Chapter Seventy-Five: A Battle on the Verge

Wearing a light gray silk lining and a set of dark red pullovers, wide orange swing arm puff sleeves and a pair of shiny dark green pointed leather shoes, it looks like a strong nouveau riche temperament from a distance.

"I've never been used to wearing those plain mage robes, they're all so ugly..."

Nikolai Mailer apparently saw the surprise in little Avis's eyes, smiled and opened his mouth to speak.

"You misunderstood, Mr. Mailer, I was just looking to see what the richest mage in the Bloodflame Continent really looked like?"

Ives also immediately realized that his words and deeds were inappropriate, and excused himself.

"Oh, and what about it now?"

The corners of Mellor's mouth curled slightly, and he asked as he looked at the little magician, who was already quite magical.

"You... It's really beautiful, and it smells indescribable. ”

Avis pondered for a moment, then replied sincerely.

"Hahahaha! It seems that you have a really good eye. ”

Nikola Mailer burst out laughing at Avis' explanation, but he didn't expect to receive such an evaluation.

"Alright, Mailer, hurry up! What are you still rubbing around here?"

The Grand Magister of Duru on the side looked impatiently at the large and small ones beside him, and immediately interrupted.

Previously, Duru and Aavis, escorted by the old handkerchief and Sarnas, soon left Monique.

As soon as I got out of the city, I saw Nicolas Mellor sitting on a high-end sofa and drinking coffee comfortably by a cedar tree on the side of the official road.

I have to admit that this great mage with a polarized reputation in the Blood Flame Continent is indeed outstanding in appearance. Even after that bloated outfit, it is still difficult to hide his deep and charming charm.

I don't know the specific age of the Magister Mailer, judging from the appearance alone, at most thirty or forty years old, it is the most mature and attractive moment for a man.

"Hey, old Duru, you really don't have any taste, and you're too far from this little magician. Nikolai Mailer didn't even look at Duru Randolph, and continued to stare at Avis, speaking kindly. "Thank you very much for your review, Ives Alkert. Just, what the hell is that smell you're talking about?"

"I'm not talking about your unique lavender perfume. Ives replied immediately, then paused for a few seconds before continuing. "That's supposed to be a smell of 'money'. ”

“...... Hahahaha, yes, yes! ”

Mailer, who was visibly flustered, reacted quickly, and then burst out laughing.

"You two are almost done, let's go!"

As a traditional magician, Duru couldn't get used to the conversation between the two guys, so he urged.

"Old Duru, it seems that your mind is really only spent on those useless magic studies. Don't you even see what this little guy is waiting for after talking to me for so long?"

Nikolai Mailer wiped his eyes, finally turned his head, and looked at the Duru Magister with a smile on his face.

"Huh?"

Duru Randolph frowned slightly and muttered softly.

"Little one, don't think anyone will come out to stop this trip.

The guys from the previous two Star Realm should be the subordinates of your Chaya Empire's Viper National Master.

Since he did not stop you, he acquiesced in the trip.

However, I can wait a little longer!

I don't want to go back to Fertia HQ with a bunch of henchmen. ”

Mailer pulled a delicate nail clipper out of his pocket and began to rub his nails unhurriedly.

"What's going on, little one?"

Duru Randolph then asked as he stared at the stunned Aavies.

"I think this Magister has some misunderstanding about me. I didn't want to do anything!"

Ives touched the back of his head and hand, looking innocent.

To be honest, Ives really didn't want to go on this trip to the Phurethia Alliance. He was worried that some of his secrets would be discovered by the most authoritative organization in the Blood Flame Continent.

However, after all, it was just some psychological resistance on Avis's part. But in the dark, he has been trying to delay the time, and he always feels that something will happen.

Of course, what Ives didn't expect was that just such subconscious behaviors would be perceived by this magician named Nikolai Mailer.

This made Aavis instantly chill all over his body, and he was even more terrified of this trip to the Phantia Alliance.

"Don't be afraid, little one, it's okay, Duru promised you that I would never let you have any surprises. ”

Duru also obviously saw Avis's crampedness, and said with a slight smile.

What to do, after all, it's just a 15-year-old child, how can you not be nervous about such a major matter.

"All right, Mellor, let's go! It's normal for the little guy to be a little nervous, don't be suspicious. If you don't want to use your specialty spatial teleportation, I'll figure it out myself. You know, you're not the only one in the alliance who is proficient in space magic. ”

Immediately, Duroux shouted loudly to the leisurely Mailer on the side, there was no room at all, and the relationship between the two could be seen.

