Black Wizard Zhu Peng

Seeing people as people, seeing people not as people, seeing people as people, these three layers of ancient people's thought realm is very appropriate to the demigod life in this era.

　　 Wizard apprentices, and even the first, second, third, and even legendary wizards are in the realm of seeing people as people, you are you, and there is no other derivative meaning.

　　 However, when the legendary pinnacle was promoted to a demigod being, things gradually changed.

　　 For example, the earth demi-god wizard is not so much a human being, you should think of him as a huge mountain in the shape of a human, which is more clear and accurate.

　　 The demigod of the water system is a majestic sea with surging white waves.

　　The fire demigod is a huge flame, which is burned out by radiation.

　　The wind demigod is a hurricane that connects the sky and the earth.

It is not a simple description, but the existence of these demigods, they do have similar magnetic effects on the natural environment, and even phenomenon-level changes. This is the realm of seeing that people are not people. Think he is human.

After being promoted to a demigod, at least the demigod wizard in the wizarding world will undergo two basic qualitative changes, one large and one small. One is that the body grows larger, although the person is still such a big person, unless the other party deliberately restrains Hidden, otherwise the keen legendary wizard will feel like standing next to the toes of a thousand-meter mountain giant beside the demi-god wizard.

　　 As long as the big guy next to him gets a little distracted, and if he accidentally forgets his existence, he will be trampled into powder by the other party inadvertently.

　　 Just like humans, they accidentally trample ants to death. This is the pressure of life caused by the qualitative gap in the level of life.

　　 In a big way, the energy value contained in each individual cell of the demigod has already created a qualitative gap with the legendary life.

In terms of smallness, spirit, soul, and keen will, the sense of time and subtle sensibility of demi-god wizards will not increase year-on-year with the "huge" and "energetic" of the body, but they are inversely proportional. Improved, that is, the more complete the physical energy is filled, the longer the sense of time.

　　 The humans on Earth used to count one second as the smallest unit of time, but in front of demi-god wizards, they can divide one second into eighteen instants, thirty-eight instants, and even sixty-two instants!

Their sense of time is up to sixty-two times slower than normal humans. I won’t talk about other aspects for the time being. The fourth-order demigod’s enhanced witchcraft and talent abilities, these are all erased, just the big and the small. Sexual changes make it almost impossible for the legend to challenge the demigod being to win.

The energy of the demigod's life body is qualitative. The original heart, throat, and back of the head are the key to kill with one blow. For them, although it is also the place where energy gathers, it is also the key, but it is not a one-shot kill, even if someone The legendary assassin is lucky to have a sneak attack, and the attack is implemented on the key to the existence of the demigod. You can't kill the opponent with one blow, and the demigod will slow you down, and the backhand will kill you directly.

Even more disgusting is the demigod of the wizarding world. The demigod wizard is covered with a layer of talent defense field that increases with the level. This thing is very difficult to bypass. It makes the assassination of the demigod life almost impossible. It's impossible.

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　　 The absolute protagonist of tonight's banquet, the shining silver elf Prince Merlan Longway, he has obviously begun two qualitative transformations of "one big and one small".

　　 A pretty face with silver hair and an unusual beauty. The sissy phenomenon that is common in male elves was perfectly concealed under the incomparable power of a demigod wizard.

　　 The silver elf prince is surrounded by many close friends. The demigod wizard is a huge source of wealth, and the silver elf is famous in the wizarding world for its luxury and wealth.

And this Meilan Longwei is obviously a good-tempered. Although he was held by the stars and answered questions from all directions at the same time, because of the demigod sense of time and memory, he actually answered one by one, with a gentle smile on his face. kind.

　　 "But I still feel good. I am a man, and my skin is better than me." As she said, Shirley in a gorgeous backless evening dress turned her grief into appetite and ate the desserts and cakes at the banquet.

"At this distance with the demigod, even if you think about it in your heart, you can easily perceive it. I am afraid that what you said just now has been heard by the prince... I will stand by my side for a while, and I will punish you. "When Shirley was frightened by Zhu Peng's words and her face paled, the Prince Melan Longwei had already brought everyone around him to Zhu Peng's direction.

