Legendary Mage

This time the dwarves almost ran out of two-thirds of the gunpowder they brought, and if this attack could not succeed, their remaining strength would not be much.

Therefore, their attack this time can also be said to be the kind of fighting against the backwaters and becoming the benevolent if they are unsuccessful. Of course, there is Mo Lin, this Chengren needs to be considered.

On the bright side, the dwarven artillery's attack was still uninterrupted, but their frequency of attack has been steadily decreasing. This was showing weakness to the enemy, and Revos also came to watch, because, he felt that this was what Varian could do, the last time he struggled.

Seeing his opponent's offensive getting weaker and weaker, Reworth smiled happily. The magicians around him began to brag about him constantly.

For example, the master is really far-sighted, and it will make the enemy completely defeated without any effort. It is really a quibble, agile thinking, and they are in a completely different state from when they do the right thing.

Revos's praise for these is naturally that the comer does not refuse to listen to all of them in his ears, just like the emergence of invisible feathers under the two ribs, to float up.

He looked down at Varian and others, and suddenly there was a feeling: they are really small, where there is such a great self, they should always be stepped on their feet by themselves, their honor, disgrace, life and everything should be controlled by themselves.

"I am your God, your supreme savior!" Revos opened his hands, intoxicated, as if he had truly become the supreme being.

At this moment, Moline said to Nasser: "It's time to start."

Nasr nodded, his thick hand swinging towards his hand, the dwarf in charge of the first detonator, looked at the tall Rovers, and pressed the detonator's crossbar.

Revos is still feeling his supreme state, it seems that his supreme feeling feels God, or makes God tremble, and suddenly makes a loud bang.

Revos’s men are not intoxicated, unless they are true slaves, they can indulge themselves while flattering, and most of them feel the situation is wrong.

Because the earth began to tremble violently, even those buildings tremble violently, and in a moment, I saw a tall tower that began to tilt and collapse, as if the ground of the tower suddenly collapsed.

"It's an earthquake!" one person shouted.

"The **** earthquake, if it was an earthquake, how could it be the only thing happening here at the college. Are there anything unusual in you other than the college?" said another person.

After such a reminder, everyone felt abnormal, and the buildings under their feet began to tremble and the ground began to crack.

"It's not good!" People shouted, but the building collapsed and they didn't have time to respond, so they fell down with the building.

Revos was still indulging in his own domineering spirit, thinking that such a loud noise and tremor were all influenced by his own greatness, that is, greatness.

Now, with the flatterers all going to save their lives, no one can shoot there with due diligence when their lives are threatened, and Revos wakes up.

His sobriety is really upside down!

auzw.com The surrounding buildings are like the sand of the beach, and they have collapsed. The just overlord’s spirit and the moment of the current own building are dumped. This is in Revos’s mind. It's like a dream.

Aren’t you supreme? Why did your palace suddenly collapse?

No one cares what he will do. Those magicians either apply the slow-down technique to themselves, or teleport, or protect themselves.

However, these are difficult to function under the debris of the dumped heavy buildings. In this process of destruction, the surviving magician is either very lucky or very contingent.

And Revos didn't have any panic about this situation, it was just a dream break, which made him very uncomfortable. There seemed to be a peculiar position around him, the falling building fragments were all bounced off by this position, and he himself flew upward and stayed in midair.

Just after Revos flew into the air, Nasser issued another order, and the second dwarf pressed the crossbar of the second detonator.

This time, let Revos know what is going on with all this.

Over the entire open space of the Academy of Magic, explosions occurred one after another. The soil on the ground swelled and exploded. With the flames, they flew around.

He saw with his own eyes that those soldiers who had escaped by chance were torn to pieces in the explosion or were punctured to death by fragments of the bomb.

"Dwarf's gunpowder!" Revos said bitterly, "Damn dwarf, when I have free time, I must find you to return this account!"

Flames burst out on the ground, screaming, people running around in flames, collapsed ruins everywhere, he knew that everything he operated was destroyed here.

Revos was above the flames, ruins and dead bodies, looking at the enemies outside the protective cover. He no longer felt that he was supreme. A sense of humiliation made him very sad.

This kind of sadness, even the cry of the tragic death of his men, has not been caused, he is only sad to himself.

Morin looked at Revos, he was preparing because he knew that this battle had forced Revos to the Jedi, he had only two options: either leave here, or go crazy on his own, with his own strength , Let go and fight against these people.

If it is the former, then everything is easy to say, and it is finally attained its own purpose, and if it is the latter, Morin knows that he has to face it himself.

Varian can't participate in the battle with Revos at all. They will only be like the worms around the big wheel, even if they have no resistance, they will be crushed by the big wheel.

Therefore, Moline must be prepared in advance, he must pull Revos away from him, and then fight again.

Revos was floating on the ruins of the Academy of Magic, and the flames reflected it like a devil. He laughed angrily, and the laughter was extremely cruel in the fierce flames, even the strongest warrior, Hearing this kind of sound will shock.

"Mortal people should accept their destiny," Revos said downward. "But you have to touch the handle of destiny. That will not bring you a change of destiny. It will only give you a more brutal trial!" "

Revos said, waving his staff, and in the sky, a large red cloud appeared immediately.

Morin sighed, and the deserved ones will always come.