While Barack bowed, the strange black ring on his right hand lit up with a dim light.
It was like all the brilliance on two rings intertwined with black snakes gathered together and turned into a dark and deep ray that shot out at an extremely fast speed and hit Lucien who had just reacted.
Suddenly, Douglas's spell absorption wall disappeared, the constant "ordinary free action" effect of the high-level arcane badge disappeared, and a small anti-magic force field was generated around Lucien's body as the center of the circle.
Seven-ring magic, "anti-magic ray"!
As a battle mage, Barack was more cautious than the high-level magicians such as Traquair that Lucien had encountered. He chose targeted magic from the beginning, activated his best equipment, and restricted Lucien.
En Yue uses high-level magic items to make himself invincible.
The "element" ring could not be activated, and the constructed magic was difficult to cast. Fortunately, this was not the "first time" Lucien encountered the anti-magic ray. He immediately jumped to the side, intending to rely on speed, terrain, etc. to temporarily avoid it until the duration was very long.
The short anti-magic ray effect ends.
Seeing that Lucien's body was dragging out the afterimage, and that the knight level was quite high, Barack didn't care. He smiled slightly, pointed his hand, and a high and transparent force field wall immediately appeared in front of Lucien.
With a bang, Lucien, who had no time to turn, hit the force field wall hard. However, under such a powerful impact, the force field wall did not move at all. It seemed that except for a few special magics, it was extremely resistant to other attacks.
Lucien wasted no time and jumped to the side using the rebound force of the impact, and then ran around the force field wall.
The biggest problem with this five-ring magic is that it is not completely enclosed like a magic prison, it is just a wall!
He was able to jump into the surrounding lake water at a glance, relying on the terrain to delay the attack. After passing through the casting buffer, Barack's right index finger shot out a gray light. No matter how Lucien tried to avoid it, he could only watch it hit him.
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Lucien's eyes became dull, and the area hit by the ray began to look like gray-white rock, as if the stone skin spell had been cast.
The gray-white color expanded rapidly, and in just a second, Lucien turned into a gray stone statue.
Six-ring magic, "Petrification"!
"Haha, the original devil, the fifty-third original devil in the purification sequence is too weak!" Barack succeeded in one blow, his heart was full of pride, and he couldn't help but sarcastically say a few words.
A night watchman like him who works as a spy is under tremendous pressure all the time. If he doesn't take this opportunity to vent, he will go crazy sooner or later.
However, he was too sarcastic to be sarcastic, and did not relax in other matters. Several consecutive magic spells tightly bound the petrified Lucien.
"The mission has been successfully completed and you can return to the Night Watch team!"
Only then did Barack feel completely relieved. After all, Lucien was a student of the great arcanist, Lord of the Storms. Who knew if he had any strange magic items or trigger-type magic scrolls on him.
Looking at Lucien who looked like a stone just dug out of the mine, a proud smile appeared on Barack's dark face: "The order they gave was just to get rid of the 53rd original devil in the purification sequence, but I directly
He was captured alive! Hahahaha, when the church publicly burns him to death in the holy city of Reims, will there be less rewards, honors, and ranking improvements?!"
"But he has been hiding in the holy city of Reims for decades. Fernando's anger cannot be protected by the people of the Diocese of Holm."
In the Kingdom of Holm, the Night Watchmen are basically lurking and can easily be killed by the Magic Council once exposed.
After saying that, Barack began to observe the surrounding scenery, trying to identify where he was, and then brought Lucien back to the tribunal in exchange for merit that no one could match in the past fifty years!
"Lake Zirag southeast of Lentat?" After the space countercurrent interferes with the teleportation array, the place it appears is random. Judging from the time it takes to jump in space, it should not be far from Lentat, so Barack made a preliminary decision.
judge.
Then, he used the magic of shrinkage to turn the petrified Lucien into a statue that could be held in his hand. Except for the dusty side, it was really "lifelike"!
"It's a pity that you have blasphemed the majesty of the Lord and are destined to be purified by the holy fire. Otherwise, I can ask the Pope to make you into a statue of a blasphemer and place it in my collection room as a collection. You are the ranking of the purification sequence that I hunt.
The tallest guy is, of course, also the weakest!"
Barack looked at the "Lucien Statue" in his hand and vented his depression and arrogance, "Do you understand now? There is not enough magical strength to match, no matter how great your achievements in arcane arts are.
It is just an illusory shadow, and may be captured alive and killed by a high-level magician like me with a low arcane level at any time!"
Mentioning the low level of arcane magic, he seemed to have touched the trauma in his heart, "Why am I not good at arcane magic, so I am secretly laughed at by my classmates, teachers, colleagues, and other arcanists as a waste, idiot, and fool? Even if my
The magic level is increasing again and again, but they don't seem to see it? The girl I like has also fallen into the arms of the guy I hate the most. Isn't his arcane level two levels higher than mine? The magic level is still one level lower than mine!
"
"Do you know, during an adventure, when I secretly caught him and slowly tortured him to death, I felt so happy, but he, who had always been aloof, had runny noses, cried and begged for mercy, and was even willing to find an opportunity to kill his wife.
Give it to me for training. The arcane level is high, but it’s actually useless!”
