Headshot Wizard - Chapter 249

Chapter 249 The World in a Bottle (Part 2)

As soon as this thought came out, Lance’s consciousness immediately pursued it.

Entering the world of the Eternal Bottle, his consciousness is condescending, looking down at the world from a bird’s eye view.

He could see the purple ocean below, and the waves were rising at this moment. The islands shook one after another, as if a giant deep-sea beast was roaring.

The four rays of light did not fly fast, and Lance’s consciousness immediately intercepted them

The three of Landry are in a state of coma and rigidity at this moment. What is gratifying is that Lance can still feel a kind of vitality from them.

“Let them get out of here!”

Lance shouted at Gaoshan, “You can take this bottle.”

This is a temptation and a helpless choice. Because although this bottle belongs to him, it is clear that the mysterious power in the bottle is not completely controlled by him.

He vaguely felt that this bottle was conscious.

This consciousness didn’t let the bottle of eternity harm Lance, but also made a deal with him-a fog demon in exchange for a large number of shadow particles, so that Lance’s magic level increased by leaps and bounds. In short, Lance believes that the consciousness in this bottle is at least sensible.

You can often talk about things that are sensible.

Lance’s voice sounded, and the four rays of light suddenly slowed down and froze in the air.

On the distant mountain, a figure suddenly arrived, and that man appeared in front of Lance wearing a black robe.

“You shouldn’t be here…” The black robe’s voice was very strange, a weird mechanical sound, as if there was a translator that had transformed his original words into lingua franca.

Seeing this black-robed man, somehow Lance felt a vague sense of intimacy in his heart.

This kind of intimacy came very suddenly, but when he felt that the opponent’s body was filled with dense shadow particles, he knew the source of his intimacy.

“Are you the master of the bottle of eternity?”

Lance asked curiously.

This was the first time the Eternal Bottle responded to his voice, which made him look forward to whether anything would happen next. The powerful power contained in the bottle of eternity surprised him. If he didn’t care about this power at all, it was pure self-deception. In fact, Lance was still eager to obtain the true power of the Eternal Bottle.

“You are the owner of the bottle of eternity.” Black Robe replied stiffly: “I am the elf in the bottle. I have been sleeping on weekdays. I wake up once every forty-nine days.”

“So it was luck?” Lance thought to himself, and said: “I am the owner of this bottle? Then why can’t I control this bottle completely? Also, can I learn more about this bottle? ?”

“It’s not the time yet.” Hei Pao said lightly: “Your power is far from enough. Although you are the owner of the bottle, you are not yet qualified to get more information.”

“Are the three of them your friends? I can let them go, but next time, there won’t be such a situation. Because the bottle needs more lives… powerful lives, demons, demons, star beasts…everything Things with strong vitality are the best nourishing items for the bottle. And the bottle gets these things, it is good for you, you should understand this.”

Lance nodded thoughtfully. Although he couldn’t get more information, as of now, he at least understood the needs of the Eternal Bottle.

“Leave here, your consciousness is too fragile, any random storm can destroy it.”

With a big wave of the black robe, the Landry trio immediately disappeared above the purple ocean.

Lance shouted: “Please wait!”

The black robe still has a mechanically incomparable tone: “What else is there?”

“Can I take a look at your appearance?” Lance’s tone was a bit weird. In fact, he felt a little embarrassed after saying this, because he himself couldn’t understand why he had such a thought suddenly.

He looked at the black-robed man, and the kindness feeling became stronger and stronger, and his heart strongly wanted to take a look at the face under the black veil.

The black robe was silent for a while, and it seemed strange that Lance would make such a request.

He hesitated for a while, and finally took off the veil.

In the next second, Lance’s breathing suddenly stagnated, and his eyes widened!

Heipao waved his hand: “You have seen it, let’s go now!”

In an instant, Lance’s consciousness was bounced out by a powerful force!

…

In the world outside the bottle, Lance sat there blankly, still holding the bottle of eternity tightly in his hand.

On the grass beside him, three figures faintly lay. He looked at the three of them, checked, and after confirming that none of them were in danger of life, he took a long sigh of relief.

He tried to calm down his mood, but the glance just now really shocked him!

“This guy…how does it look exactly like me!?”

There is a strange feeling in his heart. Why do the shadow particles emerging from the bottle of eternity match up with your own physique so much? Why does the black robe that gave me an unprecedented intimacy look exactly like me? Was it true that I got this bottle by accident when I was in the rat den in Puppet City?

If all this is a coincidence, it would be too coincidental!

Although Lance was a chip salesman in his previous life, he still knows the basics of probability. Vaguely, he seemed to perceive something.

Traveling through this kind of thing is an incredible thing in itself. Before, Lance had no time to think about this problem, and when all the coincidences that happened to the bottle of eternity emerged one by one, he suddenly developed a strong curiosity about this problem.

However, it is still not the time to deal with this problem.

