Obama did guess right!

At this moment, Duke's magic power in his body is indeed depleted.

The magic of the Death Harvest is terrifying, but the cost of using it is also enormous.

With the current Duke only has the power of a beginner-level magister, even if his magic potential has reached the great magister, if he wants to use death harvesting, he will be drained of all the magic power in his body at once by this spell.

Even the essence of the moon is not left at all.

This means that if the current Duke can't recover his magic power in time, he will really have to be slaughtered by others in the future.

"Boy, die!"

Obama's face suddenly turned cold, and he waved his right hand again: "Kill!"

"Kill!"

Jamie was hesitating whether to continue attacking, and he was completely shocked by the powerful combat power that the young man in front of him had just expressed.

At this moment, hearing Obama's order again, Jamie gritted his teeth violently, and his face became gloomy: "Kill!"

"Kill ......!"

The sergeants roared in unison, and another round of attacks took place.

Moreover, because there was still the fluctuation of the magic just now, this time the attack was faster, and a huge six-pointed star formed in an instant, and a blood-colored pillar of light whined and danced wildly, enveloping Duke.

"It's really not over!"

The corners of Duke's mouth floated with a playful smile: "Then the master will play with you again!"

As he spoke, Duke stretched out his hand, and a bottle of potion appeared in his hand.

It was a bottle of golden liquid, and a little starlight rippled in the liquid, and it looked gorgeous.

Duke didn't hesitate, and with a flick of his finger, the bottle cap was immediately flicked off. He was already neck up, and he drank the golden liquid from the bottle with a clatter.

"Ah, this kid actually has a high-level mana. ”

Obama was shocked, but his face suddenly became a bitter melon: "It's really his aunt, this kid actually has a high-level magic liquid on his body, oh my God, 10,000 gold coins, he drank it like this, this kid is a loser!"

Obama's face was tangled together as if he was constipated.

The golden liquid that Duke drank was the high-level mana return liquid that had been exchanged in the Wisteria Flower Tower of Goode Academy.

A bottle of high-grade magic liquid, that is, it costs 10,000 gold coins per bottle.

However, Duke drank it like boiled water. Moreover, looking at his expression, there doesn't seem to be any flesh pain at all.

Ten thousand gold coins! That's money that Obama would have earned in ten years, but in the boy's eyes, it was like boiled water.

Obama's heart was tangled. This jealousy, that hatred!

I thought that the kid had consumed his magic power, and then he would have to surrender obediently. However, now with this high-grade vial, the battle can continue.

Sure enough, Duke, who drank the high-level magic liquid, suddenly looked radiant, swept away his previous fatigue, and the whole person became alive again.

"Come on, come on, you scumbags, see if Uncle Duke doesn't convince you!" Duke shouted arrogantly on the bird's back, and with his hands slashing, he once again resorted to the harvest of death.

At this moment, Duke is indeed reassured.

This high-level magic liquid is really worthy of a bottle of 10,000 gold coins, and when he drank it, the magic power in his body suddenly gathered wildly, and it was really only in a very short period of time, full blood recovered, and the magic power reached perfection in an instant.

With this reliance, Duke now doesn't have to worry about the consumption of mana at all. It seems that in his space ring, there are still nine bottles of this thing.

"His aunt's, fight to consume magic power, who is the master afraid of! The master lacks everything else, but he is not short of money, and he is not short of gold coins!" Thinking about it, Duke couldn't help laughing: "Money is such a thing!"

"Boom, boom!"

Another wave of iron-blooded war songs collided with the Harvest of Death, and the field was once again rioting.

"Boy, can you still have a high-level mana return this time?"

Obama's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a mocking look appeared on his face. He really didn't believe it, that kid would have so much money that he couldn't use it, and he would have a few high-grade magic liquids on his body. You must know that this kind of high-level magic liquid, even if it is a top-level magician who has reached the title of a magic master, will not always have it around, and it is already a lot of money to be able to prepare one.

After all, a high-grade magic liquid of 10,000 gold coins is not something that anyone can drink like boiled water. What happened next, however, almost made Obama vomit blood in anger.

I saw that Duke, whose face was full of misery, staggered to his feet on the bird's back, and with a wave of his hand, there was an extra bottle of golden liquid in his hand.

Then, with a bang, Duke drank the thing down in a dashing manner, without even frowning an eyebrow.

Oh God!

This kid drank another bottle of high-grade magic liquid, and this kid actually drank 10,000 gold coins like drinking boiled water!

Obama's face was already ugly, and he was indeed shocked by Duke's luxurious move.

But what made Obama even more horrified was yet to come.

When the second wave of iron-blooded war songs and death harvest came to a fierce collision, the young man on the back of the bird was staggering and couldn't support it.

At this time, he actually took out another bottle of golden high-grade magic liquid and poured it down.

"Oh my God, my God, my ......!"

Obama really didn't know what to say this time.

This is the third bottle of high-level magic liquid, this is the third 10,000 gold coins, but it was drunk by that guy as boiled water.

God, God, great aunt!

If you kill me, do you have countless high-level magic liquid hidden in this kid's body?

This kind of high-level magic elixir that even the titled Magus is reluctant to use, in his eyes, is it really the same as boiled water?

Ahhhh......h

Obama couldn't wait to fly into the sky, grabbed Duke, snatched the spatial ring from him, and took all the contents for himself.

It's so devastating!

This young man is not only terrifying in strength, but also has a lot of money that cannot be used up, spending money is like burning, drinking high-grade magic liquid is like drinking boiled water!

