Chapter 640

"Dead old man, open the portal, let's go opposite!" Altoria snorted, swung the staff violently, smashed a sneaking cheetah in the head, and then put it away, which made the well-informed vandal tremble:

Not to mention that the staff is used to cast spells, not to hit people. Even if you can, your strength is too strong. Moreover, why do you still have the smell of dragon nationality, and you are not any dragon nationality I am familiar with?

Altoria was keenly aware of van Dahl's eyes and snorted.

Vandal shut up immediately.

make fun of!

Azeroth's greatest professional ice method is, of course, the little girl Jaina.

But compared with the one in front of her, Jaina seems to be much worse. Among the mages she knows, only kadega can match the energy intensity of this level?

"Transmission shielding... Morgan found us and used the divine law."

Ambrosius felt it a little, then shook his head and said, "I can't break Morgan's border blockade. The agricultural goddess came almost."

"Morgan is in trouble with Gawain. The six left here are not Morgan... Let's be clear. Can we beat those six guys?"

Altoria looked at him and said, "don't kill us! Set this fire and the God of Avalon will kill us!"

"We can't fight, but containment is no problem. Don't you know your son's plan? What we have to do is to contain the six and destroy Avalon. The greater our damage to Avalon, the smaller the connection between this human God Kingdom and Avalon's God, and the worse her strength will be!"

Ambrosius sighed and said helplessly, "your son really dares to... Let an old man of my age work hard, and he has the heart..."

"... shut up!" Altoria snorted coldly.

She took a deep breath: "come with me!"

Soon, a group of people came to the lake.

There are many Lake fairies, fish people and other creatures in the lake.

Seeing Ragnaros coming from a distance, these people screamed and turned and ran away. They had no intention of confrontation. They didn't want to die.

Altoria raised her staff and recited the spell silently.

Countless frost runes appear and condense into a simple and domineering spell.

The lake in front of her began to freeze, forming an icy road.

It has been spreading far away and soon completely invisible. Only spiritual power can perceive it. It has actually extended to Avalon Island ten kilometers away!

At the sight of this scene, van der Dahl smoked from the corners of his mouth.

Jaina is far from achieving this effect, right?

The Lich King is almost the same!

"It's your turn, dead old man!"

Altoria's chest fluctuated violently. Obviously, even if she wanted to make an ice layer 30 feet wide, 10 feet thick and 10 kilometers long, it was not so easy. Her mana and spirit were consumed very much.

"These fire elements will melt the ice. Give it a mana layer to protect!" Altoria stepped back and made room.

In fact, Ambrosius can do it himself, but he is the main force of this battle and can't consume too much power.

Altoria was proud and promoted to a high-level legendary Mage at a young age, but she had to admit that she was still much worse than her teacher, not in qualification, but in time.

I've lived for hundreds of years!

Mages are not soldiers. In fact, they are somewhat similar to dragons. The older they are, the stronger their strength is. Those who are dying of old age do not count.

"Yes."

Ambrosius pointed and covered the ice with a purple light curtain.

It doesn't have much defense. It doesn't consume much mana. The spell model is relatively simple and the effect is simpler:

Insulation.

After 10 feet, the ice layer is as heavy as Ragnaros, as long as it doesn't melt.

But in any case, this relaxed and freehand spell is much better than altoria. The gap between the two is probably equivalent to Medivh and kadgar——

Yes, the former was stabbed to death by the latter. Both of them are mages

There are really few serious mages these days

"All right, let's go."

Ambrosius walked on with a staff.

Ragnaros was faster and rushed towards Avalon island with thousands of fire elements.

"Gao Wen... I don't know what's going on over there..."

Altoria couldn't help looking back and looked at the cross plane portal.

Although she couldn't see anything, her heart flew over there and worried about the only family member in the world.

"Don't worry, altoria, he'll be fine. My prophecy doesn't work for him. You should know what it means." The voice of Ambrosius came.

Altoria was stunned.

The teacher is the son of the demon God. To a certain extent, he can borrow the power of the demon God. His prophecy can even work for weak gods.

But not for Gawain.

Of course, it is not because Gaowen is stronger, but because behind Gaowen, there is a stronger existence than weak gods, which has been protecting him.

"My son... Is really great..."

Altoria suddenly smiled and smiled happily.

She strode forward and regained her original confidence.

……

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Temporary level.

The battle is getting fiercer and fiercer.

Out of concern about the external situation, Gawain and Arthur were a little worried and the attack became more and more fierce.

The scale of victory tilts slowly.

Finally, Arthur fell.

The king's sword and scabbard fell into Gao Wen's hand. He was hurt all over and there was nothing good from head to foot. The power of the red dragon invaded his body and did not heal his body, but destroyed his vitality.

The old lion, who never conceded defeat, finally lost, lost under his child's sword.

I don't know why, Arthur suddenly felt a little relaxed. It was like unloading all the burden. This feeling had never been felt before. It was so comfortable.

"You can not die."

Gao Wen suddenly said, "to tell you the truth, I really can't do it. Anyway, you are the father of this body. Although I can be cruel to kill my father, I still don't feel very good... My mother doesn't necessarily want you to die. Maybe she is qualified to deal with you."

Arthur smiled.

He tried to get up, and then found that he couldn't do it at all. His vitality was completely cut off. Now he was no different from a seriously injured and dying veteran. Finally, he could only barely support himself and sit, just like a lion licking a wound.

Alive?

Does it make sense?

The son of the red dragon and the white dragon, the lion heart king of the Principality of Qiandao, should he live like a prisoner?

As for altoria?

Beauty once existed, but now it's gone. Everything is gone. How can she be willing to see herself? Don't disgust yourself!

I don't know if the war outside is over, but his battle, the war of his life, is over.

It's all over.

Think about it carefully. Maybe it was a tragedy from birth.

Bear the deepest expectations and suffer the most painful blow at birth, then betrayal, deception, absurdity, the destruction of ethics and morality, and the decline of self-esteem and strength.

Used, kidnapped, saved, ended.

The track of fate is here, bending into a winding line, disorderly like hemp.

Life is full of suffering, death is also free.

Death is not the end.

It is said that even death and the underworld are not the ultimate destination of the soul, and I don't know where I will go after my death.

Gawain was silent.

From Arthur's expression and eyes, he understood his decision.

For a king like him, only glory is not dim, and dim is death. He will never allow himself to decline and die of peak and glory. For him, it is the greatest affirmation and best destination.

As for the destination?

"Want to go to another world?" Gao Wen suddenly asked.