Part Three: Light and Darkness Chapter Sixteen Ends and Begins
The two-legged flying dragon flew at full speed, and the mountains and rivers passed slowly from below like a scenery. But Asa knew that this seeming slowness was actually just an illusion caused by the distance, even the fastest thousand miles Even a good horse can't keep up with half the speed of this giant reptile. And it's a completely straight line. It only takes one more day to reach Ofu.
The two-legged flying dragon passed through a light cloud, smashing the silky cotton-like cloud into pieces. The water vapor contained in the cloud scratched the face at high speed, and it would even be a little painful, if it were not for the strange eye patch on the face. If so, Asa probably wouldn't even be able to open his eyes.
The eye mask is a piece of leather inlaid with two pieces of glass. When worn on the head, you can see through the glass pieces without being hurt by the wind. This thing is obviously specially made by the craftsmen of Oufu for this ride. This strange flying beast is custom-made for customers. The average lizard driver will not need this kind of thing. Lizard people are born with a transparent cuticle on their eyes, so there is no need for such weird props.
But this is only the patent of the lizard people. Asa can be sure that Gru has absolutely no such organ, but he seems more comfortable than the lizard people. The cold wind at high altitude is like a knife. If it is a slightly more delicate ordinary person, it will probably Even a layer of skin would be peeled off, but Gru was as calm and leisurely as if he was working at the desk. He was holding a charcoal pencil and a piece of leather on his lap, observing the terrain below while working on the leather. There was a painting on it. The slender hands took the charcoal and drew it quickly, and the mountainous area below was clearly outlined.
Asa still remembered that when he first went to the west, it took him a whole day to cross this complex mountainous area. Now sitting on the flying dragon, he had already flown over in just over ten minutes. Asa suddenly thought, If we take this thing to travel around the mainland, it probably won't take more than a month. But that would be meaningless. Roads are meant for walking, not flying.
"I didn't expect there to be flies in a place like this." Gru suddenly smiled coldly. His eyebrows and eyes did not move, but the lines around his mouth changed, forming an expression as cold and hard as a rock.
"Flies?" Asa was startled and looked around. Under the influence of the breath of the flying dragon, not even a single flying bird could be seen around him.
"I'm probably here to find you." Gru put the map he drew into his arms and looked diagonally downwards coldly.
Asa followed his line of sight and finally saw five small black dots approaching here. Just looking at the shape and size, he knew they were definitely not flies. The outstretched wings seemed a bit like bats. But There is absolutely no way any bat can fly to such a height. Asa suddenly woke up and almost jumped from the back of the flying dragon: "It's the Necromancer."
Five small black dots are approaching here quickly, and their shapes are getting clearer and clearer. They have a face like a mouse, a body that is a hundred times bigger than a monkey, and a pair of huge wings on their backs. They are exactly what I saw outside the Whispering Forest. That kind of gargoyle. And you can see three of them with three figures sitting on them.
"What should I do?" Asa was sweating a little on his forehead. "Rush down to the ground?"
There is no way that these three necromancers are just riding gargoyles in the sky and passing by here. In front of high-level magicians like them, especially necromancers, the most powerful flying dragon in the continent is The tyrant is no different from a chicken. And if it is deliberately coming towards him, it will never be afraid of him running away. No matter how powerful the flying dragon is, it is a living thing after all, and its endurance is definitely not comparable to that of the gargoyle. The kind of monster powered by magic.
"What are you going to do? Fly over there." Gru replied coldly.
"Where are you flying to?" Asa tightened the reins and shouted in reply. Because of the excessive force, the wyvern grunted and beat its wings even harder.
Gru frowned and went up to take the reins from Asa's hand. But instead of continuing to urge the wyvern to fly forward, he twisted the reins and the wyvern turned around and flew towards the gargoyles.
"What are you doing?" Asa was shocked and dumbfounded.
"Go and see what they want to do." Gru replied calmly.
"I think it would be better for us to go down to the ground and find a place to hide." Although Asa also believed in Gru's combat effectiveness, this was after all thousands of meters above the ground and not a land where one could roam at will.
