Chapter 309: Warning, the restaurant was shocked!

Of course, now Meg has no source in the body, let alone the sword.
However, with the improvement of physical fitness, the source should be able to recover slowly. With the support of the source, human beings can do many things that could not be done.
When Alex was able to kill the dragon, the purple-haired lion was an important reason. The strong strength of the original strength is the real key.
With the powerful sword and skill, the source has the power of horror. It can easily break the hard scales of the dragon and pose a fatal threat to them.
At that time, the purple-haired gryphon and the man with the single-handed sword made the king who dominated the sky like the dragon feel the threat and fear. Even after some time, Luodu could not see any dragon in the sky.
The so-called combat skills, in fact, is the use of source power in the battle, barely can be used as a martial arts cheats, only the combat skills can maximize the source of power, significantly enhance the strength.
The last five styles of the Shadow Thirteen are actually sword techniques, which must be used after the fifth level.
McGonagall shook his head and threw out the messy thoughts in his head and continued to concentrate on practicing the sword.
He has not even reached the first-class knights. He wants swordsmanship to be too far away. The most important thing to do now is to practice swordsmanship and let himself be the ultimate in the same ranks, laying the foundation for future strength improvement.
This practice was an hour. Meg reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He turned a bit of a sour wrist and put the long sword under the partition of the small room. Then he went downstairs to wash.
Lying in the bathtub filled with hot water, McGonagall closed his eyes comfortably. For an hour, two hundred straight strokes of the right and left hands allowed him to have more understanding and control of his body. After extreme fatigue, It is also clearer to recognize the toughness and strong plasticity of your body.
Of course, an hour is definitely not enough. In the heart, McGonagall has already developed a gradual training plan for himself. The time and intensity are gradually improved. Every night, Amy begins to practice after falling asleep.
"The little guy practiced so fast, I took a big re-training, I can't be slower than her, so it's a bit faceless." McGonagall whispered, slowly clenching his fist, and his heart was unprecedented. power.
This night, McGonze slept very well, but the next morning was not awakened by the alarm clock, but was awakened by a muffled and slightly shaken bed.
"Well?" McGonagall opened his eyes in a confused way. He looked at the picture hanging on the bed and was awake. He opened the quilt and climbed up with a squid. He directed directly to Amy. The small bed flew past, this is the earthquake of his mother!
"Drip! Warning, the restaurant was hit! Energy level 3, did not break through the restaurant defense."
Just then, the sound of the system suddenly sounded.
"Level 3 impact?" McGon stopped at once, and the shock had stopped. Except that the alarm clock on the table was slanted, and the portrait on the bed was a bit awkward, it did not seem to cause any extra damage, but When the restaurant was attacked by a three-level attack, it was not moving. It was strange to say: "System, is there someone else to make trouble?"
"The identity of the intruder is unknown and the means of attack are unknown." The system calmly responded.
McGonagall glanced at the alarm clock on the table, just five o'clock, and then looked at Amy, who was sleeping on the small bed with the ugly duckling sleeping. After approving the clothes, he went out and went downstairs.
Although the third-level attack can not break through the defense of the restaurant, but inexplicably attacked, McGonagall is still ready to see the situation, otherwise I am not at ease.
McGonagall picked up a corner of the blinds and looked out. The outside was just bright, and there was no pedestrian on the road. The scuffle at the door of the night ruined the shrub and several trees of several decades old at the entrance of the restaurant. The temple is going to send people to replant.
"Nobody? Is it a prank?" McGonagall looked around and saw that there were no people hiding in the bushes not far away. The color of doubts on his face became more and more intense. He hesitated and stretched his hand. The feet are still standing in the dining room. The probe went out and looked around. The eyes fell to the side of the blacksmith shop. The eyes were stunned and I couldn’t help but say: "Ink-white boss, what's wrong with you?"
The original blacksmith shop would have turned into a pile of ruins. The white one was carrying a big hammer, and the gray-faced face was sitting at the door of the blacksmith shop. The messy beard was burnt for most of the time. It is a black smoke of black smoke. At first glance, it is thought that it is a miner who has just come from the bottom of the coal mine.
"Hey, Mai boss woke up so early, I am... I just accidentally blew it up, nothing, nothing." White heard the voice and looked up at McGonagall, his face smiled a little. .

Bread it up?
McGonagall walked out the door and glanced at the blacksmith’s shop, which was almost flattened. The various weapons were scattered in the rubble, and even the uninhabited shops next to them were razed to the ground. Even the shops that have been separated from each other have collapsed by half, and the scene can be described as tragic.
Imagine how a horrible explosion occurred before.
The expression of McGonagall became so weird, is this a blow? This is her mother's horror. Attack!
Under the skin, can you be very happy?
McGonagall looked at the white smirk sitting on the ruins, and suddenly knew that the neighbor who always wanted to do something big disappeared and went there for two days. He was swearing at the secret underground nuclear explosion test.
If McGon didn't make a mistake, the sound of the muffled sound and the shaking of the house was caused by the explosion. The extent of the third-level attack, if it was not the system's automatic defense, the Mimi restaurant would probably be the same shop next to it. The same was collapsed, when they were still asleep, the consequences could not be imagined.
"Ink-white boss, you are a bit uncomfortable doing this. If the explosion collapses the restaurant, what should I do? Even if you want to experiment, at least you must inform the neighbors first?" Ink white, straightforward.
He expressed sympathy and regret for the fact that the ink-white father was swallowed by the dragon, but this did not be the reason why he could do the explosion test at home.
Moreover, before the blasting, the white ink did not inform the people who lived there in advance. This attitude of not putting their lives on the mind made him feel uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry, Mai boss, I didn't think about it before. The power of this explosion will be so big. I used to do the same dose many times before, and the power of each explosion can only blow through the first layer of magic mask. I didn't expect that this time I just lost a little bit of Warcraft crystal powder, and it turned out to be like this. The three-layer magic shield didn't play a role at all." Mobai stood up and looked at McGonagall. Apologize.