Chapter 968: Real is worse than fake
Looking at the dark clouds approaching in the sky, the huge magic circle was silent and silent.
Although there have been far more than one previews before, and the scene of dispelling the White Calamity has been simulated with magic, when the Great White Calamity really came, everyone's heart was still filled with heavy worries.
Over the years, the "white disaster" has carved indelible scars in the hearts of all ethnic groups in the grasslands. In Eastern terms, this thing is their inner demon; in Western terms, this thing is their natural enemy. All in all, as long as they think of the white disaster, they are a little worried. Once you see the white disaster coming, no matter how well prepared you are, you can't help but gradually panic.
In the midst of the silent panic, a voice suddenly sounded.
"This great white disaster doesn't seem to be large in scale." The panda looked up at the sky and said to himself, "Before the last simulation, the dark clouds gathered by Liu Daoqing's spell were thick..."
What he said was not a matter of words. There was a previous exercise to dispel the white disaster. Liu Daoqing transformed into a giant dragon and flew into the sky. It took a few days to gather as much cloud energy as possible. Although limited by ability, the number of clouds gathered is limited, but it has formed a terrifying dark cloud that is likely to be unprecedented in the history of the Western Continent.
The dark cloud was so thick that it turned day into night, and the sun was completely blocked, and the ground was gloomy and chilling.
At that time, the magic circle was like a defeated battle. More than one person was injured in the panic, which made the four shamans who presided over the magic ceremony to be furious.
Compared with the dark clouds at that time, the dark clouds now are far inferior in terms of thickness and coldness. At least in Panda's point of view, this great white disaster has a good reputation, but the "selling appearance" is really not very good.
Well, it's like the ancient cultural relics in the museum, and the "ancient cultural relics" made by swindlers in the rivers and lakes to deceive the layman. Although the former is the real thing, if it is said that it is sold, it is really more than half a street thrown away by the latter.
When Panda was in college, he once complained on Weibo that he saw a famous story about "Juvenile Ma's Fantastic History Drifting Tour", so he visited a famous folk museum. Relying on his quick movements, he rushed to the museum before it was closed down, which really opened his eyes.
How should I put it... Anyway, it is more majestic than the real thing left by the ancestors. "Early Ming Dynasty blue and white cloud dragon pattern Kuikou large plate" has a diameter that exceeds the height of many adults; "Yuan blue and white mandarin duck lotus pond pattern large pot" is 92 centimeters high, let alone earthlings, I am afraid that the cloud giants in this world will not be able to use it. ...This is nothing, when he complained about this in the guild QQ group, a guy who likes to run around even posted a photo——
In the photo, this Xiongtai is lying on the ground, not far behind him, is a pair of bronze swords placed sideways on a shelf, the swords alone have grown a lot more than his entire body. Then take a look at the introduction, darling! The dragon and phoenix bronze sword cast in the Warring States Period is about three meters long!
Such a thing is not a special case, and there are many similar examples. All in all, compared with the imaginative imagination of the fakes that day, the genuine goods left by the ancients are really LOW to penetrate the heart of the earth, and have no courage at all.
Probably... It's like the difference between the real Qin army shooting arrows like rain, and the Qin army in "Heroes" where the arrows rain like black clouds; The difference between the star bases...
And now, it's a similar situation.
The dark clouds of the Great White Calamity can't be said to be not powerful enough. If you haven't seen it before, you'll be shocked and shout "Miss, come out and see God". However, how can the power of the real thing be compared with the fake one? Anyway, after seeing the terrifying dark cloud created by Liu Daoqing, and looking at the dark cloud of the Great White Calamity, Panda couldn't help but feel "that's all".
But so! What a disappointment!
This appearance, this momentum, this special effect... Do you think it's a domestic fantasy film? One point, no more!
So, he couldn't help but complain.
In the silence, his voice was so clear that almost everyone could hear it clearly.
Hearing his words, Liu Daoqing, who was beside him, couldn't help but say, "Is there something wrong with your opinion? The one I made last time was a fake."
"Obviously, your crafting skills have come home." Xingzhao, who came to watch the fun and collect scientific research data, said with a blank expression, "The fakes are more like the real ones, it's amazing."
Hearing their conversation, the orcs' hearts that had been tightly gripped suddenly relaxed.
Yes, although the Great White Disaster is terrifying, just looking at the dark clouds is far worse than the last simulation!
Last time I didn't use any consumables, I just used the basic power of the magic circle to dispel even such a thick dark cloud.
Thinking of this, their hearts gradually filled with confidence, and their gazes towards the dark clouds became relaxed and calm. Some are very daring and have a frizzy personality, and even can't help whispering.
Orcs have never been a race that obeys the rules. Once someone speaks, everyone will follow suit. As time passed, voices gradually sounded in all directions. The four shamans noticed everyone's rambling, and couldn't help frowning. "Tianyu", the eldest and hottest shaman of the Eagle Clan, couldn't help roaring, "Quiet!"
Inside the magic circle, silence was restored again. But compared to the quiet and low-pressure silence before, the silence at this moment is full of relaxation and eagerness to try.
The speed of Wuyunnan was very fast. After less than half an hour, it had already filled the sky from the north to the top of the head. With the whistling north wind, snowflakes gradually floated in the sky.
The four shamans did not rush to take action, and were still waiting patiently until the entire sky was completely covered by dark clouds, and the goose feather-like snow had covered the surrounding areas visible to the naked eye with a layer of white, even the magic circle. Everyone's heads and shoulders were covered with a layer of snow, and they nodded to each other and raised the bone staff in their hands.
Along with the desolate and ancient songs, four magical powers rose into the sky. Immediately after that, at every node of the magic circle, a magic power rose up. Under the control of the shamans who have been trained and practiced, almost all the magic nodes are activated at the first time. Countless magical rays of light rose up, interweaving into a colorful light.
The magic ceremony begins!