Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard Chapter 147: The Fury of Thor (2)

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An orc shaman who followed behind the orc warrior waved his shriveled arm in annoyance. This shaman with his hair and beard all faintly white looked at Ryan as he was gradually encroaching on him with magic. The position that was finally occupied, was very angry, but also a little disdainful.

The orc shaman feels that the reason why Ryan’s magic is killing him is completely because the shaman has not taken any action, so the orc shaman held up the totem in his hands. Speaking out a series of ancient orc words, and then rushing to force the totem into the ground before Lion’s magic arrived, a light red halo immediately emanated from the top of the totem, offering sacrifices to the orc shaman and the couple around him. Ten orc warriors were enveloped in it.

With previous experience, both orcs and humans know that this blush created by the shaman can effectively reduce the lethality of fire magic. Ryan naturally understands, but he still does not hesitate. Threw the fireball towards the orc shaman.

Ryan's move immediately attracted the attention of both parties. Countless pairs of eyes followed the fireball and crossed the sky, looking at its target with anticipation.

"Boom!" The fireball focused accurately on the target, and a violent explosion occurred. The huge flame immediately enveloped the orc shaman and the orc warriors around him.

When the thick smoke produced by the fireball technique dissipated, the figure of the orc shaman and the orc warriors around him slowly appeared. Their bodies were not damaged. It seemed that even Ryan could not break it. The defense laid out by the orc shaman.

But before the cheers of the orc warriors were heard, Ryan's next fireball technique flew again. With a "boom", the fireball hit the target again, and the scorching flame once again swept the orc shaman into it.

After the smoke cleared this time, the orc shaman’s face was full of confidence, because his shaman’s secret method has resisted the attack of the human magician twice in a row, and he still has the confidence to resist the third time. The fourth time...

"Boom!" The third fireball released by Ryan exploded again, followed by the fourth explosion and the fifth explosion... Ryan's fireball technique continuously flew to the orc shaman to sacrifice The area where he was, then slammed into the red halo he created with the shaman secret method.

When the smoke from the seventeenth fireball exploded, the orc shaman, who was full of confidence, was already full of anxiety. Nothing left, the orc shaman hurriedly chanted the ancient orc language, ready to set up a defense for himself again.

However, Ryan would not give him such a chance. The eighteenth fireball had already hit the orc shaman sacrificial body who had not yet completed the shaman's secret method. In fact, Ryan continuously released 1 fireball, and it took less than 10 seconds in total. In this short period of time, the orc warriors next to the orc shaman hadn't even had time to react. They were just like that. Watching Ryan hit the defense created by his compatriots with fireballs one after another.

The orc shaman stiffly watched a huge fireball rushing toward his face, and the heat had already lifted his white beard. "The soul of the ancestors is here, I have never..." Before the thought in the orc shaman's mind was finished, his body felt a scorching heat and then turned to ashes in the raging flames.

Ryan succeeded in one blow, and then the subsequent blows continued to come. Fireball, Fireball, Fireball, four fireballs engulfed the area covered by magic by the orc shaman's rituals, wild flames. The elements swallowed the orc warriors sheltered under the orc shaman magic, and flew into the air with fragments of their stumps, and those incomplete limbs would burn quickly due to the high temperature in a short flight distance. Exhausted.

For 10 minutes, for a full 10 minutes, Ryan used a single person's power to put a blockade on the north side of the Royal Observatory. Even the most powerful orcs would be discouraged from this death zone composed entirely of flames. They would rather Going around a few hundred meters to attack the human positions in the other direction of the royal observatory, he was unwilling to face this human teenager who looked a little immature.

While Ryan fulfilled his promise, Victor also began a long magic ritual. During the time when Ryan was madly casting spells, Victor’s mouth quickly highlighted a series of magic spells, and his hands also drew magic symbols one after another in front of him. These magic symbols were under Victor’s manipulation. Slowly gathered together to form a large enough magic circle.

When the magic circle was completed, a six-pointed star pattern that was ten square meters large and composed entirely of magical energy appeared under Victor’s feet, and Victor did not hesitate to step on it. Into the middle of this pattern. When Victor stood in the center of the magic circle made by his hand, he closed his eyes tightly, but the whole magic ritual did not end there. On the contrary, Victor chanted more and more magic spells. More, his gestures were getting faster and faster, more magical energy appeared from him, and quickly poured into the magic circle under Victor's feet, and then radiated out through this magic circle.

The four royal magicians next to Queen Catherine soon noticed some clues. A huge force radiated from Victor's body, and a large number of magic elements began to slowly be attracted by this force. The gathering together, and formed a small gray dark cloud in the sky of Victor.

As Victor's spells deepened, the dark cloud above his head slowly began to expand. From the size of a fist at the beginning, it slowly spread to the top of everyone nearby, and then the entire royal observatory... …It was originally a hot summer afternoon, but the majestic light of the sun in the sky was gradually covered by denser dark clouds, and the bright sky gradually became gloomy, just like the eve of a storm.

At the beginning, the image of the weather did not affect other people. In the fierce battlefield on both sides, the warriors in the area bordering humans and orcs are fighting hard, while the warriors who have not entered these areas or are watching Watching the battle between Andreas and Orlando, or watching Ryan's crazy behavior.

When the **** cloud created by Victor had completely enveloped the entire central square of the Imperial Capital, the sky suddenly became dim, and outside that range, the sun was still shining brightly. This abnormal change finally attracted the attention of most people. Many people who have not yet entered the battle raised their heads and looked up at the sky hesitantly.

After Victor read the last note of the magic, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful force followed and radiated into the sky. Under the action of this force, the large black clouds covering several kilometers in the sky began to shrink and converge toward Victor's head ten times faster than when they expanded.

Under the control of Victor’s magic, these dark clouds that accumulate more and more began to be compressed continuously, their size is getting smaller and smaller, and their density is getting bigger and bigger, and its center gradually forms a circle. The ball, countless arcs were jumping and flashing around this core, making a very slight crackling sound.

All this was done in just a few minutes, so you can imagine how quickly those huge dark clouds are compressed. These dark clouds were originally created by Victor forcing the thunder elements together. While the huge thunder element is forcibly compressed, it is inevitable that there will be some leakage.

A look-down arc bounced out of the core and fell towards the ground, although the arc was pulled back by Victor's magical power a moment later. With just such a subtle movement, the magicians on the ground already felt the power released by the arc in this short instant, especially Minsk, the magician of the Royal Academy of Magic.

The face of the electric magister has completely changed its color, because just the little energy that Victor is leaking during the spell has made Minsk feel a deep fear, and said This electric magister has been specializing in electric magic for decades, but even if he tried his best to cast a 7-level magic "thunder bombardment", there was no magic power contained in Victor’s inadvertent beating arc. many.

"This is...what is this?" Minsk couldn't help but yelled out: "Why..." Minsk didn't say the following words, because he had reacted quickly and forcibly closed his own mouth.

Minsk’s reaction dazzled the other magisters. They are not very proficient in the magic of the electric system. If they simply assess their abilities in this area, these magisters are at best an intermediate magician. So their perception of the magic that Victor is preparing is much worse than Minsk, but they are also magisters after all, and their understanding of magical power is not as bad as Minsk’s, when Minsk’s expressions and behavior After entering their eyes, these magisters suddenly knew that the reason why Minsk was talking to himself was completely affected by the pressure of the magic that Victor was preparing.

A magic that has not been completed has already made a magister daunted. What kind of power is that? This idea emerged in the minds of several magisters, and at the same time, another word followed this idea and forcibly broke into the minds of these magisters.

"Could this be the legend..."

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