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And beside Vereesa, there is the archmage Luo Ning.
If he is proficient in space magic and transfers the soul of the giant dragon away, then there will be a big change.
Plus Deathwing isn't the kind of dragon that can't fight back.
Anyone who dares to defy his will will die.
So he immediately changed his goal.
Make sure to nip the threat as soon as possible.
Seeing that Deathwing was getting closer and closer to Vereesa and the others, everyone was in danger.
How could Pfister not be anxious?
Immediately, the holy spirit ring was taken out.
Race against the clock to pour coded magic into it the way Professor Aegwynn did.
"Gift of the Titans!"
At the same time, in the dark, a mechanical voice came:
"Bloodline: Tieweiku infected people are mixed with ancient troll subspecies. Judgment passed."
"Quality: Extraordinary IV level. Judgment passed."
"Faction: Order and Good. Judgment passed."
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Pfister didn't expect to be screened for using Titan's Gift, so he couldn't help being taken aback.
I don't know if it was too long, Aegwynn forgot to tell him about it.
It was still the guardian of the titan who gave her the props, skip this step directly, the other party has not experienced a similar test.
Anyway, he just found out now.
Fortunately, the system is superior, and the bloodlines and elements it gives are not scanned by the holy spirit ring.
It is even more impossible to detect the peculiarity of his soul, otherwise the fun will be great.
If you can't borrow your strength, you might be attacked by the titan guardians.
After a while, the judgment was finally completed.
Accompanied by the prompt of "IOTA level authorization", Pfister suddenly found that the world is different.
Now the whole person is like entering a state of 'bullet time'.
I feel that the flow of time has become extremely slow,
Or his thinking speed has been greatly accelerated!
And it is integrated with the world, truly realizing the 'harmony between man and nature'.
At this moment, Pfister had an illusion.
It seems that I am an extension of the world, and the world is my own body.
The inert elements and energies that were originally thought to be difficult to control are now as easy as his fingers.
You can easily make it do everything.
In addition, Pfister found that in this state, the comprehension of the laws will be greatly accelerated.
He obviously didn't study it deliberately, but it was just a flash of his thoughts, and many of his problems have become a thing of the past.
It's a pity that now is not the time for academic research.
Pfister seized the time, and a flicker teleported to Deathwing.
At the same time, a length of twinkling rope appeared in his hand.
It is the lasso of mantra!
Then Pfister didn't stop, pouring a lot of magic power into it.
The next moment, the rope was blazing brightly and growing against the wind.
In an instant, like a bridle, it bound Deathwing's dragon head and half of his neck.
The other party was not willing to let go, and immediately struggled violently.
Logically, a target bound by a mantra lasso would lose its power.
However, I don't know if the bondage has not been fully achieved, or if Deathwing is too strong.
The mantra lasso could not completely restrict the other party.
With the blessing of Titan's Gift, Pfister's strength should reach the eighth ring.
He is also a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, and his strength is extremely strong.
He was almost taken down by him.
With Deathwing's resistance, the lasso of mantra is constantly deformed and may disintegrate.
At this moment, Pfister couldn't help thinking: "Nesarion, do you still love this world?"
And Deathwing squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Nonsense, how can I...that's right."
Then he suddenly became alarmed and let out a low growl: "Ant, what have you done?"
Pfister didn't give a clear answer, but smiled lightly: "This can be regarded as a demonstration of my ability. Since you still want to protect Azeroth, why don't you just stop here and join me? I believe that with Tiris With the help of the Fa, we will definitely find a way to get the best of both worlds!"
Hearing this, Deathwing's giant eyes were full of disdain and said: "You stupid ants don't even know how terrifying the threat hidden in the darkness is! What's more, the great black dragon king, how can he be with insects?"
Due to the efficiency of the mantra lasso, most of these words come from the heart.
Pfister had already thought about this.
After all, as a veteran plot party, he knows Deathwing better than most people in this world.
He knows that he is arrogant and conceited.
Now it's half-crazy again, and doesn't trust anyone except a few black dragons.
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