Chapter 490 I Refuse
"If you don't hurry up, I will do it myself?" Omega snorted coldly, he was already very impatient. You must know that people are angry about getting up, let alone a giant dragon!
The eighth-level magister and the golden warrior looked at each other, their eyes filled with unwillingness and pain, but they were helpless. Their masters were silent, and it would be futile for them to continue to struggle, and they might even lose their lives in vain.
The two slowly took off the interspatial ring, while bleeding from their hearts, they were still regretting. One is that he regrets not participating in this mission, and the other is that he regrets carrying all his belongings with him, which is convenient for himself and others.
While the two were still staring at the space ring in their hands in a daze, the space ring suddenly disappeared. The two looked at Omega at the same time, and saw that the two space rings had already stayed in Omega's hands.
Omega forcibly erased the traces of the two people on the ring with mental power, and then briefly checked it. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, he threw the space ring to Li Zhenbang with a look of disgust. Obviously, he was very interested in the two space rings I'm not interested in what's in it.
Everyone thought they were dazzled, especially those two who lost their rings. They knew the most about how many treasures they had in their rings. With Julong's money-greedy character, he actually showed a look of disdain, and even threw it to Li Zhenbang like trash.
This made the two of them feel uncomfortable, and it made them feel more painful than robbing their property. The wealth that I have worked so hard to accumulate all my life was ignored by the greedy dragon. Although their faces were full of anger, they all held back and did not explode.
This can't be blamed on the two of them, there are quite a lot of things in the rings of the two of them, and there are many valuable and rare things, but these are no longer in the eyes of Omega. His taste has long been spoiled by Li Zhenbang, and he doesn't like ordinary things anymore.
After accepting the space rings of two people, Omega did not continue to embarrass them. People who are like two ants will lose their price if they care about everything. As long as they don't provoke themselves, Omega will not be as knowledgeable as them. He took the belongings of two people, mainly for Li Zhenbang.
"Come on!" Omega said lightly to the semi-holy magister after finishing all this, and then stood there like a sculpture, motionless.
The beauty took a deep breath, took out an emerald green staff of extraordinary quality, and bowed deeply to Omega.
"I am an eighth-level wood-type magister, and my weapon is called Praise of Life. Please give me your advice!"
Omega nodded, put his hands behind his back and did not speak. Nobody thought Omega was rude,
A master should look like a master. A top-level existence among saint-level powerhouses, if he greets everyone with a smile, it will make people feel hypocritical and unreal.
Seeing that Omega was standing there motionless, with no intention of attacking, the beauty hesitated for a moment, and first cast a third-level vine armor on herself, which was a reminder to Omega.
Omega remained unmoved, looking at her indifferently.
"Offended!" Seeing that Omega didn't seem to be fighting back or defending, the beauty let out a light drink, and tentatively released a three-level wood-type single magic wooden cone.
I don't know if the semi-holy magister is dissatisfied with Omega's indifferent attitude, or it is a habit. She released not one wooden cone in one breath, but ten. Ten wooden cones formed a line and stabbed at Omega's body one after another. The speed of the wooden cones is very fast, and the distance between each wooden cone is no more than half a finger.
Omega didn't know whether it was because he was bored or tired, he opened his mouth and yawned, and casually raised a finger.
"Ding!" The first wooden awl came into intimate contact with Omega's fingers, making a sound like metal clashing.
Li Zhenbang watched clearly from the side. Omega stretched out a finger seemingly casually, but the finger was covered with a thin film composed of wood-type magic elements. He did not rely on the strength of his body. Hard to pick up the magic.
The first wooden cone hit Omega's finger, and instantly collapsed into a wood magic element. These magic elements didn't all dissipate out of thin air, but a small part re-condensed at Omega's fingertips, strengthening the defense of the membrane. All this happened between the stone fire and electric light. When the film was strengthened, the second wooden cone hadn't caught up yet.
The second wooden cone quickly hit the membrane, but still failed to break through the protection of the membrane, and followed in the footsteps of the first wooden cone.
The wooden cones hit the film on Omega's fingers one by one. Instead of being damaged, the film became thicker and stronger. When the tenth wooden cone collapsed, the front ends of Omega's fingers turned emerald green.
