"You mean to say that the magic power here has disappeared and you can't conjure up anything for the time being?!"
The brush taps the drawing board twice to indicate that it is correct.
It can actually change, but it consumes its own magic power.
Only a fool would do that.
Abel didn't lower his voice, and everyone nearby heard what he said.
And as a representative, he stood at the forefront.
"You should just surrender..."
Fiennes was carrying on his speech slowly when he heard Abel's words.
The next second, his voice stopped abruptly.
Fiennes stared at Abel in shock.
"What did you say, there's no magic here?!"
Doesn't that mean all wizards can't use magic? !
Everyone looked at the neglected battle in the middle.
Edgar dared not move.
Faced with a manpower and guns that outnumbered him by several times, he had lost all thought of resisting.
Fiennes asked directly.
"You guys lost the magic power?!"
How long has it been gone? How extensive is the situation? Is it temporary or permanent?
Preferably permanent.
He added in his mind.
Hearing this, hope rose in Edgar's heart again.
"Yes, I sealed it! As long as you adults save me, I will tell you the method!"
"Sir, those wizards are the culprits behind the recent unrest on Blue Star!"
Everyone fell silent.
Edward's heart tightened, then relaxed.
Many of the props used by the extraordinary people require magic power, so it is normal for them to discover this.
but……
Edward weighed the submachine gun in his hand, which was almost empty, with full confidence in his eyes.
They would not side with Edgar.
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