The werewolf was suddenly subdued by a pair of invisible hands. The crowd erupted into cheers. The ground was restored in the blink of an eye. The situation had changed so quickly that even Meg, who was still waiting for Julian to make his move, was still in a daze.
The giant crimson wolf closest to him had its claws less than half a meter away from his head. The smell of blood assailed his nostrils, but it crashed into an air wall that suddenly appeared, and was pinned to the wall. It was like a chick caught by an eagle; it couldn't even struggle.
Meg didn't feel much fear. After all, he had fused with Meg Alex's memories. This werewolf was no different from an ordinary puppy.
However, he didn't feel any subjective fear. Objectively speaking, this werewolf was still a great threat to him. Even if he had a cleaver in his hand, he most likely wouldn't be able to defeat it, so he didn't let his guard down.
"The strength of a tenth level Space Grand Magus is indeed extraordinary." Meg looked at the man who had controlled the situation with a wave of his hand, and calmed everyone down just by saying his name. In Chaos City, perhaps only the principal of Chaos School could do that.
Meg was naturally happy to see this happen. After all, it wasn't a good thing for the restaurant's image to have this kind of thing happen at the restaurant's entrance. It would be even worse if it left a psychological scar on the customers.
The corners of Mag's mouth curled up slightly when he saw Krassu and Mag alighting from the same horse-drawn carriage. Although it was more likely that his identity would be exposed if he came into direct contact with such a big shot, if he could establish a different image in the hearts of these big shots, they might become his greatest protection when someone suspected him in the future.
No one would have thought that Meg Alex, who had shocked the world with his sword, would become a chef who could cook all kinds of delicacies, a designer who could invent the steam engine and push the entire continent into the industrial revolution, and a genius mathematician who popularized the decimal system.
In fact, Meg already had a blueprint in his mind. Since it was inevitable to become famous, then this time, he would use another way to let the world know him as Meg, and not as the Dragon Slayer Knight — Alex.
As for the recovery of his combat power, that was his greatest trump card. Before he could be sure that he could protect Amy from anyone, keeping a low profile was the best way to survive.
Of course, if someone touched his bottom line, Meg felt that it would not be difficult to kill them.
Sargeras, who was holding a folding chair with one hand, stared at the werewolves who had been shrunk back to their original forms. His mouth was wide open.
If Krassu's fireball spell that repelled the giant dragon outside of Rodu was a display of strength, then Novan's ability to dispel the berserk state of the werewolf, who had broken through to the 8th-tier, with a simple wave of his hand, made them feel an unknown sense of awe and fear.
"Boss?" Kiel, Mond, and the others were still in a daze. They didn't know why those crazy fellows suddenly became crippled. Flames rose from their bodies as they looked at Sargeras in confusion.
"Withdraw, withdraw. The battle is over." Sargeras was the first to come to his senses. He withdrew the flames on his body, and hid the folding chair behind his back at the same time. An honest and harmless smile appeared on his face. It was hard to imagine that he had just slapped a 7th-tier werewolf with a folding chair and sent him into a berserk state.
"Yes!" The lava demons also retracted the flames on their bodies upon hearing that, and stood behind Sargeras. Although they didn't know what had just happened, they knew that the old man who had walked out from behind the crowd was definitely not a simple person to be able to cripple all those crazy fellows in an instant.
At the entrance of the blacksmith's shop, Sally placed Amy and Yabemiya on the ground. Her first reaction was to get Amy and Yabemiya out of danger, but she didn't expect the situation to be under control so quickly.
"Principal Novan, the master of space, and the number one spatial magic caster on the Norland Continent." Sally looked at Novan with awe and veneration in her eyes.
There weren't many 10th-tier great magic casters on the Norland Continent, but there were at least a few in each race. Perhaps there weren't many who were renowned across the entire continent. Aside from Crassus, the Lord of Ice, and Julian, the Lord of Ice, the master of space, Novan, was widely acknowledged as the number one spatial magic caster.
Sally had grown up listening to legends about them. She didn't expect to see not only Crassus and Julian, but also Novan after coming to Chaos City. For a magic caster, it was like seeing her idols, so she was naturally very excited.
"Yes, this is the one." Crassus made his way over to Amy's with a smile.
"Principal, these people …" Brandli asked as he pointed at Xixi and Lu Lu, who were still lying on the ground, as well as Sargeras and the others, who were all looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if they hadn't done anything wrong. According to the rules, even if they hadn't done anything wrong, they still had to be brought back to understand the situation.
"Treat the injured first, then do the rest according to your rules." A hint of surprise appeared on Novan's face as he looked at Xixi, who was lying on the ground, and the wooden tube in his hand froze slightly on her lower abdomen.
"Yes." Brandli nodded before leading Bob forward. He wasn't proficient in healing magic, and with Bob's powers, he could only do some simple treatment.
"They're under my protection." Right at this moment, a hoarse voice sounded from behind the crowd, and a path of ice and frost that was around half a meter wide appeared beneath Julian's feet, extending toward the entrance of the restaurant. Xixi and Lu Lu were both enshrouded within it, and the passersby hurriedly stepped aside to make way for them.
The snowy white frost instantly froze the blood on the ground, and at the same time, sealed their wounds. However, they weren't completely frozen solid. Both of them had lost too much blood, and were on the verge of fainting. Tears welled up in their eyes as they looked at one another from afar.
"What's going on?" Brandli's footsteps faltered upon seeing this. He looked at the hunchbacked Julian, and a slight headache welled up in his heart.
"They're under my protection." Crassus also pointed at Sargeras and the others with a smile, and said, "I really admire those guys who know how to protect my disciples."
Bazeer, who was leading the group toward Sargeras and the others, also stopped in his tracks. He had witnessed the entire process with his own eyes, and he was also very appreciative of Sargeras and the others. If it weren't for them, Principal Novan most likely wouldn't have been able to take control of the situation.
The outside of the restaurant instantly fell silent. The situation was completely under control, but things didn't seem to be going very smoothly.
"Master Half-beard! Master Turtle! Can you save Big Sister Xixi and Big Bear first? "
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