Chapter 486 Savior, You Are the Needle!

Looking at the stupid roe deer standing on the roadside with a confused face, almost having its head chopped off without knowing it, Ji Ming thought for a moment and suddenly realized.

"So my true nature is to be a sneaky and silent killer who kills others?"

"This is too..."

"Too real! After all, I have so many aliases, and I like to hide my strength. I open the Shenmiaomiaowu at any time, and put the unlucky enemies in the dungeon for justice. Who can be more insidious than me?"

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If it were in the past, the boss would definitely respond immediately, but now, he would only continue to add.

[More than that! ]

[Look, you like to speculate about others with malice, like a needle with a particularly sharp end that is specially used to prick people]

[You like to pretend to be kind, but in fact you secretly bear grudges and plot against others behind their backs, like a needle hiding in clothes to ambush others]

[You say you don’t like it, but in fact you like to form a lumberjack, like a needle that can’t be threaded through a thread, but once it is threaded through, it will obediently spin cloth]

[In short, savior, you are a needle! ]

…

Ji Ming wanted to refute it, but he couldn’t find any point to refute, so he could only condemn it helplessly.

“Hey! You have something to say, right? You want to retaliate for ignoring you just now, right? Your aggressiveness seems to be a bit enough!”

After feeling the power of the new skill, he didn’t waste any more time, but went through the portal of the dungeon and returned to the messy ruins of the Meteorite Peak.

The Purple Lightning God who completely destroyed the highest peak in the northern part of the glow has fallen, and the formation activated by Him that can isolate the inside and outside is about to use up its last bit of energy.

Therefore, after going over the prepared words in his mind, Ji Ming found a suitable crack in the ground and crawled in. After the formation finally collapsed, he pretended to be panicked and crawled out from inside.

As a result, the spectators were more anxious than he thought, so that as soon as he showed his head, he felt a black shadow falling from the sky.

Sure enough, it was the three commanders who hurriedly ran back from the battlefield at the foot of the mountain after seeing the changes in the Meteorite God Peak.

And before he landed steadily, he urgently asked three soul questions.

"It's you? How are you still alive? Where are they?"

Ji Ming, who had been prepared, did not answer, but threw a crystal ball with a video to her.

"Please watch the VCR!"

This magic crystal ball is actually a kind of engraving, which records a very special technique.

As long as the user connects the magic power to it, he can quickly browse the information in it in a form similar to quantum wave speed reading.

Therefore, it only took three seconds for the third commander to know what happened before, especially in the dungeon.

Although he didn't have a good impression of the third brother, Ji Ming still gave her a way out politely.

"They said that if you are willing, you can give you the chance to revive. I have no objection. You see..."

Who knew that the red dragon, who wanted to scald himself on the spot, just sneered, then flew into the air, detonated the plague dragon breath in his throat, and turned into a brilliant green firework.

"Fuck!"

[Fuck! ]

Such a resolute death made Ji Ming and the boss stunned for a while. It was not until the fireworks had dispersed for a long time that Ji Ming sighed.

"What a pity..."

"Damn it, you are unlucky in this life! Remember to be born into a good family in the next life!"

But it was obvious that there were more than three commanders waiting outside the formation, so the next moment, Ji Ming, who was standing under the signal flare, received a reminder from Thyme.

But there was no time to react at all, and the three brothers of Shenlin, who had been impatient, rushed to him.

The first to speak was Mo Xinglan, who was stroking his white beard. He looked up and down at Ji Ming, who was unharmed, and laughed.

"What good luck, Mr. God's Chosen. I didn't expect that they were all dead, but you are still alive."

Hidden under the cover of magic, the prince consort on the side also said sarcastically.

"Alive? It's good to be alive! There should be nothing more important than life in this world, right, God's Chosen?"

The next threat should be said by Thyme, but he obviously didn't dare to say it, so he just said it dryly.

"Well, we are all friends, and we are all respectable people. We will not hurt you, so please come with us."

From the perspective of the Deep Forest People, the Chosen One is now isolated and helpless, and it is inevitable that they will be captured by them like the female knight ambushed by the Goblins.

