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Chapter 183 The confrontation with the archmage

It’s not over yet…

I'll do it as soon as possible

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This voice became real, because the speaker had directly crossed the barrier of space from a distance that needed the help of magic net to transmit power.

But it was too real... The old, hollow voice was like thunder, coming from the huge broken cave. It was impossible to tell the source. It seemed to be pouring in from all directions, directly oppressing everyone's soul.

The whole space was shaking. The feeling was similar to an earthquake, but subtle... At first, the rumbling sound was just unsteady, extending from the space into the distance. But as time went by, the terrifying vibrations became almost...

It was followed closely, coming from the depths, and then, the surrounding space seemed to have begun to overturn.

On the wall, the magic light source that had started to weaken seemed to be injected with energy, suddenly burst out with a dazzling luster, and then exploded with a bang... The flickering light and shadow echoed the vibrations and loud noises, making people feel like the earth was shaking for a moment.

The end of the shake

I felt as if I was in a dice cup, and when everything slowly stopped, the magic light source was completely extinguished, darkness gathered from all sides, and dust fell like a downpour, with choking thick dust, everything in the space for a while

Can't see

Then, those bulging and condensed rock veins began to glow red and bright, replacing the light. They surged out of the ground with sharp tails, entangled themselves, and made the surrounding air burn.

"Damn it, you brainless elemental creature, look at the good things you have done, what do you really want to do? Huh? What do you want to do?"

When that violent voice sounded again, a huge hole opened in the wall of the mage tower, and light and storm poured in from it, but the source was not the moon, but a human figure.

Edward raised his eyes and first noticed the messy hair on his head. They stood up and trembled like a large feather duster as he spoke, which was a bit funny; but then, no matter who looked at it, it fell on the golden hair.

Rune's robe would turn his smile into surprise and fear, not to mention that in Edward's field of vision, that short figure was bursting with such brilliant magical power that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.

You don't need to guess to know that this is the real owner...

Edward couldn't help but sigh.

He never thought that this damn thing would be so reckless or stupid to make such a big fuss. But what was even more fatal was that this stupid but powerful guarantee actually destroyed a magician's magic tower.

A big hole has been opened, and it seems that it will be completely destroyed otherwise it will not be finished...

The excitement of getting help has disappeared, replaced by deep depression... I just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's mouth again - in order to escape the deadly threat, I was forced to rush to a completely unknown future.

Deadly magical energy spurted out from the ooze-like tentacle like a scorching river of lava rushing towards the mage, but it was blocked by the magic shield bursting out from the old mage's body - a triggering spell without the need to recite a spell.

Gesture, when the caster is attacked, the magical energy stored in advance is instantly activated, establishing an unbreakable defense system.

The master who was hiding in the shield calmly raised his hands. He just raised his hands. A large piece of ice crystal was already pouring out of his hands.

Fire and ice, the most primitive energy colliding with each other, triggered a pure and magnificent explosion.

A mage who is correctly and fully prepared is invincible - this is a motto that mage believe in

Not to mention a *** teacher

Magical protective auras of different colors and types flash around his body. From the lowest level shield to the top-level golden bell that can withstand almost all weapon attacks, it can be said that he is protected almost perfectly.

Edward lowered his gaze, a little surprised... This was the first time he saw a person able to control his mind so well - from extreme anger to extreme calmness. Even with the ability of self-hypnosis, he couldn't do it instantly.

do it

Of course, this time is not suitable for admiration... Observing, decomposing and then disrupting is no longer something he can do. Therefore, at this critical moment, he seems to have become a spectator instead, and can only watch 'himself' and murmur

He muttered a series of detailed mantras, smashing and disrupting the newly brewing magical abilities around the opponent into violent winds.

We must leave... No matter how powerful the elemental creature in front of us is, it can't beat a magician... at least it won't be much higher in flexibility.

The salty taste and the added blood are like paste, and one breath of it can almost make your lungs clog.

"So, did you appear out of thin air?"

"What?" A wall shining with colorful luster rose out of thin air in front of the master, blocking the deadly lava, but it could not block the high temperature. His messy beard immediately turned yellow and curled, making his expression...

A bit more ferocious

"If you didn't appear out of thin air, then who made you? And why don't you take orders from someone?"

"I am a human being, and you are not just a tool or an object." The master snorted: "As for other things, my power is enough to make me the rule maker, and you are just a poor creature."

"The rules you specified mean that I should obey you? It doesn't make sense. I am a tool, but you are not even my maker. You have no rights. Can you be the maker of rules if you are powerful? Then let's do it

Try it and see if your power is really as strong as you say."

His semi-fluid body can neutralize almost any energy, fire, acid, lightning, undead... all of them are meaningless. Only coldness may cause some trouble, but those small magics that are not hot enough can even

The following functions cannot be used to hinder his progress... When the tentacles volley and strike, only the airtight force field spell can simply keep him out.

"No, it seems that I can choose, a very natural and simple choice. Since I am just a tool, then I can choose an existence that determines my destiny, right?"

His current ability may be able to deal with a high-level mage, but that requires making specific arrangements on the battlefield, such as finding the opponent's weaknesses, and taking them by surprise... However, the stout guy in front of him is so energetic.

It is as unshakable as a mountain cliff. All things related to mental control or disturbance are just like tiny needles in front of this mountain wall.

The magician was almost furious. However, under this situation, his extraordinary spell-casting ability was limited after all. The terrifying elemental creature was extracting the power of the entire magic tower, and slowly integrating it into one, expanding

Even with his own energy and volume, even some of the power he sends out cannot quench the hot lava.

The floor of the entire underground hall was already like a pool of eggs sizzling on a frying pan, and even the walls were dripping with water. The elves with limited mobility did not even have time to scream, and were instantly roasted by the unbelievable high temperature.

