"Damn Gu Tianqing!"

Unlike the shocked Mirien.

Yi Lin started cursing in the air.

He didn't believe that his charm value could be so low that it attracted all monsters to hatred at a glance.

In addition to significantly reducing luck, Gu Tianqing's "Tarot Deck" must also come with other side effects.

For example, pulling monsters or something.

But it's too late to complain now.

Yilin casually circled around the battlefield area near Uruk, which attracted 90% of the giant hatred.

What is the current situation?

Yi Lin moved serpentinely in the air, moving and dodging, walking through the black giant's armpit, between the palms, and the gaps in his fists.

At this moment, he felt like a small fly avoiding the surroundings of a fly swatter.

Groups of giants gathered under him.

"It's almost done."

In the air, Yi Lin took a deep breath.

The strong resentment is like substance on the battlefield.

When Yi Lin flew high into the sky, the height and length of the giants could not reach Yi Lin. They seemed to suddenly grow their brains, one after another, and built up a ladder with the giant's body, trying to slap in the air to death.

From a distance, hundreds of giants were scrambling to squeeze into one of them, squeezing hard, and the wriggling flesh seemed to gather into a mountain of meat, extremely terrifying.

On the city wall.

"Oh? Good ability."

He thought that this kind of large-scale monster pulling is a certain "special skill".

Gilgamesh finally praised Yilinra's ability to hate him. He nodded, silently turned into a clay tablet, and wrote a heavy stroke on it.

Yan Feng, who also shot strange treasures from a distance on the city wall, was already shocked.

He couldn't understand how a man could pull the hatred of so many giants over in every move.

It shouldn't be!

In the sea of ​​wandering, there were some scattered records of the Holy Grail War that had been staged all over the world.

All Casters are magicians who are proficient in magic.

Or, an artist with amazing talent.

Or a craftsman.

But no matter which generation of Caster is, it should not have the ability to attract hatred monsters.

Under normal circumstances, this weird ability should not appear on a Caster.

The so-called magician should stand in the distance, and the monsters are destroyed while chatting and laughing.

This is the serious Caster!

Everyone's attention was focused on the "meat mountain" formed by twisted and stacked giants.

The strange scene attracted everyone's attention.

And ahead of the battlefield.

"Click."

There seemed to be a sound of gear turning in Yi Lin's ear.

It seems that some switch is turned on.

The opposite extreme of luck is bad luck.

When Yi Lin is in trouble, it will bring equal misfortune to everything.

"Doom echoes!"

"pain!"

After pulling hundreds of black giants together through the air, Yi Lin began to make a move.

Yi Lin's hatred value is terriblely dense and firmly locked on Yi Lin.

With the consumption of magic power, the skill [Disasters] is silently spreading to everything within the line of sight.

Whether the opponent's resistance is high can be roughly judged from the monster type.

Yi Lin just gave it a try, it was OK.

Anyway, the skill [Disasters] is not a big consumption for Yi Lin's current magic limit.

It can be filled almost in your breath.

Yi Lin finally realized why this place made him feel like a fish in water.

A time when even a sneeze can exhale magic.

The magic around it is so rich that it seems to be soaked in a "magic bath".

But what determines the amount of magic power in the heroic spirit's body is not the surrounding magic concentration, but the heroic spirit itself.

The heroic spirit is like a container, a container that holds magic power.

The air here is like a sea. And their heroes are like spoons. How much they can hold and how fast they can hold depends on the size and shape of the spoon.

If there are melee apostles such as Mirien, the container is shaped like a small spoon;

Then Yi Lin is known for her spirit. With the strengthening of the Hero Spirit, Yi Lin, whose basic magic attribute has been strengthened to the "A+" level, is a washbasin! No, to be precise, it is a basin, and she doesn't even want her face!

Ah this ~

The recovery speed of magic is so outrageous!

After the skills are in place, any giant affected will have different movements in an instant.

Some twisted their wide waists on the spot;

Some fell backwards;

Some twitch in place;

Some people drive piles on the spot, and the earth shakes;

Some suddenly started to be crazy and held down another giant under them, ready to move.

Anyway, it's messed up.

When Yi Lin's [Disasters] changed from a single skill to AOE, everything was inconsistent.

far away.

The Uruk soldiers were all shocked by the spectacular scene in front of them.

The meat mountain suddenly changed shape in a strange way, up and down, forward and backward, and quickly changed its shape. It was because there were many giants, because of the power of Yi Lin's skill, various postures and positions were changed.

Some fell down, some stood up again, and some were crushed into meat paste...

"The only one of this giant monsters is the most cost-effective."

All kinds of abilities and treasures flashed through Yi Lin's heart.

Although his current identity has become a heroic spirit and his magic power is almost endless, but... it is by no means infinite.

How to control the consumption of magic is a compulsory course for an excellent magician.

"So……"

Yi Lin calmly held his hands in front of him, rubbed his right hand with his left hand and his left hand with his right hand. In an instant, in Yi Lin's hand, the space was twisting, and the magic power around him gathered wildly to the place where Yi Lin was, forming an invisible magic vortex.

After a while.

The giants who were tragically ravaged by their own people finally came to their senses, and the buzzing sound continued, as if they were telling the anger in their hearts.

But before the giants got angry, Yi Lin had already completed the process of "scrambling the ball".

"What happens when infinite annihilation compresses into a small dot?"

Yi Lin smiled slightly, and he had no time to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and carefully pushed out the "small dot" in his hand as big as a candy.

...

When I threw that "small dot" from Yi Lin's hand, the world seemed to pause.

At that moment, that insignificant "small dot" seemed to have become the focus of the world.

The only point.

From a distance, in the dark night, a man, overlooking the world, gently cast a pitch-black star from his hand, sucking all the light in.

"Freefa Black Star."
To be continued...