The crisis warning from the suicidal bird will even be half a step ahead of the person who takes action.
But after Su Lun heard the crow, his eyes flashed with thought for a moment, and he was a little slow for some reason.
Just at this moment, a "whoosh" sound broke through the air and quickly approached from the darkness.
While Su Lun dodged sideways, a wind element arrow with more power than a heavy sniper bullet passed by.
It looked like he was trying his best to avoid it, but the elemental arrow was filled with a sharp energy and actually cut a bloody hole in his arm. A blood arrow shot out.
In the darkness, blood dripped to the ground, stained the stone, and disappeared strangely.
Su Lun didn't seem to notice.
He looked at his wound and thought softly in his heart: "Hey, that guy has advanced to the seventh level?"
To be able to break through his sixth-level elemental armor so easily, apart from the blessing of weapons, it must be suppressed by his level.
He didn't expect that after not seeing him for a few days, Young Master William would actually turn his grief and anger into strength and advance to the seventh level?
How much life has been spent on [Profane Crown]?
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For a moment, Su Lun felt that Yekaterina's evaluation of William was really pertinent. When the young man encountered adversity, his mentality would collapse.
But it's not a big problem.
If it were only the previous sixth level, Su Lun would still feel that the acting of being hit by an arrow was too perfunctory.
And a new idea suddenly appeared in his mind
After Su Lun was hit by an arrow in his arm, he seemed to react.
The thin blade of wind element at the wound was like poison, still tearing at the wound crazily, and a heartbreaking pain hit my heart.
But he didn't care, he pinched the Warlock Seal, the runes all over his body were shining, and the shadow of the God of Death had already risen behind him.
After teleporting again, the whole person followed the direction of the arrow and appeared on the hillside a few hundred meters away.
Looking at the cloaked man in front of him, he didn't recognize that this was Young Master William.
This guy had no intention of leaving after the sneak attack, and seemed to be waiting for him to come to the door.
Su Lun pretended not to know and asked in a deep voice: "Who is your Excellency? Why do you want to plot against me?"
"Haha, who am I?"
William sneered and lifted up his cloak, revealing his distorted face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Now you know who I am!"
finally come!
finally come!
Do you know how I have been spending these days?
Watching you quarreling with each other in Rose Manor every day is like someone taking a knife to cut into your heart and sprinkle salt on it.
Every bit of my anger has turned into strength, and I will definitely grind you two bitches into ashes!
Although Su Lun knew it was Young Master William, looking at this white-haired guy with a distorted expression that looked like a wolf-dog guarding food, he still had a dark thought in his heart: How angry must he be to make himself so angry?
It seems that Yekaterina really grasped people's hearts to the extreme, and she didn't even stay at the manor for a few days.
"It's you!"
Su Lun doesn't seem to beep much, but she still has to do a full set of performances.
When mortal enemies meet, it's a killing move.
He raised his black scythe and slashed it with a domineering sword, then teleported away to a safe distance.
But what people didn't expect was that just as Su Lun teleported a hundred meters, the wind elements in front of him came one after another and condensed into a human figure again.
William looked at the shock in Su Lun's eyes and smiled strangely: "Jie Jie Jie, you think you can really escape because of your spatial displacement ability? That was all before, but now hehehehe"
Su Lun looked at the wings behind him and raised his eyebrows.
Wind professionals are already best at displacement in terms of speed, and the legendary breeding equipment of this phantom beast species [Feather of the Wind God Bird] is even more powerful, not to mention that it is on someone with the [A-003-Wind Whisperer] talent.
Before, William of the sixth level was not sure about keeping Su Lun, but now
The flying speed of this guy is no slower than the spatial displacement!
The essence of the teleportation spell is to exchange energy for displacement distance. Even though the space spell has the advantage of displacement, it still follows the "principle of equivalent exchange".
For example, if the same amount of energy is consumed, Su Lun's space teleportation can move one hundred meters, while the wind spell can only move sixty meters.
But the level crushing and endless wind elements made this gap instantly smoothed.
Therefore, theoretically speaking, if Su Lun does not use external force to teleport, he may not be able to escape from the hands of the current seventh-level Young Master William.
Su Lun looked at it but was not afraid at all. He pinched the surgeon's seal with both hands, and his eyes were as bright as lightning: "Hormones are running rampant, six solutions!"