It died, curled up into a small black ball of charcoal, and then was sucked into the swirling magma.

At the moment when his thoughts had no time to flow, the indescribable luster seemed to seep into every pore of Edward's body, his taste buds were jumping, his brain was boiling, his nerves were tense, his bone marrow was surging... His eardrums were buzzing, and his heart was pounding against his chest.

Fleeing from fear, the lungs expand greedily, taking in every bit of pure oxygen - that is an undoubted evil force. They are rolling and running, seeming to dissolve into every cell and every drop of blood in the body, from the inner island to the outside.

It was a gray haze, and all kinds of bizarre images were circulating in front of my eyes like a revolving lantern. I couldn't see anything clearly. Each scene was like a bubble in a deep pool, which was pulled out of the surface of my memory for a long time. The sense of time has been confused.

The soul and body are divided into two parts

...It seems like a few seconds, but it also seems like dozens, hundreds, or thousands of years

However, the warlock finally woke up from the feeling of being able to run, and the barrier of will tempered by pain finally withstood the biggest test so far.

He shook his head slightly, gradually washing away the confusion and absurdity brought about by the feeling of time, and then slowly brought his hands together, wrapping the layer of light in it.

But the increasingly intense and pervasive heat was baking them methodically, until the poor magical protection was exhausted, making every breath they took feel like they were swallowing fire. Some elven priests even tried to cast spells to support their dying breaths.

, but halfway through the incantation, the lips already stuck together...

At the end of the seemingly endless heating, several bright spots like stars appeared in the black and gray clouds.

The surroundings finally began to cool down a little, and the temperature continued to drop, because the black and gray smoke clouds had rolled up, forming a huge fuzzy shape that almost reached the top of the temple - those black clouds scattered in the outer layer were countless extremely fine particles.

Constantly switching between disappearance and condensation, and deep in the black clouds are countless dark storms, which are a mess that is only restrained by some force and cannot erupt.

Arguing with a fool is probably the greatest sorrow of a wise man. The master let out a roar. In the blink of an eye, he had summoned dozens of ice guns in the air, and with a wave of his hand, there was a popping sound and a hissing sound.

Melting makes the space more lively

The mana was violently colliding in his body, trying to find an outlet for his complicated emotions at the moment. A hint of salty smell penetrated between the clenched teeth, but it still could not weaken the hateful thoughts that kept spinning in his mind...



Twenty missiles formed an earth storm, and under the dual effects of the bursting energy and the cracking of the wall, the formation of ground-pointed icicles,

"Hmm... This missile combination mode turns out to be the apprentice of that old guy Albert? It should be able to let the old guy make things. If he is not an apprentice, I'm afraid it's almost the same.": "But didn't your teacher teach you something?"

As for you, should you be more honest in front of someone?

The psychic random door that was activated instantly ignored the preparation and sent Edward twenty feet away before the metallic force field came, and barely avoided the grasp of the finger.

Huh?

The magic in this area instantly distorted the abnormally huge space to some extent. A dazzling magic circle appeared out of thin air. Looking up, the sky was suddenly filled with thunderclouds, rolling air masses and white lightning winding in the storm.

Fire, triggering bursts of deafening thunder on impact

Energy of any nature can break through the so-called protection and immunity if it reaches a sufficient level. What's more, lightning itself is the purest energy source, and it has certain destructive power no matter what it does.

Hesitation is only a moment, and a moment is enough for a lot of things to happen

Edward shrank his body slightly, but the tentacles of his mental power were swimming quietly. He was waiting for an opportunity to kill his opponent with one blow. He understood that the closer to victory, the more people would relax their vigilance.

"Little trick" he sneered, and at the same time an unknown force overflowed from his body and directly locked onto the psychic.

a huge force

Edward could clearly feel the destructive aura contained in this power. The space was distorted without warning under the impact of the power, and then countless tiny cracks appeared. The terrible electric energy was whipped down like countless whips in an instant, and the space was twisted without warning.

The magma-like shell of the elemental monster was torn into countless jet-black gravels. Dark red and golden-red plasma like thick magma burst out from the cracks, ablating the remaining ground into thorny sharp points.

sound

A strange dead silence permeates the air

The roaring hoofbeats gradually faded away amidst the furious neighing of the horses - the visitors were obviously a group of well-trained knights, perhaps not many in number, only a dozen riders, but their bodies were bright and silver.

The armor reflects the sun, and the posture is upright like a saint bathed in divine light. The sound of the hoofs of the pure white horses sitting down is like a storm passing by on the ocean. It gallops from a distance to a sudden stop. In fact, it is not

It only took a dozen breaths

The frightened mage quickly threw himself to the side, and the thick weapon rolled, making a series of rumbling noises, and then crashed into the opposite wall with a lot of valuable crystal fragments amidst the clattering sound.

Among them, there was a roar that made the whole room tremble, and a large cloud of choking gray mist.

The mage reflexively raised his hand. The rings on his fingers and the robes all had spell sequences. With a code word or a trace of mental power, several powerful protection and attack spells could be unleashed in an instant.

But he immediately discovered that his voice became hoarse halfway, and his throat was as dry as a traveler who had been walking in the desert for many days. Even a drop of water could make him thank the gods, and the air around his body seemed to solidify.

, restrained the mage's body, making him unable to make almost any movement. He could only stand blankly, looking at the hole left behind after Shi Shiran flew out through the gate.

The thick wall slid inwards with a tooth-piercing friction sound, and dust flew into the air... But the female priest's expression immediately became colder and stern.

After the collapsed wall, the scene of blocks of equally thick stones rising layer by layer from the end of the passage came into view. Even a simple measurement with eyes was enough to deduce that it occupied at least a hundred feet.

Thickness, (to be continued)

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