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Chapter 83 Decisive Battle 11

The sudden appearance of the black-robed mage surprised Li Ang. Although it is not difficult for a person with outstanding strength to cross the city wall, Li Ang had already left the city gate for three or four minutes. The opponent could catch up so quickly, which means that the black-robed mage in front of him had at least a certain advantage in speed.

The other party was faster than him, which means it was impossible to escape without caring about anything. So understanding this, Li Ang opened his mouth and said, "Cough...

Before Li Ang finished speaking, a black javelin penetrated horizontally from his throat. At the same time, Zhao Tian and Xu Zhe, who had been lurking near Li Ang, launched a surprise attack from behind the black-robed mage.

One shot and one sword pointed directly at the mage with a thunderous wind and thunder. However, when the two of them had an attack of half a meter away from the black-robed mage, a row of black magic spears protruded from the ground, and then several black spears were added in the air - they were firmly sealed in the spear formation.

"Shadow Prison." After completely controlling Li Ang, Zhao Tian, ​​and Xu Zhe, the black-robed mage slowly said these two words. Then he looked at them curiously, especially at Li Ang curiously and said: "It's strange that your strength is exactly the same as the expected information. How did you defeat those two holy ranks?"

"Do you want to know?" Although he was pierced through his throat and spoke very vaguely, Li Ang, who was zombie-like, didn't care about the pain at all. There was still a very small amount of zombie scattered. He also considered that there might be an accident, so he left one hand. However, before he could reach out to get it, two shadow guns pierced his arms.

"No, I don't want to know! After all, that's something that can defeat the holy level. I'm just a 'small' quasi-saint level!" The black-robed mage was not really interested in Li Ang's means of defeating the holy level, but he understood the difference between his quasi-saint level and the real holy level, so he wouldn't be so arrogant that he thought that the props that were effective for the holy level were ineffective for her.

"Although you have countless secrets, I don't plan to use confession or other means to trap your words, because you are a threat to live!" The black-robed mage said, and condensed a shadow gun with his hands again, aimed it at Li Ang's head, intending to give him a fatal blow.

But Li Ang understood that this black-robed mage still hoped to get some secrets from him - otherwise he would not have to restrict everyone's actions like this. If he really wanted to shut up forever, then just gave him a fatal blow as soon as he met. Just like the shadow killer of the holy level, he still had no time to react without using fighting spirit. This is the gap in level.

So he didn't do everything he could to get rid of Li Ang as soon as he came up, so it must be that he had some plans.

But what exactly did he want? Li Ang had no idea, because Li Ang just learned about such a person just now - he saw him playing a word game alone at the city gate, and putting the charge of treason on Hart's head.

Just as Li Ang racked his brains to consider what kind of secret to attract his attention, Xu Zhe in the shadow prison spoke out: "You... really know our... our intelligence? What does the Magic Guild... mean? To provoke a war between... and the Assassin Alliance?"

"How could it be? It is precisely because I know your situation that I choose to imprison you instead of destroying you. It's just that Li Ang has the important secrets of our Magic Guild, so he must die!"

People from the Magic Guild! Through the brief conversation just now, Li Ang has already understood the identity of this black-robed mage. He has been hunted down by the Magic Guild for so long, and naturally understands what the Magic Guild wants.

"What if I hand over the magic sword I found from the ruins?" Understanding what the other party wanted, Li Ang naturally immediately found the topic of entry. Although he was speechless, Les still clearly heard the keywords he wanted to hear.

The word "Demon Sword" found in the ruins, especially the word "Demon Sword", made Les's eyes lit up, but he still asked quietly: "Demon Sword? Have you never seen it during the pursuit? Is it the big sword I used in the Undead Mountains, or the short sword that just fought against giant zombies? Well...or are both weapons?"

"Yes, not." Li Ang took out the hilt of the sword held in his hand, and then showed it: "It's my magic sword, right? Lord Celia?"

"Sir Celia?!"

Although Li Ang took her to the front stage and was called by Li Ang in person, Celia did not respond to Li Ang. Li Ang treated her as her last trump card, but she chose to ignore it at this critical moment. Li Ang's heart suddenly felt like it was falling to the bottom.

"I am just a weapon, and there is no difference between you and others." At this time, Li Ang also remembered what Celia said to him. She is just a weapon, and she will not fight for anyone, because who her master is, there is no difference for her.

In other words, under the current circumstances, Celia also believes that Li Ang has no room for retreat, so she no longer provides help to Li Ang.

"Is this really a magic sword?" The black-robed mage looked at the hilt of the sword in Li Ang's hand and questioned. But even so, he still used the shadow gun to knock off the magic sword in Li Ang's hand the next second.

The hilt of the sword fell to the ground under the pulling force of gravity, falling into the abyss with Li Ang's hope.

Just as the hilt of the sword touched the ground, there was no sound of metal falling to the ground. On the contrary, there was a sound of hope, an 18-year-old girl's voice.

“Terras Field – Expand!”

With the sound of that sound, strange ripples appeared on the flat ground, and then the hilt of the magic sword completely sank into the ground, and a dazzling white light was emitted from the ground. After the white light, the shadow gun inserted on Li Ang's body and the shadow prison imprisoning Zhao Tian, ​​Xu Zhe's shadow prison disappeared, and replaced by a huge magic circle appeared in front of Li Ang.

"What's the situation? Why can the magic sword that has lost its control be activated?" The black-robed mage Les was extremely surprised. He was originally worried that Li Ang would use the magic sword to knock it down, but he didn't expect that instead activated the unknown magic sword.

And it was not only Les and Li Ang who were equally surprised. After all, Celia had chosen to remain silent just now, and then suddenly took action. He had no idea what she was thinking, so he could only ask again: "Sir Celia? Are you?"

"Help you get out of the predicament! Can't you even see this?" The girl voice coming from the magic circle was a little angry: "Using this ability will consume a lot of my magic power. I can't activate it again in the next half month. You actually asked me what I was doing?!"

At this time, Li Ang naturally would not touch her bad head, so he said decisively: "Uh, I'm just curious, why didn't you answer me when I called you just now?"

"I want to worry about the two options of 'saving your life' and 'paralyze for half a month'. Isn't this possible?!" Celia continued to be angry. After all, she would be paralyzed for half a month after making this choice. And she and Li Ang were not related, so she would of course doubt whether this choice was worth it.

"Yes! Of course!" Since Celia was willing to protect his life, Li Ang naturally wanted to be grateful. "Mr. Celia, you can actually do this for me. I am so moved!"

"Hu... Wu Wu! Who is for you?" Although you can slap the flattery at will, the girl's butt can't be slapdated casually. So Li Ang slap her butt, and Celia jumped up and retorted: "I... I just want this shadow magician to understand! The shadow demon is no longer suitable for this era!!!"

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A female swordsman appeared in the magic circle! He said, "Level: Swordsman, come according to the enlistment."

Li Ang: This is really a bunker.

Les: What's the quasi-saint level? I have a magic sword, so why do you think I will definitely lose?

Li Ang: Because, when you decide to use the Shadow Spear as a weapon, the winner has been decided!

Rice: What are you shouting loudly!!!
Chapter completed!
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