"Kastqing, your demeanor is really heartbreaking. Although you are a wizard, you have a sharp sword-like sharpness on your body. This king is also used to practice close swordsmanship in his spare time. I don't know if you can spare time. Come to be the teacher of this king?" The third-order legendary lich can be called the great lich, and the fourth-order demigod can be called the undead emperor. All transcendent beings are honored as His Majesty, so as a demigod Melan Longwei, it is natural for him to call himself the king.

　　 Zhu Peng stretched out his hand and pulled up Shirley's arm that was a little nervous, and then he stepped forward to meet Prince Melan Longwei, but even Zhu Peng did not expect the other party to say such a thing with a smile.

　　 Li Xian corporal, gentle and moist as jade, this is the first impression that Prince Melan Longwei gave.

"My swordsmanship is too crude and shallow in your eyes. I have a predecessor who is the president of the Chinese Samurai Association. Swordsmanship and martial arts are nothing but people. If you are really interested, I can introduce it on your behalf." The power of the wizarding world is not small, and its momentum is vaguely above the werewolves and blood races. If possible, Zhu Peng also hopes that the Chinese Warrior Association can form a good relationship with the silver elf demigod prince.

　　 Why didn’t Zhu Peng know that he was in danger by doing this, but when the Chinese Warriors would be in danger in the maelstrom of Wizard City?

　　 If you can get the support of the Silver Elf, it is really a huge help, you should not miss it.

"Well... this, let's talk about it, let's talk about it, Qing Custer." Prince Melan Longway waved his hand, he did not answer Zhu Peng's words, and then exchanged a few words with Zhu Peng before turning away again. .

　　 After the people of Prince Melan Longway walked away, Shirley, who still had some fear on her face, approached her brother and said, "Brother, no, is it all right?"

　　 "...It's nothing wrong with you."

Holding a wine glass, watching the prosperous night banquet in front of him, watching the Prince Merlan Longway go and talk with the cutting-edge wizards one by one, Zhu Peng didn't understand that the other party looked down on the little Chinese warrior Will do.

　　 A third-rate gang of rivers and lakes, of course, it will not be easy to cling to one of the leaders.

"Brother, let's go down here. I don't dare to breathe the atmosphere here. I think the middle and lower tiers of the spaceship are also hosting banquets. Let's go to the middle and lower tiers to relax?" Qiuyue Xueli keenly felt Zhu Peng's heart roll. Emotional, she said as she pulled La Zhupeng's sleeve.

　　 "Okay, let's go down here to relax." Feeling his sister's care, Zhu Peng sighed, and then smiled. He took Shirley out of the most prosperous Vanity Fair and walked down to the top-level luxury banquet.

The cutting-edge fighters of the Black Fort Academy, the legendary wizards who have made years of achievements, and other elite figures are all at the top banquet, but in fact, the entire fortress is a big carnival, and it is impossible to encounter any enemy attacks in the existing Black Fort world. , Prince Melan Longwei’s original intention was to let everyone relax before the war.

　　 Therefore, there are carnival crowds in the middle and lower levels of the Witch Tower Fortress, and even the lower levels will put more food for the soul slave monsters.

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The carnival of the middle and lower classes is indeed more suitable than the banquet at the top level, Zhu Peng and Shirley, the two earth survivors. They all say that three generations have cultivated a generation of nobles. From the founding of the country in the last century to the invasion of the abyss in the later period, there was no chance to cultivate. The so-called aristocracy was born. At the beginning of the founding of the country, it was the peasants who set off and drove the landlords and nobles out of the country, thus clearing the burden and pushing the Chinese civilization to the peak of prosperity.

　　During the carnival process of the middle and lower levels, there are actually many wizards doing transactions in groups. They are no better than the wizards at the top. They often come from families and have abundant resources.

Whether it’s a freshman who came up with battle exploits or those low-level old wizards who have lived for more than a hundred years, they must make the most reasonable adjustment and allocation of their resources through trading, in order to have a greater chance in the next difference. Survive in plane wars and get the benefits you want.

　　 "I finally understand why the two of us are not used to the atmosphere above." Holding Shirley's little hand, Zhu Peng turned his head and smiled at the girl.

