Chapter 285 Punishment

Since Goodrian Ritchie became president, he has always been very kind to the members of the meeting, especially those mages who have returned from studying in the United States. With such a heavy tone as now, that's something I've never seen before. It can be seen that the president is really anxious.

The mage sitting on the same helicopter as Adelin couldn't help but be timid and advised, "Elin, why don't we go down, and we don't have to really fight with those rotten corpses. You don't have to make it so stiff. Anyway, he is also the president. He has to give some face so that he can get through."

Edlin looked up and spewed a disdainful "hum" from his nose, "Give him face? He's the old man. Don't listen to him scare you there. He's just a hard-mouthed ability. What is my identity, Adlin? A graduate of the American Famous Magician Academy, a member of the Black Crow Brotherhood, can also talk to President Bellucci. Before returning to China, I had already joined the American Mage Association. Although I am in Australia, I am a regular member of the American Mage Association, not a member of the Australian Mage Association. It is a punishment that only the American Association of Mage has this qualification. Goodrian also knows this. If he dares to do anything to me today, it will be to hit the face of the American Mage Association and the face of the Black Crow Brotherhood. I don't have the courage!"

The mage is still waiting to be persuaded. Edlin has expressed his attitude to Guderian, "President Richie, are you threatening me? I won't be threatened by this kind of inferiority! Even if I die, I will defend my rights and freedoms! If nothing happens, I will go back to rest. Today is my day to rest. This is my right. No one can violate it! If there is any punishment, you can tell me later. After saying that, he ordered to the helicopter pilot, "Let's go. Let's leave this dirty place, and the ghost is willing to stay in this place!"

The fellow mage advised again, "Adelin, it's not good to go like this. Even regardless of Guderian's order, the mages who fall below are all face-to-face figures in various countries. Can you save them?

Edlin sneered: "What kind of favor? Didn't you see that the International Observer Mission rushed out before it was said that these were all conspiracies by the Australian Association of Mages? Even if they are rescued, they will not appreciate it. Only Guderian, the fool, can do this kind of thankless thing. If it were me, let them die in the city! It's better to explain it without them going back to add oil and vinegar. Let's go, let's go, it will delay my rest for most of the day.

The same machine mage was suddenly surprised and said, "Look, what is Guderian going to do?"

Edlin turned his head and saw that Guderian actually walked out of the helicopter.

Walking in the air, floating like a fairy.

It's not floating, but flying! Floating can only rise and fall straight up and down, and only flying can move forward in parallel so calmly! This is like the difference between a helicopter and a lift, but anyone who opens his eyes can see the difference!

"Adeline, this is the last warning! According to the eighth paragraph of Article 67 of the General Principles for the Constraint of the Conduct of International Law, in the case of a state of war emergency, all mages must unconditionally obey the unified assignment of the association and indeed carry it out! Now, it is a war between us and rotting corpses and demon terrorists. I have officially declared a state of emergency between mobilization. If you don't obey the order, I will judge you in wartime!"

"You think I'm scared!" Everyone is a red emblem. What can you do to me?"

Edlin used a floating technique for himself and asked the same mage to push him, and he flew out of the helicopter and looked very angry.

Guderian stopped talking, raised his staff high, and began to recite spells aloud. His speech speed is so fast that people can't hear what he is reading at all, and they can't figure out what spells he wants to use.

Edlin didn't pay attention to it at all. He also waved his staff and recited spells. His spell was short and powerful. He quickly finished reading it and hit Guderian with a freezing spell. If Guderian was hit by the freezing technique, he would fall from the world, but Edlin did not intend to kill Guderian. He just wanted Guderian to make a fool of himself in front of everyone. He planned to wait until Guderian was about to fall to the ground, and then remove the freezing and add a float.

The freezing technique hit Guderian accurately, but there was no reaction. It just stirred a circle of water-like ripples around Guderian. Obviously, Guderian put some kind of defensive spell on himself before walking out of the cabin. Edlin sneered in his heart and waved his staff again to perform the freezing technique. The number of times that defensive spells can work is limited. As long as you hit a few more times, it will collapse on its own. It is not a very wise act to cast spells in the air and add defensive spells to yourself. It will affect the speed and stability of flying spells and slow down the time of other spells.

However, when Edlin's third unsucceful practice of freezing was fruitless, Goodrian finally finished his spell. There were countless crystal bright spots around Edlin, shining like stars, and quickly gathered towards Edlin and the helicopter behind him. The air suddenly became solemn and stagnant. Almost all the mages over Sydney felt that there was some strange energy in the air, which hit everyone in the natural magic tide, bringing tingling, as if there were tiny spikes all over the body, numbness, pain and itching!

And Edlin, who was at the core of the power of the spell, felt even clearer. His body quickly became tired and dizzy. ** The skin outside began to turn red, and local ulcers appeared. Blood flowed out along his mouth and nose. His hair fell with the wind, and the indescribable boredom and nausea in his chest was endured. Finally, I couldn't help it. I opened my mouth and spit out a big pool of clear water.

"Is this...what... spell?"

Edlin didn't care about his doubts. He struggled to wave the staff and tried to use a powerful attack spell. He was an ice-water mage and the strongest ice storm, which could sweep the radius of a circle in an instant, quickly freezing all the objects covered by the power. However, he did not have the opportunity to use the magic that allowed him to get an excellent student diploma when he graduated from the School of Magic. When he tried to condense the spell, the strange energy mixed in the magic tide poured into his body and destroyed his internal organs directly from the inside. He could even hear the strange sound of his internal organs when they quickly decayed.

****I'm the dividing line of what*****

The update is not good. It's not good to ask for red tickets.

The network problem is really controversial. I'll write it quickly, and the next volume will be clear.