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Chapter 243 Technical Spellcasting

Chapter 243 Technical method casting

Boom! With a muffled sound, the wind element exploded under Khalimo, turning into a column of air spraying directly on its body. The wind element is the most difficult to detect among all natural elements, because there is air around it. Just like in sea water, the most difficult to detect is the changes of the water element.

This is especially true in this divine realm where the element fluctuates slightly. The air column formed by the huge amount of wind elements has almost no lethality, but its impact is very violent, instantly spraying Sharimo's body into the air.

At present, both Emina's sword rain and Sharimo's gun hammer have lost their respective goals.

However, Sharimo, who was pushed into the air, couldn't help but panic. Unless you are a mage who is born to fight in the air, don't leave the ground, especially in front of the mage.

Without the power of the earth, even if there is power such as fighting spirit, it will not be flexible in the air. At least it cannot be more flexible than the magic after the eyes are locked.

Khalimo, who was pushed into the air, instantly felt a powerful gaze locked on it. When it turned around, it suddenly found that the despicable, shameless, insidious and cunning magician had been attacking it continuously, and more than a dozen basin-sized fireballs gathered around him. Each one was compressing wildly. The most powerful white fireballs that had shrunk to the size of fists, ready to go.

Kharimo was undoubtedly sealed here by Ada Ficke or the so-called Fire God. As the enemy of the flame god, it certainly knows how terrible this fireball compressed to incandescent is. Although it is not as good as the so-called Divine Fire, it is already the highest temperature that ordinary creatures can control.

It was hit on the front, with its strength, and such a fireball was a bit too much to bear.

In the air, he was locked by the mage's eyes. Sharimo was not so arrogant that he thought he could flash the mage's eyes in the air. He was not good at moving in the air.

The body shrank again, hugged the chest pocket with both hands, pushed his knees to his chest, and Sharimo rolled backwards to the ground, and the blood-red light wrapped around it as a layer.

This is the realm of the God of Fire. The fire element is several times more active than the outside world. Any fire magic has an increase of one to several times here. Gris originally only used the three-level ordinary fireball technique, but after the sacrifice, these three-level fireball techniques are comparable to those of the six or seven outside.

To avoid wasting, Gris naturally had to compress it, but unexpectedly, with the pressure, the fireball turned incandescent. The Fire God Realm's increase in fire magic is indeed all-round.

The fireball compressed to the extreme was shot out, and almost no one saw it clearly and hit Sharimo's body. In the violent explosion, the blazing flames engulfed Sharimo's body.

The second fireball followed closely, penetrated the blazing flames and accurately hit the Sharimo who was engulfed by the flames.

Wow, whiff, whiff, whiff, the sound of breaking through the air and the sound of explosions were connected together. A series of more than a dozen fireballs kept bombarding, and the heat of the explosion increased the temperature of the entire space a lot.

Eminena pursed her face, her beautiful eyes shining.

Gris deserves the title of Magic Fort. As soon as more than a dozen fireballs were shot, a dozen immediately hovered beside him. He did not waste the bursting flames. The air around him began to rotate under his control, spinning faster and faster, and finally turned into a whirlwind, holding the flames to press towards the center of Khalimo.

The wind assisted the fire. The already fierce flame quickly released all the heat with the help of the strong wind, and immediately pulled the temperature in the center of the whirlwind to the extreme.

"Ah~Ahhh!!!" A painful roar came from the center of the whirlwind, and a powerful force exploded there. With a bang, it shook and dispersed with the wind and fire spiral.

Sharimo rushed out of the center of the whirlwind in black, and the muscles in his body were swelling and blood filled.

It's so embarrassing that he suffered such a great loss from a mage with obviously low strength. In the past, Sharimo, a mage of this level, had no direct look at it.

The burning pain in his body made him angry. Just now it stimulated all the blood and energy in his body, and barely supported this wave of attack. His already empty stomach now feels hungry, so he must fight quickly.

He made up his mind to fall heavily to the ground, and was so angry that he completely forgot the lesson he had just learned.

The ground suddenly became extremely smooth, and my feet couldn't bear to eat the ground. I immediately slid forward, and my feet flew into the air and sat heavily on the ground.

But the extremely smooth ground just now appeared several sharp bulges when it sat down.

"Oh~" Sharimo's butt tightened, and he screamed in a whisper just now.

Seize the opportunity and a new batch of fireballs that have been compressed will start shooting.

"Roar!" Sharimo hit the ground with both fists. The fierce force shook the smooth ground to pieces, and the remaining force penetrated into the ground, completely dispersing the earth elements that Gris had quietly accumulated. Then it hit the ground with all its feet, bounced horizontally like a gorilla, trying to avoid the fireball.

Locked by his eyes, the fireball turned a corner in the air, circled back from the side, and shot towards the back of Sharimo.

However, after such a circle, it is inevitable that it will be a little slower. Sharimo has taken the opportunity to start, using his hands and legs together, and jumped towards Gris like an orc. It is a scare to Gris. Although he loses a little speed, he will at least not be slipped so easily.

Since that's the case, Gris didn't sneak around and directly cast a smoothing technique to cover the distance between Sharimo and him. At the same time, the second fireball shot towards the opponent.

Before landing, Sharimo punched the smooth ground first, and then quickly flashed to the side to avoid the second fireball.

But before he could start, the third fireball had already followed.

There was no way to avoid it, Sharimo punched out, and the blood light burst out through the fist, and the third fireball was blown out first.

Immediately afterwards, the fourth and fifth fireballs also shot.

Sharimo flashed with force, and suddenly felt a heat behind him. The two that were flashing by it had already surrounded it.

The old force had just finished its new force and had no way to dodge. Sharimo could only swing his fist, turn around and swing to explode the two fireballs, but before it could turn around, the two fireballs had already collided with each other and exploded in advance.

With the huge impact force, Sharimo, who had not yet stood firm, couldn't help but lean forward and lost his balance again.

The remaining fireball hit it in one breath, blasting its strong body backward step by step, and was finally completely engulfed by the violent flames.

Although these fights from the back are very complicated to describe, they are actually just a few blinks, and Robert looks a little dazzled. He saw this in a daze, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "Uh, I didn't expect that Gris, you are still technically sensible..."

The exquisite control, the precise timing, the flexibility of magic use, and the coordination of various magic systems are completely textbook-like classics. Originally, Robert was planning to come up to help, but now it seems that he is not needed.
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