"Are they all a bunch of trash? You actually have the nerve to call it the Mage Association?
Let me tell you, there will only be one mage association in the future, and that is the Wangdu Mage Association. Those of you who dare to call yourself the Mage Association will be killed without mercy."
A middle-aged man said disdainfully, and in front of him a player mage turned into white light and disappeared.
"Damn, he's a fourth-level elite mage. What's the point of having a fourth-level master against a third-level one?"
A mage said angrily, but his words aroused the disdain of the middle-aged man.
"Hmph, it's just a barking dog. If you are not as strong as others, you are not as good as others. A waste is a waste. I became a fourth-level mage in three days. Do you think you still want me to stop at the third level and wait for you?
Can you become a fourth-ring mage?"
The middleman's words instantly made the surrounding players furious. I don't know who shouted.
"What kind of ethics do you talk to people like this? Strength is respected, right? The weak are the weak, right?
Brothers, stand shoulder to shoulder!"
"So what if we come together? They're just a bunch of rabble."
But as soon as he finished speaking, the mages around him who were looking at him coldly were connected by spiritual links. They didn't make any sound, but their subsequent movements showed a terrifying tacit understanding.
Dozens of mages formed several levels in an instant. The Mages Association did not train a group of mages. Without training, they would not be able to cast spells in groups, but this did not mean that they could not cooperate in combat.
"Dark Fireball Technique!"
Boom boom boom!
The first batch of mages released dark fireballs, and a dozen fireballs directly blocked all the middle-aged man's dodge space.
The hot temperature instantly made the middle-aged man's hair curl up. Seeing the powerful fireball technique, the man's expression changed.
"Flash Technique!"
The middle-aged man appeared two hundred meters away in an instant. Just when he thought nothing was wrong, he suddenly found a group of mages appearing on his side, looking at him and sneering.
"Flash Technique? Huh, I guessed it a long time ago, Dark Fireball Technique!"
In an instant, more than a dozen dark fireballs enveloped him, completely blocking the dodge space. This was a blockade, and it was enough to prevent him from escaping even against a warrior.
The middleman looked at the dozens of black fireballs in horror, and directly put a few shields on his body, but there were still beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was extremely embarrassed.
He understood that although he was a fourth-level mage, the only fourth-level spell slot he could memorize was the flash spell, and the current shield was only a third-level spell, and it would definitely not be able to block so many third-level spell explosions.
However, although he is embarrassed, he is not desperate because he still has a trump card.
"Elder, save me!!"
"Hmph, what a huge battle. Dozens of mages beat one of my disciples. You are a disgrace to mages. What dignity do you have as mages? Do you still have the dignity and nobility of mages?"
A voice sounded out of thin air under the mage tower, and everyone immediately turned their heads to look, only to see a dozen people appearing under the mage tower, as if they had been there all along.
A shield also appeared on the middle-aged man's body.
The dark fireball exploded, and a large pit was eroded on the ground. However, the middle-aged man under the shield was intact. He just fell into the pit awkwardly and rolled several times. However, the shield became dim and dull, with only a thin layer.
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But he didn't take it seriously and looked at a kind of mage arrogantly.
"No matter how many people there are, they are just a bunch of trash. I am standing here, who of you can kill me?"
Many mages fell silent, did not speak, and silently contacted the elders and president.
However, just as the middle-aged man laughed, a figure appeared silently behind him.
The staff made of pure steel was raised and lowered. The dim shield only lasted for a moment before breaking. The top of the staff of pure steel fell on the middle-aged man's head.
puff!
The sound of the watermelon breaking, the middle-aged man's smile lingered, but his head was gone.
Zhang Guangmo stood expressionlessly behind the middleman's body and wiped his staff on the middle-aged man's clothes.
"Who gave you the courage? Do you want to go back alive if you kill people in the association?"
"Disciple!! You are looking for death!!!"
Zhang Guangmo raised his head and stood there with his staff in hand.
"Are you his master? I helped you educate him, you're welcome."
"In addition, you are a mage, not a warrior. As a mage, you can be angry, but you need to remain calm at all times. Only a calm mage can fight.
Although I killed your apprentice, you should remain calm, after all, you are just an apprentice.
But you can't even do this. You are as angry as a warrior for so long that you can't even calm down.
I think you are not worthy of being a mage, and I suggest you change your profession as soon as possible."
"Hahahaha, the elder is awesome!"
"Dear, even though your apprentice is dead, you still have to stay calm."
"Dear, I suggest you change jobs as soon as possible!"
"Dear, you have to be obedient."
The mage next to him immediately started to make a fuss, laughing and joking, no longer nervous at all. They understood that after such a long time, the president and elders must have known about it, and the appearance of Zhang Guangmo directly proved this.
One point, if that's the case, then why be nervous under the mage tower.
At this moment, an old man with white hair among a dozen people became angry.
"I kill you!"
In an instant, everyone noticed that the terrifying thunder elements gathered together to form a bolt of thunder, and the spells it unleashed made people's scalp numb.
But Zhang Guangmo just stood there with his staff in hand, motionless, just looking at this man with a slightly mocking expression.
Silently, a blue water film appeared in front of Zhang Guangmo.
This terrifying single-target lightning spell exploded. The lightning struck the Water Shield Technique, but it only caused ripples on the surface of the Water Shield Technique. Afterwards, Zhang Guangmo was intact and even looked at it with a mocking smile.
he.
On the fifth floor of the mage tower, Mo Lan was walking in the void, staring at the old man who was casting a spell, and shouted coldly.
"Who gave you the courage to attack people in the association?"
A rather thin middle-aged man in the crowd looked up at Mo Lan and said slowly.
"You are the legendary Earl of Jingshui, right?
I am Zoila Barros, the vice president of the Wangdu Mage Association, a sixth-circle mage. You can call me President Barros, or you can call me Master Barros.
I heard that you are still a fourth-ring mage? You are a formidable young man. If you are willing, you can come to our association to be a deacon, or after we take over the Red Maple City Mage Association, serve as the vice-president of the association branch."
Mo Lan didn't even look at him, but stared directly at the old man who had just taken action.
"It's just a fifth-ring mage. Now that he's done it, he should die."
"Mo Lan, I respect you as the Earl of Jingshui. Although you stole the mage's job transfer method, I think you are young and ignorant. I am willing to spare your life, but you should not be shameless!"
Mo Lan didn't even look at him. A bolt of thunder formed directly from the top of the spell tower, white light flashed, and it struck down instantly!