Looking again at the tangled muscles of his golden body with faint runes, the dark spiritual power all over his body surged out like a steaming flame.
There was a "pop" sound, the air was stamped, and the whole person rushed away like a phantom.
William looked at the sarcastic smile in his eyes and said, "Fight to the death!"
He pinched the surgeon's seal with both hands and shouted softly: "Void Attendant Wind Witch!"
When he looked again, a huge shadow of a witch appeared behind William. This was the perfect image of the top secret art of wind, the Four Attendants Mysterious Art [Virtual Attendant].
The Warlock Seal in his hand changed, and he once again produced a seventh-level spell: "The Mystery of the Wind·No Sky Forbidden Area!"
Just as Su Lun rushed over, he suddenly felt sharp edges all around his body.
Before there was any reaction, his body was stagnant as if he had crashed into the quagmire of the wind element.
The ubiquitous breeze has condensed into countless sharp wind blades, and the storm rises instantly, like a meat grinder.
Even with the domineering body protection, Su Lun felt the pain drilling into his bones.
"It's so strong. The threshold of seventh level is indeed a qualitative change."
Su Lun screamed in his heart, but faced the difficulty without hesitation.
"Keng", "Keng", "Keng"
The sharp sound of metal touching could be heard all over the sky.
In an instant, the whole sky was filled with the figures of two people fighting fiercely.
At the same time, in a village full of corpses, a bearded man wearing a black and white robe was drawing a blood sacrifice formation in a hurry.
Many evil spells of voodoo require fresh living people. There is a village here that is just right.
This guy is naturally Las Lisboa, the "Immortal Monk" among the top ten legendary bounty hunters.
Looking at the battle between the two people in the distance, Las Lisboa was amazed: "Yo yo yo. The God of Death can kill Hyndman Elpso. It's really not bad at all. Then William probably thought he had forced his way in." At level seven, we have a sure chance of winning. Ridiculous, ridiculous."
The legendary hunter who had been immersed in the seventh level for many years didn't see anything more. He smiled sinisterly and said: "Tsk, tsk, there is a plan. At this time, I still want to use people as a whetstone. If I hadn't come here, No, even if another seventh-level professional comes, I won’t be able to keep you.”
It was almost time to draw the blood refining formation. The demon monk seemed to have remembered something again and said to himself: "If the wax museum is really going to come out, then it's time for Young Master William to ask for help. I have to be prepared. What will happen to the Raigadi family in the future? My lord is still of great use, and this young man cannot die here."
This monster monk has a relaxed expression and is very sure that his target tonight will definitely die.
Because he just got a ball of blood in his hand.
I just sensed and confirmed that it is the "Fick" young man.
Without getting the blood, he still felt there was a slight chance that someone could escape using space magic.
But now, no matter how Fike escapes, he will definitely die!
Thinking of something, Las Lisboa turned his attention to the steam castle not far away.
He seemed to have anticipated wonderful scenes, and smiled with a lewd smile: "Tsk, tsk, I have long heard that the fourth lady of the Lance family is a rare and top-notch product, and I had fun today. It was a little bit worse in the past few years. , now that you are married, it is the right time for a young woman to feel good.”
In the steam castle, Catherine is playing with an astrolabe.
This is a top-notch forbidden item passed down from the line of astrologers.
She was moving a few meteorite pieces as if playing chess, her expression as calm as ever.
She is deducing astrology and interfering with some mystical formulas.
Suddenly, she seemed to feel the disgusting malice in the village not far away. She frowned slightly, but she returned to normal in an instant.
In those deep eyes, it seemed that he was considering something more distant.
The noise of the battle outside became more and more exaggerated. At this moment, the driver at the front of the car asked in a solemn tone: "Miss, the situation over there doesn't seem to be good. Do you want to help?"
Ekaterina said calmly, "No need. Fight for a while and he will solve it."
The battle on the hillside was getting more and more intense.
No matter how Su Lun moves in space, William can quickly stick to him like a ghost.
As a result, Su Lun could only fight at close quarters.
But the seventh level versus the sixth level, the level suppression caused Su Lun to suffer a great loss.
The top cursed object [Aeolus Wind Elf Bow] in William's hand, inherited from the Raigadi family, is like a tracking sniper, it will shoot wind element arrows in a curve, making it impossible for people to avoid it.
After fighting for a short time, he was retreating steadily, and his current condition looked extremely miserable.
