Chapter 917 Terminator

Rumble!

The magic protection that originally covered the white temple disappeared instantly, and a large amount of wind and snow poured in.

What was even more frightening was that the original Xuefeng couldn't hold on and started to avalanche.

Originally, these magicians could also escape from the scope of the temple and use the teleportation spell to escape.

But at this time, even if the magic invalidation barrier was destroyed, they would no longer have the ability to cast spells again, and could only run around in the temple like ordinary people, full of panic and despair.

"The council of magicians rose up with the book of the sage, and it will also decline with the loss of the book of the sage..."

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan suddenly felt emotional.

Sure enough, if it wasn't my own strength, it was not reliable.

Once the magic pages described in the Book of Sages are torn, from the highest-ranking councilor to the lowest-ranking black-clothed person, they are no different from ordinary people.

"Haha... What a beautiful scene!"

When Heinz saw this scene, he didn't feel sad at all, instead he felt a little relieved.

Peng!

While laughing wildly, two huge sarcoma protruded from his back, exploded suddenly, and turned into a pair of slimy wings.

"Let's go!"

Fang Yuan grabbed a bat monster and flew up, far away from the ground.

"No!!!"

"Lord Heinz, save us!"

"I repent!"

"We are still allies!"

...

Below, many cries and pleas for help came, but Heinz turned a blind eye to them, squinting his eyes slightly, as if he was enjoying a scene of opera.

"Primary color organization, where is it?"

Fang Yuan frowned and asked softly.

"The Empire of Saint Nirvana!"

After all, Heinz has lived in this world for decades, and was once a high-ranking member of the Council of Magicians. He has a wealth of experience, and he gave the answer without thinking: "It is one of the most prosperous and developed countries in the world, and its primary color is also very large. In terms of the derivative organization, the Council of Magicians can only be regarded as a second-rate organization, but the other party is top-notch!"

"Its organization is very strict. In addition to ordinary combat and scientific personnel, there is also a kind of 'terminator'. The combat power is very powerful, and it also holds derivatives!"

...

"That's it... It seems that our next step is to go to the Saint Nirlian Empire!"

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders: "Also...Although I didn't get the Book of Sages this time, I also got other derivatives...the reward you promised before..."

"My reward will only be handed over to you after I get the Book of Sages!"

Heinz turned his head: "This is not negotiable!"

"All right!"

Fang Yuan resentfully agreed, but there was a glint in his eyes.

In fact, according to his speculation, the best way to digest derivatives is to use the power of the Great Dao!

Of course, the demon gods who came to this world are widely suppressed, and it is even difficult to exert half of their strength, which makes refining difficult, and they have to resort to other secret methods.

However, with the help of his attribute bar, the monitor lizard body on the island is making rapid progress, and will soon be able to recover most of the demon god's strength.

At that time, a few derivatives will definitely be within reach, like dessert after a meal.

"After the demon god descends, how much power can be exerted in the end depends entirely on the world... However, my attribute column has the miraculous effect of breaking the limit in this respect, and it is comparable to the demon god of the sky..."

Of course he wouldn't tell Heinz about this kind of thing.

In fact, in Fang Yuan's heart, there was still a slight sense of anxiety.

At his level, he has almost touched the level of the attribute bar. Perhaps, when he advances to the next big realm, he will thoroughly understand the secrets of the attribute bar. At that time, the cause and effect of his time travel can also be revealed.

Rumble!

At this moment, dozens of small black spots suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

The roar of propeller rotation continued, and it turned into dozens of helicopters, and a colorful emblem was painted on the fuselage.

"Primary colors are directly under the combat troops—the seven-color scripture?"

When Heinz saw them, he licked his lips with a smirk: "Are you here now to rescue us, or to annihilate us?"

"Listen to the people in front, you are surrounded, surrender immediately, we promise not to hurt you!"

More than a dozen helicopters surrounded Fang Yuan and Heinz in a semicircle, and loud voices came from a loudspeaker.

"grown ups!"

In one of the helicopters, a scientific researcher stared at the screen: "The person with wings is confirmed to be Heinz, a former member of the Council of Magicians. He has a high-energy reaction in his body, and he should have been parasitized by derivatives... Or, he himself is a derivative!"

"In this case, I approve the start of compulsory measures!"

The commander looked stern and authentic. There was a downward scar on his face, which just covered his right eye, and he looked terrible.

"The technology in this world is also a very interesting thing..."

Being targeted by many red dots, Heinz didn't feel nervous at all: "For example, these human beings are so weak in body, but they can use the power of technology to perform at a level that is not weak... It's a pity that their research on the spiritual field is still very weak. Too few, today's technology can't protect their hearts!"

