There were no spells in her body, only the majestic power of the spell was ready to move.
He sat down on the hill made of the corpses of the conjurer, waiting for the woman with a holy smell to come forward and die.
"Spell power alone is not enough. Without powerful or fancy moves, how can you hit me? Hey, do you really want to die so that I can forgive the spell masters who dare to declare war on me?"
Liangmiansu Nuo put his chin on his hand and asked funnyly.
He was also a little tired of killing, so he simply rested for a while.
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