Ten minutes later, Mailer finally got up, patted his carefully selected pointy shoes, looked at the sky, and said, "It's a bad day, it's too gloomy." Let's go!"

In just an instant, Nikolai Mailer had an extra slender magic scepter in his hand, and then quickly swung it.

Soon, in the surrounding open corners, countless golden powders were scattered in the air, and soon a pentagram shape was formed on the ground.

Different from ordinary magic wands, the one in Mellor's hand is all golden, and a dazzling luster almost covers the entire wand, which is exquisite and luxurious!

"Wind spirits drifting freely in the air.

Lend me your power for the time being!

Let me get rid of the shackles of time and transcend the boundaries of space!

Transmit our bodies and our consciousness to the designated location. ”

As a spell was chanted, passing through the place that Melle had previously dialed, there was a sudden gust of wind, and then the golden powder gradually joined into a line, shimmering with golden light.

"Alright, let's go! This kind of teleportation array will cost me a lot of effort! Of course, there is a lot of money. ”

Mailer put away his wand, smiled at the other two, and bowed slightly, inviting Duru and Avis into the center of the golden light with a very gentlemanly demeanor.

Suddenly, a cold and piercing feeling occurred around the three magicians, and they were caught off guard.

The pentagram that was still shining with golden brilliance suddenly dimmed, and the surrounding grass and trees withered in an instant. The wind between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and there was only a trace of chill through the heart.

"Is this the rescuer you're waiting for?"

Mailer on the side tilted his head, his expression was still relaxed, and said to Avis beside him, with a really like this expression.

"Don't talk nonsense, Mailer!"

Duru also found out that things were not simple, and immediately reprimanded.

"I don't want to see such rescuers!"

At this time, Avis's face sank like water, he imagined such a situation to happen, but when he encountered this cold again, he was still terrified.

After about a few seconds, a medium-sized but burly figure gradually walked out of the cold-covered area, and a huge steel knife behind him stood out.

"I should have thought of it, these haunted guys.

Avis, don't get behind me.

This guy is not simple, and he is much stronger than the guy we met last time!"

Duru quickly shielded Avis behind him and watched nervously at the arrival.

"It's two more magicians from the Purple Underworld, it seems that Amos guy is right! It's not easy to catch that little guy. ”

As the visitor approached, his face gradually became clearer. With a neat short hair and an angular face, a cold and stern face appeared in front of Ives and the others.

A set of silver armor of unknown material was not very well protected, neither a helmet nor foot guards, but only symbolically protected some vital parts of the body.

"You're here to save this kid!?" Mailer asked, pointing to Ives behind Duru. "If so, isn't it a little too much to think of yourself, this is by the gate of the Chaya Empire. Not only us, but also the people of the Holy See and the Empire will come out soon. No matter how strong you are, you'll die here. ”

"Save him!?" Aldo looked at Avis, who was thrust to the side, and the corners of his mouth rolled in disdain. "I'm just here to catch a blasphemous Terran. I'm not interested in this kid, I'm just on a mission. If I have to be interested, I'm more interested in the two of you. ”

"You're a confident guy!"

Mailer echoed and smiled.

"Let's fight! Don't waste our precious time in Noxa. Besides, I really don't want to wait for your helpers to arrive, so let's do it quickly!"

Aldo tugged at his arm, shook his head, and finished his warm-up, then pulled out the huge steel knife from behind his back, which was almost as tall as a man.

In an instant, an even more powerful cold aura was immediately released, and a cage like an icy heaven and earth covered everything around it.

"It seems that he came prepared, didn't that Viper National Master have any arrangements?"

Nikolai Mailer's expression finally became a little solemn, and he asked softly.

"I don't know that guy well. Little one, you know what?"

Duru had already pinched the magic wand in his hand, and a strong electromagnetic field had gradually formed within a radius of a few meters around him.

"I really don't know anything this time, I can't arrange the national teacher's action!"

Avis replied reluctantly, and then felt his own insignificance again.

Under such three peerless powerhouses, it is really difficult.

Without strength, it's really uncomfortable!

......

"Don't be verbose, I don't think you will take the initiative to hand over that child to me!

The pride on Aldo's face was undisguised, and he preempted the other two magicians when they didn't act.

During the years that the Noxians and the real world have been entangled, they have also mastered a set of experiences in fighting mages.

Aldo is one of the best Noxians in battle, and naturally understands the rules of battle.

Melee, close-fitting. It is the most effective way to deal with magicians.

With a loud thud of the steel knife hitting the ground, the battle was about to break out.