Chapter 2678 Cutting the Darkness in the Flash (Sixty)
Chapter 2678: Cutting off darkness in the blink of an eye (sixty)
"Sure enough, no matter how strong your defensive spells are, they only automatically react to objects approaching at high speed. If I attack slowly, they won't be able to detect it." Albert sneered: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. You thought you won the battle?
Can you stand still and catch your breath? This is really a free opportunity for a sneak attack."
"How on earth did you do it?" Reinhardt asked reluctantly: "You first knocked down my two companions, and then cast illusions around them to deceive me and escape from the area affected by the ice prison spell? You
How fast can it be?!"
"What are you thinking about? Those two are all real clones." Albert said, "They were the ones who knocked down your companion just now."
"What?!"
"Remember meow? I am an orc, and orcs cannot use spells." Albert mocked: "These clones are naturally not spells, but [miracles]. You mages will only think with the logic of mages and think that everything in front of you is
Unnatural phenomena are all the result of magic, so nature cannot defeat me."
"A miracle------" Reinhardt has only heard that [miracle] can create [photons], [mass energy] and [space-time] out of nothing, but from [the first miracle] to the [third miracle]
], it is impossible to make a [Clone Technique] of real quality like Albert's become a reality, and it can also be controlled like a real person.
There is only one possibility for the clone technique to become a reality.
[The Fourth Miracle]------A rumor that is only circulated among mages and that almost no one would seriously believe is actually true?
"Uh-huh, hahaha!" Reinhardt burst into laughter. When the young blond laughed, just like his handsome face, he was full of unpretentious cheerfulness.
"I understand. I just think so. You are a transcendent, a person who transcends common sense. If you fight with common sense, you will definitely not be able to win." He said: "So------I will give up [
Common sense] Bar!"
Before Albert could knock him out, the mage quickly used the small dagger hidden in his staff to scratch his arm. With this sharp slash, blood naturally splattered and spurted out.
The bright red thing even stained half of his sleeves like fuel.
Then, the scarlet blood mist began to spread around with extremely fast momentum.
"What are you doing, meow?!" Albert originally wanted to knock his opponent unconscious, but he was afraid that Reinhardt would cast some dangerous curse, so he asked one more question.
"This is called [Blood Mist of Ice]." The other party replied: "Sorry, it's too late for you to hide now. This blood mist can not only freeze everything around it quickly, but also affect the nerves of surrounding creatures, making people...
You can't move. Even if your skin gets even a little bit, you've already lost."
Albert frowned. Indeed, it was too late for him to hide. After all, he was standing behind Reinhardt, almost in close contact with him. The rapidly spreading ice blood mist had already touched his hand.
.A sour and numb feeling quickly spread from the place where it was touched, and it penetrated deeper into the bone marrow than the coldness of the blood mist itself.
"This is no ordinary magic. What the heck are you!"
"My full name is Reinhardt F. Garnan. Before joining the Magician's Association, I was a magician." The other party replied.
He knew that he couldn't defeat Albert with common sense, so he gave up common sense and used extraordinary means to fight. Even the spells that were deeply disgusted by magicians, he used them, and still, with continuous
He froze himself, hurting the enemy and hurting his consciousness, and sealed Albert and himself with the blood mist of ice!
The surrounding air was solidifying, forming pink ice flowers out of thin air. These wonderful ice flowers made of blood mist quickly connected with each other and turned into a loose floc-like structure, which then absorbed the water vapor in the air and continued to spread.
At this time, Albert already felt that his whole body was not in control. The blood mist used the blood of the caster as a medium to create a powerful anesthesia effect, which began to corrode the blood of ice, both physically and mentally.
All creatures within the fog range.
It's a spell again. It is indeed a bad fate. A powerful spellcaster is not like the stupid wolf Albert knew, who only knows how to attack with spells. A truly powerful spellcaster will cast spells."
"Command". As long as certain specific conditions are met, the spell can even directly distort the opponent's will.
Letting Albert touch the blood mist is probably one of the conditions. But even so, the spell should not be so powerful. The reason why the spell can be so powerful is probably because it is used as a spell caster.
Reinhardt himself was "sacrificially sacrificed".
"Damn it, but this way, you can't be fine," Albert said with difficulty. He felt that his tongue was a little numb and he couldn't speak fluently.
"I will freeze here with you. But this is fine." Reinhardt, who was also trapped in the blood mist of ice, had blood oozing from his seven orifices, but his words were still fluent: "Even if I can't defeat you,
The [Third Choir] who will arrive soon will also take over my work. Even if you can escape from this ice-blood mist, the group combination magic performed by the [Chorus] of hundreds of people will definitely be able to escape.
You subdue. Give up!"
"Just kidding!" Albert replied with difficulty. He wanted to use the power of the Holy White Tiger to move elsewhere to escape this blood mist. But it might be the influence of the other party's spell, and the space transfer could not take effect. He also
He wanted to use the power of the Holy White Tiger to form a subspace membrane on the surface of his body to isolate the cold air. But this also failed. The influence of the spell really penetrated deep into the bone marrow, suppressing and interfering with all his actions.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the surrounding pink cotton-like structure is getting denser and redder. It is not difficult to imagine that this bright red comes from Reinhardt's blood. The guy is bleeding from seven holes, and he is constantly fighting for this spell.
It's hard enough to sacrifice one's own life force.
The clone technique cannot be used even more. If a clone is created in this situation, the spell effect of the ice blood mist will corrode even his clone. Wouldn't Albert have to bear double the erosion? Even if he risks letting the clone escape from
Even if he pulls him from behind, there is no guarantee that Albert himself can successfully escape from this ice blood mist with a huge impact!
I was helpless. My consciousness began to blur. This time I really lost my temper.
Rumble, rumble, rumble------The tiger man young man vaguely heard something flying high in the sky, making a noisy engine sound as it flew.
Iron cavalry?
The tiger-man youth was thinking with his gradually frozen brain, but his brain seemed to be a little insufficient.
Enemy reinforcements?
The situation is very bad. I can't concentrate on thinking.
But that's not right. If mages want reinforcements, they can use the air dance technique or the teleportation technique. I have never heard of mages driving iron cavalry to a certain place for reinforcements.
Reinhardt said that there are hundreds of people in the [Fourth Chorus]. That means there will be a lot of noise when they arrive. If every mage comes on an iron cavalry, the noise will be even greater. It won’t be
It looks like this now.
It can only be said that someone came, but that person acted alone and was not a member of the [Chorus].
Albert was thinking with his mind that was gradually stalling. No matter how much he thought, he could not get out of the predicament.
Or maybe not.
A storm came oncoming, and the powerful impact blew away the ice blood mist in a few seconds!
"What?" Reinhardt, who was originally trapped in the blood mist and became weak due to heavy blood loss, was confused by this sudden change.
The blood mist dissipated, and Albert slowly regained some consciousness. What appeared in front of him was an iron cavalry that had turned into a human form!
Yes, it's a cavalry. Although it doesn't look like a cavalry at all now, but rather like some kind of giant, fully armed iron man.
However, Albert had a duel with the dragon knight Doha and had experienced his iron cavalry that could transform into an iron giant. Therefore, Tiger was already familiar with this strange scene and recognized it at a glance as the iron cavalry after its transformation.
What is that called? [Dragoon System]?
The question is, who is driving this thing? It should be a friendly force, right? Otherwise, he would not have used the shock wave to blow away the blood mist and save Albert. Could the person in this iron cavalry be the Dragon Knight Doha?
"No, I guessed wrong." As if he knew what Albert was thinking, the person in the cockpit opened its heavy hatch and came up and said.
The other party showed his face and asked slightly sarcastically: "Your next sentence is: [Why do you appear in a place like this]?"
"Uh, no." Albert looked at the other person's face in a daze: "My next sentence is, who are you?"
He couldn't recognize the other person at all for a moment. Albert felt that his brain was affected by the ice blood mist and was frozen, and he looked a bit like a dementia.
Strategist Eric then made a long face: "What a heartless guy. Fortunately, I came here to save you."
"But I'm really not familiar with you," Albert continued to complain. At this time, his memory finally recovered and he remembered the strategist Eric. This guy seemed to have been looking for opportunities to board Bedivere's ship before.
Getting close to that stupid wolf. But Albert and Eric are really not familiar with each other, and they haven't even talked to each other a few times. Why would Eric appear in such a place at such a time, and help Albert in a timely manner?
The special rescue scene is really a mystery.
"Damn it." At this time, Reinhardt also fell into a pool of his own blood. Most of the blood mist was blown away, but there were still many flocculent blood streaks that fell to the ground and turned into a thin pool of red ---
---If that can be called a pool of blood.
The tiger-man youth moved his hands and feet and felt much better. The effect of the spell seemed to require the blood mist to last. When the blood mist dissipated, there would be no follow-up. Reinhardt sacrificed a lot of blood to himself, and then he collapsed from anemia.
It's natural.
At this time, Albert also suddenly felt the presence of a large number of people approaching. He looked up and saw a group of mages flying close in the sky five hundred yards away.
The number of people probably exceeds a hundred, too many to count. If nothing unexpected happens, this group of mages who are approaching with the air dance technique is the [Chorus] that Reinhardt said------the ones who are good at performing grand magic in combination
The mage team.
Being entangled with this group of people is not fun.