My Magic Age

If it was just the ice wall falling from the sky, it would be impossible to hit Rengar. His speed has been increased to the extreme. Before the ice wall completely falls, people may pass through it safely.

In order to condense these four water walls and completely solidify them into ice, the release of this series of magic skills has completely drained almost all the magic power in the magic pool. This is the magic vortex in the magic pool rotating at full speed. Under the blessing of the heating and mana recovery stone drum totem, the magic vortex in the body is rapidly absorbing the magic elements around the body at a speed of 300%, replenishing them into my body, but it still seems to be a drop in the bucket.

There is only a little magic power left in my body that can still control the 'ice wall'. At the moment, a simple 'ice arrow technique' can completely drain the remaining mana in my body.

In this temporary arena filled with cold air and icy fog, Rengar could only see my vague shadow in the fog. He was in a state of madness at the moment and didn't notice that I quietly tore open a piece of 'Frost Nova' again. The magic power in the magic scroll comes from the magic ink on the magic pattern array. It does not require much magic power from the magician himself. He only needs to be able to recite the spell to unlock the magic scroll.

So when I whispered this short spell on Yulin Street filled with icy fog, Rengar didn't notice this short magic spell at all.

'Frost Nova'

When this scroll turned into a white ice ring, hidden in the ice fog and spreading around, Rengar rushed to me like lightning. He raised a big hand frantically, ready to strangle my neck. Just at this time, the ice ring formed by 'Frost Nova' spread to his body.

The entire temporary arena was like the coldest winter in El City. The severe winter ice and snow greatly increased the ice damage of the Frost Nova. This first-level magic was not very effective for a warrior like Rengar who had the strength of the first turn, but now the cold environment in the arena gave the Frost Nova the maximum power increase.

Rengar almost hit the ice ring, and the cold air rushed over him. Rengar's sense of crisis was very sharp. The sudden crisis made Rengar's face change drastically. He wanted to take a defensive posture to avoid it, but unfortunately his momentum was too strong and he could not take back his movements. He could only watch the white ice ring hit him.

He actually froze the galloping Rengar in place. Rengar's body was still in a running posture at this moment. His muscles bulged, ready to accumulate strength to break free from the ice ring.

At this time, someone in the crowd on Quentin's side outside the field had already shouted to Rengar: "Watch out for your head!"

"Boom!"

A huge ice wall smashed down, like a miniature iceberg, and slammed Rengar firmly under the ice wall.

But in the next second, Rengar broke through the ice, and the entire ice wall was shattered into pieces by his iron fist.

Rengar exuded a cold breath, his whole body was wrapped in ice slag, his beard was covered with ice and snow, his body became a little slow, and some parts of his body were stained with ice flames. These ice flames continued to condense a thin layer of ice on Rengar's skin. Rengar exhaled a breath of white frost every time he breathed, and he looked extremely cold.

He grinned, his sharp teeth exposed, his face was cold, and he was about to say a few harsh words to me, but before he opened his mouth, the ice wall above his head fell again and smashed him under the ice layer.

The entire Yulin Street was shaken at the moment when the ice wall fell.

The crowd around became silent, and everyone looked at me in shock.

In the temporary arena filled with ice fog, I used the last bit of magic power to barely control the last ice wall above my head, staring closely at the ice and snow that buried Rengar, and saw that the broken ice wall shattered again, and a fluffy and strong hand stretched out from it, and the shadow of a lion's claw was infinitely enlarged in his hand.

The hand clenched into a fist as big as a sand bowl, and hit a fierce uppercut, smashing the ice wall into pieces again. The shadow of a lion appeared on Rengar's body, and the shadow became a little dim after Rengar threw a fierce punch.

In order to break through the ice, Rengar actually used the power of "momentum", but this time only his upper body was exposed from the ice pile. When he punched the ice, his fist was bleeding, and a trace of bright red blood dripped on the broken ice.

At this time, he looked at me with a deep panic, and then he seemed to feel something, and suddenly raised his head and looked up in horror. An ice wall was falling silently and silently, and his pupils were infinitely enlarged. Rengar was horrified, and his body was trapped in the ice and snow. He could only grit his teeth, hold his head with his hands, and curl up to resist the momentum of the ice wall.

With a "boom", the ice wall fell from the sky and buried Rengar under the ice and snow again.

When the ice powder flying everywhere disappeared, Rengar finally did not climb out of this frost tomb.

The onlookers around the temporary arena fell into a deathly silence, especially those on Quentin's side. They looked at me in horror. Quentin, who was standing in the center, turned from green to white. When I slowly walked towards him, I couldn't help but take two steps back in shock and looked at me in a panic.

The followers behind him also looked wary and hurriedly stepped forward, blocking Quentin's body.

"What do you want to do?" Quentin asked me with some sternness, and took a step back unconsciously.

"Didn't we agree that as long as I defeat any of your followers, you will accept my challenge? Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise!" I refused to give in at all, and slowly approached Quentin as I spoke.

Quentin was frightened by me and took two steps back again.

