WHERE NO MAGIC FLOWS
Eeh, scary…
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“What is that old man thinking?! He – both of them – need to die!
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Open it. Lynne sent a telepathic transmission to Y’se, who could only sigh and obey.
They’ve really prepared… eh, what?
Why is there a random opening in the formation? Wait… her eyes quickly found the two figures standing hundred or so meters in front of the formation’s breach. One held a massive, blazing scythe, while the other held a pair of two-meter long spears in each of her hands.
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They really are confident, huh? Well, let’s do this then… He glanced back at Thalia and winked, upon which she rolled her eyes and rose up into the air. Parsia, Ayya, interrupt massive, distance-based spells aimed at me, and pick off their medium-ranged fighters. Chief, Commander, standby. Dad, order them to fire at my position on my signal. Y’se, stop fidgeting. I’ll be fine.
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Dad, now! He thought as he clasped both his hands again, causing both the scythe and Chakrams to disappear, before he himself suddenly retreated back to his position. Where he stood a moment ago, nearly a thousand figures descended with their own weapons and spells; however, before they had a chance to retreat, from the far sky fell a golden pillar of light, showering them all in eternal plight. Screams slithered out the sounds as pillar of golden light turned crimson, creating a massive pit in the desert.
Is… is he really an Empyrean Child?!
Parsia, Ayya, Lynne thought. My left, use formation flames. Commander, Chief, twelve incoming; use the killing array. As he gave out commands left and right, he quickly began restoring his Mana. Although what he did appeared simple and easy, it cost him nearly a quarter of his total Mana, already making him short of breath. I expected to catch at least five thousand, he thought, smiling bitterly. Aah, now the real thing begins.
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What now? Fight, of course.
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Dad, Parsia, Ayya, now! Y’se, give me temporary shield! Thalia, take care of my back!
Hah, this is as far as I can go, huh? He thought as he swept circularly with two Chakrams, sending dozen or so heads flying. Oh well, it’s not bad. Too early to go out, though.
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