Joffrey's dissociation was instantaneous, as Umir had just lost his face, so he would now have to use Thunder to kill Rondo in order to save face.

Generally speaking, a level 16 mage still needs to think carefully when he instantly fires a level 6 spell. After all, the rank of the sixth-level spell is not low, and if the consumption is increased to four times at this time, the normal high-level mage will not be able to bear it at all.

But Joffrey didn't care about that, and it wasn't because he had a mana recovery speed comparable to Annelot's. It's because he has more luxurious equipment than Annelot, and his robe can directly double his magic reserves!

That's why Joffrey was able to use spells so recklessly, because he alone had twice the amount of magic savings of ordinary people. Because he has so much power at his disposal, Joffrey's fighting style is undevoid of subtlety, both in terms of control over magic and in the details of combat.

But no matter how rough Joffrey's fighting style is, these spells, which have some tracking performance in their own right, still hit Rondo. This strong man burst out with all his fighting energy to resist the dissociation technique, but the spells of the high-level mages were obviously not so easy to resist.

In the end, Rondo paid the price of an arm, and his left hand, from the fingers to the elbow joint, was dissociated into a fragile turquoise crystal, and Rondo only shook his body slightly to turn the turquoise limb into debris and scatter in the wind. Rondo's elbow left a neat cut like a quick knife slash, and the blood stained the ground with dirty snow in an instant.

"Hum ......" Rondo let out a muffled grunt of pain, the dissociation technique frantically tearing at the nerves in that part as it disintegrates the human body. It's a pain that even a stiff man like Rondo can't bear.

Joffrey licked his lips excitedly at the sight of the blood, dissociation was arguably his favorite spell, because this spell had good lethality, and whenever the recipient was hit by this spell, their painful expressions could make Joffrey tremble with excitement.

"Rondo! Come back!" Cordak knew that Joffrey had really killed Rondo this time, so he hoped to get Rondo to stop, so that maybe Joffrey would take care of the prince's identity and not attack anyone who didn't resist.

But Rondo, after suffering from the pain, pounced on Joffrey like a mad beast.

"Boss, get out of here, I'll hold them back!" Rondo shouted as he grappled with Joffrey.

"Hell, you obey Lao Tzu's orders!" Kordack was anxious, because one of Joffrey's fireballs hit Rondo's body again, and although the man resisted desperately with fighting spirit, his skin was still red from the roast, and what was even more terrifying was that the joint of his left arm, which was still bleeding, gave off a scorched smell, as if the wound there was burned.

"You obey Lao Tzu's orders!" Rondo shouted in a voice no less than Kordak while fighting: "Lao Tzu is a few years older than you no matter what he says, and calling you all day long is a face! Now I am your brother! You have to listen to your Uncle Rondo!"

"What the!" Kordak cursed in annoyance, he knew that the wisest thing to do now was to run away, but he couldn't, because Rondo was still here, and the few remaining miscellaneous soldiers around him were watching him warily, including Agnath......

Rondo dodged another fireball from Joffrey, and then he slashed into Joffrey's waist with a sword. But Joffrey had piled up a lot of physical protection magic so he didn't take any damage at all. The Imperial Prince calmly retreated with Rondo's power, and he unloaded his strength with a roll, and under the protection of the force field, Joffrey's tumbling was not even stained with dust.

Elegant, calm, but attacking will make the opponent feel like five thunderbolts, this is the fighting style that a mage should have. Joffrey was so pleased with his performance that he forgot that his opponent didn't even have a piece of enchanted equipment on his body.

After Rondo forced Joffrey back with a sword, he shouted to Cordak, "Don't take me Rondo for a fool!"

"???" Kordak was stunned.

"Desertion and assault on the city lord, no matter which of these two charges is brought out, you will be cut off by your head! Even if you have military merits, you can't resist it!" Rondo said as he rushed towards Joffrey: "Although I, Rondo, am not very good at using my brain, but I know what you have done, boss! Now that you are caught by them, there is only one way to die! You must not be caught!"

"Be careful!" Cordak hurriedly shouted.

"Uhh

Kordak gritted his teeth, and then prepared to go up to help Rondo. Although he was now seriously wounded, he could not watch Rondo be killed by Joffrey anyway.