At this time, several armored knights standing behind the noble boy came out one after another on tall war horses. Their strong bodies stood in front of me, like a thick wall. Those wearing armor The Linma was panting heavily, its huge hooves tapping restlessly on the bluestone floor, and tapping sounds could be heard from time to time.

Knight Commander Tony looked at me seriously, his eyes were calm, but I saw from his eyes that he was telling me that if I took another step forward, I would touch their bottom line, so I just Even if I can stop, I am still very wary of these knights. They are a group of knights who have experienced hundreds of battles.

The construct knights do not allow anyone to harm Quentin. They are now knights loyal to Lord Ryan Bussman. They are ordered to ensure the safety of Quentin, the descendant of Duke Ryan, so they will definitely execute it meticulously. I even think that these The true power of the Construct Knight far exceeds even that of Lewis and his friends of the Gripen Knights.

After all, these construct knights are all battle-hardened warriors of the Busman family. I raised my head and looked at the knight captain angrily. His eyes looked at me full of warning, signaling me not to act rashly.

Seeing me knowingly, he stopped, nodded to me, then turned to the noble youths from the Imperial City Gang and said loudly: "Well... this is the end of the evening, everyone please go home."

Then, the knight commander named Tony leaned down and grabbed Quentin by the collar, and then made him lie down in front of the saddle. Amidst Quentin's constant abuse and protests, the knight Tony rode his horse. He raised his whip, turned his horse's head, and slowly left here with a few construct knights. Quentin's followers followed nervously behind, and a group of people left in a swarm.

The remaining aristocratic young men in the Imperial City Gang dispersed when they saw Quentin being taken away in a panic. Suddenly, only the remains of magic scrolls and unmelted ice and snow were left on the long street. .

…

The Yulin Street covered with frost and snow became quiet again, and I was the only one left. I stood next to the piles of ice that had piled up after the ice walls were broken, and quietly looked at the piles of ice and snow. Speechless, Rengar was buried under the ice and snow. I could feel his weak breath of life slowly peeling away from his body bit by bit.

Even such a strong liger would not survive for long if buried under the ice and snow, not to mention that he was completely knocked unconscious.

Louis and his friends stood not too far away and gave me a thumbs up with a look of admiration on their faces.

Several Gripen knights walked towards me slowly. Louis walked in front and said to me with great admiration: "The weak fight against the strong! Jijia, you are really a magical magician who likes to do miraculous things. If Let the assassins in the Green Empire who are known as the nemesis of magicians see this scene, I don’t know what they can say!”

A griffin knight standing next to Lewis also looked at him with admiration and said to me pleasantly: "From the beginning to the end, he completely takes the initiative on the field and completely controls the rhythm of the battle. This behavior should be called For 'The Art of Fighting'!"

Another gryphon knight said: "I am very fortunate to be able to see such a wonderful competition. We have gained a lot. It seems that no matter what time, we can never underestimate a magician, and I am looking forward to the future." , being able to partner with a water magician should be something worth looking forward to.”

I smiled faintly and said a little embarrassedly: "To put it bluntly, this victory was just smashed with a magic scroll, and there is nothing worth showing off."

"Now that the matter is over, let's say goodbye. Jijia, do you still want to go to the Tower of Pride?" Louis looked at the five-color aurora in the night sky. Because the stars in the night sky had all disappeared, the time at this moment The concept was a little vague, Louis was ready to go back, it was already very late.

Things here are basically over, and all the lurking dangers have been eliminated. The "Dream Maker" assassin of the Black Magic Priory has been executed, and the heretics of the Black Magic Priory are now being hunted by the Magic Guild. Jointly arresting with the knights from the Imperial Capital Guard Camp, it is estimated that it will be difficult to plan various incidents in the Imperial Capital.

The liger assassin assigned by Quentin was beaten to the last breath by me. Quentin himself retreated in embarrassment because he owed me a promise. Maybe in the future, he won't have the courage to appear in front of me. At least he should be very afraid of me mentioning the duel to him.

"Almost, I still need to go over and take a look. I feel like I might be able to succeed tonight!" I said with a smile and confidence.

Of course it will succeed. I learned almost all the advanced runes about the magic of "Flexible Thoughts" from the scholar Sean. I practiced them all and basically had a sure win.

I pointed to the snow and ice piled up like a small mountain on the street and continued, "These have to be dealt with. Once they melt, I'm afraid they will flow into a river."

"Do you still have any remaining magic power?" One of the Lion Eagle Knights asked in surprise.

These Lion Eagle Knights are really high-quality. They can actually judge the approximate remaining magic power in my body based on the number of magic I cast.

"There is still a little bit. I rested for a while and recovered some!" I said casually. A trace of light blue magic power condensed on my fingertips, and I skillfully drew a magic pattern array in front of my body. Generally, I would not use the magic of "Time Stagnation" when I don't need to cast spells quickly, because that magic skill will consume a lot of magic power.

