NovelsAlex Chapter 1633 Elf Princess: Don't worry, my husband dare not hurt Gretel!
Chapter 1633 Elf Princess: Don't worry, my husband dare not hurt Gretel!
Chapter 1633 Elf Princess: Don't worry, my husband dare not hurt Gretel!
Thunder Lord's Lightning Labyrinth.
Thunder Lord's lightning whack-a-mole.
The Thunder Lord's lightning five consecutive whips...
Gretel fell into endless remedial lessons crying.
When he was a little mage of level five or six, the Lord of Thunder asked him only to develop his mental power, to be able to feel the difference in voltage, to be able to identify the direction in the lightning maze, and walk to the maze exit by relying only on mental power;
When he was a little mage of level [-] or [-], the Lord of Thunder asked him to use the treasure box of lightning whack-a-mole, from the first level, to the last level bit by bit, to train his spirit Force sensitivity and finesse;
And when he has become a level 17 high-level mage, theoretically, he should start making final adjustments and sprints for the advanced legend, the Thunder Lord's request for him is...
"No!" Gretel screamed, rolled over, and ran away with his head in his arms:
"Help! Let go of me! — pain pain pain pain!"
However, the Lord of Thunder did not let him go.To be exact, it was the small world that the Lord of Thunder opened up, and it didn't reveal its mouth to him.
Looking around, there is fog everywhere, deep and quiet.It was white, fluctuating with his steps...
"Snapped!"
An electric whip came down.
The power is not very strong, so that he will not immediately fall to the ground, moaning, screaming, rolling, or even comatose;
It will not stick to the bone and burn it, causing muscle necrosis, soft tissue necrosis around the bone, and bone and joint damage exposure;
Of course, it will not cause brain damage, cerebral edema, breathing, cardiac arrest, and more serious consequences.
It just hurts.It's like being burnt by a candle, yelling and throwing your hands away; it's like touching a switch when you were a child, and with an oops, you immediately retract your hands, and then put your fingertips in your hands.
It's painful, not a fatal pain, but it is a pain that people will firmly remember, and never dare to touch the candle or the electric switch.
Gretel hissed, and threw a healing spell to himself with a sad face, moved his shoulders, and threw another [Mechanized Mind] on it——
This thing can't stop the pain, but it can make him ignore the pain and make him feel better.
Magicians are not warriors. Most of them cannot fight with their injuries, or even concentrate under the pain.
And [Mechanized Mind] this magic is hung, even the most delicate magician can open a hole, two holes, three holes in the body, blood is flowing, and even in the case of a broken bone, calmly throw out one by one. spell.
That's how Gretel tried to cheat.However, there was a dissatisfied hum in the void.The invisible magic wave swept by, and the [Mechanized Mind] on Gretel disappeared instantly.
Uh……
isn't it...
This doesn't work either...
Gretel touched his shoulder with a bitter face, and then his eyes suddenly froze.Front right, front right, what is coming?
In the thick fog, in the dense fog, what is coming?a ray?A thin trace?Is it fluorescent?
Is it electron flow?
He jumped quickly to the left.With a crackle, a bolt of lightning shot out from the front right, brushing against his shoulder and flying past.Gretel let out a small breath, it's okay...
Damn!
Another one came under the left leg!
Teacher, why are you so tricky with this electric current!
"Expand your spiritual power!" The teacher's voice sounded at the right time, cold, decisive, and unquestionable:
"Expand! Feel the surroundings! Feel the fluctuations of the elements!"
This, this, this is so difficult... He has also done it before, such as when fighting, such as in the rainforest, calling out to nature, reflecting the surroundings, pointing out the direction for him, and pointing out the positions of the enemy and allies.
However, according to the teacher's request, you must release your mental power to feel such delicate things... such as a little fluctuation in the white mist, a thin trace...
"Expand!"
Gretel bit the bullet and tried hard to develop his mental power.With your own head as the center point, expand outward in a spherical shape, expand.Cover the head, cover the whole body, push out one foot, another foot, another foot...
"ah!"
Another wave is coming!Thinly, a trace was plowed in the mist, just like the traces left in the cloud chamber by alpha rays and beta rays that he observed before!
Gretel jumped back urgently, but it was too late.Following that trace was a fierce bolt of lightning, which opened three forks, and then four forks.Gretel raised his hand reflexively to cover it, and the fork on the edge twitched on his forearm...
"Ow!"
Gretel screamed, jumped back, and threw a healing spell on himself.In his haste, he forgot to maintain the mental strength around him, so another bolt of lightning fell and slammed his ass hard!
"Oh! Teacher, you are too much!"
Gretel clutched his ass and screamed.The stern voice of the Lord of Thunder chased him down again:
"Continue! You can do it! This level is far from your limit!"
"Aw! Aww—"
Gretel ran through the fog, screaming.Outside the fog, to be precise, outside the office, Cerilla worriedly turned around, turning around:
"Why don't you come out..."
"Why isn't Gretel coming out..."
"How long will this special training take..."
"I saw that Gretel had a bitter face when he went in. He won't be hurt, right?"
"Will he be in pain? Will he be in extreme pain? Will he be hurt?"
Princess Norrell frowned and sat opposite her, unable to answer a word.My husband taught the students, and that method was never gentle, and I heard him say it as a joke;
However, Princess Norrell couldn't bear to ask Cerilla like a headless chicken.I couldn't bear to tell her the truth, and I couldn't bear to comfort her by saying:
"Don't worry, Christine is just teaching his disciples a lesson, not fighting the enemy, even if Little Gretel's performance is not as he expected, at most one beating will pass—"
Will Celera cry?
Will this silver dragon girl who has never been wronged, never beaten, and never witnessed Little Gretel get beaten, cry?
"Don't worry," she could only warmly and softly take Cerilla's hand, pull her to her side, and sit next to her:
"Master Nordmark is Christine's disciple, and he is his youngest disciple. Christine will not do anything to him. And these trainings are also for his own good—"
"But Gretel!"
"Gretel knows how to heal herself," Princess Norrell's voice became softer:
"Besides, Christine will definitely control the intensity and will never let him get hurt!"
"That's why he won't be injured after healed! - With healing skills, he can let go and hurt him even more!"
"Don't worry." Princess Norrell finally took out her trump card:
"Secretly tell you, I have something to learn from Gretel. So, I told Christine in advance that he would never dare to hurt Gretel~~~"
(End of this chapter)