The three of them screamed and retreated, instinctively slapped and applied, trying to extinguish the fire on their faces. But the flame seemed to have a strong stickiness. No matter how they tossed, even if they even fell to the ground, they still burned wildly, and even instantly turned the
They wrap it in it!
The skin squeaked in the flames, bulging bubbles. The flame consumed oxygen and blocked the sight. The terrible stinging made humans fall into fear that they could not think. So the female knight took back the giant sword and did not hesitate.
With a wave down, the three heads had already flew into the air... The sharp gold blade tear opens the human body with little friction, but it was creepy and harsh, which made a moment of tranquility appear on the noisy battlefield.
Then the sound of the Kalala cut off the screams, and the tranquility was like the waves of water dispersed.
Cruel and cold, only the laughter of "Master Dower" spread from afar in the silence, making people feel unbearable and frightened.
One against four, kill instantly.
The combination of three warriors and one priest is not too weak, and there are not many criticisms of the breakthrough tactics. They just didn't expect that the woman dressed in an ordinary warrior would have power similar to a giant dragon - not only
It is the flame of breathing, and the power that has begun to merge the rules.
The sub-sword saint, like the so-called quasi-magic master, was proposed by boring laymen, and has always been scorned by real scholars, but it is interesting that they describe the power of the same level—
——That is the name of a semi-legendary existence that can touch those high and above rules, and can accomplish miracles that ordinary people cannot imagine.
The crowd started to stir.
A small half of the reinforcements were destroyed in an instant, but the other party's most terrifying person had not even moved half of his finger. This was undoubtedly enough to make everyone feel helpless - what kind of person who followed them had
Strength? Judging from the crazy calmness, is the power they possessed equal to those of their proud reinforcements?
Even... still above it?
Although the soldiers had jumped off their own carts and plunged the tower shield into the earth, forming temporary barriers, these thick barriers could not bring the feeling of safety on weekdays
Blood flowed between the corpses piled up in front of them, and the pungent smell was like an invisible big hand reaching into their chest cavity, tightly pressing against their hearts, making their hands and feet cold.
Don't dare to escape in panic, or even unable to move - it is the most unscheming behavior to show your back in front of a mage, not to mention that they have a more important mission. The carriage has good defense, and the price it brings is to be heavy and slow
.As knights, of course, they could not abandon the lord and escape alone, and they could not even let themselves die after the lord made any mistakes.
The pervasive fear made Edward squint his eyes.
Such moments are undoubtedly his favorite, when the tentacles of the psychic energy flow, more and more complicated consultations are transmitted into the heart of the psychic warlock - for a heart transmitter, the surroundings are contracted due to panic
The spirit will invisibly let go of other defenses; the brains will be pockets of information, the newly-innovated blank system, let him ask for it and control it at will.
"Sedule! You idiots!"
Several mages raised the distance between themselves and the ground in an instant, and the female mage's voice became even sharper - the instantaneous change in the power contrast made her angry. There was no doubt that the group of idiots underground had no brains to question and fear,
This anger fermented exponentially.
So what about the Assassin Saint?
But unlike the difference between a high-level mage and a great mage, a melee master's understanding of the law is a process that is so harsh that it is almost harsh. As long as she has not taken that step, the mage can use the energy to suppress it tightly... Even if
He is a real swordsman, and he has no place to use his skills in front of four high-level mages...
When the arcane smashes those stupid underground bullies, you will know what real power is!
The female mage began to sing the spell of dissociation without hesitation, regardless of what actions her teacher was planning. Anyway, relying on the identity of a woman, the spoiled she had always been enough to avoid disobeying the teacher.
The punishment, and it seems that the two colleagues around him also had the same idea. The power of the triple spell vibrated the magic net. The next moment, you can turn your opponent into a handful of gray powder, a ball of flame, and a torn one.
Corpse!
However, it's too late.
Far from afar, the figure in the black robe raised his head, and the red eyes, disguised as spiritual skin, were as bright as silver in an instant!
When he looked at the sight, the chanting in the mouth of a mage suddenly stopped! He looked at his palms throwing away his staff, and grabbed the woman's chest with his skin! His thin fingers fell into two plump pieces of flesh
The block, tear it hard and stir it! Almost doubled it. The stinging pain on the vital points made the half spell sang by the female mage suddenly change its tone. The terrible magic backlash immediately turned a defensive spell into a killing
arms!
