Chapter five hundred and twentieth The battle that started after a disagreement
"Come on, come on, eat this and you won't get sick again!" Zoe's ears seemed to echo the scene when the teacher fed her Baicao Shuang.
Now the smell of this stuff was a hundred times more disgusting than Baicao Shuang. She really didn't know how the other party ate it with relish.
Just when she was about to run away, a roar came from a distance.
"Which pervert is cooking shit here in the middle of the night!"
Avoiding the thick bushes with one hand, a mage wearing a red robe and a hood appeared in front of the two of them, and said in a bad tone: "Little brat, if you want to eat shit, go home to your mother.
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Being on duty in the middle of the night was already very unpleasant. Just when I was about to have some midnight snacks, a strong smell of shit floated in the air. It was strange that I was in a good mood.
He was still cursing and talking, but the person who had remained silent and the suddenly quiet air shocked him.
Although it was unclear why he was palpitating, as a mage he was still cautious and allowed him to instantly activate the flash technique in the scroll space.
Whoosh!
Five iron chains suddenly shot out from the ground, instantly piercing through his remaining image.
"They have always been the only ones to kill people, and they have never dared to attack them. It has been a long time of peace, and people outside have forgotten their former reputation!" Regarding this raid, the mage was quite angry, but also a little scared.
That monster doesn't look easy to mess with. If he had been entangled by that little brat's iron binding technique just now, the consequences would be disastrous.
Even though he had now escaped from the encirclement using Flash, his situation was still not optimistic. He was specialized in elemental spells and did not have much experience in fighting alone.
A move of vector resistance deflected the phantom dog that rushed over first, and he quickly chanted Bigby's Protective Palm. Only this fifth-level force field spell could bring him a sense of security.
After the second turn, he got an opportunity to strengthen his specialization, which could greatly shorten the chanting time and cooling time of elemental spells. With the two super-magic specialties of mobile casting and rapid casting, he was confident that he would be able to attack the demon.
Complete the spell before coming here.
The thumping footsteps were approaching, and his heart was beating rapidly. If he had known that this would happen, he would never have come alone to check on the situation.
As the last syllable fell, a huge magic palm quickly appeared in front of him.
With this spell, this demon shouldn't be able to get close to him. As long as he is careful with that little kid's summoning spell and persists until his friends arrive, he can let them know the cost of angering a red-robed mage.
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With a pop, a sound like a bubble being popped came from in front of him.
When the mage turned his head, he saw five slender black claws directly piercing his Bigby protective palm, and then continued to pierce his heart without losing momentum.
"Demon-breaking attributes!" he shouted wildly, with a hint of confusion in his trembling voice.
How strong is the demon-breaking attribute to be able to destroy one of his enhanced fifth-level spells so easily?
Sherlock didn't know how strong the demon-breaking properties of this black claw were, but in previous experiments, even Zoe's underworld ring couldn't stop it from piercing.
Equally powerful is its armor-breaking property. The Centipede Snake's carapace is as fragile as tofu in front of it, let alone the mage's robe in front of it, its defensive power is completely in vain.
His heart was hit so hard that he would be unable to cast spells in a short period of time. Just as Sherlock wanted to seize the opportunity to lock the opponent's throat, a hurricane force pushed him away.
It's hurricane bombardment. This fifth-level spell cannot be cast instantly. It should be a trigger spell on the opponent's robe.
The red-robed mage looked pale. He covered his chest with one hand and stood up with difficulty by supporting the ground with the other hand.
As a second-level mage, how could he not have a few means to save his life? This hurricane bombardment is just one of them.
Even if the conjurer hadn't covered the entire battlefield with the Gap Domain, he could have escaped into an alien plane by relying on the effects of magic props.
Before, he had a plan to hold his position, wait for the support of his companions, and then counterattack, but now he has forced himself into a desperate situation.
In this situation, if you want to survive, you can only delay as much time as possible, and talking is obviously the best way to delay time.
"You two, don't kill me. I am willing to compensate you for my previous words and deeds." While he apologized, he took out four elemental crystals from his pocket.
Elemental magic is one of the most expensive professions. If you don't carry two elemental crystals, you don't have to say that you specialize in the elemental school.
It's just that even the richest people are reluctant to use this kind of material that can easily be bought with more than 100,000 gold coins as daily consumables. What is the origin of this mage, but he can actually get four of them as an apology.
"As long as you agree, I am willing to give out more treasures in exchange for my life. Of course, I am not without the ability to resist. After all, we have no hatred and no grudges, and we can't live or die against each other." The red-robed mage said calmly.
His partner should have noticed something strange here. Just give him a little more time, a little more time...
Two black shadows floated behind him, and the red-robed mage's thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
He pointed out that he did not realize the real reason why these two people wanted to kill him in the end, otherwise he would never have such naive ideas.
When he took out the elemental crystal for temptation, Zoe, who had been determined to kill her from the beginning, had already begun to recite the spell silently.
Those two black shadows were her masterpiece. Assassin attendants with powerful concealment and explosive abilities, as long as they were close to them, it would be difficult for a profession like a mage to escape the coordinated strangulation.
Coupled with the fatal wound that pierced the heart just now, the two injuries combined were enough to end the opponent's life.
"Run!"
Hearing Zoe's call, Sherlock turned around and ran out without hesitation without even looking at the drop.
Boom, boom, boom...
Continuous explosions came from behind, instantly blowing the earth wall technique deployed by Zoe into powder.
"tarpaulin!"
"There!"
"Chase!"
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Suddenly, under the otherwise silent night, fire suddenly appeared and shouts arose.
Sherlock glanced back and saw at least eight figures, and judging from the fluctuations in the magic power of these spells, the next few people were obviously much stronger than the one they killed.
The dust storm among them left dozens of scars on his demonic body after blowing over a distance of hundreds of yards.
In terms of the power of a single round of spells, none of the mess of spells in Zoe's spell slot can match it.
