In this way, Angelet used the strongest metal fused with his body to solidify in Quezman's hands to prevent him from being too powerful.
At the same time, a small stream of metallic liquid continued to flow towards Quezman's face. Looking at the direction, it actually wanted to get into his nostrils, ears and mouth.
There was a hint of a sinister smile on Quezman's face. His muscles were constantly exerting force, and the metal in his hand was cracking layer by layer. He punched Angelet hard with his other hand, and the pure and powerful force caused the surrounding seawater to swell.
It also brought about waves of whirlpools
A muffled sound
Metal and fist collided together, making a sound
In the turbid sea water, the two people suddenly separated and faced each other from a distance.
The surroundings were completely black and bluish, and nothing could be seen except the sea water. Both of them slowly stepped on the sea water to prevent themselves from sinking further. Below was a trench, bottomless and pitch black.
profound
With a hiss, Quezman ripped off the metallic liquid from his body, raised the fan-like blade again, and slashed at Angelet.
Under his terrifying power, a large amount of sea water was directly squeezed into a translucent whirlpool and flew towards Angelet.
After striking out the whirlpool, Quezman raised his left hand, and five palm-length green spikes suddenly appeared around the blade of Evil Thought, and slowly rotated. He raised the Scimitar of Evil Thought and aimed it at Angelet and swung it hard.
Five spikes followed the whirlpool and flew towards Angele
Angelet felt that a huge force was squeezing into his mouth and nose with a large amount of water. Before the vortex could reach, the water squeezed over almost suffocated him. He hurriedly raised his right hand, a conical silver metal side
Quickly stood in front of him
The vortex was slid away by the conical metal, and five green spikes followed and hit the conical metal hard.
Angele hid behind, thickening the cone layer by layer.
The moment the vortex and spikes hit him, he felt a huge force hitting him through the metal cone.
Angelet's face flushed, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Hee hee hee
Three consecutive sounds, three spikes penetrated directly through the cone, only a few centimeters away from Angelet's face, and the faint green light illuminated his face a miserable green.
Before he could catch his breath, a green figure rushed over from the left. It was Quezman, with a sinister smile on his face.
There was another muffled sound, and Angele was hit hard by Quezman.
There was a splash of water, and he was suddenly knocked out of the water. His whole body was directly hit in the air, and red blood splashed.
With another sound of water, Quezman emerged from the water, raised his head and looked at Angele who was about to fall, and directly raised his fan-like scimitar to strike hard.
The scimitar struck hard, and Quezman rushed to the other side in an instant, and struck Angelet again with a knife. Pieces of metal fragments continued to scatter.
He shuttled back and forth and hit Angelet again and again with continuous banging sounds. It was simply a one-sided killing.
"Too weak, too weak, too weak," Quezman shouted loudly.
With the last blow, Angelet was severely beaten into the air. Quezman's face slowly revealed a hint of a ferocious smile and evil thoughts. The green aura on the scimitar became thicker and thicker, and he suddenly struck Angelet again.
This was the first time that Angelet had been beaten so badly. He was hit hard by several consecutive violent impacts and his brain was a little dazed.
Seeing a ferocious smile on Kuizhman's face below, he struck directly at him again.
"You forced me..." He finally couldn't help but reveal a hint of ferocity on his face. The surface of his pale silver skin slowly cracked a gap, and an ice-blue heart slipped quietly into his hand. At the same time, his left
On the face, three lines of silver metal slowly appeared
"enough"
Suddenly an old female voice came
A bit of white light suddenly shot into the mid-air between the two people. The light spot suddenly expanded and turned into a transparent crystal disk, completely separating the two people.
Four distorted blue light characters flashed on the transparent disk, like four weird biological graphics.
Angelet and Quezman could see the murderous intent on each other's faces through the transparent disk, but they both knew that the fight could not go on. Milisa's huge aura slowly pressed towards this side,
The meaning of blocking is obvious
"There is no need to continue fighting. There are still many dangers in the ruins. We can't waste our strength before entering." Milisa's voice came.
Angele put his toes on the transparent disk, gently used his strength, jumped into the sea water not far away, and swam towards the shore.
Quezman followed closely and put away his scimitar, and the two of them stepped ashore one after another. Their whole bodies glowed with red light, and a large amount of white water vapor evaporated. Soon, the wet robes on their bodies were dried by red energy particles.
Dry
Back on shore, the situation of the battle was clear.
"Green was suppressed from the beginning to the end. The difference in strength is already obvious, but the little guy who is just vaporized is not bad." Old man Belen said with a smile.
The rest of the people didn't say anything, and Ani's eyes clearly flashed with disappointment.
Lispel's face was still cold and there was no expression on her face.
"But with this little strength, you actually dare to be arrogant with me..." Quezman sneered and walked over, "Mr. Milissa, you shouldn't have stopped me. It would be great if you let me kill this kid directly. When the time comes,
There will be more people going back to share things.”
