The mages looked shocked as the robots attacking them turned into scrap metal in the blink of an eye.
"It's Master Wang Yang!"
One of the mages could not help crying out.
Among these mages, a female mage turned toward the direction the magic had come from.
The mage standing there was none other than Wang Yang. She looked at him with admiration. She was Belar.
She had entered Kamar-Taj with Wang Yang and that group of Apprentices.
She already had some grounding and had thought she could become one of the best of Kamar-Taj's new intake. She had never expected Wang Yang to overtake her through his astonishing talent and leave her so far behind.
She was still only an Apprentice Mage, while Wang Yang had already become a Master of the Mystic Arts and had even saved them.
Without Wang Yang, she did not think they could have held out for long.
Not just her, but the other mages also looked at Wang Yang gratefully.
"Stop staring. Hurry up and regroup with the Masters of the Mystic Arts!"
Wang Yang frowned as he reminded them.
"Yes, Master Wang Yang! Thank you, Master Wang Yang!"
The mages felt incredibly fortunate and left with profuse thanks. Belar kept looking back at Wang Yang, her feelings immensely complicated.
But Wang Yang did not notice. His expression was rather grim as he looked at the robots.
He had only recently returned from training, yet he had never expected to encounter something like this.
And these robots...
Had Ultron already been created?
He had recognized this robotic army at a glance.
And there were far too many of these robots.
Every robot seemed to be under someone's control. Ordinary intelligence could not achieve this kind of control.
It was even less possible for