The "crackling" sound of being swallowed by crystal clusters, the footsteps of white skeletons dragging instruments of torture and corpses stimulated every member of the business group. The darkness released when the Zhuo Demon was attacked mixed with the spiritual bodies in the sky.
Turning into an invisible fog, the entire Whale Shark Tavern was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.
The figures of the two eighth-level mages could no longer be captured, but the confrontation at the magic level was surging like a sea tide. The remaining members of the business group no longer hesitated, and immediately broke through the walls, climbed through the windows, and fled.
Just kidding, fools don’t run away, most of them are only at level five, and with this little magic power they can block one or two waves of large-scale magic. As for going up to help... they can’t even defeat the skeletons and mercury balls that appear out of thin air.
What can you use to help out?
Discovering that some members of the business group managed to escape even though they were being chased and intercepted, Zhuo Mo sneered and used the sticky black mist as a whip to sweep across the pursuing Headless Horseman. With the remaining force of the swing, he smashed the darkness that was planning to come from behind.
The shadow substitutes who emerged from the film.
"The plan failed, why don't you run away?" After a brief shock, Zhuo Mo calmed down after seeing through the trick of the double. His sharp eyes were fixed on the place where the spiritual bodies gathered not far away. The movement of magic power there was extremely irregular. Obviously,
It hides things that cannot be seen with the naked eye. "There are hundreds of merchants who harvest bulk goods living nearby. There are magicians and knights patrolling not far away for a long time. The movement here must have alarmed them. In the territory of a Lord Sligo
Doing such a thing, you necromancers really don’t have a long memory, have you forgotten how you rose up so quickly and then fell apart?”
In the darkness, a man's voice sounded.
"Oh, then based on what you see, what should we do?"
"It would be wise for each of us to leave."
"But it sounds like you are more guilty than me. Why?" A dark silhouette walked out of the darkness, "You are clearly not human, but you are pretending to be human... Ethnic groups other than the seven major races in the four major countries have been persecuted to this extent.
Besides, you don’t seem to be outside the seven major races. It should be very convenient to walk in Mela... What are you hiding?"
Invisible magic surges.
"Let me guess, you should be from the east of Mela...Should I generally call you a foreign race, or something else?"
"Your imagination is rich enough."
"Why does a caravan need to be equipped with an eighth-level magician? Is it because I have a rich imagination, or is the coming of the magic wave making the birth of an eighth-level magician a matter of course?" The man sneered, "You are more afraid of the detection of the four major countries than I am, alien race
.”
"You have some analytical skills, but you don't look smart." The turbid demon floated up, and the black mist surrounding it was shaped like tentacles, punching through the outer wall behind it.
The few remaining spirits swarmed in. They could not cause effective damage to Zhuomo, but they could delay her time.
"Not pursuing you for killing my people is the result of my restraint. Can't you understand the situation?" Zhuo Mo turned around and yelled angrily, "Leaving so many traces is of no use to you necromancers.
Does wanting the body of a strong man make you crazy?"
The scolding was ineffective, and the necromancer's attack continued. The white-bone skeleton and the mercury ball had already turned back to join him. These two undead creations that the demon could not see through exuded an evil aura. This attitude of entangled to the end made her
Angry.
"Stupid, stupid!"
This is why the turbid demon hates stupid guys. They are always unable to assess the situation and make the right decision. Desire can easily dominate their poor brains and turn them into idiots and lunatics who only see benefits.
"Since you want to fight, then come with me!" Suddenly, the corner of her mouth raised and turned into a wisp of black mist, which went straight through the wall that had been penetrated and immersed into the night.
Just as she expected, this necromancer was simply a brainless and reckless man, and he actually followed him.
Feeling the dissipation of the spirits that were out of the control of the necromancer, the Zhuomo quickly shuttled through the dense forest and delayed the release of her racial talent. She slowed down her movement speed, controlled the rhythm with ease, and released obvious
His breath allowed this guy who didn't look very smart to always follow behind.
Away from the Ankana Territory and entering the vast mountains, it was already a mountainous place where monsters were active, and the Zhuo Demon stopped in his tracks.
Within a moment, the Necromancer followed closely. The distance between the two was only more than ten meters. This distance was far from safe, and a random attack from an eighth-level magician could reach them in an instant.
Zhuo Mo took off the robe that covered herself, the camouflage face, and the soft plastic for body shaping. Her originally bloated body shrank instantly. She stretched out her slender figure. The moonlight hit her hair, which was between wheat and brown.
On the skin, the sweat generated by the battle made Zhuo Mo's skin slightly shiny. As she adjusted her breathing, she exhaled heavily from her cherry-pink lips, as if she wanted to vent all the negative emotions that had been suppressed in her body during the fierce battle.
