Create the Age of Magic

Edgar had bulging veins on his big bald head, and anger flashed in his sinister triangular eyes. He was pissed off by Horn's words.

"Damn it, your birth is a sin, you should reunite with your Demon God Master earlier!"

Edgar could do some things, but others could not say them. Once he said it, he would challenge his authority and should be killed by him.

Looking at Edgar, Horn narrowed his eyes, with this expression, this look, Edgar looked like this when Douglas rescued Horn!

He has always been Horn's childhood shadow, and what impressed Horn the most is this bald and fierce priest: "You just keep this expression, I want to see more, facing fear can make me grow! "

Edgar was extremely angry. This hateful wizard was too arrogant. He was obviously not as powerful as him, but he was so arrogant. After he came, he didn't even have a trace of fear.

He raised his hands, a huge wind ball hovered in his hands, and then he threw the wind ball towards Horn, it was a fifth-level magic, the fury of the north wind!

"Cry to your master, damned wizard, the one who killed you was the servant of the North Wind God, Edgar the Priest!"

The wind in the center of the cyan wind group is strong enough to crack rocks and break gold, and the countless wind blades on the periphery can easily cut off the human body. When this attack falls, it will turn into a killing field of flesh and blood within a few meters. This is his strongest attack. The existence of this rebellious wizard was completely wiped out to relieve his hatred of being underestimated.

Horn stared, a pair of huge flame wings appeared behind him, and flame rings appeared one after another on the ground. Huge heat condensed around Horn, and the updraft caused by the heat made the blue wind The group can't fall!

Edgar's expression changed drastically, and he turned around and was about to run away. The information was wrong. This is definitely not a wizard close to the fifth level, but an unfathomable great wizard!

"Don't go, I want to see you more, and you are too far away from me, I can't see clearly!"

Horn stretched out a hand towards Edgar, then grabbed Edgar and was held by an invisible force, and then Horn yanked Edgar and was dragged in front of Horn.

Edgar's ferocious expression immediately collapsed, turning into a terrified expression. This kind of power is definitely not a wizard of the fourth or lower level. It is at least the seventh-level wizard who can catch him in front of him without any resistance. The great wizard of the first order!

And...his grab doesn't seem to be a wizard's method.

Edgar, who was caught in front of Horn, looked at the style of Horn's robe, and suddenly felt a little familiar, and after careful consideration, he showed a frightened expression.

Although the color and some accessories are all different, the style of this dress is exactly the same as the guy who called himself a magician who caused a big mess here sixteen years ago!

"Master Edgar, I have been thinking about this day for a long time, since I was tied to the stake when I was a child, watching the people in front of me being burned to death one by one by the stick, since we were in a mess sixteen years ago. I was looking forward to this day when I escaped the city!"

Edgar fell into an ice cave all of a sudden. Few people know better than him. Now he has become a hidden magician in the entire Gods Continent. In fact, he first appeared in his city. According to what he said, he is The witch who made a big fuss in Len City sixteen years ago is most likely the source of the wave of witches sweeping the entire continent now!

He wanted to shout out what he had guessed, but he couldn't speak in front of Horn, and the strange power made him unable to speak.

"Once upon a time, at the lowest point of my life, every time I wanted to cry, I thought of your big bald head, and I couldn't cry at that time." Horn patted Edgar's head like a watermelon Said he spoke in such a low voice that no one but Edgar could hear him.

The outside deacons didn't even dare to approach, the huge heat was still radiating, with their strength, as long as they approached, they might be roasted, and the strongest priest, Edgar, was easily captured alive, how could they dare? Come forward.

The conversation between the two was more like Horn's one-man show, because Horn didn't want Edgar to talk at all, he just wanted to confide in front of Edgar unilaterally. In Horn's heart, Edgar had always They are all representatives of the clergy he hates. It can be said that he represents a psychological shadow of Horn.

And today, this psychological shadow will be completely eliminated!

"Do you see this staff?" Horn showed his staff in front of Edgar. The whole staff is a dry branch with the thickness of a normal crutch, and the top of the staff is a huge and hard Ninth-level Warcraft crystal nucleus!

"I have always fantasized about smashing your skull with this staff. I have never had the opportunity or ability before. Today, I will take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime day to experience it."

Edgar shook his head in horror, he didn't want to just die here, he still had too many things to enjoy, he hadn't touched the true meaning of Beifeng God's teachings, he couldn't just die like that.

But Horn didn't care about his mood. The more frightened Edgar was, the happier Horn was. He fixed Edgar on the ground, swung his staff round and smashed it at Edgar's bare head.

He didn't use any magic, just restrained Edgar with the hand of a mage, and then smashed Edgar's bald head with pure physical strength.

For the first time, Edgar defended with his divine power, but he was dizzy from the shock. For the second time, he also defended, but a trace of blood flowed from his nose.

But Horn didn't smash it once or twice, but hard-working workers nailed it, smashing it countless times!

In just a few strokes, he was smashed into the ground half a meter deep. After all, his strength could not be sustained. He was crushed by the thick staff, his scalp was broken, and scarlet blood splashed out.

The blood was like a starting signal, and Horn, who was inspired by this signal, became even more excited. Under the eyes of everyone in the center of the square, he hit Edgar's head one after another. When he stopped, Edgar The upper body of his body was already out of shape, and Horn's staff and mage's robe were all soaked in blood.

Horn, who was covered in blood, looked at the surrounding deacons with hostility in his eyes. Wherever he looked, the priests on the other side shivered and avoided them. They were all scared by Horn. No one knew that Horn What animosity there was between Horne and Edgar, they only knew that Horn's deeds were as horrific as the worst wizards.

But that's good, at least no one will associate Horn with the magician anymore.

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