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Chapter 140 139. Great War
The little mage brought his disciples to the agreed place, where he will compete with the chairman.

The other party is an apprentice brought up by himself, and his character is still trustworthy. He has no doubts about the other party's proposal to compete in this area. He just arranged a magic circle here in advance to prepare for the Yin apprentice.

If you can win the opponent here, judging from the recovery speed of the superpower and magic capital, it will take less than ten years to recover to the peak, maybe even better.

Of course, this does not count as the top combat power.

As for masters, they all depend on luck, and qualifications do not necessarily have resources.

Those who have resources do not necessarily have qualifications. Even if they have both, it depends on luck. If you are not lucky, you can die early. Take the little mage as an example, the capital of abilities and magic has been around for thousands of years. However, there are less than ten mages of his level.

Stronger than him, only the first chief archmage.

That kind of master, even the little mage only regarded it as a myth in the history books, and didn't take it seriously.

(But it's true.)
Closer to home, the little mage is actually much stronger than the chairman, but he ignores the power of technology.

When he came, he felt that there was no other magic circle around him, and the other party didn't set up a magic circle here in advance.

It's just that, after waiting and waiting, neither the chairman nor his subordinates showed up, which has some intriguing meanings in it.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis emerged, and the scalp tingled. This throbbing came from the air, and he quickly raised his head, and the overwhelming missiles were fired towards here.

"Damn it, I've been fooled." He said bitterly, the development of technology is much faster than magic, but he didn't know much about it, so he didn't take precautions.

Sitting still is not in his character.

The little mage used a voice transmission magic, although the voice was immature, but it had the effect of appeasing everyone, with him there, it was a needle of Dinghaishen.

The content of the sound transmission is also very simple:
"Gather together and mobilize all the magic power to prop up the shield. With so many of us, can't we stand up to this little ammunition?"

His students or disciples obeyed trustingly after listening to it. Only two or three who had a deep understanding of technology did not follow. Instead, they desperately used space magic to try to escape.

The magic circle is propped up side by side, and the simple magic circuit has a different aesthetic feeling. The colorful energy shield blocks the mages, but the little mage is different.

What he has to do is to gather everyone's shields and turn them into a whole for defense, so that the defense is stronger and everyone consumes less.

boom!boom!boom!
The continuous artillery fire covered a large area. Those smart guys just now, even if they used space magic to run away in advance, they still couldn't get out of the area covered by the artillery fire.

It turned into fly ash in an instant, leaving no trace.

On the other hand, mages who look like fools are different. Although most of the magic power in their bodies has been consumed, and the weaker ones have fainted and collapsed, their lives are safe after all.

The first wave of fire coverage was taken over.

"How could this be?" Slowly dropping the shield, the residual heat from the explosion of the gunfire has not dissipated, and the doubts in the little mage's heart are also deepening, "He is definitely not such a person."

Drugging the teacher, making appointments and making sneak attacks in a grand manner, he is no longer the studious student he used to be.

"Perhaps, you were really bewitched?"

Demon God, in fact, is not what everyone thinks.

They are magic sticks of Malzaha's subordinates, they specially go to various worlds to make troubles, to see if they can trick some self-proclaimed smart guys into introducing the void.

In this way, you can earn a fortune. Now the void can invade fewer and fewer areas, and there are few places for them to destroy.

But with the existence of parallel universes, they can wait for the opportunity to exploit some loopholes, invade that planet before other cosmic consciousnesses react, and then quickly evacuate.

This is their usual trick.

200 years ago, the master of the little mage died while fighting against the demon god.

The power of the whole world was gathered to forcefully repel the demon god. In order not to scare the world, their memories were specially preserved, and only a few people still remember them.

The roar in the sky brought the little mage back from his memories.

The No. [-] machine that Xiao Chou fought with before was just one of the finished products. Is this thing really powerful?
Powerful, but he hasn't reached the peak combat power, but he has advantages, not afraid of death is secondary, the most important thing is that this kind of thing can be mass-produced.

