His victory was too easy, too simple, there was no suspense!
The source of magic is so powerful that even a being like the Dragon King cannot be the enemy of the complete form of magic.
But from another dimension, Chris easily defeated the source of magic and defeated this immature and weak enemy.
Chris, who inherited most of the results of Fuxi's plan, was like a magnet, easily absorbing the small part of the lost knowledge into his body.
In this aspect, Chris is too powerful, and the source of magic is no match for him.
When the source of magic maintains his sanity and keeps himself awake, he can also protect the "wisdom" he inherited from the Fuxi Project.
But when he took the initiative to turn off his "wisdom", these things were attracted to Chris, separated from the origin of magic, and merged with the main body inherited from Fuxi's plan.
Chris knew that at this moment, the front line had won! The origin of magic had suffered a heavy blow. Whether he could still call it the origin of magic was unknown.
Just as Chris thought, just when the Dragon King, Andrea and others were in despair, the powerful source of magic suddenly had a problem of its own.
God Puppet No. 01 stared at the huge ball of magical energy that was constantly squirming in pain, and said doubtfully: "He seems to have a problem of his own!"
"It seems that our guess at the beginning was right. His state is unstable and dangerous." Andrea supported Vivian and nodded.
"Moreover, I felt an unprecedented powerful energy, and was pulled away by a stronger force..." The Dragon King's face was gloomy, because he was as proud as he was, but was suppressed throughout the entire battle, which made him very ashamed.
smell of urine.
However, what worries him even more is that he can feel that the failure of the origin of magic has made the other guy even more powerful.
The guy may have surpassed him in other aspects before, but now, that guy seems to have surpassed him in the attainments of magic.
"Damn it...why can't such a good thing happen to me?" The Dragon King gritted his teeth and snorted, and then looked at the No. 01 God Puppet beside him.
From the Dragon King's point of view, that person who was far away and did not come out to participate in this battle was so shameless that he took advantage of it for nothing.
"Stop looking... you should be relieved." God Puppet No. 01 felt the Dragon King's gaze, and proudly smiled: "If the origin of magic wins, you and your dragon clan, including the Magic Continent, will
All living things on earth may perish."
"Not necessarily, maybe we will become a part of the demon clan." The Dragon King sighed: "As long as we are willing to surrender."
"If you are willing to surrender, wouldn't it be better to surrender to me?" God Puppet No. 01 pointed at himself, as if I was Chris.
"What you said makes sense..." The Dragon King sighed again and twisted his neck: "But it's not over yet, we still have things to solve."
As he spoke, he pointed to the mass of magic energy in the distance that was as huge as a space battleship: "It seems a little inappropriate to put this thing here like this..."
"Yeah, I don't think it's appropriate either." God Puppet No. 01 nodded: "But do you have any good ideas?"
"No... I think it's better to wait, maybe you can find something." The Dragon Emperor glanced at God Puppet No. 01, and snorted again: "It's really hard to chat like this... I mean, maybe your body will have some ideas.
way."
"I understand, I know." God Puppet No. 01 nodded: "Then let's wait."
While they were talking, the engines of two F-15 fighter jets roared over everyone's heads, and several drones also hovered next to the ball of magic energy.
"Communications should have been restored... Tell the troops to be careful and don't get close." Andrea glanced at Vivian, who was a little weak due to sudden relaxation in her arms: "Have someone send you some energy replenishing fluid!"
On the ground, the headquarters was already in chaos. Various radio channels were filled with anxious shouts.
"Organize troops and immediately enter the Burklan Fortress for disaster relief! Yes! Act quickly!" An officer grabbed the phone and shouted hysterically: "What? Which section of the fortress are you asking me? Bastard! All! All of them!"
On the other side, the officer in charge of the medical unit also shouted crazily: "Let the medical unit hurry up and arrange the arrangements! It is estimated that there will be 20,000 wounded! Yes! I said 20,000! Not 2,000, not 200, at least
20,000! Maybe there will be 30,000 people! Support me as many as you have!"
"Pay attention to that damn thing in the air! Move the medical station and ammunition supply center farther away! Avoid that damn thing! Who knows if it will suddenly start attacking again!" Heidi Canon pointed out.
Pointing at the energy group that anyone who was not blind could see, he gave instructions to his subordinates.
Beside him, the division commander of the 1st Armored Division of the 1st Armored Corps was anxiously checking with his subordinates: "Where are the helicopter units? Have they been dispatched?"
"Let the drone troops go first! Do you still need to ask about this kind of thing?" Behind him, the chief of staff grabbed the phone and yelled angrily.
Anyway, the entire headquarters was filled with irritable and cursing voices - no way, after being suppressed by the attack of the magic source for such a long time and losing an entire fortress, no one could speak calmly.
"Hello? Hello? Can you get through to the 3rd Battalion? Confirm the 3rd Battalion's position! Send someone over quickly! Something might have happened to them...what else could happen? Someone reported that the 3rd Battalion's position was hit by a beam of energy.
!" In the corner, an officer also raised his voice and asked eagerly
"What the hell! Which troop is closest to the imperial concubine and the others? Tell them to get close to them immediately! Military vehicles? What military vehicles to use? Bastard, send the signal and I'll send a helicopter over! Idiot!" An officer slammed the receiver back to the phone.
On the plane, he shouted cursingly: "Prepare 10 UH-60s! Ask the ground crew to clean the chairs for me!"
"Where are the escort planes? Have they been dispatched?" On the other side, the Air Force officer grabbed the phone and asked his colleagues: "Urgent mission!"
"Let the troops suspend the attack on Witholans! Suspend immediately!" Medias, who had been silent for a long time, finally ordered: "Count our losses! Find out as soon as possible why that ball of energy stopped!"
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"You! How did you do that?" Just when Chris felt that he had become stronger than ever before, and took a deep breath to prepare to laugh wildly, a childish voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
Chris turned around suddenly and saw a child staring at him with wide eyes.
"Are you the source of magic?" Chris did not answer the child's question, but asked curiously.
"Are you Chris, the emperor of the Elanthir Empire?" The child did not answer Chris's question, but continued to ask.
"I'm really surprised that you came here." Chris still didn't answer the question about the origin of magic.
"I'm also surprised." After admitting that he was the source of magic, the child did not continue to stare at Chris, but looked at the towering tree behind Chris that represented technology: "I really didn't expect it.
It can grow so big! In my mind, it is just a sapling!"
"I know that." Chris nodded, and then walked to the source of magic: "Let's go, I want to find a way to get you out of my head."
"I quite like it here." The source of magic reluctantly looked at the two giant trees of magic and technology in the distance. He seemed to want to study these two big trees.
"It's a pity that I don't like you." Chris sneered.
"What if I don't leave?" The source of magic still wanted to struggle.
"This is my territory. I have the final say in everything here...so...it's not up to you." Chris pulled the ear of the source of magic, and with his screams, he pulled him farther away.