But Ji Ming was calm about this, and he could even chat with Thyme on the public network.

[Are there only three of you? ]

[The evil god's means were too cruel. The messenger group suffered heavy casualties. Only one in ten survived. The few who remained were still resting in the forest outside and had no combat power.]

[Okay, well done, it was worth it for me to kill Him with my own hands.]

!!!

Thyme was almost scared to scream out loud by these words, judging the fall of a true god.

But just when Ji Ming was about to summon the red needle and take advantage of the lack of witnesses to eradicate this thief old man and the king of soft rice, another righteous curse came from the sky.

"I don't know whose thing this is, you guys are so brave!"

That's right, the second group of people attracted by the third-party signal flare also arrived, and this time they were one of their own, the Pegasus Knights who had been nervous outside for a long time, and their leader Heike Media.

Moreover, Ji Ming was still lamenting that he was indeed a well-known honest elf. He was like a tiger in doing things. A level 70 guy actually dared to challenge two level 70 guys. He saw that one of them had clearly been here before, but he just pretended that he hadn't. The guy who had been here came over in a pretentious manner.

Of course, this is Tilia, the principal of Glow Magic Academy. This kid struggled for a long time between subjective personal interests and objective group interests, and finally chose to obey his fate.

When the formation was up, I stood outside and waited with peace of mind. When the formation was off, it was natural for me to follow Commander Hai in and take a look.

But to be honest, a mountain thousands of meters above sea level suddenly collapsed in the rolling thunder that was close to the sky pillar. Such a momentum would make even him, a well-informed level 70 expert, feel frightened.

Therefore, Principal Ti actually came in with a handful of tears prepared in advance, waiting to be the first witness to cry for the God of Choice and tearfully take back the honor of "the most charming man in Qixia City".

When I came in and saw it, well, even the Purple Lightning God was dead, so why was there nothing wrong with this god of shame?

He could even stand there leisurely, waiting for someone who had nothing to do but was unlucky and insisted on running in with Captain Kai to save him.

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Big idiot, wronged (√)

But even though he had no choice but to come, Principal Ti was too embarrassed to turn around and leave, so he could only stand here awkwardly and continue to support the show.

And when they saw the coming of the glow, the people from the deep forest did not retreat. After all, they finally came here, so they had to get something to go back to do business.

The old man is getting old and wants to be the pope before he dies. My uncle has eaten too much and wants to add calcium to his teeth and knees.

The value of this Holy Light God's Chosen is just right, and it is a contribution that is valuable enough to fill this gap.

So he made up his mind, and the old man suddenly attacked like a hungry tiger. His body was as fast as lightning, and he was about to catch Ji Ming's collar.

Although Captain Hai did not expect such a sneak attack, Principal Ti, who was also the sixth, was well prepared and raised his hand to summon an earth shield to block the divine choice.

Although the principal regretted it the next second, it goes without saying that the strength of the seventy-level magician is also considerable, and the strength of the six-ring magic [Rock Shield] is also considerable.

So much so that when the old man's fingers hit it, he could only create a crack. He had to adjust his body shape and punch hard again to make the shield break.

At this time, Captain Hai, who had enough time to react, rushed over with a long sword, wrapped in the billowing holy light, and slashed down on his neck.

"What a cruel sword!"

No matter how crazy the old man was, he didn't dare to use his neck to push the sword back. He could only turn around, cross his fists, and push the sword back with the help of his wrist guard.

Seeing this scene, the prince consort on the side did not dare to neglect, and quickly waved his wand to release a cold rain. Against the sultry heat of the summer night, large drops of cold rain fell on the ground.

Although the old man looked like a martial arts master, he was actually a jungle believer. He extinguished the holy light on his wrist and absorbed the water. For a while, his fists and feet were even faster.

But Captain Hai, who was wearing iron armor, was in bad luck. A layer of frost was immediately frozen on his armor, creaking, and he was instantly put on a deceleration buff. Even though a lot of it evaporated with the help of the holy light, the white water vapor Still covering his sight.

As one goes and the other goes, Old Man Mo instantly gains the upper hand.

"Um?"

