One Skill Point Per Second, I Turn the Fireball Into a Forbidden Spell - Chapter 211

Chapter 211: Natural Disaster Shocks! The horror of multi-casting summoning system!

Modi opened his hands, and the fanatical expression on his face completely froze.

The raging heat wave dissipated because Lin Yi canceled the skill.

He feels like a delusional retard…

“Are you… teasing you…?”

The host A Liang was confused.

He was already prepared for Lin Yi to solve the battle at the speed of light again, but he didn’t expect that Lin Yi took the initiative to cancel his long-charged skills after the game started!

“What’s going on? Did Lin Yi see something?”

Zhao Enquan’s eyes were deep. In fact, he had noticed something strange about Curry Country challenging Lin Yi three times in a row.

Especially when Lin Yi’s current strength is almost crushing, he still comes up with iron.

So suspicious.

He also reminded Lin Yi, but how the final battle plays out still depends on the situation.

On the ring, Modi put down his open hand and pointed at Lin Yi, “You’ve been talking for a long time.”

He was almost dying of anxiety. His plan was almost successful, and he was ready to die for his country.

In the end, Lin Yi withdrew more than 20,000 fireballs and gave him a hand.

The referee on the sidelines was also full of resentment.

Didn’t you say that you can’t take back the skills you used?

Hasn’t the **** that came out now shrunk back?

How abominable!

“You seem disappointed that I couldn’t use the fireball to send you on your way.”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, I promise to make your wish come true and experience Barrick’s happiness.”

Modi swallowed, feeling that he could still save some time.

But he also understands that if he says anything at this time, he will appear even more clownish.

So, for a moment, he really couldn’t think of what to say.

Lin Yi didn’t expose him, but just raised his hand again.

However, this time, the skill he used was not fireball.

But the rank is also not high.

[Summon: Necromancer]!

This is the level 3 skill of the necromancy system.

The last time Lin Yi used this skill was during the provincial examination, when he tested the Necromantic Space.

Following Lin Yi’s thoughts, a magic circle emitting dark evil light appeared in front of him.

Then, a skinny Necromancer with tattered robes crawled out of the magic circle.

“Well…”

A sigh came from his decayed throat.

Two blue will-o’-the-wisps also lit up in the eye sockets under his hood!

【X4396! 】

A reminder appeared in front of Lin Yi’s eyes.

Multi-casting, an additional 4395 skeleton mages will be given!

But Lin Yi’s spellcasting didn’t stop at all.

At the moment, all he needs to do is think of a low-level spell that can be fired ten times in a row!

【X3369】!

【X4086】!

【X3994】!

…

A series of multiple spell-casting prompts triggered by Taichu Chaos instantly appeared in front of Lin Yi’s eyes.

The next moment, with Lin Yi as the center, more than 40,000 magic arrays flashing with black evil light suddenly appeared!

Because the number is too huge.

Most of the magic circles have even expanded beyond the arena.

All over the huge Penglai Island Arena!

The aura that symbolized death spread from the 40,000 magic circle, making the hearts of all the spectators present tremble.

Why did the temperature drop so much in the middle of summer? !

“Well…”

A dense crowd of necromancers crawled out of the magic circle.

For a moment, the entire arena became extremely hellish!

After all the necromancers were summoned, Lin Yi, surrounded by these terrifying monsters, looked more like a villain than a villain.

Modi’s brain has shut down.

Surrounded by undead monsters and at a loss what to do.

“Necromantic skills!”

“I didn’t expect player Lin Yi to have necromancy skills!”

“Oh my god, how many undead monsters did he summon…Did he bring an army to our competition site???” Everyone was frightened by this battle, and even the audience even applauded. All forgotten.

But Lin Yi had no ink marks.

Pointing his right hand towards Modi.

The next moment, the will-o’-the-wisps in the empty eyes of countless necromancers became even brighter!

Forty thousand necromancers started singing together!

Just one second later.

The whole place was once again illuminated by brilliant firelight!

Fireball!

Forty thousand fireballs, at this moment, once again crossed the sky and flew towards Modi on the ring!

“don’t want!”

“save…”

Modi didn’t even say a second word from his mouth before he was drowned in a sea of ​​fire.

“I said I will definitely fulfill your wish.”

“Look, isn’t this arranged for you?”

Lin Yi’s voice was drowned in the blazing brightness.

Barrick endured several minutes of continuous fireball torture.

But Modi is much more relaxed.

More than 40,000 fireballs erupted at the same time.

So he was burned to ashes in an instant.

at the same time.

The entire life support formation below the arena collapsed!

The sound of popping popping is like setting off firecrackers.

[Fireball (Necromancer)]

[Number of fireballs: 41964]

[Theoretical damage:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

“So that’s it!”

“So that’s it!”

Along with host A Liang’s explanation, there was also brief information on Lin Yi’s summoned object on the big screen.

The countless necromancers present were all low on blood, as if they had been hurt in some way.

Subsequently, Modi’s talent for counter-injury was also posted by the tournament officials.

“Lin Yi probably discovered Modi’s talent for counter-injury in advance, so he removed the skills he used.”

“The damage caused by the skills used by the summoned objects is the summoned objects themselves, so player Lin Yi himself is safe and sound!”

“What a keen sense of battle!”

After A Liang finished speaking, the fire on the arena dispersed.

A scene that scares everyone appears!

Compared with Barrick, the extra 4,000 fireballs became the straw that broke the camel’s back.

After the last life support circle in the arena was shattered, Modi turned into a pile of black ashes and was blown away by the wind, completely annihilating him.

Modi, die!

There is no chance of rescue!

Only Lin Yi and a dense crowd of necromancers were left at the scene!

Lin Yi’s eyes were cold and he looked in the direction of the Curry Country team again.

“Whoever wants to die, just come to me.”

“I will definitely be satisfied.”

This time, the Curry Nation players who had been cursing at each other collectively fell silent.

They are really scared!

Because someone among them really died!

In front of Lin Yi, the tournament organizing committee couldn’t save them!

Later, Lin Yi’s eyes swept over the mid-level players preparing for the game in the backcourt.

Wherever Lin Yi looked, almost everyone was shrinking their necks and lowering their heads.

Their pride, their self-esteem.

There is no meaning in front of the materialized incarnation of death!

Lin Yi was bored.

Lost interest in fighting.

Anyway, now three wins have been achieved.

Let’s wait until the players in the high-level group come off the field tomorrow.

(End of chapter)