"Are you done yet? Do you think I'm just a decoration?"
Zhang Xing sneered, "Long Yinian, go interrupt them!"
The Spacetime Dragon smiled strangely and disappeared into thin air. When he reappeared …
"We pray, the eternal oath of loyalty …"
When the fifty thousand magi recited the poem with their heads bowed and only the last line was left …
* Boom! *
Suddenly, a huge dragon appeared in the middle of the group.
Long Yinian still had that strange smile on his face as he spun on the spot.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
The magi cried out in fear.
"Ah!
What is that? "
"How did he appear?"
"Run!"
"Warriors, come help!"
"… …"
After a brief moment of chaos, a loud cry of fear caused all the magi's expressions to change.
"Ah!
It's a dragon! "
The magi scattered and fled while the warriors rushed forward to fight the Spacetime Dragon.
However, after the Spacetime Dragon swept through the magi, he disappeared in front of them.
He left behind a group of confused soldiers looking at each other.
"What's going on down there?
Where did that dragon come from? "
Gebre frowned and asked.
"Your Majesty, we're not sure where that dragon came from, but it's with Zhang Xing."
Grand Marshal Sparke was also puzzled.
"Could it be that Zhang Xing used some kind of spell to teleport the dragon here?
Is it a spell formation? "
Gebre muttered to himself.
"Damn it!"
"Clean up the dead magi. Have the 3rd Legion cast their spells!"
Gebre tossed aside his doubts and continued to give orders to cast the forbidden spell.
He really didn't care about the cost. Casting a forbidden spell to cripple fifty thousand magi showed how ruthless he was.
The fifty thousand magi of the 1st Legion not only had their mana depleted and their ranks regressed, they wouldn't be able to advance for the rest of their lives. Some of them would even die of old age.
Forbidden spells weren't meant to be played like that. They weren't of a high enough rank and forcefully casting it would result in either death or crippling.
The warriors at the front of the 3rd Legion were on high alert. They stared at the magi with wide eyes.
"Roar, our great God of Fire …"
"Eh?
They're singing again! "Zhang Xing's eyes lit up as he continued to interrupt them.
"Long Yinian, go again."
"Use your sky-burning, earth-shattering flames to sing the prelude to death … Forbidden Spell, Lava …"
Two more words and it would be completed. The soldiers of the Warrior Corps put down the burden in their hearts. Perhaps the last time was a coincidence.
However, before he could finish this thought, the last two words of the Mage Squad were about to leave his mouth.
Boom!
Another giant dragon suddenly appeared in the crowd. After a few twirls, it disappeared again, leaving behind dead and injured mages.
"This is infuriating!"
Emperor Gebrey, who had been paying attention to the situation of the mages, suddenly stood up.
He pointed down angrily. His lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't say a word. He didn't know what to say. Could he just curse Zhang Xing?
No, it was meaningless. It would only make the other party a laughingstock.
At this moment, without the deterrence of the forbidden magic, the magical beasts began to move again. Their hairs stood on end, and they arched their backs. Their limbs clasped the ground tightly, and they were ready to attack at any time.
"It's fine now, you can continue to attack!"
Zhang Xing waved his hand, and his faint voice reached the ears of all the magical beasts. Then, it floated to the 5th defense line.