All the archmages were stopped by Daisy's star power. In less than ten seconds, at least fifty archmages appeared in the sky.
Their robes are all different, but without exception they are all filled with abundant magical energy. Stars and incantations are sewn with magic threads. They wear various powerful magic rings and hold staffs that can cut mountains and seas.
, they are all the strongest people in this era and this era.
This is not the last era of magic. Like Doctor Strange, where you have to spit out two mouthfuls of blood to use an acceleration spell, and you have to sacrifice a kidney to summon a demon, this situation does not exist in this heyday of magic.
Magic is everywhere and inexhaustible. People with magical talents can go to professional institutions for testing as soon as they are born, and then soar into the sky, receive the best education, enjoy the best life and obtain the most social resources.
, as long as your brain is not particularly stupid, you can reach a relatively high position.
There is no magic backlash here. As the embodiment of the Fifth Age world, the eternity of this time and space encourages intelligent life to use magic.
The more than fifty great mages in front of Daisy now are not academics who teach in colleges. They have experienced hundreds of battles and are the heroes of this period.
In order to eliminate these aliens and terrorists in the Materialist Empire, they gave up their high-quality life, left their friends and family, climbed mountains and waded in rivers, and went through countless bitter battles. They had lofty ideals, wanted to clear obstacles for their descendants, and wanted to clear the way for magic.
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A group of people exchanged glances with each other. They knew 'Daisy', at least they thought they knew her.
Because we knew each other, I found it incredible that a waste recognized by the high-level officials of the empire could stop more than fifty of them?
"What do these guys look at me like? It makes me very unhappy." She complained to Thanos in a low voice. This look reminded her of the time when Mrs. Gao wanted to dig out her eyes. She had been there for N years.
I no longer have this feeling. In the eyes of a bunch of great mages, I am strong and you are weak. I will bully you at will, but you cannot resist.
Many protagonists have encountered this kind of condescending look before they shouted: "Don't bully young people who are poor. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi."
There aren't many clues to the analysis of the metal cube, but the enemy is already in front of us. What should we do? Let's play hard! She is good at this anyway!
She is not afraid of one or two, and can handle ten or eight, but the number of more than fifty experienced battle mages is a bit scratching her head. It is common for mages to defeat the strong with the weak, and she does not dare to take it lightly.
Especially when she saw Adam, who was wearing a golden shirt and floating to the top of the sky, she frowned involuntarily.
Adam was not so strong a minute ago. This guy was a quasi-heavenly father before, but now he is reaching the peak of the single universe.
She took a closer look. Adam's current state was a bit like when Hela was in Asgard. This world consciousness with magic as its development direction was blessing him. By comparison, his strength was already higher than Daisy's.
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Adam said loudly: "I admire your courage, but do you still think this is your home court? Alone, facing so many heroes? Do you need me to introduce these mages to you? The one next to me is wearing a white robe.
The man with golden silk thread embroidered on the sleeves is the former dean of Cyril Academy. He has trained thirty-five great mages in his life. Now his life is coming to an end. He bids farewell to his family and joins this mission. He is a warrior who comes with the determination to die.
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"The blond-haired woman over there is a famous battle mage in the magic world. She has never been defeated once in her life. The old man in a sky-blue uniform is the commander of the Royal Magic Legion. His whole family died in the attack launched by the Materialist Empire.
In the midst of a terrorist attack... Surrender, as the emperor of the Magic Empire, I can pardon you."
Adam was also accompanied by the projection of Sithorn, who was also wearing a black robe. After the initial panic, the God of Black Magic had regained his composure. They had the upper hand. The power of the two plus more than fifty archmages, and
With reinforcements from the entire empire behind, there is really no reason to lose.
"Emperor? Haha, is this the identity assigned to you by this time and space? What is the role of Mr. Sithorn beside you? Prime Minister in black? I laughed to death. So what about heroes? They are the heroes of their tribe. This is it.
What do the heroes in the eyes of ordinary people in time and space have to do with me? Is the keyword hero included in our competition?"
Daisy faced the pressure of many mages without fear. She pointed at the purple fat man not far away: "Who said I was alone? My cousin is still here!"
Several people looked at Thanos, and even the archmages looked at this purple weirdo with a rustic look and a pure peasant dress.
"You don't have any magic reaction, so you're still an ordinary person?"
"He's a waste, not worth mentioning. A necromancy spell I recently studied can easily kill him. This guy's body is of some research value."
"Brand, the kingdom strictly uses necromancy!"
"...That's what I said."
Daisy can't understand their language, neither English nor Shia is spoken here, but she can use her magical power to 'see' the inner thoughts of these people.
Without exception, they are contemptuous of non-magical people.
A group of great mages commented on Thanos as if no one else was watching. In their eyes, this big purple man was born with a deformity, and suffered some unknown abuse the day after tomorrow. Now he has no eyes. How can this be described in one word?
?To say he has research value is a polite compliment.
In fact, Thanos is almost like stinky shit in their eyes.
He is not a young boy. He has lived for a long time and does not understand the language. Thanos can guess that everyone despises him, but he does not care at all.
Although he agreed to participate in the war, he still stood quietly on the side, and his attitude of not helping each other was obvious.
"We are of the same race, can you watch your poor cousin being bullied by outsiders?..." Daisy said nonsense again, but Thanos was unmoved.
"It's really boring... Okay, let's not talk about blood relations. Do you know what the title of Sithorne over there is?" Daisy felt that Thanos should know Sithorne's identity very well and was just covering his ears.
She was just pretending, and she came up with the answer on her own.
"Maybe you know, maybe you don't know, it doesn't matter, I'll make it clear. He is known as the God of Hades. He was the one who developed the first necromancy spell in the world. He is the God of the Undead, and he is the one who cannot enter the kingdom of death.
, the God of Mage who also wants to use the power of death."
The profession of necromancer was no longer seen at Daisy's time in this magical apocalypse, but no one can deny the existence of this profession. It is a very long-standing profession.