.
Dark fog filled the air, the moonlight dimmed, and silently, the surrounding area was shrouded in a hazy "qi".
"I gave you a chance, but you made the wrong choice." Zhuo Mo pinched the rising black mist with his backhand, drew out the dark attribute energy and condensed it into a spear that continuously emitted the black mist, "Kill the same person
It is not easy to become a high-level magician, but it is not difficult to kill a brainless necromancer."
The Zhuo Demon waved his spear heavily, and the black mist spread again. In the rolling mist, rats that brought plague and death emerged like a flood.
Far away from the place where corpses are stored, spirits cannot be summoned, and materials are missing. The threat that an eighth-level necromancer can pose is nothing more than some high-level magic.
It's not magic that you specialize in, so you won't be afraid of the turbid demon.
"Shadow, devour this stupid person who doesn't know what to say!" She pronounced her sentence like a queen, and the crazy rats rushed towards the Necromancer in a steady stream.
Outside the billowing black mist, the pages of the book were turning, causing a series of rustling sounds.
The fluctuations of magic power mixed in the dark magic aroused the vigilance of Zhuo Mo. She forcibly suppressed the idea of cooperating with the rats to launch an attack, and raised her hand to prop up a pitch-black barrier.
Like the advanced perception of beasts and monsters before natural disasters come, this cautiousness that follows intuition has allowed the demon to escape many crises.
This time is no exception.
The silver-white beam of light penetrated the black mist that enveloped the Necromancer, sweeping across the condensed rats. In a moment, they turned into magic and dissipated, forming a rich magic field around them.
Zhuo Mo saw the source of the magic attack, a thick book with a dark purple cover.
"You are not a necromancer!" Zhuo Mo exclaimed.
"I never said I was." The man's contemptuous laughter echoed under the silent night sky, "You performed a different kind of summons to me, now it's my turn."
The pages of the book turned, and the frozen page released a bright and dazzling light.
The dark spear of the demon was thrown out. She was not an inexperienced fool. All she had to do was interrupt this guided spell!
The one-eyed flame giant's shadow appeared, and the blazing beam of light was instantly emitted. The black mist spear of the turbid demon collided directly with the red beam of light. The magic power of darkness and fire stirred. With the collision as the center, ripples of magic power visible to the naked eye rippled frequently, such as
The tide lapped at the two of them.
"It's actually instant?" Zhuo Mo's eyes widened.
The pages of the book are turning, the magic power is fluctuating violently, and the flow of elements is changing. The one-eyed flame giant has not yet dissipated, and the frozen pages of the book have lit up again.
The thick light attribute arrow was placed on the book by a pair of invisible hands. Without any movement of charging, it once again hit her spear with difficulty in breaking through the magic blockage with the swiftness and precision that Zhuo Mo had not expected.
"Are you kidding? Your spell casting speed..."
Before Zhuo Mo finished speaking, the magic on the next page was already shining.
"winter!"
The earth cracked open, and the black ink magic solidified into a physical entity and tore apart the shadows lurking in front of them.
"As expected of someone who is proficient in dark magic. Is your perception so good?"
"You can still summon?" Zhuo Mo became more and more surprised, "How many summons can you summon?"
It's unimaginably tricky. Zhuo Mo's understanding of summoning basically stays in the old era, and his understanding of new templates is limited to the "Summoning Beginner's Manual" that he bought following the trend.
In the last era, there was no one in Mela who could summon multiple summons at the same time.
Looking at the strange book that was still flipping through and releasing different types of magic, Zhuo Mo made an immediate decision and clenched his right hand into a fist.
The spear that condensed the pure magic power of high-level magic exploded, and deep darkness descended on this space. Taking advantage of the chaotic magic power to block the perception, Zhuo Mo turned on her racial talent, and her magic power was restrained. No need for any gain magic, her body was as light as
The wind drifted away from the scene of the magic explosion in the blink of an eye.
The moment Zhuo Mo disappeared into the woods, his body jumped for joy, which was the resonance of returning to his familiar environment.
Another reason why high-level magician duels are difficult to determine the outcome - if the unbeatable party wants to escape, it is difficult to be left behind, as long as you really want to escape.
The sudden incident made Zhuo Mo's mind always highly tense. Weird things beyond his own knowledge appeared one after another, and the situation was out of control.
Realizing that the opponent was not a necromancer, temporarily retreating had become the best decision. It was absolutely unreasonable to face off against an eighth-level summoner with unknown summons.
Every link is weird. If you think about it carefully, this group of necromancers entered the Whale Shark Tavern not to kill all the living people they saw, but to directly take the caravan. It is very evil... There are such powerful people on this continent.
Summoner?
Gluttony?
