The Creators: From Night City

This blow knocked the opponent unconscious and his face was covered with red.

The fighting skills learned on the streets of Night City do not care about any morals or laws. To kill him while he is weak, Jiang Bing bent down and hugged one of the opponent's hooves, and threw the opponent to the ground with his backhand. Before the male succubus could get up, the storm brought by his size 46 big feet kicked the opponent's head deep into the ground.

The next second, half a cubic meter of soil exploded. Jiang Bing retreated quickly to avoid the opponent's collision in the mud and pulled himself to a safe distance.

The deformed visor was torn off and thrown casually on the ground.

Jiang Bing coughed up a mouthful of blood, but his body was indescribably active under the stimulation of pain.

It had been a long time since he had been injured, and a long time since he had met an opponent against whom he could unscrupulously exert his full strength.

As their physical strength increases, most of the enemies in Night City are like clay and cannot organize a decent resistance at all.

"You're such a delight to me, you little white-faced bastard."

The enemy, who looked more like a demon than a succubus, strode to a tree, inserted his ten fingers easily into the tree, twisted his arms, broke the tree in half, and rushed towards Jiang Bing while holding it.

Chaos magic flowed wildly in the opponent's body.

Jiang Bing held the sword in both hands, and the plasma flames became more and more violent.

The trees intersected with the flames and instantly turned black and carbonized, but this did not affect the male night demon. He protected his face with his hands, lowered his head and charged with his horns.

At the critical moment, Jiang Bing, with the help of the airflow, lightly tapped the ground with his toes and was about to float away from the danger zone.

However, from the perspective of the "craftsman", the chaotic magic power on the other party suddenly condensed at his throat. Then, a huge roar shook the airflow surrounding Jiang Bing and artificially created a vacuum.

There was no time to lose, Jiang Bing could only turn sideways to avoid the vital point and stretch out his hand to try to block the opponent's subsequent moves.

A straight punch swept the left hand wrapped in the metal arm guard far away, followed by the most deadly killing move.

Charge, and if you miss, activate the roar to stun, followed by a straight punch. The last move of this silky little combo is a grapple.

The other hand with sharp nails suddenly grabbed Jiang Bing's raised arm and was about to throw him to the ground.

[Power - Wind Lord] The wind tunnel at the heel suddenly ejected, correcting Jiang Bing's unbalanced body in time.

Jiang Bing did not try to break free from the restraints. Instead, he stretched out one foot and kicked his opponent's waist, while the other foot stomped hard on the opponent's neck.

A stable triangular structure is thus formed.

This made Jiang Bing, who was several times smaller, look as if he was growing on the other person's body. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move him at all.

The power of science, boy.

After several stalemates, the male night demon finally gave up and turned around to throw Jiang Bing away from his body.

Chapter 123 Natural Disaster

The airflow supported the armor and easily dissipated the force of the throw. Jiang Bing squatted on the straight branch of a tree.

He waved his hand to signal Vesemir to take Geralt and walk quickly. As the shadow of the tree swayed, the man jumped out from the branch, and the [Principle] in his hand shone brightly, and he chopped it hard on the opponent's blocking left forearm.

As usual, once the sword blade touched the bone, it could not go any further.

The sword turned sideways, and the plasma moved along the opponent's forearm, scraping away the muscle tissue of the entire arm, revealing the metallic bones underneath.

The opponent seemed to have completely blocked out the pain, ignoring Jiang Bing's attacks and just blindly attacking at the cost of his life.

As the saying goes, you fight yours and I fight mine, and all tactics are changed.

Vesemir fled with the unlucky Paul, who was blown down from the tree by the air current, and Geralt, who had a broken right hand but was able to move without any problem.

The experienced demon hunter master understood what was the wisest thing to do in this situation. He decisively turned around and left without even saying a word, without any hesitation.

"What wish did you make to Master Mirror, huh, stallion?" Jiang Bing suddenly spoke when the two demon hunters disappeared into the forest and only two people were left on the battlefield.

When the other party heard this title, he suddenly became furious and used his hands and hooves to bombard the ground, raising dust.

"Don't tell me about that scabby bastard."

A kick from behind sent Jiang Bing flying far away, and the opponent roared angrily to the sky.

"So, you are the debt collector he hired."

"It's a pity that you don't know who you're going to face."

"Who is it, a seeding machine that even kills sows when it's horny?"

As soon as the old Yin-Yang man opens his mouth, you can tell whether his skills are profound.

This sentence obviously touched the other party's sore spot, making its eyes wide open with anger and resentment.

