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Chapter 109 Under the King of the Night

Fallen Darkfire Mage Jeffta feels that he has been slighted. This group of Brotherhood pursuers is indeed quite troublesome. But the powerful people are all surrounding Mr. W and Zhu Xie Tieshan. Surrounding him are just a bunch of gun dancers. A bastard who dare not attack with a knife...Of course. Jeffta very much welcomes this kind of scene. He does not want to confront a monster like Lady Serfina. Not to mention the prestigious reputation of the senior cadres of the Brotherhood. Only The title of vice-president of the Magicians Association gives Jeffta a headache. In order to eliminate traitors in the organization, the Magicians Association has developed many equipment and spells for fallen magicians. The noble lady has many magical elements that can reduce the opponent's magic. A small mechanism of affinity. That is every legal professional’s nightmare.

"Whoops." A long arrow passed by his neck with strong wind. Jeffta took two steps back and turned his staff in a circle to point to the ground. Dark fire magic burst out from the depths of the earth. The earth rose and a tower was spitting out. The dark fire mage dexterously moved behind the obstacle. He took out a bottle of blue potion and poured it into his throat. Because the temperature was too low, a layer of small ice beads precipitated on the surface of the ice spring essence that is said to never freeze. Jeffta shivered from the cold. He crunched the frozen magic potion and swallowed it into his stomach. He drank the bottle of potion. There were only three bottles of blue potion left on him. He didn’t know how long he still had to go and how many powerful things he had to do. The enemy is waiting. Although the ghost's follow-up troops have been notified with secret signals to provide supplies, the devil knows when they will be replenished. The dark fire mage chewed the ice beads while sucking in heartache. The continuous battles in the past few days have made it too late for magic power. Recover. Use one-tenth of the spirit pool level to fight against Lady Serphina's troops. Jeffta is not that stupid.

Feeling the ripples in the spiritual pool. The essence of the ice spring turns into spiritual power and gushes out from the spring. Jeffta estimates that this small bottle of potion can restore half of the strength. The top priority is to suppress the loss to a minimum and cook cleanly. Get rid of these nobodies.

In a large black-covered book sleeping in the Magician Association and the libraries of major cities, it is written: The fighting methods of all legal professions must adhere to the two basic principles of stinginess and cunning. The former is reflected in the saving of magic power, Precise locking of attack targets, distribution of medicines, etc. The latter means using obstacles, traps, feints, illusions, etc. to mislead the enemy. Inflict an effective blow on the enemy while ensuring your own safety. This book is titled "On the Self-cultivation of Magicians". The author is Dubai Ermeiz, an eighth-level magician of the Magician Association. He is the former chief writer and senior consultant of the editorial department of "Southern Continent Geographic Survey". He is a representative of practical magicians. After completing the book In the second month, he was stabbed in the kidney by a gangster in an inexplicable bar brawl and died of excessive bleeding. Later generations thoughtfully added an appendix at the end of the book: A battle between one person and many people is always the most dangerous. .We must find ways to create small one-on-one moments in a one-to-many situation. Kill the enemies one by one... Of course. Don't forget to insert two iron plates in your belt. This can effectively improve the magician's ability to stand on the thieves' backs. Survival rates under thorn threat.

When Jeffta was still a young and inexperienced trainee magician, he accidentally came across this old book that could not be sold and was accumulated in the warehouse to mold. He scorned the outdated opinions in it. Being deviant, he finally founded Dark Fire. Magic was kicked out of the guild. But in the subsequent battles for survival, he found that Mr. Dubey's opinions were quite instructive. The two principles of stinginess and cunning, coupled with the two principles of never leaving one's side. A waist-protecting iron plate allowed him to never suffer a fatal injury such as a missing arm or a broken leg in his long career.

Today's battlefield is a flat ice field. Enemies are surrounding them from all directions. This situation is very unfavorable for legal professions. Therefore, Jeff Tower spent the remaining magic power to create three mountains of earth and disrupted the enemy's formation with obstacles. He hid in the gap between two mountains and slowly recovered his magic power.

An unlucky Brotherhood swordsman turned a corner and saw the man in black robe hiding in the gap. He couldn't help shouting: "Here..." Jeffta waited patiently for him with his staff in hand. After shouting three words, there was a long tail sound that lasted for five seconds, and then he used magic to end his life. The swordsman's call would become a bait, luring the enemies into this death trap one by one. Three The mountain bag looks like a "pin" on the surface, but in fact the cracks inside are quite tortuous. Hiding in a dead end, Jeffta is like a killer spider squatting on a spider web, waiting patiently for his prey to come to his door. There is a wave hanging on his staff. The black fireball. This is the fallen dark fire magic "Curiosity" that consumes 40% of the magic power to guide. It is a semi-summoning magic that can be maintained for a long time.