Of course, it's for her own...
The woman, who was originally considered to be a slutty woman, had a bloody facial features, which was extremely ferocious, but the companion refused to let her go. She lowered her head and blocked her mouth with her mouth, turning her original scream of surprise into a whisper.
The muffled groan and random movements made the group flight technique that blessed them unable to support them, so the two of them fell downwards in a tangle!
"The overlord of the earth, the largest robber gang, the Midijian government has gone bankrupt! The bastard President Obama owed 35,000 million yuan for food, drink, betting, and gambling, and ran away with his sister-in-law!"
The remaining mage was focused on it. This was originally the first key to casting spells on the battlefield. However, when the spell of the spell became a wail that no one understood, the shock that had been trying hard to restrain could no longer be suppressed-
He screamed and tried to correct his voice, but the air was flying, and there were still strange and unreasonable notes: "We can't get the salary with militia missiles and Ford aircraft carriers. The original price was 20 billion, 10 billion, and now it's all.
…”
Is it an enchantment magic? But how could it be so silent and unable to feel the fluctuations of the magic net?
All this strange thing made the remaining young mage scattered, and he didn't even dare to face the silver eyes from afar. He shouted and cut off the spell violently. A ring on his finger exploded, allowing him to escape
The backlash was painful, but in fear, he almost instinctively pulled a white halo in the air. He didn't see it at all. The twisted and cruel smile on the corner of the mouth of the enemy who was looking at him from afar.
What a stupid action to play with space in front of a psychic warlock?
Everything reflected in Edward's eyes seemed to be slowing down thousands of times. The lines of consciousness outlined the open space gap, and then crossed more than three hundred feet away and pointed to the far end of the sky. The psychic warlock just turned his mind.
He completely distorted the open space and threw the poor guy in another direction.
Transmission direction change.
That was just a matter of moment.
When Wellington turned his head, he happened to see such a scene - the unlucky mage split the void, and his whole body was accurately stuck into the wall of the carriage. The strange combination of the two magical ranges produced an indescribable repulsion.
The stupid intruder completely crushed into human form, and the magical items dissipated and restored to the most basic particles in powerful power, and the defense on the carriage collapsed in a dazzling halo!
The curved side wall walls were split into pieces, throwing the three people inside out. The middle-aged man in the middle was even dancing and calling for help, but he only made a half-sounding sound and then stopped abruptly.
The old mage's heartbeat also stagnated!
The three young mages were all apprentices in Wellington. Because of their outstanding abilities, he was trained as a confidant. The talent he worked hard to find and the hard work of more than ten years was put into trouble in an instant, which made him feel heartbroken, but he
It is meaningless to know that sadness is at this time, because at this moment, the entire battlefield has been completely manipulated by the enemy!
The man and woman who fell down were still rescued, but they would involve the actions of the only two priests behind him. There should be four mages in the carriage below. The fireball technique they used can restrain the opponent's actions, and from the situation just now
Look, I'm afraid that only spells that omit language and action components can fight against that enemy...
His thoughts could only end here - those silver eyes had occupied all his vision in an instant! For a moment, the old mage even felt that he was trapped in an endless and dark world. There was nothing in this world.
Touch, smell, and even no sense of time or direction. Only a terrifying scream in the sky was left from far to near, crushing his soul like a mountain. It was necessary to directly crush it into nothingness!
But the old mage's soul who had been invading spells for many years stubbornly resisted this power and kept his consciousness in his body.
He succeeded, and the next moment, the strange power pressing on his heart dissipated... Unfortunately, it didn't mean that he was completely unscathed. The feeling of dizziness surged into his brain with the severe pain, and his chest was extremely frustrated, and his body was not
The controllable falls from the air! Although the feathering technique ring then holds his body and slowly falls to the ground, the heart-wrenching pain still makes him hunch up, and his well-maintained face is in his throat
The light sound was twisted and turned blue, and the tears were exchanged, and the ghostly hideousness.
What did he do?
In the terrible dizziness, he heard the screams of the two priests behind him, and the enlightenment flashed through his heart made him think that if the other party had no other inner support, then it would be a terrible magic effect - a blink of an eye
The time between them is short for ordinary people, but in the eyes of a mage who is smart or lucky enough, it is enough to do many things.