If there is no previous artillery fire to wash the ground, it would not be a problem for the team led by the little mage to dismantle these robots.

But now, they have consumed a lot of magic power. It is difficult to touch these iron lumps.

"Stand back and let me do it."

The combat power is fairly well preserved, only the little mage is left.

The magic power surrounds his body, the azure blue looks good, and the black pupils turn into the color of magic power. This is his fighting posture when he is fully fired. Yesterday's battle was nothing more than a small fight to him.

If it wasn't for No. [-]'s sudden attack, he would not have dodged out of carelessness, nor would he have retreated in embarrassment.

If you really want to develop according to that kind of ability, this world will probably be eaten up by the void.

There are six robots that are the same as yesterday.

They are all controlled by the consciousness of other people, including the captain of the magician guard, the No. [-] mech he controls is purple.

Pulling out the long sword, he rushed towards the little mage without fear of death. This is a robot, if it is broken, just replace it with another one.

With the play style of exchanging injuries for injuries, he is very relaxed.

And the little mage is also very relaxed. With the blessing of magic power, he can easily survive the siege of six robots, just like walking in a garden.

The spells released are just right, often able to mess up the cooperation of several robots.

But it was too late to completely destroy one of them, because as long as he showed his intention, the remaining five robots would definitely tear off a large piece of flesh from him.

Preserve your strength, there are still tough battles to fight next.

Even though the robot is not afraid of death, after all, it is too far behind the little mage. After a short delay, it was dismantled into six pieces.

Come pick up the junk, it's so cool.

But the consumption of these six robots is valuable. It wasted a lot of magic power of the little mage. After these two layers of weakening, the director's talent came slowly.

He had a playful expression on his face, looking at the embarrassed little mage and his subordinates, he couldn't help but sneer:

"Teacher, you are already old, let us young people leave the rest."

The little mage's current appearance has something to do with the spell he practiced. This spell is called reverse growth.

When he was near the end of his lifespan, he had no choice but to practice this set of exercises. Although practicing this set of exercises can gradually make him younger and greatly prolong his lifespan, it has fatal drawbacks.

That is, the upper limit of strength is locked, and no progress is allowed for life.

At that time, the civil strife had just ended, and they were fighting against the demon god together. The top combat power of the capital of magic and supernatural powers withered, after years of recuperation.

Just after a little improvement, civil strife broke out, and in the end he was the only old guy left.

At that time, the chairman had only one wish, and that was to hope that the little mage could protect the city.

So when the deadline was approaching, he chose to practice this spell.

One of the things he hates most is being called an old guy.

But he had to endure, now his students and disciples hadn't fully recovered and could fight, only a few old guys and him remained.

If you fight hard, it is estimated that there is no chance of winning.

He has to stall for time.

Waiting for your follower to arrive.

"Brothers, are the guards still there?" The guard with a square face asked softly vigilantly.

Most of the supernatural beings are locked in prison, and they will all be gone in a few days.

In his hand, he had a magic sword secretly given to him by the little mage, which could easily cut through the bars of the prison, allowing him to let his own people out.

After getting an affirmative reply, he nodded, took out the magic sword from his pocket, easily set it on fire, and released himself.

Then he started to get busy, and it didn't take long before he released all the supernatural beings, "Now, what we have to do is, Qing Jun."

The guard with a square face who let everyone out became the temporary leader of the crowd, and occasionally a complainer was beaten up by the people around him.

Most of the supernatural beings with combat effectiveness have joined the guard, so.
The security guards here account for the majority, and those who complain are looking for beatings, aren't they?

Without goingssip, the Guozilian security team rushed towards the battle site with a large group of capable users, and there was a tough battle to be fought next.

"Do it." The director did not wait, seeing that the little mage was not fooled, he let a large number of robots behind him rush up, and the magicians of the magic guard began to chant powerful magic.