But it was this same magic that stunned Principal Ti, who was busy preparing large-scale magic to provide tactical assistance to Captain Hai.

...Strange, why does it look familiar?

According to the rules of the Yangyue World, if you want to release magic, you need to first build a spell framework in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then guide the magic to fill it in order to complete the "preparation" of the magic.

If you still have some energy left after this, you can use corresponding spells, spellcasting objects, gestures, steps, etc. to "strengthen" it.

The last step is to determine your target, aim, and guide the formed magic to complete the "firing".

As for hits, as well as damage determination and settlement, they are knowledge other than magic.

All of this is very complicated, and it is almost equivalent to requiring the human brain to operate at a super-computing level. If you think about it too much, you will get smoke.

This is also the fundamental reason why the mage profession places special emphasis on [wisdom] - if you don't increase this value, you won't even have the ability to build a model.

Therefore, when almost every mage uses a certain magic that is not very sure, in order to avoid making mistakes and wasting all previous efforts, he will follow a specific process and even specific action details.

What a coincidence, as one of the representatives of the Glow Mage community and an outstanding educator, Tilia had previously accompanied a delegation on a mission to the Deep Forest Capital.

As luck would have it, the official staff of Shenlin who received them at that time and had a friendly exchange of professional knowledge included the consort in front of them.

What a coincidence. Among the magic displayed by the Prince Consort at that time, one of the seven-ring magic [Cold Rain] was exactly the same as today.

Finally, as luck would have it, although Tilia is now prosperous, his background is not actually very good.

He came from the Glowing West, a small town that was plundered by the Deepwood people and almost the entire town was massacred, leaving him an orphan.

If it weren't for Lord Changge's army arriving and letting him meet his lifelong mentor, Tilia might not have been able to get out alive.

Then...

Damn, I should have guessed it long ago!

Who else could gather such a strong force near the capital except the Deep Forest People?

God's Chosen was just for fun, and being the second didn't really prevent him from picking up girls, but Tilia really hated the Deep Forest People with their blood feud, otherwise why would he study the Deep Forest?

So he gritted his teeth, pointed at the three people in front of him and questioned.

"Who are you? Why do I feel that you have the shadow of the Deep Forest People?"

Three people: ? ? ?

Prince Consort: Damn! You were so busy fighting that you forgot to avoid suspicion!

But after seeing the Prince Consort behind him tremble like a primary school student who was called by the teacher, Mo Xinglan did not panic, but laughed instead.

Then he suddenly restrained himself and stared at the glowing man in front of him.

"So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"

"Principal Tilia, if you think we are who we are and what bad things we have done, you can go through diplomatic channels and complain to our people!"

"Haha, when the time comes, I am a good man, ha, I will apologize!"

"Shut up, you lunatic!"

Captain Hai was naturally very angry with such a tough guy, and he raised his sword to chop people again.

But in the low voice, Principal Ti's face became worse and worse.

There is no way, this is reality. When you are weak, it is not, and when you are strong, it is not.

Compared with the powerful Shenlin, the glow of the abstract stage is the small one who can only bow his head.

Diplomatic means? Not as good as a stray dog ​​on the side of the road.

But reason is reason. It is not easy to climb to a high position. How can Tilia, who is eager for revenge, swallow this breath?

Instead, he was really angry by this remark, and he took Captain Hai to wrestle with the Shenlin people.

——Today I must pull off your hoods and slap you in the face!

Only Thyme and Ji Ming were left looking at each other. In order to serve as a better background, they pretended to play a fake game.

However, it was not only the people of Shenlin who were unwilling to fail and squatted around the Meteorite Peak to gamble again. Everyone was fighting fiercely, and the audience couldn't help but feel itchy.

"Brothers, kill!"

"I've been annoyed with you for a long time, look at the knife!"

Some people even shouted inside and added fuel to the fire.

"Take away the God's Chosen, he must have the Godhead of the Purple Lightning God!"

Ji Ming: Damn it!

So around the only survivor in the formation, the Holy Light God's Chosen, everyone started the second round of unlimited fighting competition on the ruins of the Meteorite Peak.