"All relevant personnel, please step back to a safe distance. The coordinate points of the meteor explosion spell are expected to be confirmed." The elf mage once again verified the paper full of calculation steps in his hand, and at the same time looked at the bald human with an incredible look.

When the other party was calculating math-related work, the speed was so fast that the elf mage wanted to cover his face and escape. Moreover, the calculation formulas and symbols used by the other party made him give up his self-esteem and stood by like a secretary to try hard to understand and remember.

"Is this our only way for the last time?" Wang Yue, a swordsman, asked in confusion, and said to the demon hunter beside him: "Head, I think instead of relying on that one percent chance, we should go as far as we can go on the Xiaojiang account now."

"At the speed of Xiaojiang, ten hours are enough for us to reach a safe distance." Xu Yichen patted Wang Yue on the shoulder: "We will give priority to solving the problems here."

"I'm very sorry, but when we designed it, we did consider all possible accidents. No one could cross the obstacles we set up and use magic to directly enter the Well of Eternity." The elf mage emphasized with a little pride, but soon his tone turned into frustration: "We were fully prepared, but we didn't expect Silver Moon City to collapse."

"Yes, yes, we didn't expect that we would live well here, but someone wanted to blow us up to the sky with the land under our feet?" The swordsman Wang Yue said in a sarcastic tone: "Our fate is so miserable, right?"

"It's true..." The elf mage finally realized that the human beings who were communicating with him were mocking him, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "I think I'm ready, let's start!"

With the efforts of the elves, a conical landing point with a diameter of fifty meters and a depth of more than five meters has been dug out above the control room of the Eternal Well.

If the small meteorite summoned by the Meteor Blast spell hit the bull's eye, it would save them at least 30 meters of engineering.

Of course, this is the most ideal situation. If the meteor explosion spell can be used so accurately, this spell would have been used by legendary mages as a killer to clear their enemies at a certain point.

Thirty-seven percent, that's the most extreme level they can do.

"My Lord, I don't understand why you should stop me from stopping their plans?" Julius hid himself in the clouds of the sky, watching the elves in the camp below drawing large target marks in bright red.

"Because it is a rare entertainment to watch these little bugs try to conquer their destiny." On Julius's shoulder, Minerva's head suddenly spoke: "Leave your destiny to the probability to decide, it almost made my tears fall."

"Great Saint Tsengch, I don't know you are paying attention to this place in person." Julius restrained his impulse to bow down: "It is not a question of your great will, but they are indeed likely to succeed."

"In other worlds, some people call me the Messenger of Hope, the God of Destiny. Although I am not interested in these meaningless titles, I like random probability events very much. Sometimes I will roll dice to determine the final fate of a certain world or race." Minerva's face had a smile of unknown significance: "Although I knew the result before I rolled the dice, this time it was different. I couldn't predict the final result, so I was looking forward to it."

"Is it because of that Cyrius humanity?" Jurius asked as he looked at his sister's face that began to melt, "Is this why you have been paying attention to him? Can he jump out of the web of destiny you weave to some extent?"

"Hahaha, he was never inside. He thought he could dance outside my palms all the time, but the more he exposed, the more I understood." Minerva's head was like a melted candle, and Julius could see the coke-like brain inside through those hollow eyes.

"I want to know for a long time, but I want to know the complexity and longing for thoughts. Only the saint Tsengqi will not be trapped." Julius felt that he could not understand the meaning of the saint Tsengqi's words, and ended the conversation with a holy word circulated within the sect of Tsengqi.

"I had known that the mages could summon meteorites and play, I wouldn't be a monk at the beginning." Feng Wuyi, who was lying in the distance, said excitedly: "I don't know how many laws of physics this spell has destroyed. Although I have seen too many things that violate the laws of physics here, this still makes me look forward to it."

"You just don't want to keep the precepts, are you monks?" The swordsman Wang Yue added next to him: "I have heard the precepts set by Master Sanzang before. I know that physicists are not easy to find a girlfriend, but your parents probably didn't expect you to find a more challenging profession in the game!"

Feng Wuyi closed his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures that made people calm down and lacked desires several times to prevent himself from slapping his companions to death on the ground.

"They started." Xu Yichen looked at the distant sky and suddenly a portal appeared, and then a meteorite burning with flames fell down with a whistling sound.

"Strange, it's not passing through the atmosphere, why does it still burn?" the monk asked in confusion.

"I guess it didn't live well when it passed through the portal." The swordsman Wang Yue subconsciously complained: "And the meteorites that don't burn will look strange."

But this is by no means the strangest thing they have ever seen today.

"Oh no!" The monk looked at the path of the meteorite with all his attention, constantly calculating the track: "The angle of the portal is wrong, and the final landing point of the meteorite may be deviated... It is likely to hit a certain open space on the west side of our expected target!"

"These elves really can't do anything well, right?" The swordsman Wang Yue said angrily: "Whether it is a good or a bad thing, they have achieved nothing!"

Then, the black mist that had been shrouded in the Silver Moon City suddenly became a bunch, like the tentacles of a prehistoric beast. It suddenly raised its tentacles and sucked it on the meteorite in the air, and then quickly dissipated.

The meteorite changed its expected track, and it hit the target position preset by humans and elves with a shocking loud bang.

"I began to feel that this matter was going in a bad direction!" The monk felt the vibration from his feet and swallowed: "I think it's the right decision for us to run away now."
Chapter completed!