Although the double blessing of [Rune King Kong] and body-protecting domineering power meant that he had no fatal injuries for the time being, it seemed like it could only delay his death.
Regardless of treasures or talents, Young Master William is the best among professionals at the same level.
"Aren't you the famous "God of Death"? Why don't you take out those tattered puppets of yours and let me learn from them? What's wrong? It's useless even if you take them out, right?"
"The old guys who didn't kill you last time and let you take away my beloved family still want to support you. Damn it, damn it. Everything in Raiga Land is mine, and Katyusha is mine too!"
"Damn it, you and that bitch both have to die tonight! Both of you have to die!"
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William was fighting and screaming like a madman.
He was not in a hurry to kill Su Lun, but wanted to torture him to death bit by bit in order to let out the evil spirit that had been pent up in his heart for a long time.
It is precisely because of this that the two of them have been able to fight for so long.
Suddenly, after another confrontation, a figure flew out and smashed a hilltop with a bang.
dusty.
Su Lun, whose robe was torn in pieces, stood up in the dirt pile.
This time he did not rush forward arrogantly, but muttered to himself: "This guy can only put so much pressure on me. It's time to end."
He didn't pay attention to Young Master William's beep,
But I also know that it’s almost done.
After being beaten for so long, the oppression of the seventh-level profession was really felt.
If you don't act sincerely, you will be seriously injured.
good!
From the beginning to the end, Su Lun was training with Young Master William.
Level 7 is a big threshold, and the best shortcut is to find an opponent who can give him fatal pressure and learn the opportunity to advance from the battle.
But Su Lun's current strength is very embarrassing.
At the sixth level, he is almost invincible at the same level, but at the seventh level, he can't be beaten.
This makes it difficult to find an opponent who can put you in danger of death.
Unexpectedly, I met a young man named William who had just advanced to the seventh level and had not even integrated the breeding suit.
It's perfect for practicing.
But killing him with a puppet doesn't improve his own perception much.
Just thinking about this fight just now.
It makes too much sense to continue fighting now.
At this moment, Su Lun suddenly held the Warlock Seal with both hands.
Young Master William on the opposite side seemed to feel that he had a chance to win. Although he recognized that the sorcerer's seal was a psychic technique, he didn't care at all what the psychic technique was about.
In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery are futile.
Another arrow was shot.
At this moment, Su Lun's Warlock Seal also condensed, and he shot a seven-pointed star formation on the ground with one hand: "Necromantic Technique·Horror Wax Museum!"
The scene around them changed, and the two people suddenly appeared from a rural hillside in front of a dilapidated building in the countryside.
William's displacement speed is very fast, which means that if Su Lun wants to kill him, he must restrict the space!
William looked at the changing scene around him. The shadow of the "Wind Witch" behind him suddenly grew louder, and the area of the wind field beneath his feet shrank, protecting him within it.
He didn't realize that he was restricted to a special space.
But after looking around for a moment, there was no fear on his face, and he only sneered: "Do you think trapping me can change the outcome of your upcoming death?"
Su Lun didn't mean to beep with him anymore. He raised his hand and the dilapidated building behind him lit up with light.
At this moment, as soon as William finished speaking, it was as if he had seen some unbelievable scene, and his grinning expression instantly froze.
There are many figures in the thirty-two display windows.
Although there are only a dozen wax figures left, they are all four-element wax figures left over from the past.
The cross lit up in the sky, Su Lun made a casual move, and a wax figure with a terrifying face condensed around him.
After the wind element surged, the shadow of a "wind witch" condensed behind the wax figure.
If you look closely, you will see that it is even more solid than the one behind William!
Seeing this scene, William's expression changed suddenly. He didn't understand anything about this terrifying wind element surge.
Although he didn't know what was going on with the wax figure, looking at the wax figure's face, he immediately recognized it: "Grandpa Hermann!"
Isn't this the eighth-level professional "Wind God" Herman Regadi whose family died in battle twenty years ago?
How would it appear here?
However, the shocked expression had not yet completely appeared on his face.
Three more wax figures condensed around Su Lun.
[No Attendant: Flame Emperor], [Rain Attendant: Tear Witch], [Mountain Attendant: The Will of Uriah]
Behind the other three wax figures, the phantoms of the Four Attendants' Mysterious Techniques also rose up!
As soon as the four-element wax figure was lifted up, the auras of each other came to life, and the elements in the entire space were actually controlled.
