The Wizard of Winterhold In Marvel Universe

"Do you know what she said, catch Genbao?"

"Shou Lao, it should be another dragon in this world."

"It's nice to know that there is still another kind in this place, maybe I'll take time to visit it." Duneville stretched out his paw and scratched his chin lightly.

"So, you are also a longevity and the same dragon?" Mrs. Gao's cloudy eyes flashed with joy:

"very good!"

She pursed her lips and blew a whistle.

Following this signal, hundreds of people in black dressed as island ninjas appeared around her.

screeching—

There was a sound of knives being drawn in unison!

In the face of monsters they have never seen before, the ninjas are not afraid at all. This is not only because of Mrs. Gao's excellent leadership (brainwashing) ability on weekdays, but also because of the mysterious means in the Hand Society, which can revive them in the future.

Mrs. Gao gently raised her right hand with a wrench: "Give it to me!"

Dozens of ninjas scattered, surrounding Duneville;

The ninjas looked at each other, and the last elder stood up, jumped up first, pulled a knife in the air, and slashed towards Duneville's dragon head!

'Zheng-! ’

The sword and the dragon head intersected, and there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, accompanied by little sparks.

The old ninja looked at the dragon head standing on Duneville, looking at the unharmed dragon head, and couldn't help breaking out a drop of cold sweat.

"Master Musashi, cut that person!" There was a loud shout from the crowd below, it was his younger brother Kojiro.

Yes, there is one more person! The old ninja Musashi woke up like a dream, and with a loud shout, he raised his sword and slashed!

"Fus-RoDah!!!"

Nolan had already gathered up his strength when the ninja named Musashi jumped up and was waiting for him to come to the door.

Dragon Roar - launched with all his strength, a light blue sound hit Musashi, who fell from the dragon head without fighting back.

Hearing Nolan's dragon roar, Duneville was obviously excited. Before Musashi landed, it snapped its head and swallowed it.

The middle-aged ninja Kojiro couldn't help but took a step forward, then half-knelt on the ground: "Brother...Brother!"

Duneville ignored the ants in his eyes, turned around and continued to communicate with Nolan:

"Dragonborn, your Tumu is still full of power, even more powerful than I remembered. Being able to escape from the Soul Stone Tomb and have the opportunity to communicate with the same kind is really pleasing to the dragon."

"Nairn is no longer here, can the curse of the undead world still bind you?" Nolan asked curiously.

"I don't know, my body has gradually become one with the Soul Stone Tomb, but I don't feel the force it is trying to pull here. Maybe... I can stay here for a while?"

"By the way, your body and soul stone mound are one, so is it impossible for the ninja just now to be resurrected?"

"His soul has dissipated."

"Bagga!" Kojiro was suddenly furious, raised his sword and shouted, "Everyone, let's go! Kill the man on its back first, and then find a way to deal with this lizard!"

"はい (Hayi)!!"

All the ninjas started to run fast, and circled around Nolan and Dunneville: "Go!"

Six or seven ninjas jumped up at the same time, slashing at Nolan's location from different directions, and they were about to die in one hit!

On the back of the dragon, Nolan was not in a hurry. Between his hands, an unstable airflow was forming:

"Whirlwind Cloak!"

All the ninjas who approached him were blown away by a gust of wind and fell to the ground; and Duneville opened his mouth again, but this time he did not swallow people, but sent out dragons. Breath: "Roar—"

The blue flame surged out, and thirty or forty ninjas couldn't dodge in time, and were turned into black charcoal in situ by its dragon flames.

Seeing that her subordinate forces were more than half dead in the blink of an eye, Madam Gao's turbid pupils shrank.

She didn't feel bad about the loss of the ninjas, but she didn't know what means the other party used. In her perception, the "souls" of these ninjas had completely disappeared, and there was no possibility of resurrection. This could not help but make her back off.

"Forget it, no matter how important the ability of the iron fist is, no matter how precious the keel is, it is not as valuable as one's own life. The ability of this dragon and Shou Lao seems to be different. Compared with the full of vitality, it seems to represent Like death?"

Madam Gao thought to herself, and finally made up her mind to retreat first.

She didn't think she couldn't beat the opponent, but simply out of fear of death.

The older a person is, the more afraid of death. For Mrs. Gao, who has lived for more than 500 years, nothing is more important than her own life.

However, she made up her mind to withdraw, but Nolan did not intend to let her go.

Whirlwind Cloak is just a veteran-level spell, and it doesn't cost much for Nolan, who is wearing a blue-backed suit. He let the magic power surge in his hands again, turning it into a azure blue electric light.

The restless thunder and lightning made a chirp and thunder in his hands, and it seemed that it might explode at any time; and Nolan was ready, and let go of his hands: 'Lightning storm! ’

A laser cannon instantly cut through the battlefield and shot straight at Mrs. Gao.

"Hmph, the eagle-eyed subtotal!"

Mrs. Gao circulated the 'Qi' of her dantian throughout her body, and through her limbs and bones, she formed a nearly transparent 'egg shell' on the outside of her body under the agitation with all her strength.

"Hey!"

The lightning storm was intertwined with the shield, and they were indistinguishable for a while, and there were even scattered explosions on the surface of Mrs. Gao's air shield;

"That's all you are capable of?" Mrs. Gao sneered, but the sweat on her forehead obviously proved that she was not so relaxed. "If there are no more tricks, you can't help me today!"

Spicy Chicken Magic! Nolan cursed inwardly. Then, an ice flame rose from his hands: "Ice Cone!"

"Cicicles!" "Cicicles!" "Cicicles!" "Cicicles!" "Cicicles!"

The successive ice guns hit Madam Gao's air shield~www.novelmt.com~ but did not produce any effect. Instead, they fell to the ground and quickly piled up into a pile of broken ice cubes.

Seeing that the ice cone technique didn't work, Nolan changed the spell again, and his right hand ignited a fire: "Incineration!"

A large fireball hit the surface of Mrs. Gao's air shield and exploded at the same time.

The violent explosion shocked Mrs. Gao; she didn't put it down until she saw that the flame did not pass through the shield:

"What's the matter? Your moves seem to be getting weaker and weaker. Is your Qi running out?"

"Incineration!" "Incineration!" "Incineration!"

"It's useless! Give it up, your magic can't break through the protection of 'Qi' at all! This is the mysterious power from Kunlun!"

Nolan didn't talk to her at all, just kept smashing the big fireball.

Every time the fireball exploded, the temperature around Mrs. Gao rose. The latter noticed this, but didn't care.

Her body has been strengthened, and due to her special experience, she has a very high tolerance for pain, and the mere high temperature is nothing to her at all.

As long as she continues to consume it, her qi will continue to flow, while the opponent's mana is likely to be less lasting.

What she didn't notice was that the ice guns scattered on the ground and the heavy snow had slowly melted into water, and then rose into mist under the high temperature.

The thick fog gradually blocked the vision between her and Nolan. Just when the two of them were blocked by the fog, Nolan maintained the incineration technique with his right hand, and his left hand sneaked into the space bar and took out a staff.

One of the symbols of the Archmage of Winterhold: The Battle of Magnus!

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