Chapter 620 Projection Space!

"So skilled."

Lin Wu muttered, the ghost knows how many fire element cannons were built behind such skilled movements.

"These bastards have a greater sense of crisis than each other, I don't know if I have deployed a lot of guns?

One by one, you will continue to make arrangements. "

After Lin Wu finished speaking, he shook his head.

"Forget it, don't bother with them, I'll arrange my resonance weapon and Tesla coil tower.

Hope to have a good performance in this first battle. "

The soul took out a space box, and took out huge structures one by one. One after another, the huge structures floated out of thin air, and assembled in the air. After a while, a tower that was not inferior to ordinary mage towers was formed, but it was slimmer and taller. The blue tower for sale took shape, and under the dark sun of the abyss world, blue electric sparks danced on the tower.

Lin Wo looked at the blue tower with a smile on his face. Next to him, construction teams assembled and built mage towers and low-profile mage fortresses.

In addition, the forbidden magic force field, the dimensional anchor, the large net of gold-patterned black steel chains, etc., one by one, the magic structures are imprinted on the mountain, and the layout is filled with this space.

Under the efforts of the Mage Association, the surface of the entire valley does not seem to have changed in any way, but in fact, every space, every rock, and every corner here has a constant spell structure, which is full of the arrangements of the mages.

It seems that nothing has changed, but in fact, earth-shaking changes have taken place beneath it.

In addition, the door to another world opened again, and this time Lin Wu brought in another batch of materials.

In an emergency, Ke Qingzhi's mecha made a great breakthrough in his career.

The biggest breakthrough this time is that the new Mecha Envoy no longer needs to move the mental space.

This time, Ke Qingzhi's thinking is completely different. This time, Ke Qingzhi uses the projection effect to completely copy and project the spiritual space to form an illusory spiritual space.

Although the spiritual space is illusory, it still intercepts the magic of the spiritual space, and still intercepts the magic of the spell slot.

This kind of mental space projection can currently last for about three hours. After three hours or so, it is like a real spiritual space, and there is almost no difference.

It's just that when the mental space is projected, the original mental space cannot be used, and it will fall into silence, and if the projection of the mental space is shattered, the vitality of the mental space will be severely damaged, but it will not die.

This kind of mental space projection is only a temporary breakthrough because the technology is not perfect enough, so it can only be used within the coverage of mental power.

After learning about it, Lin Wu directly took it over, and then took some of the stored mechas and made a little modification, so the few mechas with the sixth-level combat power became the shells of the mechas to project the spiritual space.

And these mechs will become the only mages who can face the eighth-order demons.

At that time, all mages, including Mo Lan, Lu Bin, and Lin Wu, will not face the eighth-order demon directly on the battlefield.

At most, Lin Wo will use the technology of mental space projection to control its seventh-tier mecha to fight.

Lu Bin will use the Zhan Yi Pagoda Spirit to spread his spiritual power over, remotely control the space, and prepare for the battle.

As for Mo Lan, he didn't prepare anything, but used his mental power to remotely connect to the Zhanyi Pagoda Spirit, controlling something mysteriously. Lin Wu and Lu Bin asked him several times, but he didn't answer.

It has been half a month since everything was arranged, and there is only one week left before the agreed time.

Within a week, all the mages disappeared without a trace, and nothing seemed to happen in this blood pool valley. In the whole valley, only the shofar demon imprisoned next to the blood pool gasped heavily, and let out a loud sound, as if to vent his anger. He used his own anger, or used this anger to cover up the fear in his heart.

Time passed day by day, and the agreed day arrived in a blink of an eye, but everyone was not in a hurry. It would definitely take time for the other party to come over, and the distance would not be too short.

So another day passed, and it still didn't come.

The next day passed, still did not come

"Are you coming or not?"

Mo Lan was helpless, rolled her eyes, opened the door to another world, and answered the question of starting her own research and meditation in the office.

However, when Mo Lan just returned to the office, a piece of news came.

"coming!"

"coming?!"

Mo Lan was startled suddenly, and the thought came to him immediately.

Sure enough, not long after Mo Lan's thought came, he found the abyssal demon flying in the distance at a very high speed, but it seemed that something was not quite right.

The huge abyssal demon approached, approached, approached, and when it was close enough, when Mo Lan could sense it, Mo Lan's face instantly jumped.

"The seventh step."

Mo Lan was speechless. After preparing for so long and waiting for so long, in the end, only a seventh-order abyss was waiting.

Although the momentum of this seventh-order seems to be much stronger, but the seventh-order is the seventh-order

"Bold sheep head."

Before the seventh-order abyssal demon approached the blood pool, a wave of arrogant and tyrannical mental fluctuations surged.

"Bold."

"I dare your mother!"

Mo Lan shouted loudly, and immediately grabbed it with his big hand. In an instant, the wind surged, and a chaotic big hand formed out of thin air, grabbing the seventh-level demon suddenly, and pinching it.

Click!

The seventh-level demon turned into a puddle of meat paste and was thrown to the ground with a big hand, just like a fly being slapped on the ground.

Immediately, the big hand dissipated, and Mo Lan's thoughts were also taken back, leaving only one sentence.

"Come and kill one of these seventh-level demons until the eighth-level demon comes in person!"

The tip of the iceberg where Mo Lan's strength was revealed made everyone gasp. The powerful seventh-order demon was like an ant in front of Mo Lan. He could be crushed to death with one hand. It made people wonder whether Mo Lan was too strong. Or is this demon too weak?

"yes!"

A group of sorcerers responded that Mo Lan's thoughts returned to her body, and she continued to study her own anti-gravity manipulation spell structure, her own element cracking, and the relationship between elements and substances.

During this period, several seventh-order demons were killed next to the arranged blood pool.

Many of these seventh-order demons came together, and they came in a little cautiously, but no matter how they came in, they were caught by the long-awaited angry crowd, and then beaten to death.

After a few times, the time has come for a week, and the blood pool has not been harvested for a long time.

However, in the early morning of this day, a monstrous momentum crushed down. This momentum was even more terrifying than that of the Lord of the Blood Pond. The terrifying momentum seemed to freeze the air.

Eighth step, here we come!