I Am Doing Daily Tasks in the Wizarding World Chapter 176: Breaking the country (4)

Chapter 179 Breaking the Country (4)

Chapter 179 Breaking the Country (4)

Mogos is a magician. Since he was seven years old, he was selected to be trained by the Royal Academy of Magic of the Kingdom of Modo because of his magical talent.

After forty years of training and training, he has now become a great magician who is proficient in more than twenty kinds of magic.

Become an excellent instructor of the Royal Academy of Magic of the Modo Kingdom, contributing his youth and sweat to the development of the kingdom.

He thought that his life would pass like this, perhaps in another 20 or 30 years, when his body began to age, he would retire from the Royal Academy of Magic, return to his hometown with an honorary title, or join the Kingdom Academy of Magic Research Higher magic, to keep one's name in the book.

But everything was interrupted by a sudden war.

The sudden war plunged the royal capital into flames of war.

Mogos is an academic magician. Although he has actual combat experience, he doesn't have much experience. After all, who would let a precious magician go to the front line to fight? He only needs to sing magic slowly in the rear. alright.

Wait until the magic chanting is over, watching the gorgeous magic crush the enemy's body to pieces.

Oh, what a beautiful picture.

Mogos watched the kingdom soldiers in front of him collide with those green human-like monsters, they should be the legendary goblins.

Although this is the first time Morgos has seen a goblin, there are records of this legendary alien creature in the book.

In the books, goblins are said to be dirty, low, and despicable creatures.

It is said that goblins never take a bath, and they are timid and fearful. If they encounter human heroes, they will flee as soon as they meet, and they will not pose any threat to humans at all.

It is the lowest-level monster in the storybook, the most frequently seen and weakest creature in the early days of those brave adventurers.

But for some reason, the goblins in front of him felt completely different to it. These goblins were crazy, greedy, and had no awe of death at all.

The soldiers of the kingdom were constantly dying under the impact of the goblins. Morgos's eyes were filled with anger. He picked up the magic wand he made carefully. The magic wand in his hand took him several years to collect the materials. I also consulted other magicians in the academy for the perfect work that was finally carefully crafted.

He invited a well-known carpenter in the kingdom to carefully carve this staff, and also invited a gemstone craftsman to perfectly forward some gemstones he carefully collected on it.

It even melted some gold and drew lines on the wooden staff. From a distance, it looks like a statue of a golden lion wooden staff wrapped in countless gold patterns.

In the position of the two eyes, rubies are cut and inlaid on them, and there is a circle of green emeralds around the handle.

Other wizards in the Academy of Magic praised his staff as a perfect work of art.

Morgos was full of magic spells. After thirty years of practice, his speed of chanting a magic spell has been compressed from the first ten seconds to only six. seven seconds.

Under the heavy protection of soldiers holding huge shields around him, he recited all the magic spells steadily, and spit out the last obscure syllable.

The next moment, the bluestone slabs on the ground in front rolled like waves, 'Earth wave magic! ’

The earth rolled like waves, and the turbulent ground was kneaded wantonly under the effect of magic like a ball of plasticine.

A large number of goblins were caught off guard and fell into the mud with their legs, and some even fell to the ground accidentally. The goblins rushed forward one after another. In this situation, it was impossible to stop. They had to either move forward or be trampled to death by their companions behind them.

Countless goblins were trampled to death.

Mogos looked at the goblins in the small-scale chaos, with a smug smile on his face.

Then he prepares for the next spell.

As he continued to chant, obscure incantations continued to sound.

Suddenly, there was a cold light beside him.

Mogos's heart suddenly ached, he raised his head in disbelief, and the magic spells he was chanting were immediately confused. Fortunately, his level was low, and this level of backlash just made his mind swell.

However, this swollen pain is constantly penetrating outward.

Mogos felt that all his strength was being sucked away.

Brows frowned because of the pain, and he opened his mouth a little uncomfortable to call for help.

Are the guards around them all fools, or are they all blind, and they didn't respond to being assassinated?

Mogos vigorously raised the staff in his hand, and then knocked on the back of the head of the soldier who was holding a shield and wearing armor like a can.

When!

The soldier turned his head in doubt, and saw Morgos's cheeks full of pain and his trembling body.