National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 1565 Transfer
Simply put, Magic Circle is equivalent to a customized transformer interface.

Fang Heng only needs to copy the Transformer Magic Array once and burn it on a removable slate.

The difficulty of copying the elementary magic circle is very low.

In front of Cole, Fang Heng took out a carving knife from his backpack, and quickly carved patterns on the slate.

Cole watched from the side, admiring again and again, "I didn't expect you to be an alchemist."

In just 3 minutes, the magic array in Fang Heng's hand was burned.

"It's done."

Fang Heng stood up again and put the carving knife back into his backpack.

Cole looked at Fang Heng, then at the slate, and wondered if Fang Heng's movements were a little too fast.

"So fast?"

"Ah."

"Okay, then what?"

"Then? What then?"

Fang Heng said that he was going to move the base, "Then we can act."

"Wait, don't move it yet. We haven't solved the problem yet. What about the stability of the device? We need to ensure that the spar and the base move smoothly to keep the power stone running normally, right?"

Fang Heng didn't think this was a problem. He reached out and tried to move it to feel the overall weight of the base.

"It's not heavy. We can carry the stone slab and the base together with two people, and it won't fall down."

Cole shook his head and said, "No, we can't do this alone."

"why?"

"Part of the body of Hell Faram is attached to the ceiling outside, and the seeds of Faram will drip from it. There are a lot of these things, and they are very difficult to deal with. It is difficult for the two of us to deal with them alone. We have to deal with Farah again. The Seed of Mu needs to protect the device again, if the device loses stability by accident on the way, the two of us will be completely finished."

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and couldn't help but stop.

Seed of Hell Falam.

Is it the sarcomatous creature that dripped before...

It is indeed very difficult.

However, he had sensed strong fluctuations in blood power from the Seed of Hell Falam.

It seems possible to find a way to take advantage of it.

Cole saw Fang Heng stopped in place and fell into thought, took a few steps forward, and continued to persuade.

"Fang Heng, you haven't seen it before, and you don't know how terrifying the Faram Seed is. When the densely packed Faram Seed drips from the ceiling, a large number of them will fall on you, and you still don't know. You can't use melee attacks, otherwise they will explode at close range, and all kinds of vicious negative effects will be more troublesome..."

Cole described the nausea of ​​Faram's seed for a long time, finally sighed, and concluded: "Fang Heng, I suggest you have to think about it more carefully."

"Ah."

Fang Heng lowered his head and thought for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand.

2 minutes later.

Suddenly!Swish!
Several alchemy magic circles appeared around Fang Heng.

10 zombie clones and 5 lickers climbed out of the hovering magic circle one after another.

"what?"

Cole looked at Fang Heng with surprise in his eyes.

"Necronomy?"

First it was alchemy, and then it was necromancy.

Cole couldn't help but be a little more interested in Heng Heng.

You must know that in this world, there are very few scholars who practice Necromancy.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Fang Heng didn't explain the difference between undead, zombies, and lickers. He manipulated the zombie clones to walk towards the green crystal base on the edge.

"Then change the battle plan and let them carry it. They can keep the spar stable and the magic circle running. The two of us will be responsible for guarding it and get rid of the Seed of Faram. What do you think of this plan?"

Cole thought about it.

Not safe.

Too precarious.

He can think of the picture as soon as he closes his eyes.

At that time, the vast number of Hell Faram Seeds will come from all directions, and the two of them will not be able to support them alone.

But this is the best way I can think of so far.

What if the green spar has miraculous effects and can reduce the number of Faram Seeds?
It's much better than staying here and waiting to die.

"I'm not too optimistic, let's give it a try."

After thinking for a while, Cole made a concession. He stood at the back of the room, summoned the Book of Elements, pointed at the door to condense high-level spells, and nodded to Fang Heng beside him.

"I'm ready, you have 5 seconds to start transferring the crystal, are you sure?"

"Well, almost."

Fang Heng estimated the time, and heard that he manipulated several zombie avatars to come forward and gather around the pedestal where the green spar was displayed.

"3...2...1!"

When Fang Heng counted to 1, the zombie avatars worked together to lift the base and spar together smoothly.

suddenly.

The base lost the power supply of the magic circle below, and the green light in the room dimmed instantly.

Hell Faram outside the room sensed the disappearance of the fluctuations, and flesh and blood rushed into the room immediately!
"Frozen Crystal!"

Cole condensed the high-level spells for a long time and blasted towards the entrance of the room ahead!

"boom!!!"

The squirming flesh and blood at the entrance exploded with a bang under the frozen attack!Immediately afterwards, the scattered and exploded ice crystals covered the wall of Falam with a thick layer of ice crystals!
The surging flesh and blood were instantly frozen!
"Fang Heng!! Five seconds! Quick!!"

Cole concentrated on manipulating the second-stage freezing spell, shouting at the top of his voice.

Five seconds passed.

"boom!!!"

The ice crystal exploded!

hum...

Almost at the same time, the spar and the base were placed on the magic circle stone slab together.

The magic circle was running successfully, and the spar released a bright green light again.

The flesh and blood at the door was affected by the light again, and slowly exited the room, leaving only a small part of the entrance of the room remaining.

"call……"

Cole breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, took back the book of elements, and walked to Fang Heng's side.

The transfer of spar in the first stage of the plan was barely successful.

At this time, the six zombie avatars all lifted the stone slab engraved with the magic circle, and lifted the slate steadily in the air.

Above the special stone slab are placed pedestals and green spar.

Looks pretty solid.

The fuel used for energy needs to be added to the base every once in a while, which is not too troublesome.

Cole circled around the zombie clones and observed them carefully.

"I found a problem."

"Huh? What?"

Cole stretched out his finger and pointed towards the ceiling, "The seeds of hell's Faram will drop from the sky. I mean, if the seeds of Faram happen to drop on the spar, will we be finished?"

"Well, that's a good point, so we need to find a way to prevent this kind of probabilistic event from happening."

Fang Heng felt that what Cole said made sense, so he stood next to the zombie clone and raised his hand forward.

Cole's expression changed suddenly.

He saw a dark golden scepter emerging from Fang Heng's hand.

Scepter of Holy Judgment.

Weapon Skills - Piety!

"Om...!"

A shield of holy light emerged from the scepter, enveloping him and the zombie clones carrying the slate spar.

(End of this chapter)