In an instant, something seemed to be turned over.

It’s not yourself, but the outside world, as if the outer skin and inner world of the world have been turned over. This awkward feeling makes people unconsciously want to vomit.

In the air in front of the train, a number of imaginary pockets, one person tall, were opened.

"That's...?"

Grey looked at a seed falling from the imaginary pocket, watched it fall into the soil, and then immediately took root and sprouted, causing countless tentacle-like gray branches to grow out of the ground and surrounded the Magic Eye Train.

"In the past, I was stolen by goblins."

A calm smile appeared on Hartres' face, "As compensation, it is given this privilege to manipulate imaginary pockets."

Imaginary numerical techniques can only be used by magicians with imaginary attributes. It is a very special technique. Magicians with any other attributes do not want to use an imaginary technique.

By the way, Liuxia's magic attribute is simply [fire], which is a symbol of life and death, and is in line with destructive techniques.

Hartres is probably not a magician with imaginary attributes, but he does not use magic, but a certain privilege given, and the essence of the phenomenon caused by magic.

"Son of Fuhailin..."

Grey looked at the branches emerging around the train and murmured slightly.

She was really familiar with these branches. Just yesterday, she had just dealt with the other party.

Countless gray branches wrapped around the Magic Eye train, making the driving resistance of the train wheels instantly larger, and countless sparks burst out on the rails, making the train's speed slower and slower.

In the end, the train was like a down-and-out beast trying to break free from the cage, and all the wheels were wrapped in branches and stopped on the rails.

"Because you didn't absorb enough magic power before, the son of Fuhailin is now extremely hungry."

Hartres chuckled and said, "And the one with the most magical powers around here is the Magic Eye Train."

The cold air filled the surroundings.

The son of Fu Hailin did indeed put the branch into the Magic Eye train in a different radical state from yesterday, absorbing the magic power stored on the train.

However, in this way, the magicians on the train will inevitably be eaten by the sons of the Fu Hailin as prey. The extremely hungry sons of the Fu Hailin are no different from the evil ghosts tortured by hunger. Not to mention being just passers-by, even relatives, they may be able to get out of their mouths at this moment.

"Grey, you go and deal with the son of Fuhailin."

Liuxia watched the audience, and saw everyone's reaction. She stood on the roof of the train and spoke to Grey behind her: "There is no need to completely destroy it, just stop it with a holy gun and absorb the magic power."

"During that period, I will solve this pair of masters and slaves."

"I understand, Master, please ask Mr. Liangyi to take care of him."

Gray paused, then nodded and held Yad, who had become the scythe of death in his hand, jumped off the roof of the train and ran towards the front of the train.

"Fix it."

Hartres ignored Grey, who was going to deal with the son of the Fuhailin, but looked at Liuxia and sighed, "In this case, even if you are a sub-sect, can you still say that you will solve this kind of thing together?"

"Use the treasure."

Liuxia ignored Hartres' words, but pointed the tip of the knife directly into the female servant in front of him, her eyes locked on the other party.

"It's the Bone Dragon Chariot I used that day, right? Summon it out, otherwise you wouldn't have won me."

The female follower became slightly silent when he heard this.

Liuxia's strength is indeed vaguely superior to her. If she continues to fight like this, she will definitely not be his opponent.

In this case, if she wants to turn the tables in desperate situations, she can only use treasures.

The treasure is the crystallization of a fantasy possessed by a heroic spirit, and it is also the strongest killer weapon possessed by a heroic spirit. No matter how successful the hand-to-hand combat is, as long as the treasure is strong enough, it will still be enough to reverse the entire battle situation with one blow.

"Master, please allow me to use the treasure."

The female servant made a solemn request to Hartres.

"Are you a treasure?"

Hartres pondered for a while, nodded and agreed, "Okay, even if it is not used to defeat the other party, we need to use your treasure if we want to escape from here...faker, I approve you to use the treasure as the Lord of the Lord."

Even though he said so, Hartres always had an unknown premonition—

After obtaining permission, the female servant waved her straight sword and held it high towards the sky.

Immediately afterwards, dark clouds in the sky were spread out, and a majestic chariot emerged from the air, and the lightning hooves penetrated the void. The bone dragon holding the chariot flapped its wings fiercely, as if it wanted to destroy all its enemies.

The female servant carried Hartres' shoulders and jumped gently onto the chariot. The two of them drove the chariot together.

She shook the reins and made the chariot draw a long rainbow-like arc in the air. At first glance, it seemed to be a distance from the Magic Eye Train, but in fact it was the beginning of the sure-killing charge.

"My loyalty is with the king!"

The heroic spirit of the pseudo-speaking roared on the chariot, "Please borrow the name of Thunder to me at this moment!"

That is the process called [Real Name Liberation].

If a servant wants to exert the true power of his or her treasure, he or she must liberation of his or her real name. Through the spells in the prelude and the real name of the treasure, the power of the treasure is maximized.

While singing, she also controlled the Bone Dragon Chariot and turned in the air, colliding towards Liuxia on the Magic Eye Train and the Second Life behind him.

“——hecatic   wheel(Ferris wheel)!!!”

The real name liberation is completed.

Countless thunders with dense branches like thousand-year-old trees emerged from the chariot, hitting the void, and making continuous thunder roars.

That power seemed to be like Zeus who was controlling the thunder.

Facing the thunder directly has the illusion of facing the myth.

"Liangyi!"

The second generation shouted Liuxia's pseudonym and threw a fist-sized sphere taken out of the metal cylinder fixed on the roof of the train towards Liuxia.

Liuxia took it with her and immediately injected magic into it.

The special factors stored in the body in the past two days are burning and consumed quickly like they encountered the oil of flames, giving Liuxia the privilege of using this God-Devotional gift only once.

Conditions of use—[Ace], determine success.

Several runes appeared on the sphere, and then a sharp dagger emerged from the sphere.
Chapter completed!