Time stops... Whether it is props or spells, it is enough to change a lot of things.
After coughing in pain, the expected death did not come. The old mage raised his head from the ground with some confusion and just saw the figure that Shi Shiran approached, and...
The surrounding blue luster.
A large-scale illusion... Wellington almost didn't need to distinguish spells, and could also find anomalies from the aura. He raised his sight weakly and saw that "he" was falling from the sky, walking with the figure in the black robe.
, reached out and held hands, laughed loudly, and then threw a few dazzling fireballs at the at a loss!
So, the soldiers finally dispersed like birds and beasts. After the death of the Count, the only belief that supported them had collapsed, and the strange scene in front of them made them at a loss.
Only escape.
The old mage's face was already purple, and there was a creaking sound between his teeth.
Everything was just a simple illusion, but he was powerless to stop... All the casters, the mages who protected the count, the priests who followed him, and his disciples were all slaughtered by the other party in a moment.
Even those scouts with true knowledge lenses were killed. How could the remaining knights tell whether everything in front of them was a trap? Their panic-numbing brains could only hate themselves for why they didn't have four or more
Have you used more legs to escape?
The eyes swept across the collapsed carriage, Wellington turned to the young man who slowly floated towards him, and his voice was hoarse and bitter, expanding by the sound art of phantom: "That's it, we give up. The Count is dead
, My disciples are dead, you have won."
However, the psychic warlock pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled cruelly, "It's still early. You're not dead."
The old mage's lips were trembling, but he could not make any sound. He suddenly felt desperate in his heart. Even though he still remembered many magic tricks, carrying more than a dozen magic props on his body, he could look at the silver eyes.
At that time, his thoughts, his reason, his instincts were screaming, unable to compete with this enemy, at all!
Even though the magic net surrounding this Zoer master was ordinary, he had just stepped into the ranks of advanced mages, but the power displayed between just a few magic tricks had completely overwhelmed him, the quasi-magic mage!
"Kill me. There is no benefit to you. Our people know that I am there and you can't erase your hands." He bent down and coughed in a low voice. It took a while before he gathered his strength again: "If
Without my cooperation, you can't hide it from them. Your employer should have let you kill them without arousing suspicion. Of course, what he intends to do is the position of the duke. So, my help can help him achieve his goal faster.
.”
"It's interesting." 'Zhuo' shook his head: "If I let you go back, I'm afraid you will bring someone to chase me after turning around, let alone you see my face, what do you want to use in the future
It’s not difficult to find me with spells.”
"I won't do that. Challenging an enemy who is stronger than myself for no reason is a taboo as a mage." The old mage said: "And the Duke's rotation is meaningless to me. I think even the one who hires you,
It also needs a solid team. After doing all this, I can only support him."
"But you can be fully prepared, and the outcome is hard to predict." Edward immediately interrupted him: "Discover everything on you, all the magic weapons! Armors, and magic staff.
, scroll, everything with inspiration.”
The old mage was delighted to see that the enemy was obviously hesitating, but he still did not dare to relax his vigilance.
"How can I believe you? Well, that's fine, we are all mages. Unless you swear in the name of the God of Magic, I will not let you go."
Wellington was stunned and secretly mocked the other party's stupidity in his heart. The magic god Mistera is the supreme god of all mages. But what if he swears in the name of the supreme god? No matter who swears in his name, just let him return to his territory.
If you suppress the injury, he will immediately lead someone to counterattack!
The losses of the three disciples were something he could not accept, and the death of the count was enough to make the Blake family crazy! Even if you escape back to the dark area, you would not be able to avoid the fate of demise, and the people behind you
, there will be no good ending.
In his heart, the old mage laughed at the innocence of his opponent, the old mage's hanging fingers silently pulled a delicate scroll in his sleeve. This thing was his last method of saving his life. After being covered by magic, he could not emit a little magical light and tremble.
The face squeezed out a kind of sincerity: "Okay! I. Wellington? With the magic secret..."
The last thing Justin heard was the sound of his sternum being broken.
Seeing the old mage's gray eyes dying with eyes closed, Edward tightened his fingers coldly, allowing the psychic energy to break the old man's fragile neck. His plain voice seemed to have a grim smile: "You deserve this trick to play with me?"
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