Versatile Mage

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“Damn, this guy's up against me, what are you messing with here!” The Greek Gamenon screamed and flew into the area created by Ajiangtu with impatience.

Gamenon was a madman, completely disregarding the previously agreed alliance, and directly broke through the area that Aijiangtu had so easily made, he thought he would beat Aijiangtu to the ground and face Jero alone.

Ejiangtu was also angry, and this guy was looking for something, and the unknown curse spider web trap opened, directly covering Jero and Gamenon together.

Anyway, the Greeks have broken the rules first, and Aigantu doesn't want to see his face anymore!

The curse triggers, the red spider silk is dense and numb, the weaving area reaches more than 200 meters, the woods not far away are covered with this curse silk, and you can see that the plants are rapidly corrupting.

The power of corruption also plays a role in Jerro and Gamenon, who do not dare to stay in this cursed trap and flee immediately to both sides.

Jeroah's speed will go up a little bit. After all, he is a wind magician. He has just left the corrupt wire, and Gamenon bites up like a mad dog. He sees this guy perform the magic of the light system and manipulates a large group of light arrows to fly to Jeroah.

These arrows are extremely traceable, and Jello finally finds out behind his back when he is struck with a mark of light, and with this mark, those arrows become constantly pursued like consciousness!

“You two, I can't be too polite!” Jello was not bored, and after avoiding the arrows, his body began to spin in place.

The white wind, with the spin of the Jello highway, drew a hint of wind. These white winds were extremely powerful and headed toward Aegentu and Gamenon. The whipping wind also struck the ground and the woods, and saw an astonishing trace, making the woods and the ground look completely invisible.

“If you like to succeed, then these winds are for you!” Gamenon glanced at Ejiangtu, suddenly exerting the power of dark confinement.

Gamenon himself quickly escaped from the whipping area of the white wind, but locked Aijiangtu away, making it impossible for Aijiangtu to escape.

“Neither will you!” Aijiangtu would not eat this loss. He gazed and caught Gamenon out of the shadows of darkness with his mind. A gravitational space was applied to Gamenon, and he was still carrying a few points of pride. Gamenon quickly discovered that his inches were difficult to move!

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The alliance was already weak, and tripartite fighting became more chaotic as Gamenon took the lead in undermining the rules of force.

Movan saw that the war situation was already somewhat uncontrolled, and Solomon took a low-key tactic to save some strength and magic to cope with the situation behind him.

The earliest siege caused Movan to consume too much energy, leaving him with 50-60% magic, and he didn't want to fight too hard until the situation was completely clear.

“Didn't this fool know to take care of England first!” Asaria saw the rules of Gamenon's destructive power, which raised a slight resentment.

I don't understand how the Greek state team could have let such a guy with no brains but a fight lead the team. No wonder he lost to those sly Egyptians!

“Movan, we dragged an Englishman into the mix, pretended to be an enemy, and then took the opportunity to tackle him together.” Asaria also knew that the conflagration was about to begin, and everyone was probably angry and ignored the so-called alliance issue at all.

“Great idea!” Movan agrees very much with Asaria, “just white-faced. He's been staring at me for a long time, probably trying to step on me to be famous! ”

“Okay!”

Mofan joins Asarella in a new set of flour men.

Flour men do want to step on Movan. Some people who have just used themselves can see from their eyes and faces. Movan pretends to provoke them first, then Asaria kills them...

“Damn woman, didn't you promise not to attack our people, what do you mean gamenon, that's what you said in front of the bed last night!!” When Movan saw Asarella come and pretend to look like her, she shouted.

There was a slight glimpse of the English magician Pastor with flour on his face, and some incredibly glanced at Movan and Asaria.

The two of them actually have a meat} physical deal, too shameful, too angry, why Asaria chose not herself!!

“Shut up, I'm gonna cut your tongue out!” Asaria was furious, too.

Saying, one black armor after another appeared on Asarella, constantly armed on her soft body, even her beautiful and attractive cheeks were covered with a light silver mask, a hair hoop draped into the waist limbs like a waterfall, approaching * * *.

Black energy poured on Asarella, and Movan felt like this woman was suddenly possessed by some kind of dark dominion, just like a stranger!

A slender, long sword appeared on the palm of her hand, and the black scent outlined the outline of a unicorn black horse. It flew in from not far away, making people feel like a black lightning stroke.

