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Chapter 1215 1197. The ‘authority’ of miracles?

After adding restraint and a decisive blow to the brain, the muscles of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, as if they were stimulated by drugs, gradually withered away.

Its heavy and huge body originally had two legs that stepped into the ruins of the elven ruins.

Now the entire long body extends from the gap in the ground, lying motionless outside.

And just the last wave of twitching of the Tyrannosaurus's muscles before death caused serious damage to this elven ruins.

The stone pillars and stone ground were knocked down and crushed by the twitching of the Tyrannosaurus, causing a larger area of ​​collapse.

The acidic saliva flowing out from the corner of the mouth of the Tyrannosaurus Rex corpse also emitted smoke and foam on the ground, making a corrosive sound.

The violent and crazy montum of the Tyrannosaurus Rex was enough to make all creatures in this area run away as if they were desperate.

Soon, even the sounds of insects disappeared in this elven ruins with rich vegetation.

Lan En leaned over and drew his sword, pulling out the [Turbid Current: Destruction] from the flabby head of the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

On the broad and huge black sword, the sizzling golden current is gradually becoming lower and thinner, until it dissipates.

"Wait. How did I do that?"

Until now, Lan En still doesn't quite understand how he was able to perform the miracle of [Thunder Sword].

He had only read the story described in this miracle a few tis.

It is far different from those clergyn in the world of fire who want to perform miracles and read and understand stories over and over again.

What's more important is that when he cast [Thunder Sword], he didn't even have a casting catalyst on hand!

"Catalystless Spellcasting" ntos also understood Lan En's doubts. It said, "Sir, we seem to have only t a few tis in the world of fire."

As he said that, the biochemical intelligence brain also called up several pictures as mories and evidence, and showed them to the subject.

[Sunshine Princess] Gwen Aviya, when she was still claiming the identity of Rosalia, once perford a great miracle of recovery during the battle in the Nether Church.

At that ti, I ca with my hand raised.

And another ti, it was [The Eldest Man of the Sun].

The guy was taciturn and looked quite fierce.

Pursue ascetic practices and pursue immortality like an ancient dragon. As a result, even the ancient armor of gods on his body beca tattered and tattered by hard work and ti.

The rest of the small items on his body were probably destroyed and thrown away long ago.

But as the first prince of the gods of fire, his power is no joke.

At that ti, he had just raised his hand to smash the [Spear of Sunshine] that shattered half of the mountain range.

He only had a dragon-hunting sword and gun as a weapon at that ti, and it was not a spell-casting catalyst.

But both of them are gods of fire. They are the gods who have discovered, managed and shared the power of [First Fire] since the world was stable.

The Sunshine Princess and the Sunshine Eldest Man are undoubtedly the most advanced in terms of blood.

Not to ntion the magic system [Miracle], which is a supernatural power that takes effect by telling stories about gods and believers.

He is the protagonist of the story, so of course there are not so many requirents for using it himself.

Why do you do it?

"Perhaps the spellcasting system of [Miracle] can not only be improved through practice, but also achieve certain conveniences through 'authority'?"

ntos ca up with new deductions in his mind.

At the sa ti, the biochemical intelligence brain released a picture.

That was when Gwen Aviya was still dressing up in the na of [Mother of Rebirth]. The black veil on her head was hanging down, and the plump lips under the veil were gratefully attached to the side of Lan En's face.

It left behind a golden lip mark that briefly appeared and then disappeared.

"You want to say that because I helped Sunshine Princess, she gave the convenience of performing [Miracle]? I can understand this, but"

The demon hunter jumped down from the head of the Dread Tyrannosaurus, which was already motionless and gradually cooling down, but the corners of his mouth were twitching.

"Why did you give a replay of the scene? Do you think I don't rember it? And how are you sure this action is to increase your 'privilege', huh?"

"This is purely to increase the convincingness of the conjecture, sir. I have always been rigorous in my work, as you know."

Faced with the subject's malicious questioning, ntos took his ti and still maintained his tone and style.

At this ti, there were no more living creatures in this large area, and they were all frightened away by the aura of the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The sound of the Pontar River surging in the valley also seed distant and quiet because of the slow water zone and distance.

This piece of elven ruins hidden among the rugged terrain and dense vegetation of the Pontar River Valley, only the occasional sound of falling stones and the sound of very gentle water flow remained.

After Lan En put away [Turbid Current·Destruction], he stood on the edge of the hole where the Tyrannosaurus stomped out, supporting its body and stretching its head to look down.

The demon hunter discovered that when the Tyrannosaurus stomped its feet, it stepped into a hot spring in the elven ruins.

