In the original world, Meng Han knew that only when the voltage reached a certain level and there were good conductors on both sides, the discharge process would occur. In the current magical world, this process seems to follow the original rules.
In addition, it also follows another kind of magic law. The raging electric light seems to be able to penetrate everything.
All four magisters discovered this attack. In fact, before Meng Han could attack, the four magisters realized something was wrong and worked together to release a small magic shield. The reason why it is said to be small is that
It's because this magic shield can only protect an area like the Lord's Mansion, which is far inferior to the protective magic circle of the castle. However, the shield released by the four magisters jointly makes it difficult for ordinary attacks to be effective.
The only thing that made Meng Han happy was that the other party did not expect that he could release three such powerful magics in succession. The shield released in a hurry could not resist the fear of thunder and lightning, but at the moment of contact, it turned into
The fragments dissipated in all directions. However, Meng Han felt clearly from above that the four people had taken this opportunity to gather together, and then individually targeted the small area between them and released a more concentrated protective magic.
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Five seconds, the power of the eighth-level thunderbolt can only last for five seconds. In this short moment, Meng Han has already seen that the magic shield below has cracked one after another, and the shield above has just cracked, and the magic shield below has just cracked.
A new shield is produced.
The magisters below gathered in a small circle. In addition to the four magisters on the edge, there was also a man wearing a general's armor, and five or six guys who looked like masters at first sight. Five or six masters were there.
The general in the circle was protected in the center, and all the fighting spirit was fully activated. It seemed that a protective circle of fighting spirit was formed around the general's outer circle.
The magic wands of three of the four magisters have exploded. These three magic wands look like high-end goods at first glance. They probably have some high-end shield sealed inside. They have been completely destroyed by the thunder and lightning falling from the sky. No matter how hard they are,
It is impossible to recover even if they are charged with magic power. Fortunately, there are these three high-level magic wands, otherwise, the moment the lightning strikes, they will all be killed.
There are four other magical beasts in the circle. Meng Han cannot see clearly from above. However, each of the four magical beasts relies on their master, as if they are risking their lives and sharing all their magic power with their masters.
If it wasn't like this, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sustain it for even a millisecond.
At this time, no one cared whether they regretted not sending more magisters to the protective magic circle of the castle. Everyone began to rejoice that the four magisters were here and not far away. If not for the four
Everyone took turns to continuously release magic protection, and the shield they had to wait for a while to release was unable to block the lightning that filled the sky.
While they are fortunate, everyone is deeply afraid. The two people presiding over the magic circle are a peak magister and a senior magister, but gathered here are three peak magisters and a senior magister.
The five principalities sent a total of four peak magisters and two senior magisters this time. Unexpectedly, one peak magister and one senior magister were killed by a magician who didn't know where they came from. The remaining ones were still
With hard support, could it be that the person photographed by the Principality of Trans this time is a Dharma Saint?
But, when did a Dharma Saint appear in the Principality of Tarans and no one knew about it? But if it wasn’t the Dharma Saint, who could explain the three terrifying magics that looked like large thunderbolts and who released them?
? Thinking of this, the general who was surrounded by everyone felt a little bitter in his mouth. If he had known that there was a Dharma Saint in the Principality of Trans, who would think that he would live longer to attack the Principality of Trans?
The poor general has only one idea now. If he can survive this magical attack, then he will not care about anything else and immediately take his people far away from this place where he thought he could rob a lot of wealth.
Place. Even if you throw away all the wealth you have acquired, you will not hesitate as long as you can leave alive.
Five seconds of thunder and lightning. In just five seconds, the four magisters felt as if they had walked through hell. In addition to fear, they were exhausted. When the thunder and lightning disappeared, the four of them sat down on the ground in unison.
Sweating like rain. Despite this, several magicians still held on to the shield until the last moment, and it has not dissipated to this day.
"What should I do?" A master guard in the inner circle asked eagerly.
"The other party should not be able to cast such a level of magic." A mage who was about to collapse gasped and replied: "Unless he is a high-level magic saint, even if he uses scrolls, no magician can have so many of the same magic.
Eighth-level magic scroll." This mage who is about to collapse is the weakest senior mage among them. The blow just now has exhausted all the magic power in his body.
After hearing the magician's words, everyone felt a little better, but no one dared to relax. This was just the judgment of the magician on his side. Who knew whether the other party had it or not?