"We are not mice, what are we hiding?" Gru said calmly.
Asa sighed and looked at the five gargoyles that were getting closer and closer. In this case, it seemed that he could only act by ear.
The five gargoyles quickly approached. The silver skull masks of the three necromancers above shone strangely brightly in the high-altitude sunlight. They did not get too close to the wyvern, but stopped twenty or thirty meters away.
They stayed and formed a fan shape. The three necromancers dispersed in three directions, looking at the two people on the flying dragon.
"What's wrong? Why don't you run away?" asked a necromancer on the left. Although the voice sounded ugly because of the change of the prop in his mouth, the surprise could still be heard.
"Because we don't want to escape." Gru asked calmly.
"So are you here to surrender to us?" A necromancer on the right nodded and asked, "It seems that your judgment is really good."
"What are you doing here?" Asa asked.
"Of course I'm here to kill someone. To kill you, since you are with him, then I will kill him too. So you'd better run away." The necromancer in the middle spoke. He should be an old man, even though there was a smile on his face.
Wearing a mask, but still revealing his curly white hair and dark skin full of wrinkles around his mouth, his voice seemed a bit irritable. "Whether you surrender on your own because you understand the current situation, or you want to talk to us about something."
No matter how good the conditions are, we don't accept them. You will only die."
Gru smiled. This originally beautiful smile was mixed with the light in his eyes. Asa felt like he saw a grinning leopard.
"I'm really sorry. Teacher Nimbas is not in a good mood because he lost the bet." A necromancer chuckled and pointed at Asa. "He originally thought that you should have been far away from the royal capital.
But our acting guildmaster bets that you will definitely go to the Duke's Palace. He said that you will definitely go to see the beautiful princess before you leave. We just need to wait and see. As expected, he expected it."
"I didn't expect your guild leader to know me so well." Asa smiled unnaturally.
"Is it Nimbas, the sage of Taitalia?" Gru looked at the necromancer in the middle. "I didn't expect you to be a member of the Necromancer Guild."
"Since they are calling us by name in front of us, it seems that they really have no intention of keeping us alive." Asa sighed. Sage Nimbas's status in Taitalia is like that of Bishop Ronis in Ion.
Due to the status of the Fast Empire, even the king has to consult this highly respected sage in many places. I don’t know what it will be like when the people of Taitalia know that the person they admire is actually a necromancer.
The reaction. "But since you have already made up your mind to kill us, why do you still wear that mask? Why don't you let us see it and make us understand?"
"Sorry, this is a guild rule."
"Don't be afraid. Although we will kill you, you still have a choice in how you die." The necromancer who liked to laugh chuckled again and said to Asa gently and affectionately in a child-like tone.
"As long as you tell us the whereabouts of the leaf of the World Tree, we will save us the effort and energy to find it. Then we can make your death easier."
"Then if I don't tell you the whereabouts of the leaves of the World Tree, can't I at least save my life?" Asa replied.
"If you don't tell us, we will naturally look for it. As long as this thing is still on the mainland, there is no way it can escape our grasp." The Necromancer sighed and persuaded Asa in a serious and well-intentioned tone.
"I advise you to tell us. Every one of our members is a busy person, with countless major affairs to deal with, and there are many noble and elegant entertainment and artistic lives in our free time. Tell us and help us save that money.
We will naturally repay you for your extremely precious time. There is no pain, and you may not even feel the concept of death, and you will return to the eternal and peaceful kingdom of death."
Nimbas shook his head and said, "No, you should run away. We specially came with three people because we expected that you would fight to the death or escape. I haven't experienced the excitement of chasing a hunter in many years." He paused.
After a pause, he said in a tone that was half charity and half encouragement: "Maybe you are lucky, maybe you can really escape. If you just lose your fighting spirit, it will be very boring."
The tone and posture of the three necromancers were like masters, and they seemed very relaxed. But they did not relax. They knew very well that the people in front of them were not lambs to be slaughtered. But it was precisely because of this that they also had enough
interest.
