Illusionist Johnson's buttocks were on fire, and he howled and screamed, escaping from his hole like a hasty gopher, and jumped out from the third floor of the Inspectorate's office building.
After landing, Johnson's thigh fractured with a crack. Then he screamed even more miserably, like a crow that was disturbed at night. The scream was accompanied by twitching, and he fainted from the pain, fainted and woke up from the pain. This repeated several times.
Powell also jumped out of a window cursing. The landing of the spy was much more beautiful, but he ignored Johnson, slapped his butt and left, escaping into the darkness.
The 'detonating' effect of the assassination was indeed great. The entire inspection office was alarmed, and a large number of guards gathered. Some people saw the broken window on the third floor and also stared at the intruder who was lying on the ground rolling.
Johnson rolled a few times to put out the fire on his butt, then hurriedly took out a bottle of healing potion from his pocket and swallowed it.
The owl pet casts a haze spell, making the scenery around its unlucky owner elusive, making it seem both illusion and reality in the darkness.
The treatment potion took effect, and Johnson got up from the ground with sweat all over his head. His robe was in tatters as if it had been burned, his hair was smoking like an explosion, and the staff in his hand was broken, with only a small section left.
Fortunately, he is still alive.
The haze spell temporarily frightened the guards at the inspection office, and they did not dare to step forward. Johnson then had time to continue running in a hurry. He used the disguise spell to change his appearance, and finally escaped while it was dark and chaotic.
Returning to the illusion cabin where he was hiding, Johnson didn't even have time to take a few more breaths. There was a rapid knocking sound outside the house, and Powell was heard shouting outside: "Johnson, let me in. I know you have escaped."
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The illusion wall opened and Mr. Secret Agent rushed in from the outside.
This man's appearance was no better than Johnson's. His clothes were in tatters and looked like hanging strips of cloth. His sleeves and trouser legs were missing. He was covered in burns and scalds and his head and face were covered with black ash, as if he had escaped from a bitter kiln.
As soon as the two met, Johnson grabbed Powell by the collar and cursed angrily: "I suspect you are a traitor who tricked us into dying.
The inspection office was obviously a trap, and all my men died in it. Even I almost couldn't escape. I only followed your advice."
The illusionist was like a pot of boiling hot water, churning with angry bubbles. He was indeed so angry that he almost grabbed Powell with his hands.
Powell became even more angry, pushed Johnson away, and cursed: "If I were a traitor, could I still let you live? What do your own mistakes have to do with me?
I originally wanted to persuade you, but I know it's useless. I just told you a few targets, who knew you would actually kidnap Wilson, the most difficult person to deal with?
You even brought your men to coerce me to go with you. If I didn't agree, would you kill me first? This is entirely the result of your arrogance.
Not only are you arrogant, you are also too stupid. This attempt failed. You have definitely been discovered after repeatedly stepping on the same point.
Only a pig like you can come up with a 'genius' idea and actually set off conflicts in the city. Now, you did a great job."
The two were dissatisfied with each other and cursed.
Until the owl flapped its wings and flew over and said, "The whole city is under martial law. People from the Inspection Office are guarding all intersections. The Wizard's Tower is monitoring the whole city. If you keep making noise, you won't have to make any noise in a while."
Hearing that the Wizard Tower was in action, Johnson immediately shut up. He took out a scroll from his pocket, and after tearing it open, a ball of light appeared, and the power of magic obscured the existence of the Illusion House.
Powell was not in the mood to argue, so he asked anxiously: "Are the various forces in the city fighting? Will we be discovered?"
Johnson said firmly: "Don't worry. Old Bank has left with the Longlegs. The wizards in the city don't even have apprentices studying prophecy. They can't use the detection capabilities of the Wizard Tower.
Although the move I planned was not successful, Victor Hugo will definitely be furious, and there will be a good show next."
The two relaxed slightly and then looked at each other fiercely again.
Johnson concluded that Powell's intelligence was wrong, and that Powell was stupid for biting Johnson to death. But now the two of them are grasshoppers on the same rope, and neither one can live without the other.
The Long-Leggs family sent several teams to Coldwind City to cause trouble. Lord Exxon of the Guards led several knights, and Powell led the spies from the former Office of Supervision. Johnson, who was good at illusions, led the assassins trained by the family.
Exxon's operation failed. Powell's collusion was ineffective.
Johnson's adventure... 90% of the whole process went very smoothly, until a fireball burst into the director's office, and two assassins went in first to capture the target.
result......
God knows what happened? It felt like an ambush.
Hidden in the office was a wizard who mastered high-level arcane skills such as rapid spell casting, silent spell casting, and extremely effective spell casting. As soon as the two assassins entered, without even seeing their heads clearly, two 'flame rays' fired at them.
The characteristic of the evocation system is that it is powerful. The first-level 'flame ray' is fast, hits accurately, and has a strong burning effect, which can ignite the subject like a torch.
He fired two 'flame rays', but Johnson, who was following behind, wanted to save his assassins. As a result, two more 'steam jets' were fired from the opposite side.
Also a first-level arcana of the plastic energy system, 'Steam Jet' sprays out high-temperature water vapor in a thirty-degree cone.
This arcane spell won't set people on fire. But the impact airflow it creates can push the enemy away suddenly, and it will also burn the target to death.
Powell followed the two assassins. It was luck that he didn't get hit by the 'Fire Ray', but he was hit by the 'Steam Jet'.
Mr. Secret Agent had no time to react, and all his clothes were ruined. When he escaped, his skin was red, the pain was unbearable, and all his hair and eyebrows were lost, like a pig that had been scalded and lost its hair.
Johnson, who was following behind, was frightened by the intensive arcane attacks in an instant. He didn't even see clearly what was going on in the office. He only knew that something was wrong, so he put a 'Protection against energy damage - flame' on himself, and then turned around and ran away.
Anyway, no matter what the situation is, a wizard who can cast four arcane spells in one breath will definitely be able to cast four more.
Illusion wizards are not good at facing off against evocations. Johnson was right to turn around and run away. Facts also proved that his judgment was absolutely correct.
Immediately after the two 'steam jets', there was a wave of 'secondary electric balls'. They flew out densely from the hole in the wall.
Damn it, the enemy's third wave of attacks is not 'fire', but 'electric shock'.
The fire on Johnson's butt was ignited by the electric ball. His fluffy afro was also the result of the electric shock. He jumped out of the broken window on the third floor without his life, which was also a risk he was forced to take by the electric ball.
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With luck, Johnson escaped from the Inspectorate alive. Now he knew that he couldn't break into the director's office, and he couldn't kidnap Director Wilson. There was also a powerful wizard hiding next to Wilson who couldn't be messed with.
But think about it carefully, who is that powerful wizard?
Powell and Johnson were bombarded by arcane magic from beginning to end, without even realizing who was bombarding them.
The only ones that could be seen clearly were probably the two assassins who rushed in first. But now they were turned into two charred bodies lying on the ground, the ripe kind.
Who on earth is so wicked, silent, waiting and hiding in the dark?