Following Carlo's words, both sides immediately shot the magic they were accumulating into the sky. Kalubu obeyed Carlo's orders, and he was also tired of this kind of depressing competition. I didn't want to cause any more accidents. If this little fat guy called out my name again, who knows what unfair treatment I would receive.
Looking at Carlo dryly, I just hope that this most despicable round-robin battle will not continue. Although my total magic power level is indeed a bit high, it is impossible to consume one after another. Now, let alone more, if one more person comes, I may not be able to hold on.
"Very good, it seems that I underestimated your level. With such results, you can be considered a formal junior magician." Nodding slowly, Carlo waved his hand to let Kalub leave.
As Carlo spoke, the corners of my mouth began to curl up. It seems that although I am not a genius, my strength after integrating various equipment and magic pets is not bad! But soon, I felt dizzy.
"...Go, continue playing with Division Commander Han Long..."
Carlo's words almost made me faint. This... This... Is this even possible? A water magician, then a fire magician, and now a wind magician. This is basically telling me not to go to that magic and martial arts academy!
"You..." Before I could finish my words, the wind mage had already started to send wind blades of various sizes, including several small whirlwinds, at me, with Carlo's evil smile on his face. Helplessly, I could only stop the curse that was about to come out of my mouth and try my best to avoid the crisis in front of me. Although those wind blades would definitely threaten my life, and the mages and priests at the edge of the venue would not let me lose my life, I didn't want to endure the pain of having my skin torn apart again.
After I blocked the wind blades with several earth walls and water shields and confirmed that I would not be threatened by the magic for the time being, I started to curse continuously. Although I did not specify who I was cursing, no one would doubt whether I was cursing Carlo.
"You little bastard, why have you turned into a mad dog? Use the Wind Dragon Spin and Wind Blade to deal with him until this guy falls down..." Hearing me scolding more and more vigorously, Carlo finally became angry. He rolled his eyes and gave another order.
"Fatty, Wind Dragon Spin is an intermediate tornado magic. Didn't you just say that intermediate magic is not allowed?" Damn it, my magic power has been exhausted, and this guy still wants his subordinates to use intermediate magic against me. Isn't this simply a clear way of not letting me pass
"Idiot, when did I say not to use intermediate magic? At most, I told the first person not to use intermediate magic, but I didn't say that to the second and third. Besides, as a magician, if you don't use the spells you are good at, do you have to use the ones you are least good at? A magician, in addition to his magic and mental power, also has his level of magic manipulation and his magic equipment, and even contracted beasts. Can you say that you didn't use that six-color elf to improve your magic level? So, my subordinates are absolutely allowed to use intermediate magic, or even the magic staff in their hands to deal with you..."
Following Carlo's words, the pressure on me was getting greater and greater. The wind dragons blew me away and I couldn't stand steadily. Although I had the protection of the magic shield, I was still like a lone boat in the wind and waves, swaying unsteadily. The wind blades coming from behind the wind dragons also shattered my water shield. Many times, I couldn't even replenish my shield and could only rely on luck to dodge those damn magic.
Damn it... Does that guy have to stop me from going to that magic and martial arts academy? But even if you don't let me go, I'll go anyway. Can all the magic equipment be used? Well, I'll fight you, and whoever loses will be the turtle bastard...
"Freeze space" I shouted intermittently, and a magic shield of ice and water mixture with a diameter of 4 meters and a thickness of half a foot protected my body. When the wind dragon whirl and wind blade that rushed towards me hit the magic shield, it only caused the magic shield to fluctuate slightly, and then it returned to its original state.
"Freezing space? How could this little guy know this kind of Feng Shui mixed intermediate magic?" After seeing the magic of freezing space, Carlo jumped up from the chair like a frog, completely losing his usual pot-bellied elegance. (You can imagine a fat pig pretending to be elegant^O^)
"No? Didn't you say that all magic equipment is fine? Do you think magic scrolls are not included?" As I said that, I pulled out several magic scrolls from my arms in front of everyone. While the intermediate wind mage opposite was staring dumbfounded, a magic scroll in my hand sent out a small white tornado and rushed towards him.
"Is that the intermediate magician that Lord Carlo mentioned is just that capable? Or do I just need to bring more magic equipment and magic scrolls when I take the magician certificate exam? After all, you just said that I can use them..." Looking at the somewhat exasperated Carlo and the wind magician, I kept ridiculing them while madly throwing out ice storms. Maybe these things are very valuable in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, they are not that great, cheap, too cheap...
"Damn it, stop right there... Look who you're aiming at?" The magic kept surging. Because of my revengeful mentality, the last magic I fired was no longer aimed at the wind mage, but at almost everyone present. The fire cloud explosion, the fog, and then an intermediate light and fire mixed magic electric shock ball... In a word, it was a mess...
Finally, after I vented for a few minutes, when I stopped to observe the situation, there were only 7 people left in the Fire Shield, the six old men who maintained the Fire Shield, plus Carlo. The rest of the people, including the senior mages, hid outside the magic shield.
Looking at the field covered with ice and water drops, as well as the potholes all over the ground, Carlo's fat face was blue and purple, feeling indescribably strange, and finally...
"Damn kid, do you know how many magic scrolls you lost just now? Don't these cost money? Damn, you lost at least 20 intermediate magic scrolls, which is at least 1,000 gold coins! You prodigal son, do you know that this money is almost enough to buy a nice magic wand? You..." Finally, Carlo cursed fiercely, until he pointed at me with trembling hands and was speechless.
"Magic staff? What kind of magic staff can have the effect I just threw? And this is all because of you. So many people are fighting against a weakling like me who doesn't even have a low-level wizard certificate. Am I just waiting to be chopped into pieces?" Magic staff? A magic staff worth 1,000 gold coins can only store 8-10 intermediate magics at most. How can it have the power of the 25 magic scrolls I threw just now? Damn, aren't disposables popular on Earth? Disposable lighters, disposable chopsticks, hehe...
"But are you going to use magic scrolls all the time in the future? And how many magic scrolls will you bring? If I really want to deal with you, and if I really want them to fight you one by one, do you have so many magic scrolls to consume?" As he said that, Carlo, whose anger had not yet subsided, slapped me on the head.
"Why not? Why do you say I can't outlast them? Aren't they just six mid-level mages? If they come at me all at once, I might really be afraid of them, but if they come at me one by one, I'll beat them to a pulp. Let's see if I can beat them? See for yourself..."
Hey, why do I look fatter? Why does Elf Yaruo look bloated? Isn't it because of the coat designed for me? As I said this, I opened my coat and showed my clothes to Carlo.
Then, Carlo’s eyes went dark and he fell to the ground with a thud. . . . .
I was busy again today, so I was a little late. I apologize to everyone. . . . . .