While Asa was talking, he was observing the breathing, eyes, and mental state of the three necromancers. As long as there was a slight flaw and an opportunity to take advantage of, he would immediately take action with all his strength.
But it's a pity that he never found such an opportunity. Three necromancers, three directions. No matter how complacent they acted, the three gargoyles they rode kept a distance of tens of meters from the flying dragon.
At an altitude of several thousand meters, this distance is enough to prevent any sudden close attacks. And they form an equilateral triangle in mid-air. The distance between the three of them is exactly the same, no matter which one is attacked
, the other two can respond and rescue at the first time.
The three necromancers exuded faint magic fluctuations, constantly flowing and wandering in the triangle. Although they were proud, they did not forget about it. Each of them was an extremely smart and outstanding person, and they would never commit such a crime because they had
The advantage lies in simple careless mistakes.
But Asa is not desperate, and even has a little hope, because the person behind him will not let him down. Even if he can't find a chance to take action, he will definitely have it.
"What's wrong? You guys run away." Nimbas seemed a little impatient. There was a burst of dark green waves jumping on his hand, which was the death ripple, one of the advanced necromantic magics.
This magic has no destructive power on objects, but the fluctuations containing death and chaos are fatal to living things. Moreover, this is an area magic, and there is almost no meaning of dodge. Even if the two-legged flying dragon is swept away by this magic,
You'll lose half your life.
"I said. We never thought about escaping from the beginning. And I really want to ask you a question," Gru's eyes swept over the faces of the three necromancers and said word by word: "Why?
Why don’t you run away yourself?”
"Haha..." "Haha..." The three necromancers all laughed. Nimbas laughed especially happily, and the green light in his hand suddenly filled up.
But the next moment, like the blinking brilliance of a meteor, the light suddenly disappeared.
Also disappearing was Nimbas's hand. Originally, the control, preparation, and resonance of this magic had all been prepared perfectly. It was like holding a ball of smoke in your hand. With just one move of your hand, a final
A simple action would burst out immediately. But he didn't have time to do even this simplest action. His hand and the magic power condensed on it scattered like a pile of confetti in the wind.
The huge body of the bipedal flying dragon sank down, and the place where Gru stood just now was completely sunken. At the same time, two muffled sounds of broken ribs came from the flying dragon's body.
Nimbas's screams were not inferior to those of the two-legged dragon. Their screams sounded at the same time, and they were also extremely shrill and mixed together.
Gru, who had been standing still on the wyvern a moment ago, was now standing on the gargoyle, in front of Nimbas. Where he landed was the gargoyle's head, where stone debris was already flying. Standing.
At the same time as he reached the gargoyle, Gru also extended his hand.
It was also a hand, and his hand also had the same layer of light as Nimbas, but it was white. He seemed to just reach out and pat it with this white light hand, and Nimbas's green hand was condensed with magic.
The hand of light flew into pieces of flesh.
But Gru's body also paused at the same time, and a white light containing countless small and colorful light spots shone on him. Countless small light spots melted into his body at the first contact, and he immediately paused.
This meal only lasted no more than the blink of an eye. But with this moment of stasis, Nimbas had already screamed and jumped back from the gargoyle. The other blow that could have made his head shatter to pieces in the same way
A hand just passed over his chest and brought up a cloud of blood.
The attack he was aiming for failed, and he was actually hit by magic. Gru turned his head and glared at the Necromancer on the other gargoyle. White light lit up all over his body.
The Necromancer's whole body was shaken. He saw the boiling murderous intent and fighting spirit in those dark eyes. For the first time in his life, he felt fear.
Although he had been laughing since the beginning and thought he had a chance to win, he could also see that this person must be very powerful, and he also understood that he would definitely take action. He also knew that since the other party was so confident, he must have the capital to be confident. So he was proud of it.
Laughing, he also condensed a magic that was ready to be released at any time. He was deliberately waiting for this person to take action, and he also guessed that he must jump on top of the gargoyle. He waited to see this person become stiff in mid-air,
Then he fell from a height of 1,000 meters and was reduced to a pulp.
