Chapter 72 Chapter 73 Summon Titan
The soldiers tried to get close to the Mage one after another, and took away the goblin pacemaker under its feet.
But with the water element, they couldn't get close at all. They were either stabbed to death by ice arrows, or frozen by ice rings.
A water element has become an iron wall.
As for the Mage, which has been hanging up all the time, it was unscathed under countless violent bombardments, just like a god.
This kind of despair caused their morale to collapse at last, and all the knights frantically ran away from there, ignoring the shouts of all the mages, and scattered in a crowd.
"It's too strong. I'm afraid this person has acquired the legacy of the ancient times. Relying on a magical weapon, he is almost invincible." Someone said in panic, this is still not fighting back. If he did, how strong would he be?
Everyone was already retreating. The equipment of the person in front of them looked too gorgeous. At first, they thought it was just a show. After all, they didn't feel any magic fluctuations.
But now, after a **** encounter, everyone regretted it, and felt as if they had offended an amazing guy.
"He seems to be in a state of soul wandering, and we can't kill him even in this way, so what should we do when he recovers? Get out!" Someone shouted.
However, the Dharma Sage immediately stopped him and said, "Don't run, we have already made a death move. If we don't kill him now, it will be useless for us to escape to the ends of the earth when he wakes up!"
"If you don't want to die, just do your best! Even if you die, as long as you can get the artifact, you can all be resurrected!"
As he spoke, Fa Sheng burst into flames again, but he didn't even ignite the opponent's clothes.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't contain their fear anymore. No matter what he said, they didn't dare to attack again.
Fa Sheng's face darkened, and suddenly he waved his hands, sketching something in mid-air, and then a large area of sky behind him burst into flames, and those flames were like a red ocean floating in the air, scorching the surrounding air, and everyone panicked. Feel the burning sensation of torment.
Everyone was shocked, this is military-level magic, such a large-scale flame storm, the entire town will be destroyed, magic does not have eyes, and all of them will be reduced to scorched earth.
"Meh!"
Suddenly, the Fasheng, who was about to show off his power with all his strength, suddenly turned into a harmless sheep and fell to the ground.
The dazzling sea of flames dissipated quickly, and the air that was twisted by roasting also gradually cooled down.
"Sheep...sheep?" The dignified Fasheng was turned into a sheep in front of everyone, and was running around in panic on the ground, instantly frightening the followers.
They have never heard of this kind of magic. Transfiguration does exist, but they have never heard of transforming others.
"I saw it, it's that mage who is casting spells! He's back!" Someone pointed at Mo Poor's mage number in horror.
For a while, everyone dared not move around. If they could easily turn the Dharma Sage into a sheep and interrupt his anti-military magic, it would be impossible for them to escape.
Fortunately, the other party did not go on a killing spree, but took out another goblin pacemaker and used it at Mrs. Sean on the ground.
"It's that resurrection artifact again, he actually has two of these!" Everyone stared at the corpse on the ground.
After a while, Mrs. Sean stood up and looked around blankly.
After seeing the corpses strewn all over the field, he said in shock: "My lord, the king wants to rob you of your treasures! He has sent a magic army to arrest you."
Mo Poor sent: Oh.
Seeing that he didn't care, Mrs. Sean breathed a sigh of relief: "I'd better return the thing to you, I can't protect it..."
As she spoke, she suddenly saw the goblin pacemaker in Mo Poor's hand, and then looked at the one in her own hand, and couldn't help being stunned.
Mo Poor said: "It's nothing serious, it's just a toy."
"Toys?" Mrs. Sean opened her mouth wide. There was a dead silence on the field.
See Mrs. Sean, although she is resurrected, but in a sluggish state.
Mo Poor casually gave Mrs. Sean a spicy grilled rib. Eating it can restore 200,000 health points and 400,000 mana points.
Not only that, but after eating it, you will also get a special attack effect that lasts for an hour. When you attack, the surrounding air will automatically condense into a breath fireball and shoot it out.
"This is..." Mrs. Sean didn't know why, but she still ate the spicy roast ribs honestly. She and her husband were resurrected by Mo Poor once, and they were in awe of Mo Poor.
Eating the grilled ribs silently, Mrs. Sean's body continuously emerged with huge vitality and mana.
These things instantly restore her to a full state, and the rest are all wasted.
Seeing this scene, all the mages were stunned. They could clearly feel that Mrs. Sean had never been exposed to magic and was just an ordinary person.
The escaped energy is all wasted, if it stays in its body, it is enough to make it an archmage.
"My God, magic potion? It's just a roast rib, how can it have such a huge magic power?"
"Is this grilled ribs? Is it grilled dragon ribs?"
"Resurrection, this food, and the sheep-changing technique, are these ancient magics?"