“What the hell can you turn into?” Movan's watching.

Asaria is covered in black armor and has a sword of darkness in her hand. If it hadn't been for the unchanged figure of Namyaman, Movan would have even suspected that a female Dark Sword Lord had arrived!

“You obviously don't know anything about dark magic!” Asaria's voice came out of that light silver mask.

The black unicorn horse rushed at the speed, and Movan suddenly felt all the light around him gathering together, until he could only see the fine sword in Asarella's hand, and the tip of the sword blew out the ray of death!

“Huh!! ”

With a sword passing by, even remnants of the shadow, Asaria seems to have changed from a magician to a dark swordswordsman, who is very similar in speed, strength, and sword power to the dark swordsmen she has seen before!

Mofan avoided quickly, but the sword still broke his shoulder, a bloodstain delayed appearing for a few seconds, the feeling of pain was also gradual, first a hot feeling, then immediately felt the whole shoulder was about to blow up!!

“Are you serious?” Movan grinned, a wound of this magnitude, said a great deal.

“Always make a fake play.” Asaria laughed.

“In my opinion, the most cunning and disturbing thing about this battlefield is you.” Movan said seriously.

“If you think so, I can't help it.” Asaria said.

“Actually, I've always cared about one thing, which really hurt my self-esteem.” Movan said.

“Tell me about it.” Asarella's sword is held in front of her, her upper body is quite elevated, and her elongated * * * * wrapped in black soft armor reveals an amazing allure, contrasting the thinness of her ankle calf with the fullness of her thigh's hips!

“On Mount Tyrant, you said I couldn't beat you. I'd like to see your strength!” Movan said a heavy step toward the ground, and the flames of robbery swept up with the maze, and the fiery flames were like a red coat of fire attached to Movan, and the heat waves rolled over and hit the dark forces of Asariana.

The bright fire and the pure black, the two strands of energy form a clear boundary, but the bordering areas can clearly feel the breath of destruction!

The momentum of both men is completely different from that of the ordinary magician. Movan, with the power of the Flaming Girl, obtained the Enclosure Fire and himself became a madman full of explosive flame abilities, while Asaria, with the power of the Dark Sword Lord, obtained the power of the Dark Sword Lord with the Dark Deed, made the English magician Pastoral Wen look uncomfortable, because this guy didn't do any magic to add himself!

In general embarrassment, the British Mage Pastor decided to strike both of them simultaneously, and now that they are famous, it is only bold provocation that most forcefully destroys the Mage Movan, as well as the goddess candidate.

The power of petrochemical shoots out of the eyes of Pastor, and the trees, the ground, and the rivers quickly turn into the stones of a hard-boiled state, a force that gradually approaches Movan and Asarea.

“Out of the way! ”

“Get out!”

Muwan was bored and fought back at the same time by Movan and Asaria.

Movan called out the fiery sword, and a sword was cut off, and the fire waved, and the mountains fell into the sea.

The black sword of Asarella is as fast as electricity. The sparkling stone has passed the body of the hermitage, and the shadow of the sword is dancing around the hermitage!

Fire waves, swordshadows, and Muwan could not fight for several rounds under the attack of Movan and Asaria. Soon, the scales fell on two different pieces of scorched earth.

The power gap is quite obvious. There is no longer a hierarchy between Pastor and Movan and Asaria, and he faces one of them alone quite like this, let alone being hit by two people!

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“People fight, what are you up to!” The assistant referee obviously knew Muwan, and he dragged Muwan down with all the wounds on his body, cursing him in disgust.

Pastor also wanted to cry, he knew that these two men were strong, but how could he know that they were so strong? He was abused like a dog by a British elite, who began to doubt his life.

And everyone is a magician, how can they both play close combat!!

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Asaria was fast, she had not reached the point of cutting off a thousand armies with the sword of the Lord of Dark Swords, but the electric light was a little unprotected, and most horribly, she was a master of space.

Combining the Dark Sword Lord's sword attack with the instant movement of the space system, Movan felt that she was a dangerous woman with swords on all sides, and the shadow was hard to find!

“I see where you're going, Volcano Fist! ”

Movan punched himself under his feet.

The earth suddenly cracked, the rolling molten pulp erupted wildly, at first nine pulp columns, gradually more flame columns fully connected the nine palaces, turned into a crude volcanic mouth, roaring wildly!