Under the guidance of my fingertips, huge ice blocks carefully broke into fine ice powder, and then as if there was wind blowing on them, the ice powder flowed into the ditches on both sides of the street. Soon, the ice and snow on this long street were cleaned up by me. The knights of the Guard Battalion Knights who were wandering in the distance saw that the situation had calmed down, and their nervous expressions slowly relaxed.

When they saw Louis and his friends leave, they slowly dispersed.

…

Only me who kept cleaning up the discarded scrolls and Rengar lying in the muddy water on the bluestone floor were left on the long street.

It is impossible to restore the long street to its original appearance. The tender green leaves on the trees on both sides of this long street have all turned yellow and fallen to the ground. These trees can only sprout tender green leaf buds again, but if these leaves are fully grown, it will take at least a week. There are also several cracks left on the bluestone slabs of the long street. They were smashed by the lion eagle knights when they fell from the sky just now. They should be repaired.

Rengar's face was as pale as paper. He was soaked in ice water, and his whole body was wet. It seemed that there were still ice chips on his body. There were some crystal water droplets on the surface of his skin. It seemed that there was only some air coming out of his mouth, but no air coming in. His sternum had completely collapsed. It should be that when the last bit of "momentum" in his body was smashed by the ice wall, his body lost its tyrannical strength and could not resist the gravity of the ice wall, which broke all his bones.

I squatted beside him, and Sister Guoguo's water element spirit also came over curiously. She seemed a little curious: Why is there a constant flow of water element magic power from Rengar's body, and the breath of life in Rengar's body has become extremely weak.

"Sister Guoguo, do you still remember him? He is the elder of the Elders' Council of Guluding Town, Rengar. He was the one who secretly handed me over to Mondetroya from his residence in Guluding Town. Now he is dying, and all this is over." I told Sister Guoguo's water elemental spirit. The water elemental spirit looked at Rengar indifferently, as if I were air.

The only thing that could attract her was the water elemental magic power floating in the air. Her eyes kept moving with the water elements floating in the air. Her soul and her body were as pure as a piece of transparent glass. At this time, I was reminded of Brother Qiangbahe, but he had no news for all these years. I even doubted whether he was still alive.

"Mondetroya is dead, and Rengar is also dead. The two biggest masterminds of this matter have received their due end. Next, I will try my best to revive you. No matter what method I use, I will try it. Scholar Yekis also said that he would help me. And Teacher Heidi, she seems to be more anxious about this matter than I am. Sister Guoguo, please wake up soon!" I murmured to myself.

After a long time, I saw that Rengar still refused to take his last breath. He lay in the mud and water with his last breath, relying on his own willpower to support himself.

It can be seen how much he doesn't want to die, but how can I feel at ease if he doesn't die?

It's already late, and there are knights from the guard camp waiting to collect the bodies in the distance, so I decided not to wait any longer. I should help him get on the road myself.

In a city like this, the death of a foreign follower, especially an orc warrior, is not a big deal, especially in such a duel, it seems even more common. Even Quentin and his people probably thought that Rengar was dead, and even gave up taking his body away and dumped it directly on the street.

"I'm in a hurry, so I can't wait for you to take your last breath, but I have to see you on the road, so I can only help you!"

After I said that, I took out the Shura Battle Axe from the magic waist bag, weighed it in my hand, and felt that the axe was too heavy, and it seemed too bloody to chop off the head with an axe, so I thought about it, took back the axe, and took the newly acquired kukri in my hand.

With almost no hesitation, the blade was pressed directly on Rengar's neck and cut straight down...

"Wait!" Rengar said these two words with a weak voice, trying his best.

I don't even know why I stopped. The kukri hovered on his neck and suddenly stopped. His pupils that were about to be dilated looked at me without blinking. I don't think an orc warrior like him would be afraid of death. Orc warriors have always believed that death is the beginning of another life, the embrace of the beast god, and the only way for every orc warrior. Therefore, many orc warriors are eager to die in battle, which is more honorable than letting them die of old age in the tribe.

Rengar is also an orc warrior who is not afraid of death, but he suddenly struggled to say these two words before dying!

I stared at him with suspicious eyes, alerting him to any unusual movements.

But it can be seen that even if I don't kill him, he won't live too long like this.

"I want to make a deal with you..." Rengar's words were a little intermittent, and his voice was very low. I didn't hear what he said later.

I cast a "hydrotherapy" on him to restore some energy.

His complexion seemed a little better, but the kukri in my hand was still pressed against his neck. If I pressed down a little, his body would be torn apart.

He struggled to move, but all the bones in his body were broken, and it was impossible for him to move at all. He could only keep looking at his chest. I reached out and touched his chest randomly, and felt that all the bones in his body had been broken. However, there was a hard object hidden under his chest armor. I took it out casually, and it turned out to be a copper key with a house number.

When Rengar saw the copper key, two rays of light flashed in his eyes again. His lips opened and closed slightly, staring at the copper key tightly. He organized his words for a long time before saying to me: "There is a house number on the sign. My daughter lives there. You can find her according to the address on this key card. If you can swear to help me take good care of my daughter, I will tell you a secret that you will never know..."