Apocalypse Magician

Although the fierce offensive and defensive battle continued, everyone on the terrace breathed a sigh of relief. After all, as long as Li Xingkong successfully opened the door to space, the life and craftsmanship of the Twelfth Factory would be successfully preserved.

"Open the realm of space!" Li Xingkong, who carried everyone's hopes, used space magic to tear apart the barriers of the fantasy realm of time and space. As expected, he lived up to expectations and opened a portal on the border in front of him.

However, before everyone had time to cheer, the illusion of time and space suddenly changed, and the dividing line between light and darkness quickly extended. The border in front of them quickly moved away with the door of space, as if the entire world was expanding to the north.

"Hurry up!" While everyone was still stunned, Mo Xianwu came to his senses first, and his voice passed through the corridor and reached the chariot control room. "Continental 1" started in a hurry, but during this hesitation, the space gate was already dozens of meters away, and the distance was still expanding.

As long as you cross that door, you can escape. It is clear that hope is right in front of you, but it is out of reach. The strong gap from hope to despair makes people panic. However, the strongest blow from the illusion of time and space... Is waiting for this moment.

On the way forward of the chariot, the earth suddenly cracked, forming a chasm across the sky. The panicked operator immediately activated the water formation. The water magic elements in the space condensed and formed an ice bridge, narrowly avoiding falling into the abyss. The fate of the "Continental 1" continues to move forward.

However, in this panic moment, the chariot's six-series defensive formation became momentarily weak. The light balls in the sky simultaneously launched Grand Mage level magic attacks, targeting the same point on the defensive formation.

The superposition of the Great Mage level magic is comparable to a full blow from a Saint level powerhouse. At this moment of weak defense, it breaks through the layers of formations on the chariot, leaving a huge hole in the body.

Then, not only the light balls and monsters in the darkness, but also the ice dragon and red flame giant that they had encountered before appeared again, chasing all the way from behind the chariot. In front of them was another huge tornado, surrounded by earth thorns, and six elements The attack power was all gathered together, making the light between the sky and the earth scattered, like a dream, but under this beautiful scenery, there was deep despair.

The chariot's defense formation collapsed. Mo Xianwu and Luo Yingxue quickly used the strength of the Great Mage to prop up a water magic shield to temporarily resist attacks from the outside world.

At this moment, the inside of the tank was already in chaos. The operators were running around quickly, making a rough calculation of various losses, and finally came to the person in charge of the factory tremblingly: "Sir, the defense formation of 'Continental No. 1' has been moderately damaged, and the body of the vehicle has been damaged." Minor injuries, no casualties yet.”

Hearing such bad news, everyone opened their eyes in shock and looked around, hoping to get even a ray of psychological comfort from around them. However, every face in the field of vision had the same expression, and fear was like a plague. spread in people's hearts.

The various incredible powers displayed by the fantasy realm of time and space have already deeply shocked people's hearts. Only "Continental No. 1" is the last resort.

People who have seen or even participated in the design of the tank know that the combat capabilities of "Continental No. 1" should have been mythical. Just imagine a huge Fortress-class tank driving on the mainland under the influence of formations. What a spectacular sight it is. Picture!

However, the defensive formation of the chariot was broken through, the myth was shattered before their eyes, so much hard work and expectation was wasted, and in this world that no manpower can fight against at this moment, fear finally gradually turned into despair, and people could no longer see any glory in their eyes. , as if being sentenced to the end of life, silently waiting for death to come.

"Damn it, are you really deceiving me that there is no one in the twelfth factory?" Looking around, all the eyes were dim and empty. The person in charge of the factory couldn't help but burst into anger, and shattered the desk and chair in front of him with a palm, "All those who hold the position of regional bishop and above, Repair the chariot's defense formation as soon as possible. Others will transport the magic crystals here and carve the defense formation here. As long as it can assist defense, the more the better, act immediately!"

Following the order of the person in charge of the factory, the personnel inside the tank had to fall into a state of panic once again, even though they were desperate. However, compared to these internal personnel, Mo Xianwu and others on the terrace could more intuitively feel the situation. bad.

The speed of the chariot has stabilized, but it cannot keep up with the expansion of the space-time phantom. It can only watch the door of space getting further and further away, while the ice dragon and red flame giant behind it are getting closer and closer.

It is already very difficult to defend against light beam magic and dark monsters. If the two behemoths behind catch up, I really don’t know how to deal with it. Mo Xianwu and Luo Yingxue, who are the main defense forces of the chariot at this moment, saw each other from each other’s faces. The same wry smile and desolation as his own.

"Xingkong, do you feel that the speed of 'Continental No. 1' is much slower?" Despite her busy schedule, Luo Yingxue was still keenly aware that the chariot's forward speed was not as fast as before. "Even if the defensive formation fails, It shouldn’t affect the speed.”

"Could it be..." Li Xingkong was thinking about the space power that suddenly became much stronger when the boundary changed just now. It wasn't until Luo Yingxue asked at this moment that he suddenly discovered a question that he had been ignoring. "In the fantasy realm of time and space, there is still time. The existence of magic does not mean that there is a problem with the speed, but that the chariot is affected by the power of time and the flow of time has slowed down, so it appears to be slower than the outside world."

"This..." Mo Xianwu, who was barely supporting the magic defense, had no idea how to deal with the power of time. "If this continues, even if we can survive the attacks of this world, sooner or later we will disappear in the collapse of space."

"I'll give it a try." Li Xingkong knew that among everyone present, whether on the terrace or in the chariot, he was the only one who could resist the magic of time, so he turned around and jumped to a high place, hitting the top of the car with a palm, "The Blade of Time, the speed of !”

Li Xingkong used time magic to counter the time force exerted on the chariot by the illusion of time and space. "Continental No. 1" instantly accelerated, which was basically the same as the speed at which the space gate on the border moved away. However, the time of the entire fortress-level magic chariot was greatly affected. Accelerating, the backlash force far exceeded the situation in the Night Wind Forest a few months ago. Li Xingkong was caught off guard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into blood mist and a bloody red in the wind.

"Xingkong, how are you?" Luo Yingxue was shocked and almost stopped her magical defense against "Mainland No. 1", her concern was palpable.

"Magic crystal..." Li Xingkong, who was burned inside and out, could barely hold on to the time magic, as if speaking every word required exhaustion of energy.

"Go and get the magic crystal!" Mo Xianwu, who heard the voice, immediately shouted into the chariot, and then added, "I want the highest grade one!"

The best and first-grade magic crystals need to be applied to the church. At the moment, there is only one first-grade crystal in the inventory of the Twelfth Factory, so they gave it to Li Xingkong.

With the assistance of the first-grade magic crystal, Li Xingkong's pressure instantly decreased a lot, but he still felt severe pain all over his body and did not dare to act rashly. He was just more optimistic about the time of magic support.

However, the ice dragon and the red flame giant behind the chariot finally caught up with them. Ice cones flying across the sky were like sharp arrows, rolling flames swept like a tide, and the water magic defense flickered. Mo Xianwu and Luo Yingxue They all staggered back, unable to do what they wanted.