The power of this combination of magic far exceeds that of single-person magic.

For example, if the maximum power of an ordinary magician is ten, then five magicians can cast spells with a maximum power of fifty.

Don't let this power be simply added.

The power of ten can break stones or cut iron at most.

The power of fifty is completely different, it is a spell that can easily bomb a building!
Several veteran archmages smiled wryly, "Let us boys do this thing."

That's right, these veteran great mages are all apprentices of the little mage. In order to buy time, they are willing to destroy the chant on the other side at the cost of their lives.

"We have to win, teacher." One of the archmages turned his head and squeezed out a smile on his wrinkled face.

Then the mana on their bodies surged and turned into a stream of light and hit the magician guards, completely disrupting their singing, and even a few of them died on the spot due to the backlash of mana, and the rest were almost unable to move.

The several old mages who forcibly burned their mana were easily cleaned up by the chairman without causing any trouble.

Kicking away the corpse of the old mage who was hugging his leg, the director smiled and said:

"Teacher, give up, don't think about yourself, don't you think about students and apprentices?"

His move is attacking the heart.

Saying something doesn't get in the way, it's best if it can play a role, and it won't bring you down.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, several students silently retreated into the distance.

The little mage ignored the few students who left, but said to the people behind him:

"He's right, you shouldn't go crazy with me, you go."

There was a sense of loneliness in the words.

After listening to his words, some students left here after bowing, and they still have their families.

On the contrary, those who had nothing to worry about stood firmly behind the teacher, ready to advance and retreat with him.

The little mage stepped hard on the ground, and the magic circle exploded, and the robots rushing towards him were swept away by the rays.

"Magic, gather!"

As he shouted, a massive amount of magic power emerged from the magic circle, restoring him and his disciples to their best.

Now that the situation has reversed, judging from the strength on paper, the chairman is no longer an opponent.

But the little mage still didn't feel at ease, because... if the chairman really turned to the demon god, he would be able to summon countless cannon fodder.

The worst thing happened.

The chairman's body was wrapped by the power of the purple demon god (void), and many small bugs came out from the space cracks. Yes, this is the void bug swarm.

The little mage was taken aback for a moment, he had seen a lot of this thing back then.
"Wash the ground in a large area, don't worry about mana consumption." The little mage's mind turned quickly, and the best way now is to rush over and kill the chairman.

Without the summoner, the void worm swarm will recede consciously.

but.
The chairman's body changed, gradually becoming Malzaha's appearance, but his voice was ethereal, but he could feel the madness from it.

"Teacher, I am omnipotent now."

This is just pretending to beep. In fact, he can only control the power of the void nearby, which gives him a lot of confidence.

Relying on the props that Sin Gui had made before, the little mage braved the bombardment of his teammates and rushed to the chairman.

The azure blue magic power in his hand condensed, and when he smashed hard at the chairman, there was a sound of breaking through the air. Although there was no skill, it was simple and rude.

Why not throw magic far away?

Because of past experience, people who are attacked by the power of the void can corrupt magic into the power of the void as long as they stand near the void cracks, and then replenish it in their bodies.

In order to prevent the enemy from becoming an enemy, he can only resort to this trick, mage, melee combat is very bad~
The director drew out a long sword made by the power of the void, interrupting the little mage's attack.

Xiao Chou's tactics have been analyzed many times by Void, and since then, Void's mages have practiced good swordsmanship one after another, just to prevent this guy from jumping in the face and killing people in seconds.

Naturally, the same is true for the chairman who is possessed by the power of the void.

The two fought fiercely and were at a stalemate. The apprentices and insect swarms on the other side were also killed.

But if this continues, the loser will definitely be the little mage.

The swarm of void worms cannot be killed, and the mana will be exhausted.

I can't do anything about the corrupted chairman, and he is also under the indiscriminate bombardment of his apprentices behind his back.

Belonging is too hard.

(End of this chapter)