.

When Wang Wen learned that the great magician Dabus had already gone to the night elf stronghold, he rushed over without stopping by airship.

Even the coach didn't attend the small celebration specially held by the coach.

The coach repeatedly sighs that great people always have some common points, all of which are humble and diligent.

Even if the original words left by Wang Wen were "It's not like killing people away, I'm just celebrating the truth."

None of the adjutants who had disliked him before appeared and "confronted" them.

They all smiled and said, "You are busy, you are busy", one is more like Jingba.

After all, the person in charge of the trap personally admitted that the trap had been completed.

Five days of life can be completed overnight, and this ability alone is enough to make all the adjutants shut up.

What's more, there is also a magical level of "killing" 100,000 enemy soldiers in seconds.

No one dares to offend such a top-notch mainlander easily.

The trend of the battle situation is basically dominated by this kind of magic master.

The coach has been in high spirits and is in a very good mood.

Order to start the trap immediately.

And pull all the adjutants together, take the airship to the trap and appreciate the effect after the trap is activated.

Wait for Wang Wen to arrive at the night elf stronghold.

What I saw was a large dark red area gathered in the distance.

On the wall of the stronghold stood the worried Dabs and the happy Moran.

The two's expressions formed a sharp contrast.

Mo Ran asked Dabs curiously: "Why are you so worried?"

Dabs said, "There are too many people." He asked Mo Ran curiously again: "Why are you so happy?"

Mo Ran thought about it and smiled happily, "There are too many people!"

Wang Wen arrived in an airship. Before the airship could stop, he jumped out impatiently and rushed to Dabus and said, "The trap has been completed. Let's guard it here. Teach me the method of making the divine stone as soon as possible?"

Dabs looked at him suspiciously, pointed to the crimson ocean outside, which could not be seen at first glance, and asked: "So many enemies, the other party should have been out in full swing, how do you defend it?"

"Old Mo!" Wang Wen grabbed Mo Ran, who was jumping around and solemnly reminded: "It depends on you at the critical moment! The progress is only more than 80 points left. Try to rush to places with a lot of people to disrupt the formation and drag people down!"

Mo Ran smiled and jumped out of the stronghold and headed towards the crimson ocean.

Dabs shouted worriedly: "Hey you."

Wang Wen pulled him into the stronghold: "Don't worry, he can't die. If you don't teach me how to be a divine stone, I will really die."

At this moment, the progress of the aircraft suddenly increased wildly.

From the original ten o'clock, it was like flying all the way, and it almost added ten o'clock in a blink of an eye.

In one breath, one hundred will reach.

Wang Wen was shocked and turned his head angrily to look at Mo Ran.

As a result, Mo Ran outside the base was also very confused.

He looked at himself, then looked at the crimson ocean that was still far away but hadn't even touched, and ripples appeared in his heart:

Could it be that the deeds of destroying more than 90 giants in one breath last night have already spread to the enemy's camp?

The person opposite recognized him and was scared to death?

Mo Ran thought about it and thought it was possible, but he also felt that the aircraft statistics progress was unreasonable.

How can others be considered to be afraid of others?

He is preparing to make a good argument with the aircraft.

Just listen to the mechanical sound announce without emotion.

【Level progress is full】

[Please enter the next floor within five minutes, otherwise force teleport]

Wang Wen, who is in the stronghold, asked the aircraft: "Where did the progress come from?"

【Mechanism Trap】

"I tested last night that someone used a mechanism to kill the target without adding progress at all? Is the statistics wrong?"

[The target is mainly controlled by the crossbow, and the automatic mechanism kills the target is mainly those who set traps. The main contributors to the current progress are: Lonely Shazhou Cold 85.610035%]

Wang Wen was shocked and turned his head to ask Zhu Xingguo: "Momo how many institutions did you arrange last night?"

Zhu Xingguo looked confused: "Ah? I don't remember, just remember Master, you kept saying "Hurry, hurry up..."

Wang Wen regretted that his duodenum was causing a vague pain.

He asked Dabus next to him unwillingly: "Master, in four minutes, can you teach me how to make a divine stone?"

Dabs shook his head inexplicably: "Of course it's impossible, what's wrong? Are you in a hurry?"

"Grass.."

All my heart and blood was put into the water.

Wang Wen's eyes were red.

He took the airship and rushed to the front of the crimson ocean in minutes, closed his eyes and opened it.

"boom!"

The ground was sunken, and at least thousands of high-altitude creatures were crushed into meat paste by invisible heavy pressure.

He closed his eyes again, this time it took a little longer, and it took about five seconds.

When I opened it again, the crimson ocean on the ground was one quarter less.

Seeing that Mo Ran started killing, the desire that had been holding back all night could finally be released in these last few minutes.

He replaced the [Dharma Hand] with a very rare opportunity, retrieved a pair of black fists from the aircraft and put them on.

When the two fists touched, lightning suddenly appeared in the fist.

The fist that was raised in the air pierced countless lightning arcs around it, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a light ball composed of lightning, falling into the monster pile.

Centered on the landing point.

A lightning area with a diameter of over kilometers appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth.

Thunder blew up during the day, and electric arcs all over the sky accompanied by violent high temperatures, carbonizing all living things in this kilometer-diameter circle.

The crimson ground mixed with blood also became a layer of amber-like crystal.

Mo Ran stood at the center of the circle with his hands hanging down with his black gloves, and this punch destroyed at least nearly a thousand enemies.

Dabs in the rear stronghold released some magic and appeared outside the high-temperature circle with Zhu Xingguo.

He looked at the large scorched earth in front of him with a dumbfounded look, thinking in his heart whether he could reach this level without using the forbidden spell.

This top magician from the mainland was watching the newcomers coming from the rear for the first time.

As a result, Mo Ran looked at Wang Wen, who was bombing everywhere in an airship, and was very dissatisfied with his achievements.

I feel that I can't catch up with that crazy person by just beating him with my strength.

So he took out a set of devices from the aircraft.

Very familiar.

It is the 300-layer rare type that was given to Zhu Xingguo as a disciple gift: a simple remote-controlled micro-carrying missile that was loaded with a small range of destruction of high-concentration hot-pressure warheads.

"boom!"

The carrier ignites and pushes, spraying out light and dark tail flames and a large amount of smoke.

The already extremely high temperature nearby rose again, and Dabus, who was shocked outside the circle, couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at the colorful cloud that was "summoned" by Mo Ran, rising from the ground, and his eyes were a little confused.

He couldn't understand it any more.

Where did this group of people come from?

What exactly are these tricks that seem to be magic but not magic?

Dabs' doubts are destined to be unanswered.

When the missiles are carried to a high altitude, Mo Ran silently sets the missile landing point to the densest area behind the enemy.

Then gently press the sci-fi red button on the remote control.

Gently spit out four words from your mouth.

“Ha~~Lelujah”

The missiles at high altitude made a sharp whistling sound and rushed towards the set target location. The movement path of the whole process was roughly as follows:⊿.

The missile disappeared from sight and landed behind the crimson ocean.

Dabs, the top magician in the mainland, stared at the missile without knowing his own fault.

When I first landed, there was only a dazzling white light in front of me.

The world is quiet.

It seems that even the wind and air are absorbed.

Then, the roar of shock waves and high heat swept through him made a muffled sound like a beep in his ears.

Dizziness, weak legs, nausea and dry retching, and tears in my eyes that I can't see.

In the distance, the densest place in the crimson ocean.
Chapter completed!