He did expect that person's attack method, but what he didn't expect was his own reaction. There was such a big gap between his eyes, reaction speed and the other person's movements. Until Nimbas' hand shattered,
Only when the opponent's figure stopped due to the attack did he realize what was going on, and he had the opportunity to use this magic that he had prepared for a long time. And because this magic had almost no range time, he barely saved Nim.
Bath has an old life.
This is not about taking advantage of a weak point to attack someone who is not prepared. This is real strength. The necromancer knows that if this person is coming for him, then his full vigilance is completely meaningless. In fact, maybe even the concept of death is still there.
Before it could be born, the head was shattered like Nimbas's hand.
In other words, he was no different from an insect in front of this person. This unprecedented fear swept through all his nerves in an instant.
The top-notch white magic paralysis technique that can make an elephant freeze for half an hour only results in a blink of an eye. If it is a battle between two evenly matched strong men, this may be a fatal opportunity.
But the three of them are just magicians. Even the top magicians, their body reactions and judgments are not much different from ordinary people. This moment is too short.
The necromancer no longer used offensive magic, and his confidence disappeared in an instant. Fear and urgency made him subconsciously cast an advanced protective white magic with all his strength, God's Blessing. At an almost top level of white magic
In an instant, he had dozens of auxiliary spells such as strength, blessing, luck, uplift, stone skin, and so on.
Gru bent down and jumped. The huge body of the gargoyle under his feet was instantly torn apart. In the eyes of the necromancer blessed with the eagle eye technique, his figure turned into a straight afterimage with white light, like a crossbow arrow.
Shot at the gargoyle where the Necromancer was.
God's blessing indeed saved the life of this necromancer. The eagle eye spell allowed him to see Gru's posture as he was about to bend down and rush over. The agility spell and the strength spell gave him enough reaction and strength to avoid it. It was too late at all.
Controlling the gargoyle, he jumped down in a hurry just like Nimbas.
The sound of the gargoyle shattering came from behind. The necromancer made laborious gestures in mid-air, recited incantations, used flying skills, and flew away as hard as he could. When he turned around, he saw the man standing in front of him.
Standing on a gargoyle, he bowed and punched. After a loud bang, the magical creature dozens of times his size burst into pieces, shattering into a pile of rubble and falling to the ground.
The only remaining gargoyle escaped from here under the control of the necromancer, and quickly rushed below to catch Nimbas who fell to the ground.
Gru jumped back to the wyvern from the fallen body of the gargoyle and nodded to Asa: "Good job."
When Gru moved, Asa was the first to react. He immediately began to gather magic power. When the flying dragon screamed, he immediately used an advanced healing technique. Otherwise, a rib was broken at the base of the wing.
The flying dragon was about to fall towards the ground immediately.
When Nimbas's hand shattered and the necromancer's paralysis was released, another necromancer was about to take action, but Asa's three fireballs had already arrived in front of him. The necromancer had to use three rounds
The thunderbolt smashed the fireball into pieces. But with this delay, the opportunity was lost at that moment of paralysis. Seeing Gru's figure that was like an arrow that could not be caught with the eyes, the Necromancer no longer dared to take action and hurriedly drove
He swooped down with the gargoyle and caught the falling Nimbas.
The flying Necromancer also landed on the Gargoyle at the same time. The three frightened Necromancers were now gathered on the only Gargoyle. In this short breath, their emotions fell from heaven to reality.
The fall was extremely painful. Just like an erudite and arrogant scholar who suddenly faced a ferocious beast, he found that the things he relied on to be proud were as pale and powerless as a joke. No matter how much magic, wisdom, and skill, at the most primitive level
Under the most brutal and direct speed and power, they were like waste. For the first time, they felt that they were as powerless as ordinary people.
The lips under the Necromancer's mask were trembling slightly. Whether it was due to anger, pain, or fear, it was not only the four gargoyles that were destroyed, but also their confidence.
Fear, shock, humiliation, coupled with incomparable pain, turned into hysterical anger. Nimbas held her severed hand, stared at the flying dragon and screamed like crazy: "Kill him,
Kill him. I’m going to kill him.”
