"The excellence of a magician’s pet cannot be simply determined by its level. More importantly, it depends on the controlling ability of the magician and the tacit understanding between them." - A warning left by the War God Kampas to all Beamons and the world.
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With two tiny opponents in front of him, bound up like rice dumplings by tentacles, the Evil-eye Tyrant carefully used the "Inverted Purple Gold Bell" technique to completely eliminate the possibility of the desperate Beamon biting open his tongue and launching a Blood Arrow attack on him.
After eliminating this hidden danger, there seemed to be nothing here that could threaten the Evil-eye Tyrant - Yes, that’s exactly what His Majesty the Tyrant thought.
Just as the unequal magic contract of the Evil-eye Tyrant was about to be solidified in his jagged mouth, Guoguo, strangled by the tentacles, suddenly opened his mouth, emitting a "Frost Ice Bullet" into the magic symbols spinning in the blood-filled gaping mouth of the Evil-eye Tyrant.
There is an accepted common knowledge in the magic world of the Aegean Continent - no matter how powerful a mage is, they can be interrupted while chanting a spell, but they absolutely must not allow another attribute of magic elements to mix with their unfinished magic contracts. This is as dangerous as sparking a fire in a pool of fuel. The stronger the power, the more violent the backlash of magic - there is no salvation.
Guoguo is small, impressing anyone who laid eyes on him for the first time with his powerful strength and aggressive Frost Snow Pichu Beast.
The Evil-eye Tyrant was no exception, just the combination of punches complemented with a helmeted flying kick engraved an eternal memory of the creature’s strength in His Majesty’s mind. With his experience, he wouldn’t remember the specific characteristics of a Frost Snow Pichu Beast. To his eyes, there was no difference between this creature and an ant in the eyes of an elephant.
Why would an elephant care about the strength of an ant? If this ant had beautiful feathers unlike other ants, the elephant might take notice of this peculiar feature, just like the impression Guoguo left on the Evil-eye Tyrant. Besides one, there wasn’t a second one he could regard highly.
Not just His Majesty, even the Beamons in Emerald City were also likely to remember Guoguo for having toppled a Lava Carving Beast in the temple, brutally attacking the magic teacher Redkenap, and impressively swinging around an Octagonal Copper Hammer, forcing a petrified Earth Bear to injure its arm by jumping off the arena
Aside from Mage, who else would remember that this creature of misfortune was also a magical beast? Thɪs chapter is updated by novęlfire.net
When Guoguo’s "Frost Ice Bullet" collided with the magic contract that was about to be completed by the Evil-eye Tyrant, his immense magical power rebounded disastrously against him. The tumultuous, out-of-control magic power was like a rampant wild horse, instantly shattering the eyes on his eight sharp tentacles. All the powerful tentacles lost their grip, like a snowman being roasted in a fire.
Mage and Guoguo fell to the ground with a "thump".
The spherical body of the Evil-eye Tyrant skiddishly flew through the sky, crashing onto the ground. Its eight eyeless tentacles were frantically waving around, the sharp toothed mouth moaning a heart-wrenching howl, while waves of chaotic magic pulsed in its giant eye.
Mage struggled to stand up again, and before the bouncing Evil-eye Tyrant could land, he bit his tongue hard to squirts out the blood of a magic teacher using the "Blood of Patriarch" blood-bearer combo. The Blood Arrow landed directly on the main eye of the Evil-eye Tyrant that couldn’t be fully shielded by eight tentacles.
A "peng" sounded as a valuable glass window was shattered, and the main eye of the Evil-eye Tyrant was shattered by the Blood Arrow. To describe the damage caused by the Blood Arrow of a magic teacher as scary would be an understatement.
The pitiful Evil-eye Tyrant was given a bout of fatal blows in quick succession, his body plummeted heavily to the ground, making the entire plain groan.
All of the Evil-eye Tyrant’s attacks were executed by eyes. Now that it had lost all of its eyes and was enduring immense agony from the magic backlash, things had turned so tragically wrong that Evil-eye Tyrant could never have dreamt of such a fate.
Mage and Guoguo charged in together, picked up a rock from the ground, and pummeled the Evil-eye Tyrant with it. Mage, on solid ground rather than being hung in mid-air, had enough Dragon Power strength to smash a Giant Dragon. Meaning, dealing with Easter egg-sized Evil-eye Tyrant was naturally just a trivial matter.
Everyone else watched this spectacle in stunned silence, scarcely able to believe their own eyes.
They couldn’t believe that the mighty Evil-eye Tyrant was actually blasted away by a single blood arrow shot by the Overlord...
They couldn’t believe that a little "Frost Ice Bullet" from Guoguo had brought down a super-level Warcraft...
They couldn’t believe... there was too much they couldn’t come to terms with...
As everyone stood rooted to the spot in shock, a giant butterfly the size of a Chimaera fluttered over. It occasionally landed on the ground, folding its wings and sipping dew water, before continuing to fly high again. This giant butterfly had two eyes that were clearer than pearls and more pure than the starry sky, and the iridescent wings depicted magical symbols in intricate patterns.