Chapter Ninety-Eight. Modeo at the end of the road! (Second Update!) )
With a flash of white light, just as Beria closed his eyes desperately and unwillingly, the expected sharp pain did not appear, but a sudden hot wave made his body retreat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Beria opened his eyes blankly, but he was stunned to find that a fist-sized hole appeared in the chest of the previous Guards cavalryman.
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The red blood stained the originally delicate magic robe on Modeo's body red, and even the six-pointed star array originally engraved on it was blurry at this time.
Indifferently glanced at Beria, who was still puzzled about how he had escaped, and the manic magic in his body made Modeo cough twice, but what he exhaled was as high as magma.
The previous rounds of artillery salvos, although he avoided the center of the artillery explosion with his own strong perception, but the raging waves of air and countless flying fragments still made the magic barrier he cast precarious, although he barely survived in the end, but the magic power in his body was irrepressibly manic.
As for the other two magicians, they were completely engulfed by the relentless artillery fire.
As a learned and well-informed magician, Modeo was aware of the existence of these firearms, but for many practical reasons, these inferior weapons had actually been phased out by the Endless Sea.
But how can these black-pressed copper pipes in front of them cause such great power? Although Modeo was puzzled in his heart, it was obviously not the time to dwell on this issue right now, and escaping from here was the most important thing.
But what Modeo didn't expect was that at this moment, a small group of guards cavalry seemed to notice it and quickly chased after it.
Looking at the dozen or so guards cavalry in front of him, Modeo also had a cold killing intent on his face.
A small band of cavalry guards, a group of ant-like beings, dared to stand up to him—an incomparably arrogant magician, who was so stupid and stupid.
The pitch-black pupils under the black robe, with the rising anger, also suddenly lit up, no, more precisely, it was...... Burn up!
With the surge of magic power in his body, several fireballs were dotted out of the void, bright as stars, and then swam beside Modeo like fish.
However, with the appearance of this fireball no more than the size of a palm, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited at this moment, and the blazing heat quickly spread out to the surroundings, even making the surrounding guards have a feeling of suffocation and depression.
It was obviously not the first time that these guards cavalry had faced the existence of a magician who controlled the occult power, but as everyone glanced at each other, the solemnity on their faces involuntarily appeared.
A dozen or so figures nodded to each other, manipulating the war horses under them, spreading out in a semicircle.
At the same time, one of the guards cavalry on the edge also cautiously raised the flintlock pistol in his hand and aimed it at the Modeo.
But before he could pull the trigger, Modeo seemed to have noticed something, and a sinister smile appeared on his face, and then a few fireballs that had just been swimming around him spread and rose rapidly, and then, like an eagle, suddenly spread their wings, and then viciously pounced on the warrior who was about to shoot.
The moment the two collided, there was no expected vibration, but the next moment, the storm fell suddenly.
"Boom!"
With the slight vibration of the ground, the ripples and waves of fire that rippled from the fireball seemed to engulf the entire heaven and earth.
The fireball that flew out seemed to slow down, and in the blink of an eye, it fell on the Guards cavalryman.
The astonishing power of the fireballs is no less powerful than the vibrations brought by the cannonballs after they land.
Even a few guards on the side, who deliberately distanced themselves, could not escape this terrible nightmare, and the rippling ripples floated like water waves, and then shrouded the figures of several people.
"Shhhh
An unimaginable scorching madness encroached on every bit of flesh and blood on the horses and guardsmen, but no matter how much he struggled, it was useless, and with a final suppressed roar, the whole world briefly returned to silence.
On the hot ground, however, there were several charred corpses that had been unrecognizable.
"After all, it's just ants, a group of inferior and lowly beings."
Looking at the charred corpses on the ground, a contemptuous and disdainful smile appeared on Modeo's face again, but the moment this smile appeared, it was wrapped in a sudden rise of anger.
The only five or six remaining cavalry guards, after seeing the tragic situation of their companions and the strength of the mighty shore, instead of flinching in the slightest, urged their horses to rush over as if they were dead.
At this moment, what appeared on the faces of these guards cavalry was arrogance, boldness, and determination!
"You ...... Look for death! ”
A suppressed roar like a beast suddenly rang out, and at this moment, darkness and light began to alternate in Modeo's uncertain eyes.
With this roar, several mellow and mysterious fireballs resurfaced, and then engulfed the few remaining cavalrymen.
However, what happened next was still a little unexpected for him, from the rolling waves of fire, a withered arm suddenly swung out, but the saber in the opponent's hand did not have time to slash Modeo's body, but the body fell miserably, falling into an eternal sleep.
Although the other party did not cause any harm to himself, Modeo's face was extremely gloomy because of this.
These humble guys, how dare they......
Two rounds of fireballs were launched in succession, and the huge vibration made the surrounding soldiers focus all their attention here, looking at the warriors surging from all directions, Modeo's face couldn't help but show a desperate and hideous divine ****** Although the mage controls the mysterious and obscure power far beyond mortals, even if the magic power is refined to the point where he wants to defeat a hundred, or even more, it is a bit of a fool's dream.
As long as there are dozens of warriors desperate to charge, even if he can kill these warriors without any damage, in the face of the next turbulent impact, there is no way, unless his magic can go further, achieve qualitative change, and break through the shackles of the critical point, then everything may be different, but Modeo will never have a chance to see it again......
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