Young Master William was shocked when he saw this scene.
He never thought that his "Brother Fick" would have such a terrifying puppet!
But why is it being used now?
Faith collapses in just a moment.
The moment he saw this, William was heartbroken.
He is proud of his pride,
Strength, rank, talent
As a result, he is just like a puppet to others?
The huge gap shattered all of William's proud beliefs, and turned into more vicious emotions, attacking his heart.
The horror of wax figures is a secret technique of the undead. Very few people have heard of it, let alone seen it.
Su Lun was very surprised when he saw it for the first time.
William was shocked and felt a real death threat.
He obviously felt that the wind element he could control was suppressed by 70% in an instant, and even the elemental transformation was greatly restricted.
The balance of victory seemed to tilt to one side all of a sudden. When William saw this, he still didn't understand that the other party had already planned to kill him.
It's just useless.
At the same time, a cold light flashed in William's eyes, and he quietly used the wind element to shatter a rune crystal he was wearing, and roared extremely ferociously: "I want you to die!"
Su Lun seemed unaware of his little move, and was not interested in explaining anything to a dying man.
He raised his hand and made a move, and a dozen puppets rushed forward instantly.
I have been practicing using puppetry to control wax figures these days, and my progress is pretty good.
Although it is not as easy to control as the necromancer like the previous "Curator" Heidemann, it is enough to kill a half-assed seventh-level person.
It is impossible for these dozen wax figures to give William any chance of survival!
The moment William disappeared on the hillside, Las Lisboa, the "immortal monk" in the village, discovered him.
Unsurprisingly, he muttered: "Hey, we finally used the wax museum. So it's time for Young Master William to ask for help."
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Las Lisboa saw that the rune crystal beside him also shattered.
"Tsk, tsk, I thought he was going to give him a beating. He asked for help just after entering. This young master William really cares about his own life."
The demon monk muttered something in his mouth, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all.
Using the blood as a guide, he recited mysterious spells devoutly in his mouth, and the magic circle under his feet lit up with a strange black light.
As soon as the last syllable of the spell fell, the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to rise suddenly. He shouted softly: "Curse spell: Gaze of Nashmara!"
When Las Lisboa's spell was completed, an empty eye suddenly opened in the black light on the magic circle, like the eye of a god.
As soon as the pupils focused, a strange black light burst out from the small room.
In an instant, this black light completely ignored the space barrier and appeared in the wax museum.
Seeing the cursed black light coming, Young Master William seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and looked ecstatic.
But Su Lun's expression was very calm.
He knew very well that the medium of the curse was his own blood, and there was no way to avoid it.
What is surprising is that,
The cursed light fell on him, Su Lun felt as if his soul had been hit, and then
He was fine. The one who hit him collapsed.
Su Lun showed a painless expression, obviously he had expected it.
This is the difference between unequal information.
William was still feeling triumphant and thought he had ambushed someone.
Little did he know that when he first came into contact with Las Lisboa a few days ago, the Military Intelligence Agency had already known the news.
Su Lun turned his head and saw that Young Master William, who was surrounded by more than a dozen puppets not far away, was looking back in shock. That horrified look explained everything: Why are you not dead!
Su Lun didn't hesitate anymore, the controller's wax figure killed him
Almost all curse spells that cause immediate death are essentially based on the fate of the caster and the target.
To use an analogy, it's a bit like an egg touching an egg.
If you touch it, the one that breaks will die.
The Curse Warlock will have some secret blessings to make his destiny more "hard".
But even so, once the opponent cannot be killed, the backlash of the spell will cause the caster to bear the same or even greater price.
There is a high probability of death on the spot.
As for "fate", no one can explain it clearly. There is no guarantee that a low-level professional you meet will be someone with great luck.
Therefore, almost all curse warlocks are incapable of doing good.
That's when the [Nashmara's Gaze] spell was condensed and Las Lisboa thought it could easily kill the target.
Suddenly, a powerful backlash came like a wave. Las Lisboa had already guessed what was going on, and his face was horrified.
But how quickly did the backlash come?
Before he could react, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.
The tall body fell to the ground with a "snap", his breath was gone, and he died suddenly on the spot.
However, a strange scene happened immediately.
After a few breaths, the "corpse" suddenly opened its eyes. After the resurrection, Las Lisboa was shocked: "How is it possible! How can the fate of a mortal person be so terrible!"