Obama was truly shocked.

Not only him, but at this moment, everyone around was also dumbfounded, shocked by the gorgeous shot of the young man in the air.

As for all the sergeants of the 100-man squadron, now they are also becoming depressed one by one.

Thirty mages, three waves of iron-blooded battle songs in a row, almost all of them consumed the magic power in their bodies, and their expressions withered.

They don't have a high-level magic liquid to quickly recover their magic power, even if a few of the team leaders take out the magic liquid from the space ring in pain, it is only the lowest level of the one hundred gold coins a bottle, it seems that relying on this low-level magic liquid alone, it will take an hour to recover until they drink it to death.

As for those who want to recover their magic power with their own strength alone, it is estimated that they don't need to shoot again today, and they can't recover their magic power at all in less than a day and a half.

This means that the mages, the core strength of this hundred-man squadron, no longer have the ability to make a move.

Seventy berserkers and ten witchers didn't cost much.

However, when people are in the air, these sergeants of the ground forces seem to be watching the excitement, at most they shoot a few magic arrows and throw a few javelins.

The scene looked hilarious, but it couldn't do any real harm to people at all.

Therefore, these berserkers and witchers are also a little unmotivated now, and they are only reluctantly and occasionally shot a few arrows and a few javelins at the instigation of the captain and vice-captain.

They saw no hope for the battle at all, and they knew the outcome in their hearts. This time, they were planted, and a whole squadron of 100 people had already been defeated in the hands of that young man.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became a little weird, and the people around were all amazed, but the people fighting in the field were all depressed, and there was no slightest battle**.

"Haha! You idiots can't do it, right? Now, it's our turn!"

Duke drank the bottle of high-grade magic liquid, and suddenly his spirit came alive again, looking at the withered army below, the corners of his mouth raised a knowing arc, and he also unscrupulously pointed to the hundred-person army below and shouted

At the same time, Duke waved his hand and gestured to the purr on the back of another bird.

"Gollum, Gollum!"

The Gollummon had been waiting impatiently, and when Duke greeted him, he screamed excitedly.

As soon as it slapped its head, the Thorn Crowned Bird fluttered its wings and flew towards the ground.

Before the Thorn Crowned Bird could reach the ground, the Gollummon had already jumped off the bird's back, and in a leap of shape, it had already scurried in front of the berserker ranks.

"Gollum, rob, hand over the gold coins, and spare your life!"

The little claws of the Gollum Beast stretched out, pointed at a squad leader with a row of star flowers on his shoulder, and opened his mouth to rob.

"Ahh

The squad leader was depressed when he was suddenly pointed at by a small mouse-like thing, and said that after handing over the gold coins, he would spare his life, saying that he was going to rob him. His nose was going to be crooked by this little guy.

But the berserkers next to him burst out laughing. Everyone didn't pay attention to this little thing in front of them, but when this little thing came out to adjust the atmosphere and perform it.

However, what happened next shocked everyone again. The object of the robbery directly ignored it, and the Gollummon was very angry, and the consequences were very severe. The little guy grunted, and his body suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning, and in the next second, it had already scurried to the team leader.

Before he could come to his senses, the long tail was already wrapped around his neck.

"Gollum! Loot, gold!"

The grunt monster screamed, and as soon as its tail tightened, the squad leader immediately rolled his eyes and strangled himself directly.

With the terrifying power of the Gollum Beast, let alone strangled his breath, he was afraid that if he strangled harder, the captain of the squad would have to be strangled down and kicked as a ball.

Then, his clothes sneered, and the sharp barbs on the little one's tail were cut, and everything on his body, including the spatial ring on his hand, was looted by the Grunt in the blink of an eye.

Today's Gollum Beast also wears two space rings on its small paws, one for storage and the other for the broadsword weapon.

It's just that, in the face of these sergeants whose strength is nothing more than that of a sword master, the Gollummon doesn't bother to use weapons at all, and with the power of its tail, it is enough to clean up these people.

“......！”

The Gollum robbed a squad leader in an instant, and everyone suddenly came to their senses. The crowd reacted immediately, realizing that the little thing in front of them was definitely not as unbearable as it looked.

However, a qiē is in vain.

The Gollum jumped up and down in the crowd, and the sergeants couldn't even catch a single hair.

As for being targeted by him, there is naturally only one end, that is, he was happily strangled and shut up, and then everything was obediently snatched away by it.

In just a few moments, more than a dozen berserkers had suffered, and the field was in chaos in an instant, and everyone still cared about what kind of formation queue they had, and when they saw this little thing coming, it was as if they had seen the devil, and they hurriedly fled.

What a joke, being robbed in public by a little thing like a mouse, this is a face thrown to Dogulas.

There was chaos in the field, and at this moment, Obama suddenly shook and his eyes suddenly lit up. Because, suddenly, he saw a man walking on the other side of the street.

"The commander of the Camp Sit is here, and this time he is saved. ”

Obama was one of the captains of the Sit Battalion, and he was also highly regarded by Sit.

Not only that, but he knows Seit's character best. It seems that the commander of the dwarf battalion is the most protective of the short. If you see your subordinates being bullied, I'm afraid you will be furious.

So, when the commander of the Sith Battalion comes, can that kid still be better? As long as he gives an order, that kid will have to lie down like a dog, even if he is a real titled magister.

Thinking to herself, a sinister smile appeared on Obama's face.

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