"It's all his fault. He's the one who made me like this. He twisted my wishes. He's a despicable and shameless person."

There was a mixture of wailing and angry roars. The other party was really angry because of Jiang Bing's words. His already tall body suddenly grew three times taller, and the rags around his waist were torn into pieces.

Jiang Bing took a quick glance and confirmed that it was undoubtedly the murder weapon.

Anger broke through the blockade of reason, making the opponent's subsequent attack more violent and more disorganized.

The intensity of the battle continued to rise.

One is a high-level being in his growth period, and the other is a grotesque demon born out of a curse. The battle between the two has exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

Bones of steel, super-fast regeneration, and extraordinary strength.

The Mirror Master's twisted curses often correspond to the contents of the contract. Although it is unknown what wish he made at the time, the characteristics displayed by the other party still do not exceed common sense. At least it seems that he cannot regenerate his head after being decapitated.

As the battle progressed, this rare male succubus, who might be "unparalleled in the world", became increasingly irrational, and instead, his eyes were filled with endless desire.

The thing also raised its head excitedly.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Bing also changed from "kill him quickly" to "kill him quickly" .

The other person's face gradually turned as red as blood, and there was a column of heat in his nose. At this point, he was completely unconscious.

This situation is generally referred to as sperm on the brain.

Although he didn't know what wish he made to Master Mirror at that time, looking at the other party's current state, Jiang Bing guessed that it must be related to the ultimate pursuit of men such as an invincible penis, ten times a day, and ten days at a time.

In the following battle, Jiang Bing gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Not only did he need to deal with the increasingly violent attacks, but he also had to guard against the "hidden weapons" swung by the other side.

Being kicked away by the opponent's hoof again, Jiang Bing realized that this battle could not be dragged on any longer.

Fortunately, compared to the other party, Jiang Bing can still be considered a "magician".

My chest felt like it was beating like a drum, and blood was gushing down from under my nose.

The unconditional investment of mental strength made the matte black laurel crown on his head emit its original golden light in the dark night, like a sacred king.

The chaotic magic power was disturbed on a large scale and gathered towards Jiang Bing's location.

Half of the ginkgo orchard was covered by rapidly gathering dark clouds, and the wind suddenly appeared out of nowhere and grew stronger.

The monster braved the strong wind and when it saw Jiang Bing again, he was already being carried by the storm and slowly rising into the air. Behind him were endless strong winds and thick dark clouds that were almost as low as his head.

The air currents caused the clouds to move violently, and the friction produced violent lightning, which almost illuminated the entire white fruit orchard.

Liberation. This was the first time that Jiang Bing unscrupulously and without reservation liberated all his power.

The strength of existence, the strength of composition, and the weight brought by the status mobilize all the chaotic magic power around in an almost brutal manner.

The spellcasters in this world (mostly warlocks, but also druids, shamans, etc.) can often cast magic that is beyond the support of the chaotic magic contained in their own bodies. They rely on their own mental power and chaotic magic as a guide, coupled with years of hard training and knowledge, to attract the chaotic magic of the outside world to form spells.

The chaotic magic power in this world, although its concentration varies, is basically inexhaustible.

Although he did not have the corresponding training and professional knowledge, Jiang Bing had a strong body and structural strength that they could not match.

With the blessing of chaos magic, the high-level metal that was originally born in a high-energy environment finally regained its former glory.

The paint on the surface of the laurel crown has all fallen off, and the unknown metal, pulled by Jiang Bing's mental power, begins to devour the chaotic magic power.

The storm was like a large amount of catalyst was poured into it, and it began to expand as if it would never end.

This made the light emitted by the laurel wreath brighter and brighter, until it illuminated the entire night sky.

The violent flow of chaotic magic triggered a magical tide, which was so wide that it affected the entire Northern Kingdom.

You know, sorceresses of the same level as Philippa, Francesca, Vigo, and Margarita all have the ability to perceive chaos magic over a wide area.

The world is filled with chaotic magic, and the magical creatures (mainly warlocks) in it are like tourists in a swimming pool. Although the ripples on the water are small, they can still guide us to trace the source.

Not to mention Jiang Bing who suddenly did a high diving to catch fish while everyone in the swimming pool was silent.

And even more ancient and powerful beings like Ada Emin cast their spells almost immediately, turning their sights to the White Orchard.

But the storm, carrying with it the power of chaos, blocked everything.

The male succubus had become a mindless beast, constantly grabbing whatever discarded objects around him in a futile attempt to knock Jiang Bing down from the air.

