Xu Feng stared at Masef, with a look of admiration in his eyes. The two defensive skills were almost instantaneous. Only high-level apostles have such abilities. When mid-level apostles use them, there will always be a gap between the two skills.
There is a gap of one or two seconds, which can easily cause loopholes and be exploited by the enemy.
"Masef is a high-level apostle, and his methods are probably more than that. He is waiting for the enemy to appear. Once he finds the enemy's traces, he will definitely attack the enemy like a storm!" Xu Feng thought to himself.
In his previous life, Xu Feng was also a mage. Although he was not in the same profession as Masef, the attack and defense methods of the magic profession were similar, and similar traces could be found in the skills released.
At this moment, an old man wearing shabby cloth, with a piece of leather hanging on the front, holding a whetstone in his left hand and a long knife in his right hand, appeared in front of everyone.
This old man has white beard and hair, his face is full of wrinkles, and his eyes are full of vicissitudes of life!
He suddenly appeared in front of everyone, as if teleporting. Even Masef did not notice how this old man appeared, and his face was full of vigilance.
Stab~
The old man rubbed the broken long knife in his hand hard on the whetstone. The harsh sound rang in everyone's ears again, like a needle piercing everyone's ears. For a while, screams were heard. Before
The friction sound came from the old man's hands.
"Knife sharpener?" Masef seemed to recognize the old man's identity and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Knife sharpener, what is that?" Kerry frowned slightly and asked the ugly assistant beside him in a low voice.
"A very mysterious neutral organization is said to appear once every ten years. Every time it appears, a very important event will happen in the world..." Linda said with a cautious look on her face: "The black plague incident three years ago
, it is said to be related to this neutral organization..."
"What? The black plague? The black plague that almost destroyed the entire Witch Valley?" Kerry had a look of fear on his face. He just wanted to recruit a few potential subordinates to develop his own power in the Far East, but he didn't want to fight with
This kind of neutral organization similar to a terrorist organization is related.
For a moment, Kerry wanted to give up, and the orb that had been in a state of preparation for activation was slowly withdrawn into the space package by him.
This orb is called the Sealing Orb, and it has the ability to temporarily seal high-level apostles. This was prepared by Kerry to deal with the escort teachers who protect Xu Feng and other players. However, the sealing orb can only seal one high-level apostle at a time. It has already appeared in front of him.
Among the three parties, among the four parties, Kerry is considered the weakest. Once a conflict occurs, his side will probably be the first to be eliminated.
"Prepare to retreat..." Kerry whispered, while making a gesture towards the surrounding speedboats.
"Among these people, I only want one inheritor, and I can give the others to you!" The old man glanced at the ship, his eyes swept over Xu Feng, and Xu Feng suddenly felt a trembling feeling.
Masef stared at the old man with stern eyes. As a dark wizard, he had never been so coerced by someone.
"What if I say no?" Masef said fiercely. He could not be weak and retreat just because of the other party's words.
The old man didn't speak, and looked at Masef calmly. The next moment, the old man's figure suddenly became invisible, and suddenly appeared in front of Masef, dozens of meters away, as if he teleported directly.
Boom, boom, boom~
The five fireballs slowly rotating around Masef were also triggered at the same time and flew towards the old man. However, these five fireballs exploded one foot away from the old man.
The flames splashed everywhere, and for a moment, the old man was enveloped by the flames. However, Masef's face did not show any joy. Instead, he immediately stepped back. The dark red light group in his left eye also began to rotate violently. After a moment,
A ray like a laser shot towards the old man in the flames!
Hot ray!
This is a third-level spell, but it is obvious that Masef, as a high-level apostle, has practiced this third-level spell to its peak, and its power is comparable to that of a sniper rifle!
After firing a scorching ray, Masef's figure shook slightly. For a moment, dozens of Masef's shadows appeared in the air. The shadows gradually solidified. Looking at it, it looked like a dozen horses appeared at the same time.
Sev is average.
Each Masef is chanting different spells and seems to be releasing different spells. The breath of terror is constantly emanating from these figures. It seems that each figure is real and what is released is also real.
Spell skills!
"go to hell!"
All Masef roared at the same time, and dozens of different spells flew towards the flame in the air. The roar was endless, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky. Violent energy raged in the air, covering dozens of miles in radius.
Marine life is running away from this area in fear.
"Let's get out of here!" Fan Xiong whispered to the captain.
The ship carrying the contestants began to slowly leave the area. At the same time, the energy vented in the air slowly calmed down and the smoke cleared. The old man known as the Knife Sharpener stood intact.
He stood there, looking at Masef with cold eyes.
"This is impossible!" More than a dozen Masevs floating in mid-air had frightened expressions on their faces at the same time. No high-level apostle could survive such a stormy attack head-on without any damage.
"Everything you have done is meaningless!" the knife sharpener muttered softly. In an instant, his figure flashed again and appeared in front of Masef. The broken long knife in his hand also pointed towards Masef.
Hack away!
Tsk~
Just like a hot knife cutting into butter, there was an inaudible cutting sound. The energy shield on the surface of Masef's body was directly split into two halves by the broken long knife in the hand of the knife sharpener. At the same time, it was also split.
There's one of Masef's arms.
"I only want one inheritor, and I can give you the rest!"
The old man who succeeded with one blow did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack. Instead, he retreated and looked at Masef with a calm expression.
Masef's face was filled with ferociousness, and gray-black mist continuously spewed out from the wound on his left shoulder. Even his chopped off left hand turned into countless insects, rushing towards his mouth.
After a while, Masef's left arm began to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Looking at the knife sharpener, the stitching marks on Masef's face began to turn red, and it looked like long dark red worms crawling all over his face.
"Okay, just one person, the rest are mine!" After a moment, Masef gritted his teeth.