Chapter 432 [The Mastermind Behind the Scenes]
The battle was almost one-sided.
When the strength and number of people are not comparable to the other party, it is very rare that there will be a situation where you will turn the tables against the wind.
The reason why this kind of thing can become a legend is that it is rare and extremely difficult.
A group of Modra's subordinates led by the Esath Sunsnatcher were soon
Defeat and retreat.
The human mage and even the mage robe were blown off the air - the mage robe had a powerful defensive enchantment on it, which was scrapped in defense against a powerful sculpting spell attack by that Levia Lawrence.
Revealing her well-fitting underwear, she doesn't look bad, at least much better than her ordinary face.
Tonatiu knew that he could not afford to delay any longer, and that if he dragged on, Sister Gina and Anna might be in danger.
In fact, the battle can be stalemate for so long, and with Tonatiu's eyesight, it can be seen that the other side mainly wants to capture alive.
Otherwise, under the full attack of a powerful mage who almost entered the legend, the remaining three mages would not be able to shelter the Esath Sunsnatcher.
The elves themselves may not be able to protect themselves.
"You're staying here. I don't want to embarrass you. He whispered to Stellagosa, holding in his other hand the Breaker of the Kingdoms and wanting to end.
"Wait a minute." Unexpectedly, the little star poked him with the branch again, and his beautiful little nose wrinkled.
"There's another mage in the distance, human in terms of taste. But it's a little different, this feeling is very similar to our guardian power, but the aura is much weaker! β
The little blue dragon's voice just fell.
In the distance, a tiny black dot appeared in the sky.
The black dot came in an instant.
Amazingly fast, Tonatiu's excellent eyesight allowed him to see a tall woman standing on a small, blue-glowing frisbee.
The Troll King's pupils shrank, and a wave of joy rose from his heart.
For it was none other than his lover, Jadra who stood in the form of a Titan Viku on a flying saucer-like mount.
"What a powerful mage!" Little Star's delicate and beautiful blue eyes froze, and she said in a lost voice: "She, she, she, she's a Viku person?" But the aura is stronger, much like the guardian power of a dragon. β
Tonathiu didn't speak.
The gaze was always on her belly, but the huge Modra's belly was flat, not like the feeling of being pregnant and about to give birth.
Tornathiu didn't know why.
He guessed that it might be because the Titans were pregnant and had children, and that they were different from trolls or ordinary humans.
But the huge Titan mage in front of him is indeed Modra, yes. This intimacy and soul intermingling, even if Sargeras came, could not deceive Tonatiu.
With some doubts in his heart, he put the Breakers back to his side. The old god was squatting on the ground, and his demeanor suddenly became relaxed.
With the arrival of the huge Titan Mage, Levia Lawrence and the human cavalry instantly became nervous.
Lavia Lawrence even stopped chanting the spell that was attacking the Ezas Sunsnatcher, and the huge orb in her hand was wiped out before it could take shape.
"Levia! Who gave you the guts? How dare you attack my retinue?! "Modra was pretty and cold, her voice was not loud, but it was unusually transparent.
"Ha~ The main lord has finally appeared." Levia Lawrence said with a sneer. "Look, isn't this the famous human shame of Dalaran, the teacher of the monsters, and the mother of the barbarians, Lady Modra?!"
"You're here to have fun. Or is it to avenge these fish-people who hurt poor humans? What's the matter, is Dalaran's Dharma mainly on the side of the monsters?! β
"We didn't do it! We didn't do it, it was those humans on horseback! They killed the humans themselves! β
Having already come out of the refrigerator, the fish-man mage Quack Shatterfin, who had been helping for a short time just now, screamed loudly.
Modra, whose eyes radiated divine light, looked at the corpses of the miners on the ground, and showed a sneer:
"Ha~ When did these poor fishmen actually have knights' spears made of stainless steel? The mouth can lie, but those wounds can't lie! β
Levia Lawrence's domineering momentum froze, and she glared at the knights who had just done it angrily.
Obviously, the wounds caused by the steel spears and steel swords of the knights were very different from the wounds caused by the bones and bones of the fishmen.
"It doesn't matter. Modra. β
Levia Lawrence grimaced, looking at Modra's eyes full of shame, jealousy, and resentment.
"It doesn't matter anymore."
"Hoo ......"
The female mage took a long breath.
"We entered Dalaran at about the same time, and of the batch of apprentices in the same period, you and I used to be the best!"
"But why are we equally good? But you can be chosen by Master Antonidas to be his student. And I, on the other hand, can only be an ordinary mage Dalaran. β
"You don't have to worry about anything. Just stay in the Mage Tower and the Master will answer all your questions and provide you with all the materials you need for spell experiments! β
"And me?"
"I have to work for the Masters to get the Arcane Secrets from them!! It takes a lot of money and time to get the hearts and minds of the mentors. β
"I'm going to work a hundred times harder than you! in order not to lag behind you on the road of arcane! β
"I've been thinking about it."
"What am I inferior to you?"
"My talent is no worse than yours, and even I'm smarter than you! I don't look worse than you, I don't have anything worse than you! β
"My background is a thousand times better than you!! I'm a nobleman, I'm a nobleman! My father was the Count of the Kingdom of Alterac! β
"I'm Miss Count!"
"You?! You're just a farmer's daughter, and your parents are even long dead!! Without Dalaran, you can only stay in the farmland now!! β
"How can a farmer's daughter be pressed on the head of Miss Count!"
"Why ?!!"
"Modra! Today is the day you are ruined! A farmer's daughter is a farmer's daughter after all, and can never surpass the nobility! β
"Only the bloodline of glory can stand at the top of glory!"
ββ¦β¦β
Levia Lawrence said that her emotions were completely out of control, like a madman.
"Die! Farmer's daughter! β
Emotionally out of control, Levia Lawrence burst out with magic all over her body, condensing into a black flame, which rushed straight towards Modra.
"Shadow Blaze!" Seeing the black flames, Little Star couldn't help but cry out.
Tonatiu saw Modra's face furrowed, the black flame was obviously a little tricky.
The space in this vicinity has been anchored, and it is temporarily impossible to use space spells, unless you can break the barrier of the space anchor, or cast a space spell of a higher level than this spell.
Modra didn't panic, and her hand was gently waved at Etiyès, who was now a little petite in her size.
The magic ball is surrounded, and the Austrian energy is active.
The purple-blue orb enveloped her, just enough to block Levia Lawrence's full force.
"Let's get your organization really organized. Levia, you're no match for me now. For the sake of your past studies with me, I will spare your life today. β
Modra, who blocked a blow from Levia Lawrence, said lightly.
She didn't know what she looked like, which made the noble lady below even more angry and angry.
"Ha~ You're just a farmer's daughter! Don't ...... in front of me" Levia Lawrence trembled with rage, and the staff in her hand was almost unstable.
"Stand down. Levia, the shame of humanity is unbearable. But she was right. Now you are really not her opponent. β
At some point, two humans sat on a flying carpet and floated up.
One of the bald-headed male mages said coldly something that Levia Lawrence didn't dare to refute.
"Dakas Lorning!" Modra turned to him, looking at the former Lord of Dalaran, the master who had been removed from the throne by the power of her lover.
"Modra Lorcan, ha~ Now you call yourself Modra Aztec! A human with a troll's last name! Dalaran didn't expel you, only because your mentor wielded power! β
I don't know when Darkas Ronin, who cut his bald head, the smile on his face gradually became cold.
"I've got helpers."
"Honorable Lord Victor Nefarios, it's up to you next."
Dakas Lonin was extremely respectful and whispered to the human next to him with a fire on his head.