Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

terrible!

This is not a fight of the same level at all.

No matter what conspiracies or sneak attacks the old-school drow who believe in the Spider Goddess might have, once the physical sect stands up for Ma Ndrow, there will be no fight.

When the slave army and the demon spider were still there just now, there was no need to fight. In this current situation, there is no need to fight.

Even under this situation, some die-hards still shouted: "Don't be afraid! Even if we die, our souls will still return to the spider goddess's magic palace and transform into powerful spider angels to come to the world again."

I have to admit that in this god-like world, many beings are willing to listen to this.

The morale that had just dropped seemed to have recovered a little.

When a race is not even afraid of death, there is really not much that can calm them.

Akdina also got angry and shouted with hatred: "Does a dirty female spider deserve to be called a god? You, a remnant of the old era, deserve to be crushed to death."

Who knew that as soon as she finished speaking, the giant arcane hand that could kill everyone suddenly appeared on top of that guy's head.

A finger of energy that needs someone to hug it was pressed down like this.

In the eyes of that poor man, the big finger in front of him was the Optimus Prime that reached the sky and the earth.

His...mind went blank.

In the face of this terrifying power that transcends the mortal world, all his resistance is in vain.

he died.

Being pressed to death.

The huge fingers were really like crushing an ant to death. They first crushed all the bones of his body to pieces. What was even more outrageous was that at the end, there was a small twisting movement from left to right, which caused the flesh and blood that had been squeezed into a ball to escape from the side of the fingers. It squeezed out from the cracks on the side and splashed in all directions, splashing all over his companions' bodies and faces...

Akdina's brain was also shut down, and her neck was extremely stiff and she slowly turned around: "Master, are you really pressing this button?"

Until this moment, she didn't even know the other person's name.

Matt continued to maintain this paralyzed expression, looking back at Akdina with his eyes that were so pure that they were almost 'stupid', and innocently said: "Didn't you ask me to press it?"

Akdina almost believed Matt's words. Fortunately, she grew up in the drow tribe and was exposed to all kinds of conspiracies and schemes. She immediately understood: this seemingly innocent boy definitely did it on purpose. He probably ran out on his own, fearing that his master would blame him for being too cruel and take the blame, so he started to blame him.

All right! We, Ma Enzhuoer, accept this pot willingly!

She answered immediately, and her attitude was as humble as possible: "Uh, that's right! Thank you, Master, for your cooperation. We, Ma En Zhuoer, are very grateful. Next, if the other party does not resist excessively, please leave it to us. .”

"Yeah. Okay." Matt's answer was an understatement, but his next little move scared the pee out of many female drow.

Because the arcane hand is linked to Matt's hand posture, he accidentally found that his arcane energy finger had a lump on his finger. Matt didn't know what to think. He was like a little bastard who picked his nose and disposed of it casually. Raising his hand, the huge arcane finger immediately rubbed against the wall of the cave next to him.

The flesh and blood has been wiped clean.

In the eyes of the drow, that means another thing - you are no different from a bunch of flies in my eyes, and if it makes me unhappy, don't blame me for "painting the wall" with you.

There were more than 400 drows on the opposite side, all of them shaking as if they were swinging.

Not to mention being afraid of the other side, Akdina was also afraid. She always felt that this seemingly silly and powerful mage was not in his right mind.

Surrounded by two high-level professional guards, she stood out from the crowd and said loudly: "Compatriots! Cruel slavery will eventually be overthrown due to low productivity! A freer and more equal system will be established! Even if It’s not too late, join us, Ma Nzhuoer, and create a better future together!”

well!

If you put this into perspective among other races, you might be able to create some empathy.

Among the drow group who are famous for their cunning and cunning, the translation of these words becomes this: Come on! Trust us, Ma En. Otherwise, if you don’t believe in Ma En and are unwilling to die, we can only let the people from [physics] come and reason with you.

So, based on a completely different starting point.

At a time when the spider goddess has not appeared for a hundred years, these spider believers who once claimed to be devout knelt down on one knee, introduced the Ma En faith that had been "treasured" for a long time in the "Spider Web of the Soul", and began to fiercely whitewash themselves.

Matt tilted his head as he watched those black drows who were supposed to be enemies rolling around on the ground, or kneeling with tears and snot in their eyes, begging someone to forgive them for the sins they had committed.

"It's none of my business?"

When Akdina heard this, she was frightened and hurriedly saluted.

"Thank you, Master, for your rescue at the critical moment. Ma Enzhuoer..." She originally wanted to say that there must be something in return, but her words felt bitter. How could she find the ability to repay others? She could only say: "If you need anything, Please be sure to mention where we work. We will do our best to meet your request."

Matt blinked: "My master said that I can't hit the movable dragon head now, so he won't let me slay the dragon. If you can, catch me some flexible monsters and let me practice my skills."

When Akdina and the drow beside her heard this, they almost peed in fear.

The biggest key to fighting against the dragon is not whether you can hit it, but whether you can break it and defend it. The scales of an adult dragon are as hard as fine steel, and coupled with the extremely strong dragon skin, ordinary ballistae cannot penetrate the dragon unless it hits the dragon within a hundred meters.

Are you thinking about whether you can hit or not?

Having seen Matt's battles, how dare Akdina and the others treat him as an ordinary little apprentice!

I must be the father’s provider!

Akdina thought for a while: "I know that there is a kind of demon bees somewhere. Their movements are similar to the wasp demons in the devil. They should be able to meet your request. Please give us some time, half a month, no, a week. Okay. We will capture the magic bees for you as soon as possible to practice with."

"Oh, that's it, okay, thank you." Matt was polite and bowed to her.

But Akdina and the others didn't dare to accept his return gift, so they quickly knelt down and sent Matt away like a god.

Before leaving, Akdina dared to ask: "That's right. I haven't asked Master your name yet. How will we deliver the monsters then?"

"Name tab? What name?"

"That's your name, Master!" Akdina realized that this guy really didn't understand, and she couldn't help it.

"Oh, my name is Matt, Matt Schoenaerts, and I am the fourth disciple of Master Tesla. When you get the things, just give them to Brother Harry." After saying that, Matt was in a good mood and hummed. The unknown little song took the little follower and left like this.

A group of Ma'ndro were left looking at each other.