The semi-holy magister did not continue to attack. At first, he saw that Omega ignored him so much, and only stretched out a finger to fight against his wooden awl, and his heart was filled with anger. So when the first wooden cone fell apart, she didn't notice anything unusual, but when the second wooden cone fell apart, she noticed something strange.
As the saying goes, once an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one. Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway. The semi-holy magister is naturally not a layman, and he was stunned when he saw what Omega did.
She is very clear that what Omega actually consumes is only the magic element that was called at the beginning, and the most consumed is mental power, but the mental power consumed is actually far lower than releasing a third-level defensive magic.
You must know that a third-level defensive magic can't stop the ten-shot wooden cone at all. Those are ten third-level single-target attack magics, and they all attack the same point, even the strongest third-level vine armor technique released by the holy magister.
Moreover, for a saint-level powerhouse, the spiritual power is vast. The magical elements contained in the human body are limited. Even if the whole person becomes an elemental body, it is only that the affinity and control ability for the external magical elements are much stronger, and the amount of magical elements is also limited.
As the magician's strength improves, he will encounter a bottleneck, to be precise, he will encounter a very embarrassing thing. That is, when the mana in the body is exhausted, there will often be a lot of remaining mental power, so how to save mana is the topic that magicians pay most attention to in the later stage.
Now Omega has undoubtedly opened a new door for the semi-holy magister. The battle of the holy powerhouse not only requires reasonable control of one's own magic power, but also learns to control the opponent's magic power. There is another person who also benefited a lot, and that is the gray-haired old man.
Although he is a holy magister, when he fights with people, he relies on his powerful strength, not these subtle skills. Fighting against someone who is less powerful than him, he can easily win the victory with all his output. People who are similar in strength to him, the two sides will not fight with all their strength, unless they are sworn enemies.
Fights between saint-level powerhouses often have a very strong purpose, and the purpose is generally not to kill the opponent, but often just to serve as a deterrent. Unless one side is sure to kill the other side while protecting itself, the battle between ordinary saint-level powerhouses will not be endless.
After all, the battles of holy-level powerhouses are too terrifying. Just the aftermath of the battle can easily destroy a city. In battles between saint-level powerhouses, often when one side has an absolute advantage, the other side will take the initiative to admit defeat.
This is often the case with people, the older they are, the stronger they are, and the higher they are in a high position, the more they are afraid of death. Those who are not afraid of death are often those passionate young people who are not afraid of anything, easily get hot-headed, and do things regardless of the consequences.
Of course, there are no absolutes. When a person has a firm belief or protects his beloved, even if he is in a high position or powerful, he will willingly give up everything, even his life, for his belief or his beloved.
"Do you still want to continue?" Omega looked at the semi-holy magister calmly. Omega did not directly teach her how to become a holy powerhouse, but let her see the top powerhouse among the holy powerhouses Applications and insights into magic.
"No need, just this fight, I have already died without any regrets. Although I still haven't caught the threshold of a saint-level powerhouse, I believe that with a little practice, I can compete with ordinary saint-level powerhouses." Yes. My life is yours, take it away!" The beautiful half-holy magister shook her head, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Omega slowly walked in front of her, and Omega saw relief and relief in her eyes, obviously not just lip service.
Omega slowly raised his arm, grabbed the semi-holy magister's neck, then turned his head and glanced at the holy warrior who was about to move beside him. Omega felt a strong murderous intent from him.
"Do you want to make gestures with me?"
"My lord, you have misunderstood me. I hope you can hand her over to me. She is going to die anyway. If she dies in your hands, your hands will be dirty. Just hand her over to me. I'm here to deal with her, what do you think?" The jihadist's voice was full of excitement and madness.
"Give me a reason!" Omega grabbed the semi-holy magister's hand without any force, and just put it on her neck.
"She's still mine after all. Since I can't win her heart, I'll just destroy her!" The holy warrior said hysterically.
"Sorry, I refuse!" Omega showed a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth. With a slight force on the palm, the semi-holy magister's neck tilted, and he slowly closed his eyes, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth...