As soon as the device in Prom's hand was released, Yurien on the side immediately reacted. As soon as he found out that the target was his own Xina, he subconsciously shot a small fast fireball with his finger. When the device landed,
It will be destroyed before...
But at the moment of destruction, an extremely dazzling light burst out from the cracks in the device, covering everything around it.
Sarayetti, who was caught by this scene, suddenly felt something tugging on her arm, but because it was too sudden, she was easily pulled away.
"Oh damn, it's flash magic! My eyes!" Urien didn't think for a moment that he was stung by the flash, and he covered his eyes in pain.
When the aftermath of the flash finally ended, a strong impact suddenly hit Yurien's back.
Of course, Tariel, who was flying in the sky, noticed this sudden light and found the magician hiding behind the trash can. He immediately flooded it down and gave the old bone a heavy charge with all his strength.
hit!
but……
"You're too careless!" There was a black shadow between Tauriel and Urien. She reluctantly resisted the attack with her arms and bounced Tauriel away.
In addition, Xina's current condition is not good either. A long black thorn penetrated from her shoulder to her flank, and due to this impact, her arms have also turned into smoke, and
It cannot be restored for now.
"Ah, I know, I know!" Urien sighed helplessly. Seeing Xina's miserable look, he knew how much trouble this flash of light had caused.
"You hide back, I have to be more serious!" Urien's brows slowly frowned, and Xina also glanced at Urien and hid in his shadow.
Urien breathed out, faced the alert Tauriel, and slowly raised his magic wand, and a purple magic circle quickly formed under his feet.
Tariel glanced at the magic circle, remained silent for a moment, then slowly held the sword in his hand, and then inserted it directly into the ground.
In an instant, a black translucent ring with a radius of about fifty meters formed with Tariel as the center, enveloping everyone around it.
And Urien immediately knocked the staff to the ground. In an instant, a strong magical mist enveloped his body, and then... he teleported back about forty meters, with a confused look on his face.
The ground appeared at the edge of the black circle.
Everyone stared at him blankly.
Urien glanced blankly at a little boy next to him who also looked confused, and then looked at the black ring behind him. With his rich knowledge of magic, he immediately recognized what this thing was.
.
"This, this is a space anchor? Why did you suddenly use spells when you were such a good puppet!" Urien suddenly became angry and cursed.
He just said harsh words before escaping, intending to ask everyone to step back and stay away from him, and indeed they all backed away in fear, without disturbing him from casting spells. But to be honest, he actually just wanted to let go
It's just a long-distance teleportation magic to escape. But inexplicably, this doll, which at first glance makes people think it is to use some kind of guardian skills, actually releases a space anchor and locks itself within this range...
…
Are you really going to release decisive battle magic? Stop being ridiculous, there is a puppet that is completely immune to magic! Even if you can successfully release it, you still can't defeat this puppet!
And the person on the side who also wanted to curse was the poor kid named Art who was completely out of control.
Damn it, I was just watching the battle here, why did I suddenly reach the center of the battlefield?
As soon as he was halfway through complaining, Art was picked up on the spot.
"Don't, don't come over! As soon as I come over, I will, I will take him..." Yurien said with some horror, and then quickly turned to look at the hostage in his hand. He didn't know it, but he was frightened by it.
Jump……
"Wait, wait?! How could it be you!?" Urien frowned and shouted in a low voice. He knew at first that there was someone squatting here, but what he also didn't expect was that the person squatting here was actually Ya.
special……
"Yes, it's me..." Art also gave a helpless smile. He thought he was already watching the battle in a very safe place, but... now he understands that as long as there is a magician, there is a safe distance for visual inspection
It will never be the truest safe distance.
"What!? Why are there still students here!?" Prom, who was hiding again not far away, stuck his head out in horror and shouted.
"And still..." Seeing this familiar face, Sarayetti also felt a little weird... Wasn't this child still staying in the Silodar Mansion in the morning? Why is it suddenly...
And since the opponent was Art, Urien suddenly thought of another way to escape.
"Hey, boy, take this bottle and hide it on your body!" Urien secretly handed a colorful crystal bottle to Art, who was holding it in his hand, and said, "Then take this bottle away.
, take it to a safe place! After success, I owe you a favor!"
"...Deal!" Art agreed without much thought. Although he was afraid that this guy would turn his back on him because of his prowess. But you must know that he is a hostage now! If you don't agree, no matter what the magician does,
When things happen, you will definitely be the unlucky one!
Seeing that Art agreed, Urien didn't say anything more. He secretly took out the wand behind his back and created a very real shadow in an instant, while Urien slowly stepped back and let
It feels like a golden cicada has shed its shell...
With this phantom, Yurien asked Art to unscrew the cork of the crystal bottle, and then he got in. The moment after he got in, the phantom exploded out of a thick liquid.
The smoke and dust disappeared.
In the smoke, a black figure was like a drop of ink dropped into clear water, swallowing up the smoke crazily, then quickly shrinking, turning back into a woman wearing a black dress, holding a long black thorn.
Pointing directly at the neck of Art who was hiding on the ground.
"...Tsk, that magician escaped!" Seeing that Art was the only one, Endez sighed helplessly and turned to the others.
"Run away? Damn it!" Prom angrily poked his Mediterranean head out again and cursed at Art: "There is no class today! How did you get in again!"