Ember Skywalker

Chapter 224 Legendary Monet!

Raven was shocked: "Master, don't you take any protection?"

"At my current stage, I no longer need protection. Ordinary protection is useless and will only affect my recovery."

Monet laughed, and a huge amount of burning power surged from his hands.

As he moved, all the energy around him rushed towards him like waves in the sea.

For a moment, the whole house became the eye of the storm, with Monet at the center.

Raven was shocked.

He discovered that Monet was actually absorbing the fuel from outside while recovering his magic!
He originally thought this was his unique skill.

Half an hour passed unknowingly, and Raven gradually became immersed in it.

He found that Monet's style was surprisingly stable, and his control over energy was extremely delicate, simply perfect.

It is difficult for a magician of this style to fail.

In just one hour, Monet completed the third level of magic restoration.
After another half a day, he completed the fourth level of demon recovery.

The next step is the most critical and difficult fifth-level demon restoration.

He took a deep breath, and his whole body suddenly began to surge. With a loud shout, a burst of burning energy like the sea surged out.

In the face of this burning power, Raven felt like a small boat in a storm.

He was shocked. Is this the power of the legendary magician?

With this level of burning power, it would be great if I didn't kill myself, let alone control the resurrection of the devil.

It gradually darkened, then turned into night, and then dawn.

Monet had been in a state of revelation all night. His thin body had begun to shake and there seemed to be more wrinkles on his face.

However, his burning power is still as huge and stable as the rivers and seas.

"It's indeed the style of a master!" Raven admired him very much.

This resurrection of the devil really opened his eyes.

"It seems I should get closer."

So he walked hundreds of meters to Monet.

Just when he wanted to lean over to take a closer look.

boom!
A shocking explosion sounded.

A blazing flame lit up in front of Monet, and then turned into a raging fire wave that swept across the entire laboratory.

Depend on!
Raven lunged forward and was about to knock Monet down.

The old man can't withstand such an explosion.

However, the terrifying fire wave directly knocked him flying backwards, and he fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

A layer of burning energy suddenly appeared outside Monet's body, and the fire wave rushed up, making a sharp whistling sound.

"Grandmaster!"

Raven called out urgently.

With this intensity of flame, Monet would definitely be burned to a barbecue.

"What the hell are you yelling about, cough cough!"

Monet's voice came.

When the flames died down, he staggered out and sat down on the ground.

He was always elegant, but now his hair was unkempt, his robe was tattered, and his exposed arms were burnt.

"Master, are you still alive?"

"Nonsense, how about you talk to the dead?"

"Didn't you take any protection?"

"I didn't take any protection, but I have passive defense items."

"what?"

"What's so strange? You all know how to protect yourself. I'm just an old man and stupid."

"Master, you are so cunning."

Raven thought so too.

How could an old fox like Monet not have thought of this?

He smiled and said, "Master, are there many of these things? Can you give me one?"

"A lot? I only have five on me, and I've just used up one. I don't know if the remaining ones will be enough."

"Well, can I buy this?"

"You think having money is enough? It takes time to accumulate it.

Well, I failed this time, please make me another bottom suit."

Raven smiled apologetically: "No problem, but do you have another 100,000?

You know, I need money to motivate me.”

"Yes!" said Monet unhappily.

"okay!"

A week later.

Raven huddled in a corner a hundred meters away, with three layers of burning shields in front of him and a heavy test bench. He looked carefully at the distance, where Monet was performing the final restoration of the magic.

For two days, Monet's thin body kept shaking in the waves of burning energy, as if he would fall down at any time.

But every time he managed to keep his composure.

In Raven's eyes, the swaying light became brighter and brighter until it became blinding.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura rose from Monet's body, causing all the energy in the room to seem to burn.

Boo!
Just like a stone fell into a silent lake, Raven found that the energy in the whole house was rapidly receding, and in the blink of an eye, he could no longer sense anything.

Then he found himself surrounded by a strange world.

In this primordial realm, he couldn't even sense the power of combustion, let alone mobilize it.

He was horrified. What happened?

Just then he saw Monet's body shaking and suddenly spit out blood.

Just as the blood was about to fall on Posa, a fierce green flame rose from it, burning the blood into nothingness.

"Master Monet." Raven ran over to support him.

"Haha, we succeeded! We finally made a legendary weapon!" Monet laughed weakly.

"real!"

When everything came true, Raven was a little bit unbelieving.

He looked quickly.

I saw the seven dancing objects emitting bright green light, connected to each other by lines of power, transmitting fuel to each other, like a dream.

This is exactly what Sequence Armament looks like when it is activated.

He swallowed unconsciously. It was a legendary costume. Damn, it was too tempting. He really wanted to try it on.

Suddenly, Monet spat out blood again and his body went limp.

"Master, how are you?"

"It's okay, I'm just overworked!" he said weakly.

"No, Master, are you injured?" A normal revived demon would not be in this condition.

"Don't ask anymore, just take care of Po Su, I'll take a break.

Remember, don't leave this lab until I recover.

I cannot guarantee that the Phantom Star Tower is absolutely safe."

"Don't worry."

An hour later, Monet had rested and felt much better.

But for some reason, Raven always had a feeling that he seemed to be running out of energy.

Monet sat down and looked at Posa as if she were his own child, unwilling to take his eyes off her for a long time.

Sometimes he would even smile foolishly.

After an unknown amount of time, he carefully put Posa away, placed it in a special magic-sealing box, and then put it into the star ring.

After doing this, he and Raven began to deal with the traces of the restoration of the demon until everything was restored to its original state.

In fact, there is no need to recover, because the last explosion has reduced everything in the house to ashes.

"Now is a special moment, this place may not be safe, so it is necessary to clear all traces to prevent the enemy from knowing our secret." Monet explained.

Raven nodded.

He suffered a loss before the last Fu Mo press conference.

After saying this, Monet changed his clothes and took Raven to find Cosey.

Not long after, a cry of surprise came from Cosey's house...

Half a day later, in Titus' study.

The Prime Minister and the Marshal both came, and they looked at the Posha in Monet's hands excitedly.

"Master, thank you for everything you have done for Dante. Please accept my greeting."

He bowed deeply to Monet.

"Thank you for the compliment, Prime Minister. Ahem, this is my job, and Raven has made a great contribution to this."

Titus said cheerfully, "Raven, since the master said so, I will definitely reward you. What do you want?"

This set of Posah is so important and timely.

With it, Dante has half an apocalypse giant.

And it can go to the battlefield.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I am just doing my job and do not need any reward."

Raven said seriously.

He knew that the more modest he spoke, the greater the reward would be.

Sure enough, Titus waved his hand.

“No, that won’t do. Let me put it this way. I owe you a chance to enter Wind’s Rest Island, and I also owe you the territory of the Earl of Glory.

Let’s fulfill them all.”

what?
Raven was dumbfounded, wasn't this what he deserved?
(End of this chapter)