Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Chapter 390 Elements, listen to my orders

"We're forming a military formation, aren't we, bro?" Evanson covered his eyes and shouted exaggeratedly. He couldn't bear to look at the fighting form below.

The attack of Karma Taj's mages when they first appeared was indeed amazing. They quickly cleared away the enemies on the periphery. However, after the mercenaries tightened their defense line, they were actually suppressed by the enemy's powerful firepower.

Hundreds of automatic rifles, grenades thrown from time to time, machine guns on off-road vehicles, especially the heavy machine guns mounted on the commanding heights of the city wall. The simultaneous firing of these weapons made it difficult for them to move, so they had to move closer together. Magic shields were set up for defense, and only when some of the enemy personnel reloaded their bullets could they move forward slightly.

Fortunately, their magic shields can be combined together, leaving no gaps for stray bullets to enter.

"The mages, especially the mages group, were actually suppressed remotely by a group of ordinary people." Evanson said helplessly, "I really don't know how to express my shock."

Evanson tilted his head back, because when the mage group moved forward again, a broadsword mine was triggered, and at least three mages flew out directly. Fortunately, the others reacted quickly enough and quickly compensated. The three mages seemed to have some kind of protective magic and were not seriously injured.

This terrible situation made Olifan lose his temper. "You must know that Kama Taj did not appear to fight the human army."

"Yes, you are here to prevent the earth from being invaded by outside magic." Evanson shrugged, and this lack of professionalism was barely an excuse. "But you should have expected that some enemies, especially the devils in hell, They will trick many humans into serving them.”

"Of course, but this situation is not common." Olivan nodded. "The last time I fought against the fallen who were bewitched by the devil was in 1943. I also participated in that battle in order to prevent the destruction of Nazi Germany." Serve, a special team that studies black magic, to summon the son of Satan to come to the world."

"But" Olivan shouted excitedly, "the most difficult weapon in that battle was just a submachine gun. Most of them used semi-automatic rifles."

"I just said there is no benefit in breaking away from the times." Evanson shook his head and said to Melinda, and then turned around and said, "Look at how enlightened the Supreme Mage is, can't you subordinates keep up with the times? "

It's okay for you not to update weapons and tactics for 60 years.Look at the spellcasters in Azeroth. On average, they will carry out a major innovation of the spell system every six months, and they will also make small adjustments from time to time according to the needs of the situation.

"We have advanced enough with the times. We have been paying attention to the development of human society, and we are very happy to accept the new things you invented." Ollifan shouted angrily, "But it is not so much that our acceptance ability is too weak. It’s better to say that ordinary people have developed too fast in killing each other.”

"They are indeed overwhelming in terms of developing weapons to deal with themselves. But this does not change the fact that you are already behind the times." Evanson snorted and said, "It's time for you to face up to the power of ordinary people."

Olivan did not speak. For a long time, Karma Taj has despised ordinary people. No matter how powerful the weapon is, it is not an ordinary person who can control the weapon. Any magician can kill him easily, so the strength is weak. The distinction has not fundamentally changed.

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bsp;But now this battle has shattered their arrogance.When ordinary people with weapons unite together, the advantage of magicians is no longer so great.Olivan even thought that if people like him did not let go of their prejudices, at the rate of development of human technology, the weak advantages of magicians would soon be equaled, then surpassed, and left far behind.

Haha Olivan suddenly had a ridiculous idea. Maybe when he wakes up in a few decades, he will find that only magicians are left on the earth, and ordinary people have all immigrated to Mars.

Well, Evanson looked to the side away from the battlefield and seemed to find something unusual.No wonder this little girl Claire blew a whistle and so many people came all of a sudden. It turned out to be extracurricular teaching.

"But it's time to get out of class." Evanson summoned the nightmare horse and rode on it, running towards the battlefield directly against the nearly 90-degree cliff.

After approaching the battle line, Evanson reined in his horse and shouted, "Elements, listen to my orders." Although he was on a battlefield with roaring guns, his words seemed to go straight into the soul, and everyone present listened. Be clear.

Some mages couldn't help turning their heads and saw Evanson, who was filled with terrible magic power. Some words appeared in their minds unconsciously. He came from the door, riding a horse burning with flames, holding high the symbol. The scepter of death brings destruction to the world

"The twisting wind corrodes for life." Evanson waved his staff, releasing a shadow storm, and large areas of enemies were directly broken into black sand.

"The water of pain is endlessly poisonous."

Some mercenaries who were still shocked that their comrades suddenly turned into gravel were horrified to find that their skin was melting like a candle, and finally turned into pus after taking their last breath before their eyes.

"The fire of death covers the sky and the sun"

So terrible, so cruel.Evanson's attack methods had completely broken the nerves of these desperadoes. They began to scream, panic, and flee, but more direct attacks fell from the sky without mercy.The burning Liu Hong crashed into the middle of the crowd, killing more than a dozen people with each explosion.

"The land of collapse, swallowing all things"

The mercenaries were completely desperate. Some were kneeling on the ground in confusion, waiting to die. Some were praying loudly to the gods they believed in in their native language. However, the ground under their feet turned into a piece of magma, turning them into lava. Devour completely.

"This is the battle of spellcasters, salty fishes." Evanson urged his horse to walk slowly in front of a group of mages. Watching them lower their heads in awe, he felt secretly happy.

But his expression suddenly changed wildly. Even when an off-road vehicle suddenly drove out of the castle, he didn't even bother to take a second look. He just pulled the reins of the horse and turned around and galloped away.

"Why are you still standing there? Run away quickly," Evanson shouted loudly as he ran, "There are two more ruthless ones coming inside."

Just when all the mages were confused, they suddenly felt the ground under their feet shaking uncontrollably. They didn't care so much and just opened the door to teleport. After the last mage jumped into the teleportation gate, a large amount of magma sprayed out from the castle. came out, forming a large lava lake.

"Hahaha" two figures stepped on a rock formed by the cooling of lava, and were carried forward by the lava like surfing "The flames are burning in the shadows"