"You madman, demon, psychopath, butcher! What kind of Muslim would raise a butcher's knife to his comrades! You have turned your back on Allah!" Nazanin burst into tears, struggling to break free from Bahrain and cursing Jamal on the other.

The soldiers of the Free Civil Guard, who were responsible for escorting them, gathered around Bahrain in disarray.

"Jamar, we have received permission from Jonathan to regain our freedom, are you really going to betray Jonathan and attack a glorious member of the Golden Council, a wizard of the Tower of Babel?" Barin asked loudly, holding a mad Nazanin.

"Stop talking nonsense, get ready to play with your life!" a Free Civil Guard soldier interrupted Balin, wiping a handful of blood from his face and raising his shield in a defensive stance.

The wizard narrowed his eyes, in fact, he himself had expected such a scene for a long time, but after all, he was not a well-trained elite soldier who was accustomed to life and death, just a wizard who had been away from the academy for two or three months!

But the reality is that there are not so many lucks after all, so you can only play with your life.

"Follow me!" Barindi snorted, raising his wand.

At the same time, among the dozens of thugs led by Jamal, the thugs in the front row raised their shields in unison. The thugs in the back row raised their crossbows and aimed them at Bahrain.

"Get down on your knees!" Jamar shouted from behind his shield, under normal circumstances, even if the wizard unleashed the witchcraft first, he would not be able to kill everyone in an instant. Next, the wizard will be shot into a hedgehog by crossbow arrows fired from all directions. Therefore, he thought that at this time the wizard had no other way but to tie his hands and arrest him.

"Die!" Balin spat out only one word indifferently, and eight fireballs had already drawn eight blazing trajectories and shot out.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a power to control all beings emerge in his heart. In the past few battles, he was always cautious and fearful for his life.

But at this time, the Junior Wizard Will Shield had been activated. He had absolute confidence in the witchcraft that had taken three days to build.

There was no threat to his life, and the moment the witchcraft was activated, he suddenly realized that the seemingly vicious mortal in front of him could only become the target of his witchcraft.

Rumbling explosions rang out one after another through the crowd, and nearly fourteen rioters were killed or affected by the explosion of the fireball. In an instant, the mob's heads were covered with a rain of flesh and blood, and the stumps and severed arms were spread all over the ground.

"Shoot, shoot them!" Jamal ordered in a loud and frustrated voice. Before his words fell, the thugs who came back to their senses had already pulled the trigger one after another, and the crossbow arrows were fired at great speed.

"Shield wall!" The Free Civil Guard soldiers also erected the shield wall, but it seemed too late. The fast-flying crossbow arrows would not have given them a chance to build a good shield wall.

However, the next scene shocked everyone's jaws, and the crossbow arrows flying at high speed seemed to shoot into the viscous gelatin, slowing down visibly until they stood still in the air, and then suddenly accelerated into the ground. None of the crossbow bolts could get close to their range of five meters.

"Why should I fear a group of mortals? I am a full-fledged wizard with supernatural powers, and the wizard is the direct master. Ancient gods are enslaved by us, powerful men of other dimensions crouch at the feet of wizards, mortals are just trembling ants under our clouds!

The dazzling sparkle of witchcraft shrouded Bahrain's whole body, and at this moment he was like a god, looking down on all beings, talking to himself. It is as if the parables of the gods are being read in the clouds.

At this moment, his heart suddenly opened up. Since becoming an official wizard, he has been cautious as a wisp of thin ice, and it is only today that he has truly mastered the power of a wizard. Not witchcraft, but will. The will of the wizard!

When the arrow can easily pierce through the human **, it slows down and falls within the wizard's shield. Balin finally understands first-hand the gap between wizards and mortals.

Even though his mana was depleted at the moment, he was no longer afraid. There is no wizard tower to provide him with a constant stream of mana, no moon spring to restore his mana consumption, but he has the will of a wizard.

Under the dim light of witchcraft, Bahrain did not breathe in embarrassment, but instead stepped out of the shield wall with a cold face, step by step towards the shocked thug.

"Surrender or die" Bahrain indifferently questioned, his feet step by step over the stump, stepping over the severed arm, a person, a witch staff forced dozens of times the enemy.

The shocked thugs involuntarily retreated under his pressure. Finally, Jamal let out an angry roar and raced towards him with his sword raised.

Whoosh!

Three crossbow arrows crossed Bahrain and plunged straight into his throat and chest!

Nazanin stepped out from behind the shield wall with his crossbow in hand, following in Bahrain's footsteps.

Glancing at the corpse of Jamal who had fallen in front of him, Balin slowly spoke: "Everyone dies!

At this moment, he finally understood the true meaning of the mantra of the Tower of Babel, under the will of the wizard, all beings are ants!

The wand of the Tower of Babel quickly absorbs free energy from the natural world, constantly replenishing the depleted wizarding hearts of Bahrain. The dim glow of sorcery grew brighter again.

"Attack!" Having lost their comrades behind them, the Free Guard soldiers, with a bitter hatred for the betrayers, took the opportunity to raise their weapons and rush at the thugs who had been terrified by Bahrain with red eyes. Even if there was still blood on his thigh, he still dragged his injured leg and limped to kill.

"Allah is great!"

The thugs, who had gradually recovered from their shock, finally regained their bloodthirsty and crazy souls, shouted in the name of Allah and drew their weapons to meet them.

They were far outnumbered by the Free Folk Guard, but they were briefly terrified by the witchcraft of Bahrain. Once they came to their senses, the distorted minds influenced by the extremist religious forces once again gained the upper hand, and they rushed back with even more violence towards the Freedom Guard, which was mostly wounded.

"Frozen!" Balin commanded Nazanin, who had come to him. The woman immediately lowered her crossbow and put one hand around Bahrain's waist, inspiring Bahrain's relay witchcraft that was tailor-made for her.

A cold stream of white smoke erupted from her hand, and the ice crystals fanned forward with Nazanin as a datum. The three fastest thugs were immediately covered in frost.

Nazanin hugged Bahrain and was catapulted backwards at great speed under the reaction force of the liquid air, and landed again ten meters away.

Still in the air, Bahrain had already taken the witchcraft-held crossbow from Nazanin's hand, and as soon as he landed, he pulled the trigger in the direction of the thug. Three crossbow arrows shot out in succession, and through the acceleration of the wizard's will shield, it instantly pierced the shields of the three thugs, penetrating their bodies, and one of the crossbow arrows was undiminished, once again piercing the shield of a thug who was close and pierced into his **.

At this time, the Free Guard, armed with long swords and shields, and the thugs also came into close combat. The two sides protected by shields slammed into each other, and the sharp sword in the other hand had already pierced out through the gap between the shields.

There was a constant howl of pain as metal entered flesh and scraped against bones.

"Activate ** witchcraft, let's go!" Bahrain was once again depleted of mana at this time, and it was even difficult to maintain the wizard's will shield. Nazanin could only be instructed to evacuate him.

Nazanin nodded, circles of redness under his wheat-colored skin. The accelerated flow of blood brings tremendous strength to her muscles. Without saying a word, the man who picked up himself on his back quickly rushed into the rocks.

The mob besieging the Free Civil Guard immediately split up and chased after the two men.

Nazanin carried Balin on his back and dodged behind a boulder, and Balin immediately jumped off her back. In less than fifteen seconds, she could already feel a tingling in her heart.

Feeling Bahrain jump off her back, Nazanin also consciously interrupted the ** active witchcraft, and some of the stinging heart eased.

Balin dragged Nazanin into a swift run through the huge boulders. Behind him, the footsteps of pursuers could be heard.