"What a hard shell!" Meng Han couldn't help but admire the top of his head. It can protect against an eight-level magic blow. Even if there are four people below working together, it is worthy of respect. It is obvious that the strength of the magician below is amazing. But
Meng Han did not show any respect or appreciation for their strength. He just said with some regret: "What a pity!"
Following his words, Meng Han, Demi, Joey and Julie launched eight large fireballs at the same time. After releasing them, they immediately grabbed them again and continued to release them. The eight in the first round
The big fireball is still floating in the air towards the target, and the second round has been launched again, followed by the third and fourth rounds.
Seeing the light of the fireball, the people below were simply out of their wits. The magician was right, the eight-level magic was indeed gone, but in exchange it was hit by more seventh-level magic. And the magic almost never stopped.
They were smashed down one after another. The magisters below could almost guess what kind of powerful magic it was from the powerful magic fluctuations contained in the fireballs.
"Perhaps the coverage attack of the armed helicopters in that world was like this!" Meng Han was throwing fireballs downwards while thinking in his mind: "However, I am stronger than the armed helicopters in that world now, at least those helicopters
There is no such thick armor!”
A red fireball fell down, just like a heavy artillery bombardment. The entire lord's mansion instantly turned into a sea of fire. The three peak magisters who still had some strength left could no longer care about many things and took out their own life-saving weapons from the bottom of the box.
Equipment, began to withstand this burst of unreasonable heavy artillery bombardment.
However, no matter how advanced the magic equipment is, it seems that it can block a few attacks of level seven magic. It seems to be the limit. After all, they are just magisters and have not yet become top magic beings, and they cannot have so many powerful equipment in their hands.
The problem is, there are more than one big fireballs falling from the sky, but one at a time, one every two or three seconds, and it seems like there is no end to it.
After struggling to withstand four rounds of attacks, all the magicians' hearts have fallen into the abyss. All the things that can be used have been used, and there is nothing that can be taken. At the critical moment of life and death, especially if you still have the ability.
When you think about it, even the pinnacle magister still has the bad nature of human beings.
A magician, obviously a magician of the air system, took advantage of the gap and flew directly into the air. A ring on his hand flashed with dazzling light. He deflected another round of fireballs and tried to escape.
The remaining two magisters below, Dahao, commanded their magic pets to face the fireball in unison. Amidst the loud explosion, one of the magisters activated some magic equipment. With the bloody light of the pet being exploded,
He disappeared without a trace in an instant. The other unlucky guy was directly faced with the fireball that exploded the magic pet of two people and still had embers left. He only had time to scream in surprise before his whole person was engulfed in flames.
The flying magister was so immortal that he flew towards Meng Han's armored vehicle from the bottom up. His speed was very fast. It was not that easy to hit the fireball in the air, which was far worse than on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Meng Han shouted directly at Diana: "Remove all levitation techniques!" Meng Han's words were an edict that no one in the car could disobey. Diana stopped without even thinking about it.
He took control and immediately reached out and took out the magic core embedded in a magic gathering magic circle.
As soon as the floating spell failed, the carriage immediately fell downwards. The mage who had just risen looked up and saw a rectangular guy crashing down on him. He was shocked and instantly saw a magic. He was very knowledgeable and knew that he should use it at this time.
Levitation technique, unfortunately, he underestimated the weight of the carriage. A levitation technique hit the carriage. The carriage seemed to only slow down slightly, but it still crashed down like a mountain bearing down on top.
The mage was so frightened that he even forgot to dodge. In fact, he couldn't dodge at all. He could only release the floating spell one after another above his head. Every time he released it, the falling speed of the carriage seemed to increase slightly.
Slowly, but before he could reach the fifth one, the carriage had already reached above his head.
At this time, the magister saw clearly what was hitting him. He didn't care about being surprised. He stretched out his arms to support the bottom of the carriage. However, he was driven by the weight of the carriage and involuntarily plummeted downwards with both the man and the carriage. In the air
Two more floating techniques were released, and both feet were pressed back to the ground.
It is a pity that so many levitation techniques only made the carriage's falling speed slow and acceptable. The magician thought that it was safe to slow down to this point, but he did not expect the weight of the carriage. Even though
Eighty or ninety percent of it was offset by the levitation technique, but there were still two or three tons left. With a click, the mage let out a loud scream, and was directly pressed to the bottom of the armored vehicle, with blood splattering everywhere. And the armor