MTL - Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master-Chapter 23 Shot 1 face

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Listening to Cromwell's vicious swearing, Kevin really had a dead heart, and he really wanted to jump up and slap the idiot and ask him if he didn't know who he was scolding. But the most privileged person of the Magic Guild, even when Ryan met him, he had to lose his smile, and now he was pointed and his nose let him roll away. Kevin felt that he was going crazy ...

"It's over ..." Seeing Lin Li still smiling, Kevin straightened his drums.

Amid the rumblings of Cromwell, the Magic Guild Hall suddenly seemed to be quiet. Everyone stopped what was in their hands, and their eyes fell on Cromwell.

They looked full of sympathy and compassion, looking at Cromwell's eyes as if looking at a congenital disabled idiot.

Greean hasn't said anything these days, but in their psychology, Lin Li and the thirty bottles of Austrian Pharmacy have long been equalized.

This is so obvious. Grian just gave him the greatest privilege of the Magic Guild, and turned around and heard the news of thirty bottles of Austrian potions. The relationship between them was even visible to the blind.

If there is anyone in the current magic guild who can absolutely not provoke it, there is no doubt that this is the young mage wearing the old robe.

Don't say it's just a Cromwell. Even Cromwell's father, the old Merlin who is said to be no less magical than Grian, is definitely a dead end for this young mage.

As soon as you take 30 bottles of Austrian Pharmacy, you will never care about taking out 30 more bottles. Under this deadly temptation, I do n’t know how many killer assassins are waiting in line for you, and you are still babbling. , I really don't know how to write dead words ...

Of all the people present, only Cromwell didn't understand.

After returning from the sunset mountains, Cromwell's mood has never been so happy, and the long-held resentment suddenly burst out today, and the bad gas that struck his chest finally had an outlet for venting. Every sentence was Extremely vicious, ridiculous and ridiculous, from Lin Li ’s old mage robe to the slump he couldn't even afford with a staff, he scolded until he did n’t know his identity, and dare to participate in such an important conversation Zhonglai ...

Cool! It's been a long time since Cromwell!

But this kind of thing is actually very wonderful, just like that, it is so cool that it is often shot ...

Cromwell is like that.

He was so cool, but when he was extremely cool, he suddenly saw Lin Li raised his right hand.

No extra gestures, no complicated mantras.

There was only a violent wave of magic and a muffled "bang".

Immediately after, Cromwell felt as if he had been hit with a hammer on his face. At that moment, Cromwell even felt that his entire face seemed to have been smashed. That was Suddenly, an incomparable force poured into his face.

That power was so powerful that Cromwell had been blown out fiercely before he could even scream, and the whole person seemed to be a broken kite, flying a dozen meters away. Far, finally, under the gaze of everyone, he fell heavily on the doorstep.

Cromwell just felt that his body was cold and wet, and his head was drowsy, as if he had just been clipped by a door panel, and the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken. A heat flow was flowing out of the nostril, mixing With the water stains on my face, I don't know whether it is blood or water ...

分 He clearly saw that a water column struck him.

Extremely cool, it was really going to be shot, but Cromwell was unlucky. He was shot and still shot ...

The hall suddenly quieted down. Dozens of magicians, including Kevin, had been studying magic for at least 20 years. With their eyes, how could they not see what Lin Li had just used? Second-level magic hits the water curtain.

级 And the level of magic hitting the water curtain is not terrible, the terrible is the way Lin uses it.

There are no unnecessary gestures, no sound of chanting.

I just lifted my hand in this way and easily released the impact on the water curtain. This is a real instant!

Even the first-time magic apprentice knows that it is not mental power or magic power that restricts the magician's combat power, but magic preparation time, complex gestures and long mantras, making the magician in battle always dangerous like walking a tightrope The vast majority of magicians in this world are studying the same topic-how can we release magic as quickly as possible.

The best interpretation of "fast" is undoubtedly instantaneous.

But it's too difficult ...

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This has gone beyond the scope of knowledge and technology and belongs to another level.

Perhaps some magicians above the tenth level can rely on their accumulated experience for decades to barely instantaneous two or one or two spells, but for more magicians, the instant is just a distant dream.

But just today, everyone saw that a secondary magic burst out in an instant.

And the second magic is only a young mage under 20 years old.

All this is beyond their imagination ...

"Sinister, Sinister ..." A gray-bearded magician in the crowd looked dull.

His words completely represented the minds of all the people present. Except for the word evil, they could not think of other words to describe this young magician.

All of a sudden, the hall was astonishingly quiet. Except for the rapid breathing of everyone, only the sound of small footsteps came from the steps.

Lin Linli still had a smile on his face, and even approached Cromwell, he politely greeted him, "It's been a long time, Cromwell magician."

好 "Okay ... I haven't seen you for a long time ..." Cromwell shrank back subconsciously, because of the broken nose, there was a nasal voice in the intermittent voice.

Although back in the sunset mountains, Lin Li killed a two-footed dragon in front of him.

But Cromwell always felt that this downcast magician was not as good as himself.

It was only luck for him to kill the two-footed dragon, that ice cone had just penetrated into the wound of the two-footed dragon, if not for that, he would have been torn to pieces by the two-footed dragon.