When Kordak rushed up, Joffrey smiled as he pulled away from the two warriors with an instantaneous shift, and then said in a dark voice, "Now, you have added another charge of assaulting the prince. ”

"......" Cordak instinctively felt bad.

Next, Joffrey didn't retain any strength, he took out a few magic scrolls from his space pocket, and then held them in the air with a mage's hand.

Joffrey pulled out a scroll and tore it off after a brief glance at the spell's name. The circle set by the scroll was activated in an instant, and it was a chain of lightning. High-voltage lightning of tens of thousands of volts rushed out like a turquoise water serpent, and Kordak dodged it, and the lightning struck a thick pine tree, breaking the waist-sized tree in half.

Just as Kordaq was glad that he was quick to react, Joffrey had already torn open the second scroll. It was a dissociation magic scroll, and Joffrey channeled his magic towards Kordak with a grim expression, he wasn't going to kill Kordak, but he was more than happy to tear off one or two of his arms and legs.

Kordak's face showed despair, because the roll had already touched his wounds, and he no longer had the strength to dodge.

Just then Rondo pounced, and the brawny man used his strong body to knock away the equally strong Kordaq, and then the light of dissociation struck him again.

As mentioned before, Joffrey didn't plan to kill Kordaq directly, so he chose a lower angle for this dissociation technique. This spell dismantled Rondo's left leg.

"What the hell!" the missed hit seemed to make Joffrey a little angry, and he was now really angry at the stupid big guy who was in the way. Joffrey tore off a third scroll, which was a seventh-level spell, the Crowd Human Immobilization.

In an instant, everyone from Kordak to Rondo to Agnas was trapped by the spell except Joffrey.

Joffrey calmly walked between these immobile people, feeling that he was in charge of their fate. He stomped on Rondo's mutilated left leg, then twisted his boot as if he were trampling a bed bug to death.

"You dare to stop me?" Joffrey asked lightly, stepping on Rondo, who looked down at Rondo, whose face was flushed with pain, and then a surge of pleasure came over him.

"Ahh......h He let out a groan of pain, but as if he didn't want to give in to Joffrey, he gritted his teeth and let the sound of pain roll in his chest, but he never let out a loud cry.

Joffrey was a little unhappy with Rondo's performance, and he exerted his strength again at his feet, and then said, "Call out, I want you to scream!"

"Obey him, Rondo!" said Cordak, squirming his lips, knowing that Joffrey was already furious at this point, and if he was provoked again, Rondo would definitely die!

"Bah......" Rondo moved his lips with difficulty, but instead of begging for mercy, he spat out a mouthful of saliva, just because the muscles of his whole body were paralyzed by magic, so his saliva did not fly to Joffrey at all, but to the corners of his mouth.

But even Rondo's actions angered Joffrey again, and his expression became hideous for a moment. The eldest prince kicked Rondo hard in the abdomen, and he said loudly as he kicked it, "I want you to submit! I want you to suffer! I am the prince, didn't you hear my orders?"

"Bah......" Rondo spat anyway, only this time he seemed to exert enough strength, and the saliva made a difficult arc before settling on Joffrey's boots.

Rondo grinned in satisfaction, and although his face had long since been distorted by pain, Joffrey could see the joy in Rondo's smile, as if he had achieved a victory.

"You're looking for death!!" Joffrey kicked Rondo in the head with all his might, and Rondo's teeth flew straight out under the effect of Joffrey's hard leather boots.

"Stop resisting, Rondo, obey him!" called out Kordak as hard as he could.

But Rondo laughed: "Chief......"

“？？？？”

"You are the only obedient person in Lao Tzu's life...... But even if it's you, don't want Uncle Rondo to obey anyone!"

"Bastard! Say no more! Shut up!"

"And, sir...... Uncle Rondo knows that such a thing can't trap you...... You give me ...... Ready!"

Before Rondo could finish his words, he stood up again with difficulty, and although he lost a leg, although he was embarrassed, Rondo still held on to the trunk of the tree, stubbornly and firmly, and even incredibly.

"Prince of bullshit, you, Uncle Rondo, you, will never catch the head!!" Rondo roared in the loudest voice of his life, and he didn't know how to get the strength, but he actually pounced on Joffrey again......