bird did not pursue, flapped its wings, accelerated, and dived towards Wayne.
The various props buried in the lawn were only for ground troops, and the air force could only be shot with machine guns. The two maids stuck to their posts and drove the big bird back with their excellent operations.
The white bird monster opened its mouth and let out a shrill wail. The disorderly chaos impacted the eardrums of the maid and butler, making them nauseated and have splitting headaches, making them unable to aim and shoot.
The butler was better. He had received targeted training and could persist in a short period of time. The three maids were bombarded by the noise and fell to their knees with retching.
The big bird spread its wings in the air, and its foamy wings turned into sharp feathers. Dozens of sharp arrows shot straight down from the sky, tearing the air and making a sharp roar.
The target was not Wayne, but the housekeeper and maid.
MD, anyone who dares to touch me!
A flash of green light flashed in Wayne's eyes, and he raised his hand again, using his surging magic power to stir the real world, opening up a continuous sheet of fine wind needles like a rain curtain.
With his own pure magic power, he was unable to release this basic wind magic, and the magic expression was wrong. However, by absorbing the dark green from the natural eyeballs and dyeing the magic power green, he could easily give the correct answer.
The rain curtain goes in reverse direction! The thin needles of ox hair touched the feathers of white foam, using the weak to attack the strong, and winning with quantity. After a brief stalemate, the arrow array was dispersed, and the remaining force not only overwhelmed the big white bird.
The big bird was pierced by thousands of fine needles, and its body was immune to physical attacks. It repaired as before in the blink of an eye, and continued to scream shrilly at the top of its voice.
He tried to stimulate and interfere with Wayne's thinking, but the effect was very mediocre. Wayne only felt noisy after hearing it.
The pain of the housekeeper and maid worsened. The two maids foamed at the mouth and fainted, with their hands and feet twitching occasionally.
As you can imagine, the sniper maid in the big house also fell.
With an ugly face, Fula held the edge of the table, trying hard to maintain her elegance and the face of her master, and raised her pistol and fired into the air.
The gun was shot crookedly, and the stroke was off by more than ten meters.
Wayne was helpless. He knew that the big white bird was coming for him, so he continued to fight in front of the big house. Regardless of the outcome, the housekeeper and the maid would probably go crazy.
Even if you are cured, you will still be depressed.
He voluntarily abandoned his home court, waved his arms and turned the blades of grass into flying knives, smashing them head and head into the big bird, driving it towards the east bit by bit.
Wayne often practices magic there, and his familiarity with the terrain, especially the woods, is a great advantage for him.
Natural magic has this advantage. The props are at your fingertips. As long as it is not in the sewers of the steel jungle, it can be considered a home battle.
The white strange bird saw Wayne's thoughts and cooperated to the woods. It retracted its wings and landed on the ground. Its wings turned back into arms and tentacles. It stood about three meters tall and was somewhat similar to the form of the Lord of the Void.
The white face has no identifiable facial features, only a spiral protruding hole, which may be a mouth or an eye.
"The blasphemer, merge with me and return the sacred objects to the master of the void!"
"Don't talk, I'm mysophobic."
Wayne had never seen such an ugly ghost before, and he immediately had a look of disgust on his face. He was not afraid of mental pollution, but the toad was lying on his feet and didn't bite people. It was uncomfortable to look at!
How is it that among you Earth Center Cult members, each one is more evil than the other, and your words are even more outrageous, but none of you are human-like?
Wayne didn't want to talk nonsense with the bird monster, and a green light flashed in his eyes.
The branches of the forest swayed and swished, and black holes like eyes and mouths opened on the tree trunks. The branches stretched and twisted, growing crazily under the nourishment of magic.
For a moment, the demons danced wildly.
The bird monster was attracted by the strange movements around it, and did not realize that its feet were wrapped in vines. By the time he reacted, Wayne had already used his old trick, imprisoning it in a big ball of vines and burying it deeply in the ground.
Bang!
Wayne clenched his fist fiercely, turned around and walked towards the big house...
After taking two steps, I looked back.
Wisps of white foam came out of the ground, reorganizing the strange figure with tentacles wrapped around its arms. It was a little shorter, only about two and a half meters tall.
A bit tricky!
Wayne wielded storms, flames, and used the tried-and-tested method of building concrete walls, but none could stop the bird monster from advancing.
The body of the bird monster is different from the four-element substances that can be seen everywhere in nature. It is difficult for ordinary magic to effectively kill it.
The bird monster raised its hands horizontally, and its two arms turned into white foam, reorganizing into two knight's swords with cold light.
The sharp blade split the air and made a buzzing sound.
Wayne was stunned. The scene seemed familiar. If he remembered correctly, he could do this trick.
Poof!
The knight's sword passed through his chest.
The bird monster screamed strangely, raised his hand to pick up Wayne, and lifted him high in the air. The spiral black hole on the face opened, revealing a mouth full of wriggling tentacles, as if waiting to drink blood.
Not a drop.
Wayne's eyes were dim, and when the bird monster was stunned, he crossed his hands and waved.
The white flesh squirmed, the five fingers melted and merged, the arm stretched and elongated, and the sharp blade shining with metallic luster slashed straight down.
On Wayne's chest, sunburn marks tore the flesh, and a huge one eye suddenly popped out.
"Jiejiejie——"
(End of chapter)