But it seemed as if a magnificent tornado connecting heaven and earth had formed, and the powerful move that Himiko, the Queen of Yamatai, had once used was replicated by Jiang Bing.

However, since the operator this time was stronger, and with the promotion and catalysis of chaos magic, the tornado was at the level of a natural disaster once it took shape.

Chapter 124 Vinegar and Dumplings

Countless trees were uprooted, and the tangled roots dragged out the thick soil.

The two witchers who escaped to the edge of the forest looked at each other, and then continued to flee tacitly.

The red-eyed male succubus had been swept up by the endless strong wind and pressed to the ground.

The violent high-speed airflow was like countless tiny high-wave vibration blades, blowing its flesh and blood away from its skeleton bit by bit, but under the influence of the so-called blessing which was actually a curse, it regenerated rapidly.

It was tortured again, and as the initiator of the storm, Jiang Bing also felt uncomfortable.

After all, due to the lack of relevant knowledge about chaos magic, Jiang Bing is now somewhat helpless and is caught in the dilemma of being pushed forward by chaos magic.

Fortunately, compared to those warlocks who could be easily shot in the head by arrows if they were not prepared, Jiang Bing possessed a physique far stronger than this group.

The magical load, which is enough to crush a high-level warlock, was borne by the flesh.

[Principle] is held in the hand, pointing directly at the dark clouds in the sky.

The silver snake danced wildly, lightning and thunder flashed, and endless air currents surrounded it, rolling up a plasma flame flow that almost reached the upper limit of the [Mithril] line, forming a red tornado dozens of meters long.

Amid the terror of the entire Baiguoyuan residents, a tornado fell from the sky like a golden mountain and a jade pillar.

The next moment, flames swept across the forest, turning it into a white field. The roar resounded in all directions, as loud as thunder.

But someone looks smooth on the outside, but secretly he is a scoundrel.

The burden of magic power made Jiang Bing vomit blood and have difficulty breathing. However, he still did not stop the output of mental power. Instead, he gritted his teeth and increased his input. Under the traction of the crown, he led endless thunder dragons down from the sky.

The landing point is the principle of piercing the enemy's body.

The lightning that fell from the sky, centered on the [Principle], was transmitted to the ground along the tornado, burning the entire earth until it melted.

For a few tens of seconds, the sky and the earth were vast and dark, as if it were daytime.

Lightning bolts, with temperatures reaching up to 28,000 degrees, flashed one after another, and as the air currents swept through the dark clouds, the friction became more intense, becoming denser and thicker.

Until the mental power was completely dried up under the overload state and not even a drop could be squeezed out, the storm and dark clouds gradually dissipated due to the loss of energy supply, and the thunderstorm without guidance naturally dissipated as well.

The soil was plowed and the air was full of the smell of fish.

This is ozone produced by lightning electrolyzing oxygen in the air.

The landing point of the group of thunder dragons had been chewed out of a deep pit, and the pit wall was burned into glass by the hot plasma, which continuously emitted bursts of heat.

Jiang Bing managed to land with the help of the last few strands of air that had not dissipated. The severe overload of his mental power gave him a splitting headache, and the load of chaotic magic power caused serious damage to his body.

It can be said that he is approaching the brink of exhaustion.

Resisting the urge to consume the Philosopher's Stone (Craftsman Badge) to make a wish and use ether to replenish his physical strength, Jiang Bing staggered to the edge of the glass pit and looked inside.

The male succubus whose brain is full of sex must be dead. Even if Azul himself came, he would not be able to pat his chest and say that he can withstand the bombardment of this level.

Each lightning bolt just now was comparable to the thunder spell cast by Azul himself, and this bombardment lasted for dozens of seconds like raindrops.

Of course, Azul's Thunderbolt focuses on accuracy and easy control of rapid formation, which is fundamentally different from the pure destructive celestial phenomenon just now.

[Power - Wind Lord]'s body is covered with cracks, but at least it is the work of a "craftsman" and there is no risk of it falling apart.

Jiang Bing slid down the glass into the pit and staggered to the center of the pit. The male succubus was completely gone.

As for the [Principle], it almost completely melted into a pool of blood-colored liquid under the continuous bombardment of lightning. In this pool of metal liquid, the 'Fragment of the Divine Seal' had been washed into liquid by the endless lightning and was evenly mixed with other substances.

Jiang Bing's blood evaporated completely in the lightning early on, but by some strange coincidence, it acted as a catalyst.

Even if you plant flowers with care, they may not bloom; but if you plant willows by accident, they may grow into a shade.