Chapter 27 Falling into the whirlpool of thinking Merger didn't pay attention to Orel's proud look as his beard curled up.
On the battlefield on the western front of Blue Ear City, under the destruction of Olaer's fireball technique, the earth was riddled with holes and everything withered.
Although the beast tide army suffered terrible losses, it still continued to fiercely attack the defense lines of human soldiers without fear of death.
This is the terrifying thing about the killing machine monsters.
The smell of sulfur and burning in the air became more pungent due to the residual heat of the fire waves, and at the same time, it further stimulated the bloodiness and cruelty in the hearts of the monsters.
The beast tide was hit hard by the fireball magic of the legendary magician Aurel.
The sound of war drums violently beat the blood surging in the warriors' veins.
The human soldiers shouted that they would win.
Suddenly, their morale was overwhelming.
Under the shock of the fireball technique, the battlefield situation was strangely suspended for a few seconds.
However, it was only a few seconds before the battlefield was once again filled with thick blood and deafening fighting.
Chaos, ruthlessness, mixed with blood, wails, and the remains of flesh and blood on the scorched earth, it's disgusting.
A huge wave of flames swept through the area, scorching everything.
Mog's eyes were straight, staring blankly at the huge, dark pit of scorched earth in the distance.
In a few seconds, it was filled by the swarm of monsters that continued to rush up.
The limbs of the monsters that had already been carbonized in the pit were mercilessly trampled to pieces.
Even the terrifying residual warmth that had not dissipated on the scorched earth gradually dissipated amidst the stampede of the demonic beasts.
Until the huge pit caused by the fireball spell performed by Aurel was covered by the swarm of monsters that continued to rush out of the Troll Mountains, Merger's eyes were still staring straight at the direction of the pit without moving at all.
O'Layer saw the straight-eyed Merg, staring in the direction of the fireball explosion without turning his head to pay attention to him.
O'Lair knew that Mog must be thinking about insights that would help and improve his magic. .
Maybe Merger was thinking about Olaier's fireball technique, why it was both a first-level magic, but the killing effect it achieved was so different.
Maybe Merg was thinking about something else.
This was not the first time Oler had seen Merg in a daze.
After Merg took Orel's ancient silver pipe and his eyes fell on the pipe, Merg was just like this, his eyes were straight, looking at the pipe blankly, without moving at all for a long time.
Of course Orel knew that Merger's daze at the moment was a kind of in-depth thinking and exploration by his brain.
In other words, he was experiencing an epiphany.
After Merger stood quietly for a long time, and after the number of magicians on the city wall changed, Merger finally withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at Orel, who had been looking at him with a smile.
"compression" Moge's voice was a little hoarse, and the distance between his eyebrows was getting tighter under his distress.
Olaer stared at a warrior whose mouth was filled with blood foam.
The scarred breastplate was opened by the claws of the monster, and a gaping hole was opened.
However, he still shouted vaguely that he must win Olaer.
The eyes staring at the battlefield are very calm, as calm as the deep and cold lake water in autumn.
Mogu's hoarse voice drew Olaier's expressionless gaze back.
In response to Merger's question, Oler's eyes, which were narrowed to only two slits, suddenly smiled.
The ravines between the folds on Orel's old face became deeper and deeper.
He stroked his beard and nodded, then shook his head.
"Extract the impurities between the fire elements, harmonize and connect the same elements with spiritual power, and condense multiple elements into a single element."
The corners of Aurel's lips curled up slightly, he nodded again, and then shook his head.
However, Merger's doubtful eyes were still fixed on Olaier.
Olaier smiled softly, "What you see and what you think of is just the wrinkled bark on the top surface of the tree trunk."
"Using the fireball technique as a fire trigger and relying on the special structure of the lava rock ghost's body as fuel, the fireball technique successfully detonated on a large scale."
Mog grabbed his light gray short hair a few times with force, and his two thick black sword eyebrows frowned.
Coming tighter.