"Okay, let's go." Milisa's face was calm, and she pointed at the transparent disc.
With a crash and a crisp sound of glass shattering, the disk exploded instantly and turned into countless transparent fragments that dissipated and merged into the air.
Angelet lowered his face, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent
If Milissa hadn't blocked them in the end, the dozens of energy hearts on his body would have definitely killed this Quezman directly. He always felt that Milissa's timing was too accurate.
Fortunately, the power of the energy heart has not been exposed. When entering the ruins in the future, there will be many opportunities to kill this Quezman.
Several wizards were silent. As for the followers around them, no matter which wizard was strong or weak, they were all extremely powerful beings, so naturally they did not dare to comment at will.
Milisa was walking alone, and Quezman was also walking alone. They were at the front.
Aini and Beren were surrounded by a circle of followers, faintly protecting them in the middle and behind them.
Angele originally wanted to walk behind alone, but Lispel ended up at the end with three knights forming a cross formation to protect her.
Angelet was inexplicably beaten violently by Quezman. Although his injuries were not serious, he was only a few mouthfuls of blood from the shock, but he felt a little depressed in his heart.
Quezman's strength and physique have already surpassed him by too much. In this case, melee physical attacks are obviously not suitable. He can only use witchcraft to attack. The continuous attack speed just now is too fast.
You can only use superimposed metal force fields to resist attacks. Fortunately, three layers of superposition can barely block the attack without causing serious injury.
Thinking of the little hallucination control of the hallucination mark just now, which caused Quezman to deviate from the direction of attack, Angele had a vague idea in his mind.
A group of people formed a long snake and walked along the coast to the depths of the island.
The entire island is made of black rocks
Wherever you look, there are rugged and steep rocks everywhere, with no green plants or traces of animals.
The whole island gives people a sense of lifeless silence
A group of people walked among the black stones, stepping on small stones from time to time, making a slight sound. A cold breeze blew over, and even the knights couldn't help but tighten their collars.
Angele was walking in the middle of the team, and he looked around. The road they were walking on was a mountain road that went up diagonally. They could only see black and uneven rocks on both sides, and there were gravel at the foot.
He bent down and picked up a piece, holding it in his hand to observe
The stone is very similar to coal. The surface is slightly shiny. The layers are not very hard. When you pinch it gently, you can see the fine black stone powder falling down. There is no smell at all.
"The smell of negative energy from the undead..." He threw away the stone in his hand thoughtfully.
The sound of footsteps echoed on the island
Milisa walked at the front, and the black stone in her hand was still being pulled forward by itself, pointing the direction for the entire team.
Finally, after more than half an hour, everyone arrived at a platform protruding from the mountainside.
On the black rock platform, a huge stone corona with a diameter of more than ten meters lies quietly on the platform.
The corona is gray-white, incompatible with the black rocks. In the middle of the round plate, a slender black stone needle is seven or eight meters high, casting a faint shadow on the corona.
"This is the entrance to the ruins." Milisa walked up to the sun crown and said loudly, "There are different ways to enter the main entrance every time. Let's look for clues together."
Several wizards also consciously spread out and moved around on the corona.
Angele squatted on the edge of the corona disk and observed the characters and lines carved on it.
Engraved in front of him is an upside-down V, just like the letter A without a horizontal line in the middle.
"This is a character commonly used by an ancient wizard organization called the Axis of Time. It represents the number 5." Lispel's voice came in front of Angelet.
"Axis of Time?" Angelet has never heard of this name at all.
"An ancient wizard sect that worships time. They believe that time is everything. If you control time, you can control your destiny." Lispel said lightly. "Later, during a large-scale race battle, they suddenly disappeared mysteriously. The entire sect, with a total of thousands of people,
Wizards suddenly disappeared en masse across the entire west coast without leaving any trace. They disappeared suddenly into the air as if they had never appeared. If they hadn't left behind a large number of relics, no one would have remembered their existence."
"It's weird." Angelet stood up. "Is there any other information?"
"Yes." Lispel turned around, "It is said that the highest level of wizards in the Axis of Time at that time reached level 4, and they were the strongest organization on the entire West Coast."
"Level 4..." Angelet was slightly shocked at how difficult it is for a wizard to advance. He has now fully realized that long-term meditation can no longer improve his mental power much. Without the supplement and stimulation of resources, he
He has a premonition that he will probably be able to stay at the level of a first-level wizard for the rest of his life.
Now the chip's detection can reach 4 to 5 digits after the decimal point, but even so, there is still no increase in mental power detected. This means that his meditation has no effect.
So he participated in the action of collecting resources without any pause because the chip pointed out to him the conditions needed to move forward.
As for a fourth-level wizard...that level is probably beyond what he can imagine.
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