No one can understand it, so they can only blame it on ancient times.
Mrs. Sean couldn't help but retort after hearing this: "This can't be some ancient magic. This lord came from another world. He even brought my husband to another world. The one who stayed here was just one of the incarnations."
Mo Poor is not from this world at all, so the so-called ancient magic here cannot be used.
"What...other world?" Just as everyone was amazed.
The sheep on the field suddenly turned back into a human, which startled Mrs. Sean.
"Master Farol? Turned into a sheep?" Mrs. Sean couldn't help being horrified when she saw the embarrassment of the Fasheng.
"You... you... who the **** are you?" After transforming from a sheep, Farol looked at Mo Poor in fear, not daring to move.
He knew better than anyone how terrifying the spell just now was. There was no magic fluctuation at all, and it directly turned him into a sheep, imprisoning all his mana.
In front of the other party, there is no difference between myself and ordinary people.
It's not like magic, but a rule!
"Are you a god?" Farroll trembled. He couldn't imagine the consequences of offending a god. Although he had lived for so many years and had never seen a **** in this world, the other party was so strong that he had to think in the direction of a god.
When Mo Poor heard this, he couldn't help laughing secretly.
Now he is about to start low-dimensional immigration, and this group of people can be used as coolies when they come to the door.
"I'm not a god..." Mo Poor said.
Hearing that he didn't think he was a god, Farol couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and hurriedly explained: "Your Excellency, this is all a misunderstanding..."
However, Mo Poor interrupted directly: "I am not a god, but they are..."
Then, Mo Poor opened the portal directly.
Everyone looked at the portal, not knowing why.
They were terrified, always on guard against Mo Poor's possible attack, imagining countless faces of the other party's anger, and extremely nervous about Mo Poor's unknown behavior at the moment.
"What do you mean? Who is God?" Farol murmured.
Just when they were in doubt, there was a sudden loud noise.
"Boom!" The ground shook.
A huge figure suddenly appeared behind the crowd, shining with piercing light.
"what!"
Seeing that huge figure, most people were paralyzed to the ground.
It was a giant as tall as a hill, and everyone was only as tall as the soles of his feet. His blue body was covered in bronze armor, and his eyes were full of starlight, like a god, overlooking all living beings.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
"God...God!" Everyone looked up at the giant, their minds went blank.
Mo Poor said: "Titan Star Soul, Argus the Destroyer."
Chapter 72 Chapter 73 Summon Titan
The soldiers tried to get close to the Mage one after another, and took away the goblin pacemaker under its feet.
But with the water element, they couldn't get close at all. They were either stabbed to death by ice arrows, or frozen by ice rings.
A water element has become an iron wall.
As for the Mage, which has been hanging up all the time, it was unscathed under countless violent bombardments, just like a god.
This kind of despair caused their morale to collapse at last, and all the knights frantically ran away from there, ignoring the shouts of all the mages, and scattered in a crowd.
"It's too strong. I'm afraid this person has acquired the legacy of the ancient times. Relying on a magical weapon, he is almost invincible." Someone said in panic, this is still not fighting back. If he did, how strong would he be?
Everyone was already retreating. The equipment of the person in front of them looked too gorgeous. At first, they thought it was just a show. After all, they didn't feel any magic fluctuations.
But now, after a **** encounter, everyone regretted it, and felt as if they had offended an amazing guy.
"He seems to be in a state of soul wandering, and we can't kill him even in this way, so what should we do when he recovers? Get out!" Someone shouted.
However, the Dharma Sage immediately stopped him and said, "Don't run, we have already made a death move. If we don't kill him now, it will be useless for us to escape to the ends of the earth when he wakes up!"
"If you don't want to die, just do your best! Even if you die, as long as you can get the artifact, you can all be resurrected!"
As he spoke, Fa Sheng burst into flames again, but he didn't even ignite the opponent's clothes.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't contain their fear anymore. No matter what he said, they didn't dare to attack again.
Fa Sheng's face darkened, and suddenly he waved his hands, sketching something in mid-air, and then a large area of sky behind him burst into flames, and those flames were like a red ocean floating in the air, scorching the surrounding air, and everyone panicked. Feel the burning sensation of torment.
Everyone was shocked, this is military-level magic, such a large-scale flame storm, the entire town will be destroyed, magic does not have eyes, and all of them will be reduced to scorched earth.
"Meh!"
Suddenly, the Fasheng, who was about to show off his power with all his strength, suddenly turned into a harmless sheep and fell to the ground.
The dazzling sea of flames dissipated quickly, and the air that was twisted by roasting also gradually cooled down.
"Sheep...sheep?" The dignified Fasheng was turned into a sheep in front of everyone, and was running around in panic on the ground, instantly frightening the followers.