Although he looked like he was going crazy, this was not crazy. After all, the three of them were the top magicians in the mainland. As long as they distanced themselves and were sufficiently prepared, the advantage would still be there. After all, as long as they could use
When a powerful spell is cast, flesh and blood will never be able to compete with it.
But before they could make any preparations, the wyvern hissed and suddenly began to dive straight towards the gargoyle.
The opponents on the wyvern also knew very well that they must not be allowed to distance themselves to prepare for big magic. There was only one gargoyle left, and the necromancers no longer had much room to move around.
Just like before, a figure with white light shot out from the flying dragon and rushed towards the gargoyle at a speed that could hardly be caught by the eyes.
Still only the Necromancer blessed with God's Blessing could see this faint figure. Although he still couldn't accurately catch such a high-speed opponent, the distance was now much further than before, and he had already tried his best to increase his magic power.
In preparation, the key is that he can clearly see the direction in which his opponent is coming. But at such a fast speed, it is impossible for any mage to use a wide range of high-level magic. He opened his hands and poured all the magic power that had been raised to the limit.
Instantly cast on a low-level spell...
A strange cracking sound sounded from mid-air and filled the air. Then the figure suddenly stopped and slowed down.
The necromancer lost his strength, knelt down, and was exhausted. His face outside the mask was already pale, and he coughed out a small mouthful of blood. He felt as if the magic power that had come back to him had twisted his internal organs to pieces.
The magic is low-level, but he used all his magic power to improve the effect. The force field shield used to block arrows and enemy movements is originally a dangerous low-level magic. If the force field is broken, the magician himself will be destroyed.
His magic must be disordered and even hurt. Although the force field shield he uses with all his strength can block a boulder thrown by a trebuchet, it is as fragile as a piece of paper under the impact of this figure. If it were not for the white blood in his body,
The magic was gentle and pure, and the magic rebound after the force field was broken could kill him.
But the magic he desperately used did have an effect. Although Gru was still diving here, after breaking through the force field, he had changed from the original white light and shadow into a person who everyone could see clearly.
Moreover, he was already in mid-air, with no way to rely on him. The other two necromancers fell on him with eyes that looked like corpse poison.
Nimbas screamed, and ripples of dead green gushed out and gathered in his only remaining hand. The dead green was so intense that it was as if he was holding a pool of stagnant water that had rotted for thousands of years. This pool
The stagnant water surged in his hand and transformed into an arrow that was so strong that it seemed to have a tangible substance.
Nimbas raised his hand and aimed at the figure in mid-air. No matter how powerful a fighter is, floating in the air without any support is just a living target. The undead arrow in his hand is his
The essence of decades of magical cultivation, absolutely no one, no creature can withstand this blow.
A violent explosion suddenly hit Gru in mid-air. The violent airflow and flames grew into a large group of death flowers in the space in an instant, and even the gargoyles began to sway under the impact of the airflow. The huge
Gru's figure was instantly submerged in the fireball produced by the explosion.
The three necromancers were all stunned, because none of them had taken action.
But the next moment, the figure rushed out of the flames again, resumed its original high speed and continued to rush towards the three necromancers on the gargoyle. The violent magical energy failed to tear him apart, but the impact of the explosion made him
Accelerate suddenly.
The white fighting spirit light on his body had reached its limit. He raised his hand, curled his slender fingers, and made a fist. Even in the sound of the explosion, the three necromancers felt like they heard the roar.
On the flying dragon, Asa retracted his palm and took a labored breath. This fireball, which was faster than an arrow, also contained such great power. If it hadn't been for learning from old man Sandro in the past two days, it would still have been possible.
There was really no use for it. Although he and Gru had no prior agreement, he also knew that this fireball was definitely the right choice.
Nimbas had a look of horror on his face. Because of the sudden acceleration, he knew that the magic in his hand could not be faster than this punch. But he felt his collar tighten, and his body suddenly began to hang in the air and fall backwards.
Gru's feet finally stepped on the gargoyle's head, and the extremely hard black rock instantly began to crack and splash. But the gargoyle was empty and there was no one left.