As if he was not sure whether his guess was correct, Moge brushed a few hairs away from his eyebrows and continued: "The lava stone ghost is a very special kind of monster.
It is not flesh and blood.
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It is an elf that disappeared thousands of years ago.
Among the tribe, they are a very remote branch of mountain elves.
It can even be said that lava rock ghosts only look like mountain elves, but they are not worthy of the word elf.
The lava rock ghost can be regarded as a creature similar to the elves in the world, but the lava rock ghost is cruel by nature.
Although the blood flowing in its body looks like magma, it is actually just a very high-temperature, blood-like liquid.
Lava Goblin is an elf-like monster whose body is made of special high-temperature rock materials from volcanoes and blood that looks exactly like magma.
Moreover, the core of lava in the body of the lava rock ghost is a kind of magic crystal that contains a large amount of fire-attribute magic power.
It contains much more fire energy than magic crystals of the same level.
And these are good combustion-supporting materials for the combustion and explosion of flames.
The magic power in the magic crystal is very violent.
Except for alchemy, it is difficult to control the violent magic power in the magic crystal by other means.
Moreover, the storage of fire-attribute magic power in the magic crystals in the lava rock ghost's body is much higher than that of magic crystals of the same level of monsters.
This also causes the magic crystals in the lava rock ghost's body to be one of the several types of magic crystals that are extremely easy to explode.
Therefore, part of the reason why the fireball technique can have such a large explosion power and range comes from the magic crystals in the bodies of a large number of lava rock ghosts on the battlefield, which serve as fuel for the flame explosion. " "Is that so?"
Merge, with messy hair, took a few steps closer and looked at Orel expectantly.
However, Aurel nodded and shook his head in a very annoyed manner.
"You damn old man!"
Merger was so angry that he grabbed Orel's beard.
"You little brat," Olaer's eyes twitched in pain.
Orel flicked Merger's forehead with his finger, making a crisp sound.
Merger, who had been bounced hard by Orel, stepped back, covering his head with severe pain with both hands, squinting his eyes and hunched over, and jumped far backwards, almost falling to the ground.
One can imagine how cruel Orel's blow was, and how painful it would be for Merg's forehead to receive this blow.
"Are all legendary magicians so powerful?"
Mog stared at Olaer fiercely and said through gritted teeth.
"How can an alchemist without fighting spirit be so strong?"
Orel also looked at Mog angrily and kept rubbing his chin.
"I'm born with no choice."
Moge rubbed his forehead, relying on his strong physique.
As he spoke, the pain from his forehead gradually subsided.
But Aurel's chin, which had a few beards pulled out, was still in pain.
"The skull collapse just now was caused by the use of a low-level magic method to produce a huge impact."
Oler closed one eye, and the pain from his jaw made him grit his teeth and inhale.
"That kind of The low-level magic method was performed based on the guess you just made."
Hearing this, Moge stared blankly and hurriedly recalled the memories of the pain on his forehead.
"wrong" Moge forgot to put down the hand that was frozen on her forehead.
There was doubt in her eyes as she kept shaking her head and muttering to herself.
"This method of instantly removing the gaps between the elements and causing the elements to condense sharply results in the release of the elements.
The release force and impact force generated by the explosion are not the same."
Merger's fingers began to tap the Austrian The pain that had become extremely small at the location where Lyle bounced was reawakened by the forceful tapping of Merger's fingers.
"The method is different, the feeling is different, the force generated is different, and the effect is different."
"There is a huge difference between explosion and impact."
"What's the difference?"
Merger once again fell into deep thought and kept talking to herself.
After a while, Moge, who was thinking with his head down, suddenly raised his head, with a dazzling light shining in his eyes.
"The only difference is the fireball technique."
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Moge slapped his forehead a few times in annoyance, "Why did I ignore the most basic thing?
Hearing this, Orel nodded with a smile on his face, but then he did not shake his head to deny Merger's conjecture like he did a few times before
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