Volume 1, The World of Wizards Chapter 131 Senior Knight VS Talented Person
The church was not far from the headquarters of the Hyde family, and the group returned to the third team's headquarters after riding horses for more than ten minutes.
Prescott immediately sent someone to report to his superior, Sarah, and waited for orders. He did not even notice the displeased looks on Arabella and Whitty's faces.
"This is?" Prescott looked at Enya. After thinking for a long time, he remembered her identity. Then he looked at Ian and asked, "Are you planning to take your sister with you?"
As soon as Ian heard this, he knew that he understood what he was thinking, so he nodded and asked: "Captain, can you let her stay with Whitty and the others for a while?"
Of course, Prescott would not refuse such a small matter, and joked: "You are a wizard, so naturally you have the final say." Little did he know that this sentence deeply offended Marcus.
If Ian has the final say, where does that leave Marcus Wood?
While several people were talking, they suddenly heard Marcus' cold voice: "Captain, something happened in the jurisdiction. Send someone to deal with it quickly."
Prescott was startled. He had obviously received the message from Marcus. He didn't know what he saw. He gritted his teeth and said, "You arrange them yourself. I'll deal with those trash fish first."
Ian nodded knowingly and said, "You go to work first."
He saw him leaving in a hurry with three team members. Ian looked at the four people leaving and found that in addition to Prescott, there was also a senior knight, who was the second in the team as Scott had personally admitted.
people.
Anyone who can cope with such a lineup is obviously not a "miscellaneous fish".
Just when Jasmine appeared, he immediately said: "Jasmine, please look after them for me. I'm going to follow them and have a look." He didn't expect to be able to help much, he just thought it would be better to have one more wizard.
When Jasmine heard this, she didn't make any excuses. She just told her, "Be careful."
"I will." Ian nodded, and after saying that, he rode away and followed the horse's hoof prints in pursuit.
Marcus's face fell again as his spiritual power spread throughout the Luimin Diocese.
On the other side, Ian didn't know that his unauthorized actions made Marcus dissatisfied, and he quickly caught up with Prescott and his party.
"Why are you here?" Prescott asked in surprise.
Of course I'm here to help.
Ian was about to answer, but his mental strength noticed the change ahead, and immediately reminded him: "Be careful, there are talented people fighting in front." That kind of powerful energy fluctuation is not something that the awakened person can produce.
Prescott was greatly surprised when he heard this, astonished by Ian's strong mental power. You must know that he relied on the information given by Marcus to know what happened ahead, but Ian relied on his own investigation.
Such a long distance.
This guy's upper limit of mental power is definitely over 800 yards. He is comparable to a high-level knight. He is really talented.
"The wizard in front of you stops immediately! Private fights are prohibited in the kingdom."
Prescott led a group of people to stop far outside the range of the two geniuses, and warned the two loudly with fighting spirit, trying to make them stop. Most people would cease fire after hearing the name of the kingdom and give the wizard
The alliance has a face. But not everyone.
The two talented wizards who were fighting each other were surrounded by thorns. The thorns seemed to come to life and attacked the enemy with fangs and claws, and its opponent was a huge undead creature-a giant skeleton bear.
The giant skeletal bear with no life or death was not afraid of the ferocious thorns covered with barbs. Instead, under the command of the summoning wizard, it tore off countless vine branches and leaves, leaving sticky red juice everywhere. There was a fishy smell in the air, and there was no trace of it.
The fragrance of plants.
The ferocious beasts composed of thorns are also waiting for an opportunity to explode the soul fire of this behemoth.
Although they didn't know why they were fighting, the two of them obviously fought with real fire, and the distance gave them a sense of security and confidence. The two of them did not stop as they were told, but instead took the opportunity to cast a protective spell on themselves.
Then the fight continued.
The green light and pale white shield contain huge energy, and only the fifth-level protective spell can have energy fluctuations. The fifth-level protective spell can't be penetrated even by Ian's most powerful soul-shattering spear.
Is it just the strength of a gifted person?
"There are Druid-type talents, and there is another one who should be a death-type talent." Ian stepped forward and said.
Druids evolved from the elves and are mostly good at training plants, taming animals and natural magic.
Although the other wizard did not manifest his talent, it can be inferred from the series of undead magic thrown from his hands that his talent is of the same type.
I just don’t know if it’s a summoning, strengthening or independent skill.
"Captain, what do you think, go ahead directly or wait until they finish fighting?" he asked.
"Wait until they finish beating?" Anger surged on Prescott's face and he cursed loudly, "Then our Sentinel's Shang's face will also be beaten."
"Fuck, follow me and kill them."
"Dorn, you and two people are responsible for trapping the druids. I will help you after I deal with the necromancer."
Dorn, the second master, immediately activated his fighting spirit and solemnly replied: "Yes." With a wave of his hand, the two intermediate knights behind him also activated their fighting spirit and went towards the druid.
"Ian, you are here to support me."
Prescott didn't wait for Ian to respond. After assigning the task, he took the people and killed him.
Knights fight wizards, warriors fight mages, and you have a chance in close combat.
The four people rushed into the duel between the two people recklessly and flamboyantly, not paying any attention to the high-level talent.
"Be careful." Ian murmured. He also knew what Scott meant. He said it was support, but in fact it meant letting him stay aside and put up a shield when he had the chance. He didn't count on him for the rest.
Prescott flew up in the air and kicked the necromancer with his shield for more than ten yards. Then he landed firmly on the horse's back, performing a set of movements smoothly and calmly.
The other two knights also entangled the undead, and their thick two-handed broadswords were wrapped in fighting spirit and sparks could be seen on the bones.
The scene looks great.
But when the necromancer stood up unscathed, they realized that things were not that simple.
"Knight, are you looking for death?" The necromancer seemed to have not spoken to anyone for a long time, and his throat seemed to be rusty, dry and hoarse.
"I'm afraid it's not you who are looking for death!" Prescott said with a cold expression, pointing to the land at his feet, "This place belongs to our Hydrian Monastery, and those who are good at fighting will die."
"Oh, just...you?" The undead wizard looked up at him, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.
"It's just a talented person!" Prescott said no more, drew out the spear beside him, picked up the horse's belly and rushed towards him.
For the cavalry, the distance of more than ten yards was reached in the blink of an eye, but the undead wizard did not panic at all, and instead had a strange smile on his face.
This made Ian Anxin feel a little uneasy, but Prescott didn't care about this. The powerful fighting spirit was poured into the tip of the gun, and at the ultra-high speed of movement, he was guaranteed to be able to pierce the opponent as easily as a scarecrow.
Even a level five protective shield cannot stop the penetrating power of this blow.
"Phantom!"
With the gun blade approaching, the necromancer barely uttered a single word and then disappeared like smoke.