If Lucien could still think, he would definitely ridicule him for being a failure and being sensitive and fragile. In the Magic Council, no one dared to laugh at a magician with a high magic level and a low arcane level to his face. At most, they didn’t think highly of him and thought he
The potential is limited, and the possibility of further improvement is relatively small.
After venting a few words, Belac forcibly restrained his emotions and prepared to hide himself and escape into the Cathedral of Glory. There could be no further delay. The higher-ups of the Elemental Will, the Storm Lord of Arlinge, might discover something was wrong at any time and use prophecy to confirm it.
Find the range!
No matter how proud and depressed he is, Barack will not completely lose his mind. He still knows how to judge the situation and grasp the time difference.
"Whenever other magicians praise you as the best arcanist in the Council in a hundred years and the most promising young generation of legendary magicians, I feel like there is a kitten tickling you in my heart, and I want to kill you completely.
Purify it, finally, I finally got this opportunity! Mr. Lucien Evans, the original devil, the elemental order, before you go to hell, you should confess your regrets and regret that you did not focus on improving your magic strength." Barack said to
Looking at the "Lucien Statue", he shook his head and his figure gradually disappeared.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw the face of "Lucien Statue", with the corners of his gray mouth slightly raised, showing an unusually weird smile.
Oops!
He subconsciously threw the "Lucien Statue" out. If it breaks, just break it!
Everything was a step too late. The mouth of the "Lucien Statue" suddenly exhaled a cone-shaped breath, faint and dark, like a constantly changing soul.
At such a close distance, Barack was completely unable to react and was directly sprayed by the cone-shaped breath.
Barack's brain was paralyzed for a while, with countless thoughts rolling around, but he couldn't concentrate. He seemed to be in a daze!
A strange light flashed across his body, and Barack disappeared on the spot, flashing in the air on the other side. He got rid of the cone-shaped aura, and his mind began to recover.
At the same time, the high mage armor defended his entire body.
Six-ring magic "spell trigger"!
High-level magicians use powerful magic to deal with assassinations, surprise attacks, and dangerous situations!
The effect of cerebral paralysis disappeared, and Barack immediately reacted, "Mind paralysis breath! Crystal Dragon Aphris!"
Only Alfred, who was "experimentally transformed" by Fernando, has this unique breath, instead of the blinding effect of ordinary crystal dragons.
The layers of stone powder on the "Lucien Statue" were shaken off, and it became bigger and bigger. The majestic dragon's breath emanated, scaring the fish swimming in the lake until they sank to the bottom like stones.
After Afris "signed" the contract, he secretly proposed that no matter where he went, he would use illusion magic to look like Lucien to lure out the mastermind of the cursed vase. The real Lucien would be invisible in a mirror-like form.
The method follows, allowing Alfred to reflect his words and actions without being noticed by others.
Since such an illusion can only transform into Lucien's appearance, and the high-level magic items on his body cannot be disguised and must be worn as originals, Lucien doesn't understand whether it is for personal gain or if it is really so "cautious".
If a magician of the seventh or eighth level does not perform a magic check, he cannot directly see through Alfred's illusion, let alone Barack. Therefore, Donald, Morris, Laventi and others who can see through can safely give way.
Sean" followed Barack back to Arlinge alone.
For Afrees, except for the first "anti-magic ray", the following magics were exempted by its powerful spell resistance, and the effects were disguised by its illusions to find opportunities to attack Belak.
"Well, please call me Lucien Alfred!" Little Crystal said proudly, wearing the beautiful and eye-catching Holm Crown Ring "Element" on her thick paws.
"It has just been promoted to the seventh ring. It knows no more than three seventh-ring magics. If it can't defeat me, why can't it escape?" Although Barack was annoyed, he was not panicked. He cast magic while wondering where Lucien had gone.
, prepare to escape.
As soon as he had the idea, before he could activate the magic model in his soul, he felt a great sense of danger.
In the mid-air above his head, the real Lucien Evans appeared after the disguise of Afris's mirror image ended. A tube of colorless strange liquid that had been thrown in the air a long time ago was following the difficult and lengthy words that Lucien had prepared.
The mantra undergoes wonderful changes.
A colorless, odorless, lusterless ray quickly hit Bellak. Having just used short-distance teleportation, he could only give up using magic that interfered with the environment to facilitate escape, and activated the six-ring defense spell "Starlight Cloak".
He didn't dare to be careless about the ray magic that made him feel dangerous.
The starlight condensed and turned into a cloak, draped over Barack's body, and the rays filled with layers of cold air hit him directly.
Zhi, seemed to be an illusory voice ringing in the bottom of Barack's heart. He was shocked to see the starlight cloak freeze rapidly and spread towards his body.
The surrounding water droplets were frozen into solid, the hydrogen was frozen into solid, the oxygen was frozen into solid, and all the air was condensed into ice cubes, some in the shape of snowflakes, some in light blue, reflecting the sunlight, crystal clear and colorful, You can vaguely see the flickering of colorless liquid.
The starlight cloak could not block the super cold temperature. A magical light on Barack's body was frozen, his ring was cracked by the freeze, his blood became solid, his skin turned into ice crystals, and his eyes were filled with fear and astonishment, as if he couldn't believe that Lucien could To cast such terrifying ice and snow magic on its own.
What kind of magic is this?
Following Barack's previous appearance, Lucien put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly:
"Thank you for the vase, Mr. Barack." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)