They have never heard of this kind of magic. Transfiguration does exist, but they have never heard of transforming others.
"I saw it, it's that mage who is casting spells! He's back!" Someone pointed at Mo Poor's mage number in horror.
For a while, everyone dared not move around. If they could easily turn the Dharma Sage into a sheep and interrupt his anti-military magic, it would be impossible for them to escape.
Fortunately, the other party did not go on a killing spree, but took out another goblin pacemaker and used it at Mrs. Sean on the ground.
"It's that resurrection artifact again, he actually has two of these!" Everyone stared at the corpse on the ground.
After a while, Mrs. Sean stood up and looked around blankly.
After seeing the corpses strewn all over the field, he said in shock: "My lord, the king wants to rob you of your treasures! He has sent a magic army to arrest you."
Mo Poor sent: Oh.
Seeing that he didn't care, Mrs. Sean breathed a sigh of relief: "I'd better return the thing to you, I can't protect it..."
As she spoke, she suddenly saw the goblin pacemaker in Mo Poor's hand, and then looked at the one in her own hand, and couldn't help being stunned.
Mo Poor said: "It's nothing serious, it's just a toy."
"Toys?" Mrs. Sean opened her mouth wide. There was a dead silence on the field.
See Mrs. Sean, although she is resurrected, but in a sluggish state.
Mo Poor casually gave Mrs. Sean a spicy grilled rib. Eating it can restore 200,000 health points and 400,000 mana points.
Not only that, but after eating it, you will also get a special attack effect that lasts for an hour. When you attack, the surrounding air will automatically condense into a breath fireball and shoot it out.
"This is..." Mrs. Sean didn't know why, but she still ate the spicy roast ribs honestly. She and her husband were resurrected by Mo Poor once, and they were in awe of Mo Poor.
Eating the grilled ribs silently, Mrs. Sean's body continuously emerged with huge vitality and mana.
These things instantly restore her to a full state, and the rest are all wasted.
Seeing this scene, all the mages were stunned. They could clearly feel that Mrs. Sean had never been exposed to magic and was just an ordinary person.
The escaped energy is all wasted, if it stays in its body, it is enough to make it an archmage.
"My God, magic potion? It's just a roast rib, how can it have such a huge magic power?"
"Is this grilled ribs? Is it grilled dragon ribs?"
"Resurrection, this food, and the sheep-changing technique, are these ancient magics?"
No one can understand it, so they can only blame it on ancient times.
Mrs. Sean couldn't help but retort after hearing this: "This can't be some ancient magic. This lord came from another world. He even brought my husband to another world. The one who stayed here was just one of the incarnations."
Mo Poor is not from this world at all, so the so-called ancient magic here cannot be used.
"What...other world?" Just as everyone was amazed.
The sheep on the field suddenly turned back into a human, which startled Mrs. Sean.
"Master Farol? Turned into a sheep?" Mrs. Sean couldn't help being horrified when she saw the embarrassment of the Fasheng.
"You... you... who the **** are you?" After transforming from a sheep, Farol looked at Mo Poor in fear, not daring to move.
He knew better than anyone how terrifying the spell just now was. There was no magic fluctuation at all, and it directly turned him into a sheep, imprisoning all his mana.
In front of the other party, there is no difference between myself and ordinary people.
It's not like magic, but a rule!
"Are you a god?" Farroll trembled. He couldn't imagine the consequences of offending a god. Although he had lived for so many years and had never seen a **** in this world, the other party was so strong that he had to think in the direction of a god.
When Mo Poor heard this, he couldn't help laughing secretly.
Now he is about to start low-dimensional immigration, and this group of people can be used as coolies when they come to the door.
"I'm not a god..." Mo Poor said.
Hearing that he didn't think he was a god, Farol couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and hurriedly explained: "Your Excellency, this is all a misunderstanding..."
However, Mo Poor interrupted directly: "I am not a god, but they are..."
Then, Mo Poor opened the portal directly.
Everyone looked at the portal, not knowing why.
They were terrified, always on guard against Mo Poor's possible attack, imagining countless faces of the other party's anger, and extremely nervous about Mo Poor's unknown behavior at the moment.
"What do you mean? Who is God?" Farol murmured.
Just when they were in doubt, there was a sudden loud noise.
"Boom!" The ground shook.
A huge figure suddenly appeared behind the crowd, shining with piercing light.
"what!"
Seeing that huge figure, most people were paralyzed to the ground.
It was a giant as tall as a hill, and everyone was only as tall as the soles of his feet. His blue body was covered in bronze armor, and his eyes were full of starlight, like a god, overlooking all living beings.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
"God...God!" Everyone looked up at the giant, their minds went blank.
Mo Poor said: "Titan Star Soul, Argus the Destroyer."
