Apocalypse Magician

"Sister Mo, Xingkong, I'm going to lure those two guys away." Luo Yingxue knew that it would be a matter of time before the defensive magic collapsed at this rate, and "Continental No. 1" that had lost its defensive power must not be allowed to continue to withstand all attacks. .

"Yingxue, it's too dangerous..." Li Xingkong was shocked, and his face was even more distorted in pain. However, his body under the weight of time magic could only turn his head to look at Luo Yingxue, which was already reluctant.

How could one person resist the attack of the Time and Space Fantasy Realm? At this moment, Li Xingkong even wanted to stop the time magic, and then return to the terrace to hold Luo Yingxue, without considering any consequences, as long as he could stop her risky move.

"Don't worry, I will take care of myself. Besides, I still have the magic chariot you gave me. Everything will be fine." Luo Yingxue responded to Li Xingkong with a smile, her beautiful face revealing her determination. Determined, before Li Xingkong could make any reaction, he drove the small magic chariot he had made back then and left the terrace of "Continent 1".

The short distance of twenty meters from the roof of the car to the terrace seemed like a chasm between the two of them, and Li Xingkong was still too late to stop it.

The small magic chariot landed on the ground, and the wind blade attack formation was activated, attacking the ice dragon overwhelmingly. At the same time, the light beam magic of the Great Mage level flashed with dazzling light, destroying one arm of the red flame giant.

The ice dragon seemed to have an inexplicable hatred for the wind blade magic. It immediately diverted its attention and attacked the small magic chariot driven by Luo Yingxue. The red flame giant also seemed to want to avenge the broken arm, roaring with murderous intent.

Although the defensive power of the small magic chariot is far less than that of the "Continental No. 1" in its heyday, it is lighter, more flexible and faster. In the light and shadow of the two behemoths, it is like a small boat sailing on the huge waves, sometimes being submerged. , appeared from time to time, riding the waves and never overturning them.

The ice dragon and the red flame giant changed their attack targets, and Mo Xianwu's pressure was greatly reduced. Unfortunately, the magic was overloaded for a long time, and now he was independently supporting the magic defense of "Continental No. 1". He was already at the end of his strength.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and a feeling of dizziness came over him. Mo Xianwu clenched his teeth tightly, shouldering the lives of thousands of people, and would never give up as long as he had a breath left.

However, the never-ending magical attacks in the fantasy realm of time and space seem to tell Mo Xianwu that human power has its limits with cruel reality.

The water magic defense flickered on and off, and Mo Xianwu no longer had the strength to hold on. Suddenly, countless magic crystals flew out of the car. The defensive formations carved on the crystals unfolded, replacing the shaky water magic defense, and received a wave of fire from time and space. Fantasy attack.

The defensive arrays on the magic crystals vary in quality, and some are even vulnerable, but there are so many of them that they fly out of the car continuously, giving the defense of "Continental No. 1" a moment of splendor.

These are the first batch of defensive formations that were sculpted on-site by the factory director in the tank. They bear the heavy responsibility of protecting everyone's lives before the tank itself is defended and repaired.

At this moment, the person in charge of the factory led by example and personally went into battle. Everyone continued the work of carving the formation. The hot and stuffy space made people sweat, but no one complained at all.

The formations you carved can really contribute to the defense of the chariot. Nothing is more inspiring than the fact that people who were once desperate finally realized that this world is not invincible. As long as everyone works together, there is still hope. !

The Twelfth Factory has indeed lived up to its reputation as the church's top formation manufacturing craftsmanship. The carving speed of several formation masters would make even Li Xingkong, a self-proclaimed formation genius, feel inferior if he were present at this moment.

Mo Xianwu, who received the support of the formation, finally had a chance to breathe, readjusted his condition, and once again used water defense magic to protect "Continental No. 1", which carried the lives of thousands of people.

The magic flying in the air dyed the world of light and darkness with brilliant colors. Blood flowed across his cheeks and fell drop by drop on the roof of the car. Li Xingkong, who was trying his best to support the magic of time, looked at the still moving space door in front of him, and then Hard work turned around and saw Luo Yingxue driving a small magic chariot, shuttling through the smoky battlefield where the ice dragon and the red flame giant were attacking from both sides, dodging the icy cone flames left and right with lightness and agility, and counterattacking in time, although she couldn't see it. Looking at Yi Ren's graceful figure, Li Xingkong could clearly feel Luo Yingxue's pure and determined heart.

On the terrace of the chariot, Mo Xianwu still supported the water defense magic. Even though she was crumbling, she did not give up at all. Her noble and beautiful face showed a look of incomparable perseverance, like a haven in the stormy sea, persistently guarding people.

And in the inner space of the chariot that Li Xingkong cannot see, whether it is the high-level elites who are racing against time to repair the defensive formation of the tank itself, or everyone who is continuing to carve the formation in full swing under the command of the factory director, fear and despair It has been replaced by the passion for struggle. Every movement and every drop of sweat speaks of the determination to survive.

Everyone is working hard, trying hard to chase the door of space. The little light shining through the door is the hope of life. However, "Continental 1" is moving at full speed and can only barely get away from the door of space. The speed remains consistent. This relative stillness is like a devil's curse. It makes people see that hope is right in front of them, but it is so far away and unreachable. Let time pass by minute by second, just like people's bleeding hearts...