Kill the Tier 2 Radiant Knight?

If you haven't been in contact with each other, maybe there are still wizards who dare to imagine it so arrogantly. However, after several battles and encounters with these Radiant Knights, all the Rank 1 wizards had already given up this unrealistic fantasy.

Although the second-order knight of the knight plane is a little weaker, when he picks up the radiant rune sword and slashes people, the most ordinary physical attack is converted into a witchcraft effect of 60 degrees, and as for the furious knight combat skills, it can reach an astonishing 120 degrees.

This also means that once these knights are allowed to get close, ordinary sorcery protection and elemental barriers will not be able to withstand the opponent's slashing at all. Therefore, the most common tactic of these knights against the caster is to hold an energy shield against the opponent's spell and rush forward, rush to the caster's side to chop melons and vegetables, and then the world is peaceful.

Simple, brutal, and direct!

It sounds so simple that you can't help but want to laugh.

However, the knights relied on this method to cut down all the natural awakening spellcasters of this plane. Until they meet this group of evil wizards from the wizarding world......

Grim dragged the golden knight's skeleton back from the battlefield, while Ntik took his place with hordes of carrion beetles, and the two sides inevitably passed each other halfway through.

Ntik's face, hidden in the shadow of his hood, could not be seen clearly, and only partially protruding lotus petals disgusting mouthparts could be seen. The moment he passed by, he quietly glanced at Grim and said in his characteristic bee accent: "You are very strong!"

Then he glanced at the voodoo scroll that Grim was holding tightly in his left hand, and then drove the demon worm to rush into battle.

It wasn't until Ntik's sticky, slippery gaze left his body that the nausea in Grim's heart began to subside. When the other party said, "You are powerful!", the bloody and fanatical gaze, the hoarse and ugly insect chirp, and the meaningful hints made Grim extremely uncomfortable.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a Flame Lord waiting for him not far behind him, and there was still a powerful witchcraft left in the voodoo scroll in his hand, Grim even doubted that Ntik would not be able to suppress the malice in his heart and attack him!

Although Grim was weak, he still retained some of the strength to fight back. If anyone can't hold back their greed, he promises to break their unrealistic illusions with the fiercest counterattack.

Wizards are like lonely and greedy wolves, usually able to gather and devour their enemies. But once someone in their group shows fatigue or becomes weak, then they don't mind using the cruel wolf pack law to get rid of these weak!

This brutal competitive partnership may have made it difficult for wizards to work together wholeheartedly, but it has also produced terrifying powerhouses who are evil and cruel but can deal with any adverse situation on their own.

In a situation like a plane battlefield, where the battlefield situation is strange and complex, the so-called unity and cooperation are not of much significance, but it is easier for all kinds of individual all-round wizards to survive. It's no wonder that those non-combat wizards look like they've been dragged to the battlefield to their deaths when it comes to dimensional warfare!

After all, on the plane battlefield, there will be no body refining wizard to block the surging enemies for you, no elemental wizard to hold up the elemental shield for you, and no wizard will drag you to flee together...... When you're on a plane battlefield, you're always alone.

Here, you have to solve all the puzzles you face by yourself!

And once you get into a crisis because of your incompetence, then don't expect a "companion" to come and save you without hesitation. All they can do is throw a sorcery fireball and drag your enemies to your death.

Just like the previous wild battle, although the three refining wizards, Grim, and Hyde supported a rudimentary line of defense on the periphery, there were still many small bugs that missed this line of defense. The wizards who were "protected" inside were trying to clear the horde of demon hunters in the distance, and at the same time dealing with the annoying guys rushing to their sides.

On such occasions, auxiliary wizards who do not have the ability to protect themselves and rely solely on the protection of their "companions" to exert their maximum combat power are the fastest to die. This is probably the main reason why most Upanishads struggle to juggle some elemental sorcery!

The battle on the periphery of the battlefield was bloody and tragic, but the inner perimeter of the battlefield was also very lively.

Before Grim could retreat into the group of wizards with his tired body, a small group of demon hunters rushed at him, shouting the empty slogan "Eradicate evil" and charged at him. Of course, they also quickly fell under the Flame Lord's furious fire sorcery.

I have to say that there is always a wizard-level golem by his side as a guard, which also gives Grim the confidence to fight hard!

The short distance of less than 100 meters actually took Grim a hot tea to complete. And behind him, more than thirty demon hunters had fallen.

