Stormwind God Chapter 9

Confused, with the sound of wind in his ears, Duke woke up from a sharp pain under his right rib. In a somewhat confused vision, he found that the scene had changed from Northshire Abbey, which was dotted with flames, to El, full of dark branches. Wen Forest.

"Boy, can you hear me?"

"Uh…" Listening to the voice that the other party specifically suppressed, Duke knew he was impossible and knew who the other party was. By the way, Duke swore that he didn't even know this guy.

Mouth opened wide, Duke found that he could only spit out one blood bubble and could not speak at all. It wasn't until this time that Duke realized that he had been thrust into a dagger under his right rib. Paralysis Poison made him feel less sensitive. However, the severe pain still surpassed the paralysis that Paralysis Poison could paralyze, causing Duke a burst of heartache.

"Boy, let you be clear about your death. If you don't embarrass Sir Brando during the day, maybe it's on your mage aptitude, the Brando family will take you into the family and be a The family mage guards the door. Hehe…it's a pity that your innate talent is."

"Uh…" Duke wanted to scold, but the piercing of the dagger caused a lot of blood to flow into his lungs, mostly With his lungs flooded with blood, he was speechless in pain.

Mom! of!

Sure enough, nobles have nothing good!

An emotion called regret, dyes Duke's heart completely. As a law-abiding university student, Duke's heart still hasn't changed, so he was recruited.

Incomparably simply fell under the opponent's revenge, Brando only sent an unknown rogue to bring him down.

"Boy, don't think who will give you a head start. No matter how strong your innate talent is, it cannot be transformed into strength. You are still that fragile little fellow. Don't worry, I will take good care of you." He grabbed Duke's face, forcibly twisted Duke's neck, and pointed to a dim distance.

That is by the lake, with many rough triangular houses. Then there are a large number of monsters with the upper body like a fish but with bizarre human-shaped limbs by the lake.

Duke recognized it immediately.

"Yes! Murloc!" The other party was grinning wildly: "A boy who is unfamiliar with life. He was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep at night, and then he accidentally walked into the Irvine Forest and ran into fishy. Murloc, who is not afraid, was eaten as a result. Isn't this a perfect script? At least, even if anyone is skeptical, there is no way to show evidence that Sir Brando did it."

Duke's body was for a while. Trembling. Thinking of his body about to be torn apart by those sharp and fishy teeth, Duke felt sick.

Duke is dead.

The opponent still overestimated Duke's small size. Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, the commoner boy can survive for about twenty minutes.

"What? It's dead!? I want to hear your screams when Murloc is alive swallowed, and then use the magic crystal to record your business with Master Brando." The other party looked very annoyed. , But, in an instant, he was relieved: "Forget it, take back the residue after Murloc swallowed his corpse. Let the adults know that he has suffered enough before his death. That's okay."

After all, the rogue assassin stepped forward, trying to hold Duke's leg, pick him up again, took it and threw it to Murloc.

The moment he picked up Duke, he suddenly noticed that the weight on his shoulders had disappeared.

"Oh! Really? Then I will use the same method to deal with you, then you have no objection?" Duke's cold voice sounded like a ghost behind Rogue.

The voice of system spirit kept ringing in Duke's ears. The continuous voice should be very slow and consume a lot of time. Duke surprisingly discovered that the voice is compressed, just like an advanced computer can play I don't know how many millions of calculations are completed in one second, and the system's voice is turned into words, patterns, and even the information of mind synchronization that Duke can understand. Duke directly learns.

In the outside world, even a thousandth of a second has not passed.

"It is detected that the Host is in a major crisis. The reaction time of the enemy is expected to be 0.3 seconds. The casting process is ignored… It is detected that there are no elements to borrow from the outside world, and the Host within the body mana is automatically extracted instead… Entropy During value calculation, the magic model is reset…"

"Special skills [Presence of Mind] are activated."

"[Presence of Mind]: Super Magic Specialty, will automatically ignore the cast time of the next non-instant spell, changed to instant."

"System automatic calibration…Level 1 [Pyroblast] launch!"

There was no time to react at all, Rogue was horrified to find that a blazing flame was lit up behind him, and a flame stone as big as a water basin slammed over…

"Bang——" Unguarded, this rogue brother almost It's hard to eat Duke's[Pyroblast]! The whole person flew out and plunged into the flames, making a mournful scream sound.

It's over?

No! not yet!

Duke doesn't know how strong this guy is. He endured the discomfort caused by the system's forceful launch of [Pyroblast] just now, and almost forcibly swallowed the vomiting feeling in his chest and abdomen. , Start rubbing the second [Pyroblast].

Duke doesn't know if he can succeed or if his mana is enough. Instinctively believes that this guy is definitely not going to die, and he must make up for it.

The system keeps beeping: "Mana backlash is detected in Host within the body, the probability of casting failure is increased by 38.78%, and the fire element input is automatically started to equalize…cast time is extended to 8 seconds, and magic formidable power is increased ..."

8 seconds!

8 seconds to decide life and death!

If you had a choice, Duke would never stand stupidly and rub the Fireball for seven seconds. The tragedy is that Duke, the so-called magic apprentice, has only such a magic. He has mastered [Pyroblast] nonsensically, but he will not even [Fireball] before [Pyroblast].

Facing a rogue with high agility, high speed, and strength many times stronger than himself, Duke knew that his other melee and so on attacks would be invalidated.

The only way to rub [Pyroblast]!

Rogue is still rolling on the ground, although [Pyroblast] In addition to instant damage, the flames entwining him can cause continuous damage, but Duke clearly sees that the fire is weakening.

When rogue regains his mobility, it is Duke's death again.

8 seconds! Eight seconds, which had been so long as eight hundred years, finally passed. With the expectation of Duke to kill his opponent, a ball of flames as big as a brazier was pushed out of Duke's palm once again in hopes of killing his opponents in the best possible way. ???????

A detail that destroyed all Duke's hopes, because Duke was horrified to find that the rolling rogue suddenly stopped rolling, and in the raised head, his eyes opened. It was a pair of Fierce and vivid eyes full of killing intents—boy, I want to smash you into pieces!

That's what those eyes said!