Spellcasting Heavens

There is no doubt that if the entire Darent civilization is compared to an egg, then the Parliament is the yolk part where all the essence is gathered.

Although in terms of numbers, the parliament has always maintained a size of about thirty people and will neither expand nor shrink.

But the power they possess is almost more powerful than all the remaining spellcasters combined.

As long as the internal conflicts among these thirty people are controlled within a certain range, no matter how violent the lower-class people are, it will not have any impact on the existing order and distribution of interests, even if more than half of the expeditionary force is Even if they rebel, they can calmly make plans and quell the rebellion bit by bit.

It can be said that in their eyes, the only real opponents and enemies are each other, and the rest are all tools and chess pieces to be used.

However, as two boys killed one of the congressmen in the last raid, everyone present realized that they must solve this trouble that could threaten their own lives, otherwise similar things are likely to happen. Will happen again.

It is precisely because of this consensus that the MPs who had been divided into two groups did not break up and still maintained their superficial obedience to the Speaker.

Admiring this group of big men standing at the top of the pyramid of power and power, the boy gently stroked the behemoth lying on the spot like a pet, grinned and said: Then let the game begin!

The words just fell!

A huge device used to suppress the geocentric force field immediately began to work with the cooperation of several council members.

In the blink of an eye, the force field that was everywhere was suppressed to its lowest point.

Even every spell caster can feel the joy of magical energy filling the air.

The Speaker didn't even say a word. He raised his hand and shot out thousands of colorful and dazzling beams.

These beams of light continuously collide and refract in the air at extremely fast speeds, and finally converge together, surrounding them from all directions like a net.

Cage of Light?!

The boy's pupils suddenly shrank.

As a child who grew up on Darent's home planet, he had heard the name of this powerful spell, but had no chance to obtain the corresponding spell model.

Because this is an exclusive magic, no one can pry into the mystery behind these magic beams until the creator voluntarily donates it or dies.

Oh? You can actually recognize it! A surprised expression appeared on the speaker's face.

After all, he has only used this spell a few times since its invention, and few of the members of Congress have even seen it with their own eyes.

But now, the other party actually handed over the name of the spell accurately at the first glance, without any wavering or hesitation.

Of course! Otherwise, why do you think I dare to say such arrogant words as destroying the Darent civilization? You know that I am super serious and plan to take practical actions to make it a reality.

Staring at the shrinking light net, the boy not only did not show any panic, but instead used alchemy to create a wooden stick and gently touched the gap in the light net.

Buzz! ! ! ! !

With a tremor that cannot be described in words,

The entire stick suddenly underwent a series of complex and astonishing changes.

The part that touched the green light began to grow rapidly, as if receiving external stimulation, and even sprouted fresh branches and leaves.

The parts that touch the yellow will wither and decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually turn into a foreign object that emits a pungent smell.

In addition, there is the burning caused by red light, the current caused by blue light, the devouring of black light, the decomposition of purple light, etc...

Almost every color of light represents some kind of magical attribute or regular power.

In the face of such a complex confinement spell, generally speaking, the best choice is to stay calm and not do any unnecessary movements.

Otherwise, no one knows what will happen after contact.

What’s even more terrifying is that whenever two colors of light come together, brand new colors and properties may be born.

Under such a complex and changeable spell model, 99.9% of people will panic and cannot find a way to crack it. They can only watch the scope of activity getting smaller and smaller, and finally have no choice but to Choose to surrender.

But unfortunately, the two boys are obviously not ordinary.

Especially Luke, who is very sensitive to energy, his eyes are constantly moving on the brilliant light network. Before anyone else realizes anything, he raises his hand and accurately shoots the magic runes into the nodes one after another.

In less than thirty seconds, this powerful magic that caused headaches for countless Darent people began to collapse in front of everyone.

When the light cage shrunk to ten meters away from the tribe, it suddenly made a harsh sound.

The next second...

With a snap, it shattered into millions of tiny light groups, slowly floating in the air.

You don't need to ask to know that these light groups are the remaining energy after the collapse of the spell model, and they may also carry some kind of attribute power.

But their power is too weak to pose a threat to truly powerful spellcasters.

Are you the baby who disappeared from the mother planet twelve years ago?

The Speaker stared intently at Luke's childish face, his tone full of undisguised surprise.

There is no way not to be surprised!

It took him thirty years to create this spell, so from the day it was completed, it had never been cracked by an opponent, let alone in such an almost barbaric way.

After all, there are at least 50,000 energy nodes on the Cage of Light, of which more than 2,000 occupy the support structure.

With such a huge number, it would take a lot of effort to figure it out, let alone mortal spellcasters, or gods with magical vocations.

But just now, it only took less than thirty seconds to complete the entire process from analysis to cracking.

Yes! I am the baby who disappeared twelve years ago. Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you, otherwise I would probably die in the endless desolate desert. As a thank you, I will let this feast of destruction end Maybe wonderful, make your death as meaningful as possible... Luke responded politely.

Although he never showed any complacency from beginning to end, his whole body exuded a chilling and strong malice.

Those who have not personally experienced the planet destroyed by the Darent civilization will never understand the feeling of knowing that there is no future and no hope from the moment they are sensible, let alone the extent to which they can go to survive...

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