He took a deep breath, and suddenly let out a scream: "Chirp!!!"

The sharp voice was extremely piercing, with the power to shock the soul, it reminded Fang Yuan of the Banshee's Howl.

Terrible sound waves swept across, and all the seven-color scripture fighters changed their expressions, covering their ears, and blood flowed from their eyes.

"Quick, open the shield, sound insulation!!!"

The commander yelled hoarsely, but it had no effect.

The helicopters suddenly lost control, swaying left and right like drunk strong men, and finally hit the snow peak and turned into balls of flames.

"How could my mental attack be blocked by simple soundproof materials!"

Seeing this, Heinz sneered even more.

With a wave of his hand, all the elites of the Seven-Color Sacred Code were wiped out. This is the true combat power of the Accumulated Demon God!

"Is it really good to be so high-profile?"

Fang Yuan saw this, but a trace of worry appeared on his face.

"Anyway, it's always going to be hostile. In the Seven-Color Codex, the most advanced purple troops haven't appeared yet..." Heinz shook his head in disdain: "Only when the purple troops also fail, the primary colors will dispatch the terminator." !"

"However...how did these armed helicopters come here? Could it be that the officials in Newtroy are all blind?"

Fang Yuan looked at the wreckage on the ground, very puzzled.

"It should be coated with a layer of anti-radar material on the fuselage, and the current Newtroy's radar can't detect them at all..."

Heinz shook his head: "Primary Color's technological level is definitely the most advanced in the world, and they even want to study the characteristics of derivatives... Unfortunately, as far as I know, there is no successful example, and there is no hope !"

"Of course..."

Fang Yuan nodded.

With the technological level of this planet, unless it evolves to the interstellar stage, it still has little power to ascend to the level of deciphering the extraordinary mystery.

And the power of the avenue is even more extraordinary!

At this moment, he suddenly shuddered and looked in a certain direction.

On a peak, a person suddenly appeared!

It was a big white man wearing only leather, like an ancient gladiator, holding a simple bronze spear.

"drink!"

With a roar, he threw the spear in his hand.

"This distance...even if he is..."

Fang Yuan was thinking about it, when suddenly, Heinz screamed, his chest was pierced by a bronze spear!

"derivative!"

There is almost no need to guess, he is sure in his heart.

With Heinz's strength, even precision-guided missiles may not be able to hit the target, unless the derivative has the characteristics of being sure to hit the target!

"idiot……"

Holding the handle of the bronze spear, Heinz slowly pulled it out, ignoring his own blood flow: "You can't kill me, you just gave me this derivative, go to hell!"

He seemed to want to throw the bronze spear back. The white gladiator below did not have the immortality of the body of a demon god. If he hit it, he would at least lose half of his life.

But the next moment, Heinz looked at his right hand.

With a flash of light, the original spear there had disappeared.

"drink!"

Below, the white gladiator roared again, and a beam of light shot out.

puff!

This time, the spear hit Heinz's head accurately, blasting a mass of red and white semi-solid.

"Damn! Damn! I'm going to kill him!"

A lot of blood flowed back, condensed into a miniature head, which was constantly expanding, and Heinz roared.

"Confirm that the target has the fast recovery feature, judge it as a derivative!"

Below, the white man recovered the bronze spear and ran away without looking back.

He's not a fool. After confirming Heinz's undead characteristics and no obvious weaknesses, he certainly won't stay alone.

"You...don't even think about...leaving!"

Heinz jumped down quickly.

Whether it's the previous hatred or the derivatives in the opponent's hand, he has reasons that he must never let go.

"It should be the 'Terminator' of the original color, even if it is not, it is the instructor of the purple army!"

Heinz smiled grimly: "But now, I want to let you know how wrong your recklessness is!"

"Flying fast!"

The white gladiator threw out a card with a blank face.

The card was similar to a playing card, and it looked like an ancient Roman Colosseum.

In a flash of light, an illusory circular field appeared, sealing Heinz inside.

"Fix one, the ancient Colosseum deck, you can seal it for six hours, enough to call the Terminator troops to capture it..."

The white gladiator murmured: "Who would have imagined that the former member of the Council of Magicians turned out to be a humanoid derivative..."

puff!

But at this moment, an arc of light flashed.

It seems to have a Frisbee flying around in a large circle.

The white gladiator froze, and then his head fell off.

"I'm still very good at frisbee!"

Fang Yuan stretched out his hand, gently caught the pancake, stared at the big man's body, and shook his head again: "After all, it's just an ordinary person..."