No, it can't be him. Although he did use several strange summoning objects in the original summoner duel, after the emergence of the new summoning system, these summoning objects are already in the past tense. The most important thing is...
His wife is the former God's Chosen Sera, a truly glorious God's Chosen. How could such a person condone the glutton to associate with the Necromancer, and become the Necromancer's accomplice.
The body reacted before the brain, but it was still a moment late. The intensive light arrows with a prejudgment nature covered the location of the Zhuo Demon. Her strong intuition once again allowed her to avoid the disaster of annihilation, and her hands formed a knot.
The shield covered the top of the head, and the light arrows whistling like raindrops continued. The light attribute arrows that fell to the ground did not dissipate directly, but connected with each other, forming a closed magic circle in an instant.
The turbid demon suddenly withdrew one hand and waved it towards the ground. The light and dark magic restrained each other. This simple blow shattered the blockade formed by the offensive.
She wanted to look up and see who could accurately position the Dark Elf in the Night when she used her talent, but...
“Peng!
"
The huge force hit the barrier of darkness that she had only one hand to maintain. The wrist of Zhuo Mo's right hand was twisted, the barrier collapsed, and the giant hammer with silvery white light was reflected in the eyes of Zhuo Mo who flew backwards.
"Is my reaction also part of his calculation?"
After rolling a few times, Zhuomo forced herself to unload her strength and got up again with the help of her left hand. She took a quick glance at her right hand, which could not feel the pain yet but had become twisted, and forcibly connected the magic circuit.
If you can use it, you can still fight.
"Eighth level, but the magic power utilization rate is not as good as mine, and the total amount is unknown... Tsk tsk, are you one of the lucky ones who relied on the magic power tide to reach the eighth level threshold? It's a bit like some stinky aquatic product."
The woman in the shadow had a somewhat strong voice, but for some reason, her voice became slightly lower when talking about "aquatic products".
Summon, undead, light magician, such a comprehensive lineup.
Suddenly attacked, the attacker ignored everyone else and went straight to the business group. Knowing his talent, he arranged for a light magician who could disperse shadows to stay guard...
Zhuomo gritted his teeth and said, "Ankana...you betrayed us!"
The summoner who had been shaken off arrived again, sandwiching her with the light magician one after another. Considering that the necromancer who had not shown up at all was also on the way... her intuition was no longer helpful to her, and she was at a disadvantage.
You should take the initiative!
The breakthrough point chosen by the turbid demon is light magic...how strange!
Watching the light magician switch the warhammer to a long spear, she used her right hand twisted at a weird angle to forcefully release dark magic to attack the ground. She stopped the castration, instantly reversed the direction, and went straight towards the summoner.
At this moment, he didn't have any summons with him, but...
The shadow and the headless horseman suddenly appeared, standing between her and the summoner.
The surging black mist enveloped the turbid demon and forcibly activated her talent. At this moment, she stepped on the shadows and looked like a ghost. To outsiders, she flashed to the side of the summoner like a time-stealing dance.
The decoy summon has been successful.
Next... experienced summoners should also fill up their shields before fighting like gluttons. She discovered this in the actual battle just now.
The summoner had already turned around. Regardless of the loss of magic power, Zhuo Mo released her talent again. With blood in her mouth, she shuttled through the darkness, leaving behind afterimages. This time, she appeared directly behind the summoner.
The magic power of the shield has been condensed in the direction of being deceived. This time, she is facing an absolute defensive vacuum. This blow determines the outcome. The demon adjusts its strength to ensure that the black mist dagger will not kill the summoner.
He was seriously injured and stabbed out.
The short knife sank into the flesh, but no blood spurted out.
A figure suddenly appeared between her and the summoner, and fiercely hit her in the heart with a fist.
"Summon...poof~~"
She hit a huge rock violently, relying on the magic power to protect her body from being knocked to death. The vision of Zhuomo was dark. She struggled to get up, but the summoned creature that had not been broken up after receiving her own sword had already arrived.
It's in front of you.
She was a very beautiful woman with small wings, and her fists were very hard. Zhuo Mo once again felt the opponent's tyrannical explosive power with his own belly.
Zhuo Mo wanted to know why the summons could be so fast, but the physiological reaction caused by the severe pain made it impossible for her to think. She could only hunched over like a shrimp and vomited. With dirt flowing across her face, she tried hard not to think about her ugly appearance at the moment, but she
I also hope that I will be uglier... Only in this way will the other party kill me quickly.
The Summoner and the Light Mage were walking leisurely. Zhuo Mo could see that both of them still had some room to spare, and their resistance should have ended before they attacked the Summoner... The two of them were like hunters hunting evil spirits.
It's just fun to watch the ugly behavior of prey struggling to escape.