As Grim walked through the wizard's position with difficulty and slowness, the wizards in the struggle couldn't help but nod their heads at him. For a companion who can kill a second-order Radiant Knight alone, they still don't hesitate to give their respects.

After greeting Wizard Kogan and nodding his head to everyone, Grim slowly retreated into the gate of the Witch Tower, looking for a safe place inside to simply deal with his injuries.

took out a leaf of life and put it in his mouth, took out a bottle of ointment and applied it to his severely burned hands, and then raised his neck and swallowed a bottle of elixir that stimulated his spirit to recover quickly.

At this moment, in the depths of his eyes, the self-test report projected by the chip really outlined his poor physical condition.

Grim, Human (Semi-Elemental), Male, Tier 1 Elemental Sorcerer, Body: Strength 1.5 (0.4) Dexterity 0.9 (0.6) Constitution 1.4 (0.5) Spirit 1.3 (0.1), Condition: Mental Depletion, Critical Injury Recovery......

The numbers in parentheses in the self-test report are his current real body data, and by comparing the two, you can more intuitively feel the degree of decline of your body.

Grim sat quietly waiting for his body to slowly recover, while the tall Flame Lord guarded the gates of the Witch Tower, helping the apothecary Ferriel quickly eliminate every demon hunter who broke into the place.

It seems that the family still values Ferriel's pharmacist talent very much, otherwise they would not have assigned him to such a low position.

With the assistance of the Flame Lord, the Wizard Ferriel, who is not good at fighting, can breathe a sigh of relief. He turned to look at Grim, who looked in pain, reached out and threw out a vial of green potion, and hissed, "Smearing it to the wound can relieve the burns brought to you by the source power of the fire system!"

Grim caught it and held it up in front of his eyes to look at it.

A pool of green medicine in the colorless and transparent vulcanized test tube was slowly vibrating, and when the cork was removed, a unique smell of life energy lingered out.

Grim looked down at his hands again, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

The hands that were originally fair and slender were as black as charcoal at the moment, and the surface was covered with fine wrinkles and cracks. With a little exertion, the black charcoal-like skin will beep and burst, revealing the black phalanges underneath.

Although the leaf of life in his mouth was also slowly but firmly repairing the burns on his hands, because this burn came from the law of violent fire escaping from the blazing light, he didn't want to repair his hands without removing the power of the law.

The newborn flesh will be evaporated by the heat and heat brought by the laws of fire at the first moment, leaving his hands like this forever. Although this part of the power of the fire law originally came from himself, when he used the body of the fire demon to control the power of the fire law that he was not proficient in, the backlash brought to him by the law was also extremely terrifying.

If he didn't absorb or neutralize the power of this scattered law, his hands wouldn't be repaired. This also means that in a short period of time, he will no longer want to cast spells with both hands!

Grim tried to drop a drop of potion onto his left hand, and the green liquid scented with grass and trees erupted into a crisp beep as soon as it touched his shriveled and withered flesh. Pieces of flesh and coke burst, and small red flames rose from it, and then gradually extinguished under the green liquor.

Immediately, the skin gradually became plump and plump.

Grim smiled and nodded at Ferriel, and then boldly smeared the blackened parts of his hands with green liquid. With the continuous explosion of beep and beep, a trace of the source power of the fire system law was pulled out and slowly dissipated in the air, and Grim's hands also visibly returned to their normal white complexion.

As for the sharp pain and itchiness caused by the bursting of the skin and the growth of flesh and blood during the whole process, they were suppressed by Grim with his powerful mental power. Only he can fully appreciate the situation!

During this time, with the howling cold wind, Wizard Forgen, wrapped in a layer of frost, broke straight in, sat down cross-legged in another corner of the hall and began to heal himself quickly.

"This is for you!" Wizard Fogen casually threw over a huge ice crystal, and the iced Radiant Knight could be faintly seen inside: "Use this to please your little vampire lover, maybe you can kiss Fang Ze immediately......!"

Seeing a high-level wizard who usually doesn't smile like this, Grim was also speechless for a while. However, a well-preserved body of a glorious knight is definitely worth far more than his own tattered bones that are about to be charred.

So Grim's eyes lit up and he took the Ice Knight down!

He was well aware that this also meant that the upper echelons of the Sarupo family had fully recognized his efforts. This is probably their gift in return for their hard work!