I, Who Wields A Hammer, Am Really A Mage!

Chapter 174: The Real Protagonist!

Frozen the ice coffin of the seventh-level magister, it looks like a super defensive spell.

It's a pity that although he is smart, others are not stupid.

When he used the ice coffin to protect himself, the forbidden curses Breath of Ice and the forbidden curse Dark Night directly focused on him and began to concentrate their firepower output.

The breath of ice shattered his ice coffin, and the night's devoured his body.

Even before the Forbidden Curse Quicksand Waterfall had time to make a move, this seventh-level magister who thought he was smart disappeared in the field first.

Clever was misunderstood by cleverness, he became the first seventh-order magister to die.

At this moment, the three major forbidden spells are killing each other, and the three seventh-level magisters who released the forbidden spells are fully committed to maintaining the effects of the forbidden spells, and have no intention of caring about others.

Black Light, the seventh-rank titled knight, tried his best to release his sword skills, so that everyone in Xingyue City could temporarily avoid harm in the area of ​​the forbidden spell!

And the last seventh-rank black mage who released the large-scale spell seemed to be a weight affecting the victory of the battle.

At this point, he has two options:

One, help the black mage and kill Wang Zibin and the others.

Second, help Wang Zibin and the others, attack the other two black mages!

Between the two choices, the seventh-level black mage decisively chose the first one, and chanted another large-scale spell.

At this moment, the balance of victory has tilted towards the black mage!

Seeing the seventh-level black mage starting to cast spells, everyone in Xingyue City looked at Wang Zibin:

The reason why they are willing to follow Wang Zibin, implement this plan, and come here is because they believe in Wang Zibin.

Originally, they were thinking of taking advantage of Wang Zibin's momentum to lure the Wild Lion to make a move.

But Wang Zibin rejected such an idea, but chose to personally visit this muddy water.

The people in Xingyue City are not stupid. They saw Wang Zibin's exit in person, and they knew that Wang Zibin, who spent thousands of crystal coins every day, must have a perfect plan.

Otherwise, Wang Zibin would not be able to risk his life to find the treasure of an eighth-level magister of unknown value.

This is the idea of ​​everyone in Xingyue City, and it is also their practice.

At this last moment, they knew that it was time for Wang Zibin to come out and finish.

Wang Zibin lived up to everyone's expectations and shouted:

"Come on, Mia, let them see how good we are!"

To be honest, Wang Zibin's sudden roar really startled everyone, thinking that Wang Zibin was going to make a big move.

But after they understood what Wang Zibin was shouting, everyone had black lines on their faces:

Why are you yelling so loudly? Those who didn't know thought you were going to rush up!

After a long time, you called a half-orc maid to rush?!

No matter what everyone thought, Mia nodded obediently, clenched her fists, and was ready to start fighting.

But before Mia could play her role as a fighting maid, Andre, who had been bored for a long time, took the lead.

He raised his hand to his chest, clenched his fist, and punched with all his strength in front of him:

"Ping A!"

Yes, this is just an ordinary full-strength punch, without any moves or fancy names.

It is flat A!

However, it was such a punch that produced afterimages, sonic booms, and terrifying shock waves visible to the naked eye!

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the shock wave centered on Andre's fist flattened everything around.

Make no mistakes, just smooth everything out!

Ice, darkness, violent sand, the three forbidden curses dissipated instantly under the shock wave!

The three seventh-order magisters were turned into bloody mud under the shock wave!

If I had to describe the tragic situation of these three seventh-level black mages, it would be that the moment the shock wave hit their bodies, their defensive spells and their bodies were scattered by an irresistible force!

In other words, the flesh, flesh and bones that made up their bodies were simultaneously broken up, as if thrown into a large blender, and turned into blood mud!

Shocking, amazingly shocking!

Felton put down his magic wand with a blank expression:

In the last second, he was still exerting all his strength to maintain the forbidden curse of ice breath.

And at this second, his forbidden spell dissipated in an instant, and the magic power in his body was evacuated together.

How should I put it, this feeling is like when I thought I was performing with all my strength, but suddenly found that the protagonist is not me.

I am just a supporting role before the main character goes on stage, doing his best to set off the atmosphere.

Like Felton, there is also a black light.

Hei Guang looked at the empty surroundings, and then at the long sword in his hand, feeling quite dazed when he drew the sword:

...asking for flowers...

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

As for Gu Jin and Oswald, two people who were originally supporting roles, they looked at Andre dumbfounded, feeling their knees go limp, ready to kneel down at any time.

If at this time, someone shouted "Kneel!"

Then these two people will definitely kneel down without hesitation.

Wang Zibin looked around and nodded in satisfaction:

Good ten results are exactly the same.

When Andre takes the shot, that's when the real protagonist comes on the scene.

And Andre, as the protagonist, appeared quickly and exited quickly.

Andre, who blasted a "Ping A", retracted his fist, and restored the image of a silent bald man.

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"Cough!" After Andre left the stage, Wang Zibin seized the opportunity to cough dryly, showing his presence, and said:

"Okay, now we can take a look at what the eighth-level magister left behind!"

With that said, Wang Zibin turned to look at the boulder.

But as soon as he turned around, Wang Zibin let out a scream:

"My treasure!"

The huge boulder that was originally a whole piece is now covered with cracks!

Uh, obviously, when Andre made a move, he also attacked the boulder.

Seeing the cracked boulder, Andre was expressionless:

As long as I am not embarrassed, it is someone else who is embarrassed.

No one noticed, a drop of cold sweat dripped down Andre's forehead.

Apparently, Andre's mood was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

After screaming, Wang Zibin quickly approached and touched the boulder with his hands.

And with this touch, the surface of the boulder fell off piece by piece along the cracks, and a large hole was exposed from the boulder.

After seeing the hole, Wang Zibin wiped the sweat from his brow:

It was a false alarm, it turned out that the door was just broken, small problem, small problem.

As Wang Zibin saw, Andre's punch just now forcibly shattered the magic circle of the eighth-level magister, and it disappeared together with the huge stone-shaped door.

But Wang Zibin doesn't care about the door, he only cares about what's inside.

Then, Wang Zibin walked in with everyone......