Chapter 57 Is Wharton Really Dead

Even if Wharton could foresee this, it was still useless!

The magic power in his body had been consumed up in the fierce battle just now.

Although his speed of recovery was several times faster than an ordinary mage, it was not enough for him to use the magic defense in just a dozen seconds.

Therefore, Wharton was almost the same as that of an ordinary person at present.

He couldn't resist the silver light wolf.

It was too late to dodge mythological space or summon the immortal bird and frost dragon.

"Am I going to die again? Damn it! My life in this magic world has just begun."

Wharton felt a little unwilling.

In the face of the crisis of death, people's consciousness seemed to feel that time was very long, and everything around them seemed to slow down.

He could even feel that the Russell teacher and members of the team of myths in the distance were also in extreme panic.

But it was too late to rescue him at a distance.