Lacking protective means, battles between low-level magicians are often cruel and short-lived, and the outcome can be decided in a single moment.
Just like a duel between gunslingers in the West, the winner will be known as long as who is quick, accurate, and ruthless.
The pampered Master K has very little actual combat experience, and he does not have the psychological quality to walk on the edge of death.
In the past, he was even chased by an undead dragon and had no way out. If his mentor hadn't found out in time and killed the undead dragon, this guy would have become the biggest joke in the entire mage world in the past ten years.
Obviously, his only advantage is the staff in his hand. Compared with casting spells himself, it is obviously faster to use magic props.
In today's world, there is rarely a need to alarm magicians unless they encounter some capable strangers in a foreign country.
While the West is a magician, the Eastern magicians are called Immortal Cultivators. Their strength can be compared with that of the West. This time when they encounter an ice attribute enemy, they are obviously Immortal Cultivators.
Qin Ge is different from an immortal cultivator. He is an emperor in the immortal world. The battles he has experienced are more tragic and earth-shattering than this. Those experiences of wandering between life and death have made Qin Ge's nerves as strong as a rock and his strength has reached its strongest level.
"Fire launch..."
When the first two syllables came out of Mr. K's mouth, his staff could be seen shining with red light, and a red light like a fire dragon flew out from around his body, grazing his shoulders and flying out towards Qin Ge's direction.
In the darkness, the trees were blown apart and splashed everywhere. Master K's heart felt cold. He was too nervous and missed the target.
An ice thorn shot out and stabbed Lord K's arm impartially. Qin Ge grinned in the darkness, it was so fun to torture people.
"Damn... launch!"
Enduring the numb pain in half of his shoulders, he uttered the last syllable and completed the spell. Three flames of different energies twisted into a spiral fire pillar and shot directly into the depths of the forest.
Blood flowed from his arm, and he had to use magic to treat the wound. If he let it flow, he would lose blood, and he would definitely die by then.
"You can't escape. If you offend us, the people behind you will not let you go. And for that amethyst, do you think you will be safe after taking it back? No, they will hunt you to the end of the world."
The pillar of fire flew into the depths, and the fire did not spread out, nor did it explode. Instead, it turned into a frozen pillar of fire that turned upside down and attacked the original owner.
Before Lord K could react, his eyes were full of panic, and he had no time to dodge. The icicle knocked him away, and Lord K directly broke the tree.
Master K was lying on the ground dying, spitting blood from his mouth.
"But... damn... those people will definitely not let you go..."
However, Qin Ge walked out, ignoring the other party's death threats, and looked down at Lord K who was about to die.
"Haha, it's interesting. It's a different kind of pain. It turns out that being hit by your own attack feels like this. It's like being punished for failing to control yourself."
"...You..." Lord K opened his eyes wide and looked at Qin Ge in disbelief. He finally said one word and nothing else, and stopped breathing.
Qin Ge glanced at Master K's body and smiled: "Those people behind the scenes? Are they the big bosses who hired you to steal the amethyst? Thank you for the information, but they probably won't dare to come here again, you're dead
It’s still too unfair.”
After saying farewell to Lord K, Qin Ge ducked and disappeared into the forest.
Pierre, who had not heard any movement for a long time, immediately sent someone to check.
"Boss Peel, look," the mercenary shouted.
Pierre's eyes widened and he saw a figure moving in the forest through a part of the forest, seemingly approaching the villa.
"Dry"
Pierre cursed, "What the hell is Mr. K doing? He is the great mage of the West. Could it be that he was killed by that enemy of unknown origin?"
Thinking of this, Galieri was surprised and happy.
Without the mage, here comes Peel's chance to take sole credit.
"Boss Peel, are you going to set fire to the forest?"
"Idiot, that's just a way to force the opponent out. What if the enemy has some other treasures on him and they are burned out?" Pierre cursed angrily and ordered, "Others, pick up your weapons.
, follow me."
A total of more than ten heavily armed mercenaries rushed into the forest.
Although mages possess powerful power, Peel knows very well that these spellcasters are not invincible.
His enemy is very powerful, but he is just fighting alone, but his magic power must be very limited, and he cannot use a few spells.
He has more than a dozen people in his hands, and even if he exchanges one life for one spell, he can still consume the opponent alive.
However, Pierre, who had an extremely limited understanding of magic, ignored that there was a special kind of power called the power of God.
More than a dozen mercenaries roared and dispersed roughly, rushing into the forest to surround and suppress the enemy.
There was nothing in the forest. Except for Mr. K lying motionless on the ground dead, nothing was found.
wrong
A mercenary looked down and found many complex and wonderful patterns drawn on the ground.
"start up."
A deliberately low voice sounded, reaching the ears of the mercenaries through the echo of the forest.
"He's not here."
The mercenaries were about to leave when the patterns on the ground suddenly burst into light, and then, ice spikes like thunder of judgment were released.
The ice spikes of cold air and the mixed destructive energy killed all the mercenaries in the forest in an instant. Those bulletproof vests were vulnerable to the power of ice and were easily killed when they broke into the forest.
mercenaries.
Pierre looked at the mercenaries running out of the forest. Before they could run out of the forest, they were hung in the air by ice spikes protruding from the ground. Blood flowed down the ice spikes. He was completely stunned.
The strong smell of blood made him feel uncomfortable even though he had been through battle for a long time.
"Damn it!"
Pierre quickly ran into the villa, preparing to take Luna as a hostage and take the amethyst.
"Damn it, I was neglected for a moment. Not only did Lord K fail to complete his mission, but he was killed instead. The enemy was able to use such powerful means to kill the enemy, and also used magic circles to create various traps."
Peel was upset because he had just lost most of his mercenary men.
"Listen, our enemy is just a person who can use ice and formations. Although mages are powerful, not every mage is powerful. And those pampered guys are doing experiments in flash, or using magic tricks to do things.
It's okay to lie to a few young ladies. In a real battlefield fight, a life and death showdown, the opponent has never seen our power. When he sees the laser cannon in my hand, he will be so scared that he wets his pants." Pierre roared.
Just now, more than ten people were killed at once, and the team's morale was a little low. He had to use this method to boost morale.
Take out the newly developed laser cannon from the box. Although it only has five rounds, as long as the enemy appears, one shot will kill him.
But in his heart, Pierre knew very well that the person who could defeat Master K and his men one after another was definitely not someone who wet his pants when he saw powerful weapons.
"Damn, the enemy is so difficult!"
"boss……"
Just as Pierre was cursing, the remaining two mercenaries exclaimed and pointed forward.
A dark shadow flashed past the door.
[Author's digression]: PS: There is one more update, which will be updated later. I am working hard to update every day.