"This way." A magic swordsman holding two swords rushed into the alley and said hello behind him. He didn't notice a pair of green eyes staring at his neck from the side. "Huh." The fireball on the staff suddenly appeared. A black shadow appeared. He lightly licked the Demon Swordsman's shoulder and retracted. The headless body fell to his knees on the ground. The two swords happened to support the chest. The corpse was half-kneeling in front of Jeffta in a weird posture. Footsteps sounded. Two shield infantrymen rushed over. The moment they found the swordsman's body with a surprised expression, black flames whirred across their bodies. The fallen dark fire burned the armor and flesh into a puff of blue smoke. The left half of the skull was missing, and a corpse with a big hole in the chest was nestled together and slowly slid down. Jeffta picked up his robe and ran out of the crouching point, turned two corners, and lurked in another passage.

"Zizzi..." Black Fire seemed to be twisting in boredom. Jeffta quickly stretched out his left hand to cover it with a layer of dark fire. He gently stroked the fire ball on the staff: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Someone will be here soon. Let me play with you." A black fire paw stretched out. Then the fireball stuck out its tongue and licked the paw. It looked like it was relieving itself. Jeffta secretly wiped cold sweat on his face and prayed to die. People showed up quickly.

"The Curious" is a fire ball with spontaneous consciousness. This strange discovery is a by-product of Jeffta's research work. Using a certain seemingly unreasonable summoning spell can give simple sanity to a fire ball with a high enough concentration. This should It is a kind of summoning spell. However, Jeffta cannot control the "Curious One". This moody fireball is full of curiosity about new things. It will stick out its claws or tongue to study anyone or anything that comes into the attack range. The speed of locking on the target is more than ten times faster than that of Jeffta himself. The attack power is even more powerful. In order to prevent curious people from becoming dangerously curious about the summoner himself, Jeffta must often calm its emotions. Just touch it. Let it purr comfortably. Through long-term and in-depth research, the Darkfire Mage concluded that the "Curious One" is essentially a... cat from an unknown dimension.

This magic can last for more than ten minutes. If you are not afraid of the opponent's attack, Jeffta only needs to hold the staff and run around the enemy team. The curious tongue can naturally send hell greetings to every enemy. .But there are no such good things in the world. The weak body of the fallen dark fire mage makes him nest in a narrow and dark gap and wait silently for the enemy to arrive. Some people say that the tactics reflect the character. Yona's indiscriminate attack method It shows that he is a young man with a simple mind. And Jeffta's squatting style naturally shows other things.

"The Curious" killed eight enemies in the blink of an eye. The Brotherhood soldiers no longer entered the range of the three mountains. Jeff Tower knew that the lifespan of this tactic had reached its limit. He decisively sent away the Black Cat Fireball (making an angry howl) After scratching the air and being thrown back to another world), he recovered a little bit of mental power and prepared for the next stage of action. At this time, a uniform shout sounded outside. "Boom, boom, boom." Explosions occurred one after another. The frozen earth mound immediately collapsed. "Come on." Jeffta lifted up the hem of his robe and rushed out. The dark fireballs fired in all directions like a machine gun.

Compared with the two heated battlefields, the confrontation between Mr. W and Mrs. Selfina seemed lackluster. The northern elf used the tip of his sword to move away a bunch of white curly hair that blocked his eyes. He asked strangely, "Aren't you going to attack? Weather. It's so cold. I don't care. But you will freeze."

"Ah, you'd better invite me first, Mr. Swordsman." The noble lady covered her mouth with her hands and smiled: "After all, I am a woman. It would be quite embarrassing for me to take the initiative."

Mr. W said: "Oh. I'll come then."

Mrs. Serfina chuckled and said, "Okay. You're welcome."

The northern elf took a step forward. The noble lady's eyes lit up. Her power of "Four Cults" is based on the law of cause and effect. The simpler the spatial structure, time sequence and material composition, the easier it is to dissociate the law of cause and effect. .On the contrary, complex space composition, long time factors and various material components will hinder the performance of abilities. Used on the battlefield. The one with the strictest law of cause and effect is human beings. Although the human soul has no weight, it bears extremely huge karma. , has extremely huge karma. Madam Serfina must create certain conditions to gradually peel off the causal system of human beings in order to truly harm the other party physically.

As soon as the battle began, she laid six "evil causes and evil effects" traps in front and behind Mr. W. Once she stepped into the trap, the disrupted causal system would cause turbulence in the space and time around the human body. This would Blow the trumpet of victory for her. The noble lady has prepared the ball of the law of causality of "no cause, no effect". She is ready to completely obliterate the fact of Mr. W's existence... although she does have a crush on this handsome white-haired swordsman. My heart is pounding.

"Oh. It's weird." The boots stopped in the air. Mr. W raised his head and looked at Mrs. Selfina.

The next moment, the blade of the light sword appeared on the lady's white neck.


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