Judging from the style of the architectural ruins, it seems to be an elf bathhouse built in the basent.

Now it was trampled through by the Tyrannosaurus, trapping its two ankles. Of course, this kind of restriction can only be done in two seconds for the still-living Dino Tyrannosaurus. It can lift the entire basent where the bathhouse is located with just one lift of its legs!

The elf bathhouse has solid materials and exquisite water conservancy technology.

Although it is unknown how long this elf ruins have been abandoned, the bathhouse has been diverting, storing, and draining water.

To this day, you can still see the clear baths and the statues that continuously spray hot water downwards.

This place is not far from the floating port built by Teria, but in such a rugged and deep location, even the people in the floating port probably don't know that there are elven ruins here.

And the floating port where the trading town of Pontal River was built in the slow water area also had no peace at all at this ti.

The Pontal Valley is difficult to establish settlents due to terrain reasons. There are many monster lairs and ferocious beasts in the valley.

Foltest spent a lot of effort to attract refugees and bankrupts from the country and reluctantly sent them here, which can be regarded as a colonial outpost.

However, there are still vegetation around the floating port that is so lush that it is not suitable for human life, as well as snakes, insects, rats, ants, monsters and beasts that accompany the vegetation.

People died during the construction of the town, so there were demon spirits and ghost dogs.

But relying on the town guards in the floating port and the simple fence walls, at least people can sleep peacefully after a busy day.

Or have a drink in the pub, play cards, find a waitress who wants to make extra money, or sothing.

But tonight, a loud roar that no one had ever heard suddenly rang out in the river valley!

That voice was full of madness and violence. People could hear it from a long distance, but even at this distance, the volu of the roar still shook the entire valley!

This is even scarier!

Outside the town, the monsters and beasts that had been lingering outside the human walls now made a "squeaking" sound in the bushes, and then ran towards a more distant place without looking back.

Every one of the people in the floating port was restrained by the violent and arrogant roar.

Seeing that the monsters that usually wanted to kill them all and drive them away were now running away from the town, but they didn't feel safe at this ti. Instead, they felt like they were with these familiar monsters right in front of them. It feels like a sense of security.

Due to the recent rampage of the Scoia'tael, the stevedores and pilots on the docks who had lost a lot of work were lying by the windows of their cabins with frightened eyes.

Nervously and at a loss, I looked outside at the quiet moonlight and the endless flowing river water in the Pontal Valley.

"Did you hear that?"

"That's. What's that sound?"

"It's a monster that's screaming! A huge monster! It must be!" a loader said firmly.

"Monster? Have you heard of such a monster? This sound is at least two hills away!" Another worker retorted.

"Then what did you say it was?"

The choking sound of the rhetorical question made the other party's words beco a little uncertain and hesitant.

"Maybe it's magic? There are Scoia'tael in the forest now! The elves know those evil witchcrafts!"

"I told you a long ti ago! We should go to Novigrad to invite one of the priests of the Eternal Fire! Bring a sacred fla to the floating port! Then all the evil will disappear! So that we decent people can Honest people can live a good life!"

Rumors and rumors were born in people's uneasy mood, and then spread throughout the town.

Every household woke up to the distant roar of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, and then beca anxious and uneasy, not even daring to light a lamp as they looked at the seemingly normal Pontal Valley.

The commander of the floating port, Bernard Roredo, was also shocked by the terrifying and distant roar, and he quickly summoned the guards.

But he himself was uneasy and didn't know what the use was.

The commotion caused by the roar of the Tyrannosaurus in the floating port was not within Lan En's consideration at this ti.

In the elven ruins, in addition to the sll of blood that was slowly flowing out from the body of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, which had changed from black to red, there was also a strong scent of roses.

There are gardens in the elven ruins, and long periods of neglect have not stifled the vitality of these plants.

On the contrary, a large number of roses have beco wild and beco stronger.

Lan En felt that the roaring bear head pendant around his neck was dangling a little outside the large roses. He estimated that there were so precious flowers containing chaotic magic in the garden.

And soon, a piercing electric light appeared first in the gap created by the Terror Tyrannosaurus rampaging beside the elven ruins.

"Boss! Are you there, ow?"

The flannel ball shouted loudly with a cute voice like a child, asking Lan En to walk back from the garden of the elf ruins.

As he walked, he responded: "This way!"

The sound of Qilin's horse hooves followed, and above it was Elu Cat, who was stepping on Gulong's head and looking left and right, and Sakia, who was still holding on to one shoulder.

Behind Sachia, embracing the female warrior in a caring manner, was Margarita.

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