Three necromancers have already flown into the air. Or should I say, there is just one necromancer, carrying the other two.
Just when the first necromancer collapsed due to exhaustion and Nimbas was about to attack, the necromancer standing at the end had no time to spare. He also concentrated his magic power. When the explosion occurred, a
As soon as Gru accelerated, especially when he saw the raised fist, a subconscious fear involuntarily transformed the magic power he originally planned to attack into the motivation to escape.
Physically, he is indeed an old man who is similar to ordinary people. He does not have sharp body movements, let alone explosive power. If it were just physical dodge, he would die a thousand times. But he has been practicing for a lifetime.
When the magic was used, the speed was almost as fast as the opponent rushing from the opposite side. He grabbed the vests of his two companions with both hands and immediately jumped into the air at the speed of a frightened vulture. At the same time, he shouted: "So it was you that day.
.”
"So it was you who killed Asri that day." The necromancer dragging two companions in mid-air yelled, and the eyes under the skull mask were half angry and half fearful.
Gru didn't answer. He bent down, jumped up, and the head of the gargoyle under his feet was shattered. He flew straight towards the three necromancers high in the sky like a crossbow arrow.
But this time he failed. Fear had crushed the nerves of the Necromancer in mid-air, making him extremely sensitive. Almost as soon as he bent over, the Necromancer began to make evasive movements, dragging his two
The two companions slid to the side like a fish in the water, and Gru passed by a few meters away from them.
Nimbas looked at the passing figure, and the panic in his eyes was completely gone, replaced by ferociousness. The magic in his hand had taken shape, and he raised his hand, holding a death-shade that was purely condensed by magic waves.
The spiritual arrow waved at the passing Gru and shouted: "Go..."
The last word should be the word "die". He should be shouting "die". But Nimbas didn't yell out because his mouth died instantly.
Not just his mouth, but his entire head was shattered. Instead of flying everywhere like eggs and tomatoes, his head suddenly turned into a small firework that exploded silently. The two people beside him died.
The spirit mage's body was evenly covered with his flesh and blood, bone fragments and other bits and pieces. The silver skull mask was the only thing on his head that was not broken, but it was also completely twisted and transformed into a mass of tatters.
Without the head, the undead arrow in his hand, which was just short of being released, made a loud noise and dissipated.
With his remaining momentum unabated, Gru, who was still charging upward, retracted his fist and took a breath. For the first time, he showed some fatigue, because the distance between him and the necromancer was twenty meters when he punched.
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The flying Necromancer was stunned for a moment, and immediately let out a cry of extreme fear.
He was afraid not because he saw his companions die, but because he knew that if Nimbas hadn't been about to attack, his head would have been broken.
There was no warning in advance, and there was no magic fluctuation. He just seemed to see the person turning around in mid-air after passing by quickly, emitting a white fist and striking into the void, and then Nimbas' head exploded.
It was only then that he felt the abnormality in the air based on his subtle understanding of air flow. It was not magic, but pure power and speed. The punch he threw into the void was too fast and too powerful.
He actually punched out the air. The air mass ejected by this punch may only be a few tenths of the force of this punch, but it is more than enough for a human head.
Without any pause, the Necromancer dropped Nimbas's headless body and dragged another companion to fly away. It was twice as fast as when he came on a gargoyle, and he turned into a little black man in the blink of an eye.
point.
Gru's speed slowly weakened with the rising altitude, and then began to fall. Asa caught him on a flying dragon.
Standing on the flying dragon again, Gru looked a little embarrassed. However, this embarrassment was caused by Asa's hand. The fireball that exploded on his back almost completely shattered his clothes, revealing a statue full of power.
His beautiful body, most of his hair seemed to be singed, and his face was a little dark. But his expression was one of relief and affirmation, and he smiled at Asa: "Good job."
Asa also smiled: "You play better."
"I must be more careful in the future." Gru sighed, as if he was not very satisfied with the battle just now. "I didn't expect that dealing with these three flies would be a little more troublesome than I expected."