"Why?"

　　 "Because we were originally the mud legs that were so easy to kill on the earth, mixed with the nobles on it, just like two wild boars rushing to the territory of domestic pigs, of course we will not adapt."

　　 "What is a metaphor, brother, you are a pig...Are you saying that I am fat in a disguised form?"

　　Zhu Peng defended the girl's beating, while lamenting that the girl's brain circuit was too different from her own. After experiencing the above things, Shirley really cared about her weight.

　　 "If you're really afraid of getting fat, don't eat so many sweets, sleepy and love sweets." Laughing and making noise, the two let go of their moods and began to swim in the middle and lower levels of the Witch Tower Fortress.

Such a big purchase opportunity is still relatively rare. The low and middle-level wizards often lack magic stones, but Zhu Peng is not short of magic stones. He needs magic stones to buy huge amounts of magic stones with a relatively large gap, and the magic stones that are consumed daily I have never missed it. Therefore, in this process, I really found a lot of cost-effective things.

　　 "I'm not mistaken... Is it really Brother Peng? He is not dead!" Among the crowd, a young man with a baby face was about to walk over while talking. However, he was held on his shoulder by the companion behind him.

"Yusen, what are you doing? Do you want to kill Zhu Peng? You can't see the changes of that adult over the years?" Some old but quiet voices came from behind, making Jiang Yusen's mood alleviate some.

　　 "But, I will encounter it after all, isn't it good for Brother Peng to prepare early?"

　　 "No matter how you prepare, the gap is too big... Let's go back first, let's discuss the long-term plan." The old man with a long knife on his back eventually mixed into the crowd with Jiang Yusen.

　　 At this time, Zhu Peng's gaze had just swept over, but the two old friends of the past had already turned into the corner and missed him.

　　 "Brother, what's wrong?"

　　 "It's nothing, it feels like someone looked at me just now."

　　 The night passed, and Zhu Peng and Qiuyue Xueli returned to their residence on the fortress almost in the early morning. Ma Yongzhen and Lisha had gone out to wander, and they have not returned yet. It is not certain whether they will return tonight.

The two girls, Qiuyue Xuenaili and Ma Qianrong, are debugging the performance of the 2.0 version of the gargoyle in the laboratory. In the next war, these two hundred soul slaves will form part of Zhu Peng's strength~www.wuxiaspot.com ~So the two girls tirelessly carried out the final debugging.

A day and a half later, even if the power is not fully turned on, the fortress of Song of Gods of War still spans half a continent with its excellent performance, and comes to the space crack before it, and before it, there is already an equally large and terrifying Witch Tower fortress docked here. Up.

　　 At the cracks in the blue space where the scars of the sky was scarred, a pair of mechanical iron arms stretched out on both sides of the huge fortress. Together, they emitted huge energy streams to support the entire Zerg space cracks, making it impossible to close and annihilate them normally.

At the same time, there are countless giant dragons that use fortresses as their nests, flapping their wings and flying in the air. They breathe dragon's breath and drop on the cracks in the space wrapped in energy flow. Gradually, under the power of these hundreds of giant dragons, the space The cracks gradually expanded and gradually became able to accommodate an entire fortress into it.

"Yiwen, that Meilan Longwei is unreliable. This time I will fight the Alien Zerg world. Although Aunt Jialin is the supreme commander, it is the power of you and me after all." The high elf with long golden hair dancing in the wind Standing on the fortress of Witch Tower, the girl like a Valkyrie whispered softly, as if talking to herself.

　　 But before the space crack in the distance, the silver-haired red-eyed female elf standing on the head of the pure white dragon could hear clearly.

"I understand, Sister Charlotte. I heard that this Prince Merlan Longway was still a legendary wizard at the third level, but when he was promoted to the fourth level, he would not be able to complete the transformation of a demigod. If it were not the queen of silver elves, His mother-in-law stood up to the crowd and built the "Song of the God of War" Witch Tower for him. He may not be able to maintain his current pseudo-demigod rank. When it comes to the alien plane, my fiance, I’m afraid I will only hide Command inside the fortress?"