The evil spirit can make him define "distance" at will.
This "rotten sun" spirit can make his sword cut through the distance and kill anyone he wants at will, even the elf director can kill him, which ensures that An has become the most vicious criminal in the world.
Because he is the most dangerous person for the elf directors.
And now he has set a sword to hurt others and protected his hands.
The same psionic power is illegal.
The first person to come out in a short silence turned out to be a discord.
"-how dare you?"
Disagreement Torvatus smiled easily. "Then let me do it.
"I’ll be the first."
People watched the young fairies with dark hair and red pupils calmly climb the rocket.
The corners of his mouth rose slightly when the bad day passed by.
"Pick me up"
"Ah, I will."
Bad day light replied
The chamber of Torvatusten rocket was sealed, pumped and filled with oxygen, and then the rocket launcher was charged with energy.
The three sages calibrated all the parameters without any problems, and the rocket was launched after the preparation was completed.
As the surging air billow gradually encouraged the hot and twisted gas to melt the ice and snow, the ground shook in all directions like a ring.
A beam of fire spewed out, dazzling, and flooded everything around.
It’s not hot red but bright white.
Accompanied by gray smoke, a ball of light rose slowly in the dark and passed through the clouds made of frost.
That’s a free bullet.
On a bad day, the pupil slightly ignited brilliance.
He gazed intently at the sky, just as he looked up at the gray sun in the gray dome when he was a child.
He want to touch that rotten pale sun.
People quietly watched the dark dome with familiar crimson lines flashing again.
For a moment, it suddenly shines brightly in generate-just like the generate flame of arc welding station.
But the crimson thunder didn’t come.
The burnt comet fell to the side, and the bad day raised its hand to catch it easily and far away, so that the bad day doubted itself.
So he can do such a thing so easily?
In the end, it was as narrow and smooth as a coffin, and it didn’t explode the airbag.
After a while, the elf came out of it like a victorious winner. He came out of it with a bright smile and waved to people.
"Although some cold-"
Torvatus shouted at the cameras in all directions, "But it’s not dangerous!"
Even though resources are in short supply now, people still saved this scene and traveled all over the world through the Internet for the first time.
And his fellow elves are keenly aware that Torvatus not only lost his spell, but also lost the immortal life of the elves-and the frozen soul was melted together.
But when he saw this scene, his elf was relieved and determined.
Applause gradually sounded like fire, followed by fiery and enthusiastic cheers. The enthusiasm was equally hot, and air billow gradually melted the surrounding ice and snow
