Chapter 1242: Harmless magician

"Monsters! There are monsters!" Outside the city of Soth, the collapsed soldiers were hiding everywhere, and there were densely retreats of the remnants of the Rock Empire on the road. Some people even had traces of smoke and fire.

A soldier grabbed the sleeve of an old man passing by, shook it desperately, pointed at the distant city of Soth, and shouted loudly.

The old man nodded, then shook his head again, and asked kindly: "Where is the monster? Why didn't I see it?"

"Don't you see? That fire-breathing monster! Someone rode that monster and burnt the ballistas on the wall!" The soldier glanced at the old man, gritted his teeth and continued to point away Chu was in the city with heavy smoke, and emphasized loudly.

"Yeah! Get out of here! Those monsters may be coming soon! They are coming!" Another soldier said to the old man as he passed by, supporting a companion who seemed to be injured.

"Oh, you said that, I saw it." The old man nodded and continued with a smile: "But, that's not a monster."

"No? Not a monster?" The soldier holding the old man's sleeve was taken aback, and then realized a serious problem. The old man's clothes seemed to be different from theirs.

It was a very large robe with a very beautiful pattern embroidered on it. A kind smile appeared on the old man's face, and there seemed to be an ethereal atmosphere on his face.

It's like, like an immortal-if it weren't for the old man to be a foreigner, he might be more like a Chinese immortal.

"Yes, that's not a monster." The old man nodded and looked at the soldier and said: "Even, they are not here to kill you. If they want to kill you, you can't escape at this moment and stand. it's here."

Marvin flew here all the way, because he was flying alone, so the goal was very small. Taking advantage of the chaos of the dragon knight attacking the city, no one noticed that he had crossed the line of defense and came here.

He stood on the side of the road, watching the driven soldiers with interest, and hurried past his face.

Then, someone finally talked to him, which made Marvin, who had just learned the local language, found it very interesting.

"In our world, that thing is called...Dragon Knight..." Ma Wen selected it, and then chose a word close to dragon in the local people's vocabulary. Although it is not particularly accurate, it can also make the locals understand what he said.

"The magician will control the Yalong, soaring in the sky to fight... However, that is almost what it used to be. Now, the dragon knights are no longer all over the sky, they are no longer brilliant." When it comes to this, Marvin Sighed with emotion.

The memories just now reminded Marvin of the glorious moments of the magician. At that time, the magicians of the entire world were powerful beings, they controlled the entire world and represented the most powerful force in that world.

However, later, when the Ailan Hill Empire rose, the mages’ glory was replaced by the magnificence of magic technology.

"You! You...you are in the same group with those monsters!" The soldier subconsciously released his hand holding Marvin's cuff, took two steps backwards, and then suddenly pulled out his own from his waist. Long sword.

Ma Wen was stunned for a moment, and then there was no change in the smile on his face. He spread out his hands, made an innocent gesture, and asked, "What? Are you going to do something to me, a harmless old man like me?"

God's humans and animals are harmless, even if Marvin is weak, he is a true magician. Moreover, when it comes to his magic cultivation base, he is definitely considered a powerful existence at the level of Fa Sage.

In a sense, the threat value of this weak and weak old man standing on the side of the road was much higher than the 60 dragon knights who attacked the city together.

The soldier and the companions around him would obviously be wrong. He felt that the seemingly weak and weak old man in front of him seemed to have no threat.

If they can kill an enemy, they can ask for credit and be promoted. At such a time of defeat, being able to kill an enemy is obviously a record worthy of boasting.

Ever since, the soldier who was supporting the wounded also put down the soldier he was supporting, and together with several other soldiers, drew out the long sword from his waist.

"Let's go together!" The soldier who first drew out the long sword firmly gripped his hilt, stared at the gorgeously dressed old man in front of him, and took a step forward.

Ma Wen shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he wanted to find someone to have a good talk with, and then ask where the commander or the person in charge of the other party was. It seemed that he was going to fail.

In order to have a good communication with the other party, he coughed, changed a warning tone, and said: "You better not choose to do it to me... This is a very stupid..."

Before he could finish his words, the opponent's long sword slashed against his face. The movement didn't happen much swiftly, but at least it looked very powerful.

Marvin avoided the oncoming sword, then grabbed the opponent's wrist with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the opponent's chest, frowning and yelling: "Don't come here! Otherwise, I'll do it." It's time to do it!"

Although what he was talking about was a real warning, in the eyes of the soldiers, it was completely scornful.

With ill-intentioned smiles on the faces of the soldiers, they gathered step by step, seeming to treat Marvin as a soft persimmon, ready to squeeze them.

At this moment, Marvin no longer intends to use flying magic to pull the distance away, because he is not a very bad-tempered old man.

If it wasn't for the extremely powerful power of Ailan Hill, if it wasn't for seeing the brand-new future brought by science and technology and the power of destroying the earth, what magician would be a good-tempered fish belly?

Marvin, who was already angry, suddenly burst into a circle of magic circles with inscriptions in his hands. While the magic circles were shining, the soldiers of the Rock Empire who were about to attack felt a wave of heat rushing toward their faces.

In the next second, the captured soldier saw that his wrist was being melted by the flames, and the armor on his chest began to deform due to the heat.

The long sword fell off his hand and shook slightly on the ground. Frighteningly, there was still a **** hand on the hilt of the sword.