He stood up and put away the bottle of eternity. Then he threw the hair of the witch night demon and another thing she left behind—a fuzzy mirror into the stream.

It was not that Lance had no greed for treasures, but that he felt that it was too dangerous to keep these two things by his side. God knows whether the witch has any special spells attached to it. What he kills is only the clone of the night demon, not the body, so he must be more cautious.

What’s more, the treasures of the witches may not be effectively driven by Lance’s knowledge and magic. Although both spells and witchcraft are mysterious powers, they are different in nature.

…

The sound of fighting in the church became more and more noisy, the five-colored lights flashed continuously, and at least two walls had been torn down. The rumbling sound continued, and in the fierce battle, the abandoned small church finally collapsed. Several shadows flashed out from inside.

“We have to go over and help.” A faint voice sounded behind Lance.

Sacra, the savage wizard, has a special physique, but he is the first to wake up.

Lance shook his head: “It’s not us, but me. The two of them need your care.”

“But…” The brutal wizard was stunned, but when he saw the resolute look on Lance’s face, he finally nodded.

“Take them out of here and find a safe place. Dora’s side, I will help her.” Lance said.

After all, he adjusted his breathing and ran quickly to the battlefield.

At the same time, Sacra also hugged Landry and Valerie one by one and ran towards the direction of Baicheng. Lance was right. The two men are currently unconscious and too fragile. It is too dangerous to stay near the church.

After the church fell, only four figures escaped from it.

One of them is Dora, the other two, two women, and a badly wounded temple warrior.

Lance didn’t get too close. He took off all his clothes long ago and turned on the sub-chip [Chameleon].

Under the cover of the night, the power of the chameleon is maximized. His body merged with the wilderness, and no one noticed his approach.

“Although I have no magic power for the time being, I still have a chip!”

As he approached, he watched the battlefield.

From the perspective of the situation, Dora seems a little uncomfortable-this is unexpected to Lance, as a second-level wizard, even if he is just promoted, he should not behave this way when facing the magician. The disadvantage is.

It is common sense that wizards have an absolute advantage in the face of magicians.

“Well, she was actually injured? It seems that this time she is not an ordinary small character. Is it an elite magician?”

Lance was hidden behind a half-dead poplar tree and looked at Dora with some surprise.

A layer of white flame burned on her right foot. Although the flame was quickly dealt with by Dora, there was still a burnt yellow mark on her white ankle.

“Unexpectedly, you turned out to be the voter of the goddess Yueqin…”

Dora squeezed the dagger in her hand, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes: “[Holy Sacrifice] five pious temple warriors in a row, just to get me a little hurt, is it worth it?”

“It’s worth it, of course it’s worth it.”

Under the moonlight, the beautiful woman in white smiled lightly: “I didn’t expect that this time the person who opposed our temple was actually a second-level wizard. Your speed is very fast, and the space spells are magical, if not in yours If I leave a little mark of the fire on my body, I won’t be able to catch you.”

“So you sacrificed five men?” Dora mocked: “The magicians are indeed a group of stupid and arrogant guys, more indifferent than our wizards.”

“They died well.” The white-clothed woman said sternly: “Their soul will rise into the world of bliss. This is what they deserve.”

“Miss Lan, don’t talk so much to such an unbelievers!” The badly wounded temple warrior stood up with support.

He said feverishly: “My brothers have completed their mission, and now it’s my turn.”

“Please use my body as much as possible to clear all obstacles for the great goddess!”

A trace of pity and helplessness flashed in Dora’s eyes: “Ignorant fanatic…”

A hint of compassion appeared on the face of the woman in white: “Timo, your bravery will be remembered by the goddess.”

“If you voluntarily gave your body, your soul will surely ascend to heaven after death.”

“Now, please burn yourself!”

Under Lan’s bewilderment, the temple warrior tore off his coat with a roar.

On his chest, a half-moon-shaped rune is clearly visible. At the top of the rune, a small flame suddenly appeared.

The flame instantly became a prairie fire, and the temple warrior wailed in pain, but he still stood there with gritted teeth, letting the flame engulf him.

Seeing this scene, Lance couldn’t help but feel a little bit chilled. Belief in this kind of thing is really terrifying.

Lan still smiled calmly, she slowly walked to the burning temple warrior, and put out her white right hand.

In an instant, her right hand was fiercely inserted into the back of the temple warrior’s neck!

The painful samurai let out a more miserable cry.

However, Lan exerted a force without mercy and pulled out his spine!

In an instant, blood surged and sparks shot!

“Ah…” The samurai cried out in pain. After being pulled out of his spine, his whole body collapsed like a mollusk.

The sacred fire burned him to ashes.

And his spine was held in Lan’s hand, and under the white flame forged, it turned into a white bone sword burning with flames in the blink of an eye!

“In the name of the goddess Yueqin, I give you the destiny of judgment.”

She looked at Dora coldly, as she said.