Chapter 150

Yeoncheong (聯靑)

Jjijijijijik...!!

A very small current from each other’s artifact is sufficient.

The magic power wielded by Lennok in the realm became the starting point, and like a conductor, all the electric shocks within the realm were coiled and connected.

Resonance as the reflux generated from dozens of artifacts connects like a dense spider web. turned into a giant chain.

At that moment, the weapon that the members were holding most preciously turned into a double-edged sword, aiming at the owner and causing a grand explosion.

“Aaaaaaaaa!!!”

The larger the capacity of the artifact you are holding and the more desperate your intentions are in it.

Also, the greater the magic power, the stronger the explosion.

It does not end at the level of simply losing a weapon. The blow that allowed Lennok’s magic at close range instantly drove the members out of combat and took away their consciousness.

The formation that was besieging Lennok with great momentum collapsed in an instant.

Even seeing it with my own two eyes, I couldn’t believe it.

The power of activating the realm that this is allowed only to a select few among the high-level wizards.

By specifying a space and changing the nature of the whole thing, raising the magician’s dominance to the limit, this is a state where it transcends the boundaries of magic and begins to interfere with common sense and laws.

At some point, I couldn’t even touch Lennok’s collar with my reason that was so blurred that I couldn’t even see the purple chains that were thickly spread under my feet.

charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

[Gravity Chain] Gravity-type bondage magic that increases restraint in proportion to mass [Gravity Chain] The fat man with both legs tied to five feet fell to his knees, oblivious to the violent rush.

I put two revolvers in those eyes that looked up at Lennok with a blank expression.

“Aagh!!”

I slammed four bolts of electricity directly into the screaming fat man’s head.

The fat man tried to counter Lennok’s attack by somehow raising his mana, but at this close range the mana in his body was no longer his.

The magical power that seeps through the body turns into a blade that pierces the owner.

I accepted the approaching death with all my defenses wide open.

Kwajijik!!

mighty warrior. excellent archer. Skilled spearman. Or a skilled magician and a search party.

Everyone who has been with Irina Pesfield in life and death is unable to properly handle the magic that exists in their bodies and disappears one by one.

In the center of the villa where the screams die down and there is a terrible silence.

She was the only one standing there with a distraught face.