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Text Chapter 147 Thirty spiritual veins!

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    Xilang slowly closed his eyes, carefully felt the movement of magic power, and continued to control the light on his crown to move around.  Those golden connecting wires are not for fun, but seem to be some kind of control connecting wires.  After groping for a long time on the top of the crystal tower, they seemed to have found what they were looking for, and began to fix them separately, continuously transmitting magic power.  In a place where people can¡¯t see it, the crystal ball on the second floor is like a mercury bead falling into the water. It fell from the ground on the second floor to the first floor, and then fell from the first floor to the underground floor of the Mage Tower.  The floor was like melted butter, allowing the crystal ball to pass through easily without any collision.  As the golden light at the top of the mage tower was fixed on the top of the crystal tower, many golden lights began to appear on the crystal ball, one-to-one corresponding to the golden light on the top of the crystal tower. These lights began to be locked on the underground floor of the mage tower.  something in it.  The underground floor is also a closed environment without any windows or doors. It is also underground, without any light, and it is pitch black.  Under the light of the crystal ball, you can see that there are thirty simple and strange stone tablets placed in the closed underground layer. The crystal ball surrounded by Tusi and three kobolds happened to fall on  among these stone monuments.  The golden light emitted from the crystal ball was like a blind man touching around. After touching a stone tablet, it would be firmly linked to it and never move again.  Soon, these thirty stone tablets were all connected. At this time, Count Longmeng's army also increased its speed. It had reached the level of ten thousand horses galloping and ran fiercely towards Palestine Castle. It seemed that as long as  One charge could kill all the demonized orcs in Palestine.  Fifteen thousand cavalry galloped at the same time. The momentum was as terrifying as the coming of a storm, and the earth was shaking under the ferocious iron hoofs.  Not to mention their enemies, the demonized orcs, even the human recruits would feel terrified, with their hearts suspended in their throats.  However, the demonized orcs in Palestine showed no signs of confusion in their formation. Instead, they all looked at death with a look on their faces, and looked nervously at these human cavalry running from a distance.  "In sharp contrast to the scene of thousands of horses galloping below, is the absolute silence in the Mage Tower alone.  Silang extracted a large amount of all the magic power in the entire mage tower, including the magic power saved by the three kobolds in the crystal ball, including the magic power accumulated in the magic pool on a certain floor of the mage tower. All of them were mobilized and added.  Go into one of the golden rays. This is not enough. The crown of blazing sun gold begins to absorb Xilang's blood. With the loss of human blood, Xilang's head begins to look more and more like a devil from ice hell.  .  With the injection of magic power, this golden light became thicker and thicker, turning from a silk thread into a pipe.  The corresponding stone tablets linked by golden light on the underground floor also began to shine.  First, a nearby stone tablet was intensively lit. When the stone tablet was completely lit, Palestine shook violently, and a strong magic power emerged from the ground and rushed through the stone tablet.  He got the crystal ball, rushed to the top of the crystal tower on the top floor of the mage tower, and linked it to Silang's crown.  A long river of light suddenly emerged from the ground, reflecting the entire sky, and even people on the ground could see it.  "Spiritual vein! How is it possible?!" Torris thought in surprise, "Isn't there not a single spiritual vein in Palestine?! There is only one spiritual vein, and now it is too late to resist!" At the same time, in the Iron Castle,  The dwarves who were smelting steel there also found that a spiritual vein suddenly appeared under their feet and continued to flow in the direction of Palestine. Even their fire elves cheered.  It turns out that these spiritual veins were severely injured in the war a hundred years ago, and were cut off one by one by the enemies at that time. They were all sealed and thrown aside.  But he didn't expect that Silang Octo was fully prepared.  At this moment, as the posthumous son of Octo, Silang used his bloodline as a devil and a priest of the Sun God, and with the help of his own bloodline power, he broke the seal and opened up the legacy of the great warlock Octo one by one, becoming his master of the North.  An absolute barrier to the earth.  His eyes returned to the battlefield. Before the surprise of the human commander Thoris was over, not long after, another long river-like spiritual vein emerged, linking to Pillersburg.  "There is no way to turn back now! Go ahead! There are still two hundred meters to go!" Torres gritted his teeth and continued to charge forward.  With the supply of spiritual veins, the speed of connecting other spiritual veins in Pillersburg became faster and smoother. In the end, when all thirty spiritual veins had been connected, the bottom of Pillersburg looked like  Buried there was a fluorescent light bulb dozens of times larger than that of Palersburg, emitting a powerful light.  At this time, Thoris's handsome face was full of astonishment and fear. He could no longer stop his horse, because as long as he stopped,, even if no one hurts him, he will be knocked down by the cavalry behind him and then trampled to death!  This is not the reason why anyone wants to kill him, but once the cavalry move at high speed, only death can stop them!  !  !  At this moment, his cavalrymen were still rushing forward with all their strength!  Standing on the top of the crystal tower, Xilang swayed dizzily. His face was very pale, as if too much magic power had been extracted.  In his magic power reservoir, there was at least half a year of magic power left, but he used it all at once, and it only connected the smallest spiritual vein.  But once you have your spiritual veins, the rest of the work becomes much easier.  When Silang left Palersburg, he made thousands of prototypes of crampon golems, but they were never used because there was no magic power supply.  Now he connected all the spiritual veins below Pillersburg in one breath, and the magic power became unparalleled. He smiled evilly and recited the spell.  With the blessing of the [Phantom Sound Technique] on the top of the mage tower, his spell resounded throughout the entire land of Palestine like the devil's whisper, and even grew larger and larger, eventually becoming almost a billowing torrent.  thunder.  With the sound of the rolling spell, the solid ice on the ground seemed to be shaken loose, and thousands of crampon monsters slowly crawled out from the shaking ice and snow.  Most of these crampons appeared on the routes of human cavalry, and a few even appeared directly in the camp of human cavalry.  These thousands of iceclaw golems had just been generated, and their bodies were still very fragile. They were instantly smashed into pieces by the cavalry and scattered on the glacier.  Toris breathed a sigh of relief and continued to press forward with high spirits.  But soon, with the heads of the iceclaw demons still rolling on the ground, under the magical blessing of thirty spiritual veins, these iceclaw demons were like ghosts, slowly standing up again.
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