"It's over, it's over, it's going to suffer, it's obviously deprived of his own shadow, but he can still dodge into the shadow space in an instant, this TM is at least a high-level thief above the third order, who has mastered the affinity of the shadow, how can this kind of guy appear here? Aren't the targets of their actions all those treasure troves of transnational chambers of commerce or even some small principalities? Isn't it good to honestly go and sneak up and steal other people's family heirlooms, why don't you run out and be the agent of some newcomer......."

Although it was just a face-to-face battle just now, but a glimpse of the leopard in the tube, the experienced Roger had already cursed in his heart, and he didn't want to fish and finally catch a brutal prehistoric shark.

If this is an ordinary thief, who is dragged out of the shadows by Roger's rough technique such as using shadow tricks, I am afraid that he is already in a state of mental trance caused by spatial shocks at this time, and he may not even be able to do basic movement.

In front of him, in the floor smashed by the palm of the photocopy, a puddle of black viscous liquid was entrenched there, rippling like a mirror, and a domineering coercion belonging to a high-level professional was gradually being released from it.

Roger should be glad that he met a high-level thief, because of the characteristics of the profession, their coercion is always restrained, otherwise, the two people of the first order are afraid that they will not be lying on the ground at this time.

"Bastard, it's really a third-order thief shadow dancer! With a shadow affinity and a high-level skill that can generate the shadow subspace on his own, shouldn't this kind of guy already be a mid-level figure in the Thieves' Guild, or the head of a certain province, how could he appear in the relatively remote Vikz?"

In fact, Roger did not guess wrong, the thief who integrated into the shadow space in front of him was named Josel Gers, and it was the chief person in charge of the southeast region of Rest, including the Nolik Province where Vicz was located, and it could be described as an out-and-out high-level force of the Thieves Guild.

As a third-order shadow dancer for many years, and has already touched the fourth-order shadow walker rank Josel Jas, his shadow affinity has undoubtedly reached the master level, and this time to make an exception to act as someone's agent is only at the request of an old friend.

Speaking of which, it's no wonder that Roger feels a lot of pressure, in the pan-continent, no matter which mainstream profession it is, there is a chasm-like gap between their ranks from bottom to top, which is not only reflected in the strength of the ladder-like growth, but also in the understanding of their own profession.

Every high-level professional has reached the level of a grandmaster in their understanding of their profession and is beginning to find their own path, and when they truly combine themselves with their profession, then they will touch the edge of the Sanctuary.

The concentration and quality of the energy in their bodies have reached a new level, according to the statistics of the Arcane magazine a few centuries ago, the minimum energy concentration in the individual of the average third-order professional is roughly equivalent to 100,000 standard gourdes. Although Alley had released an aura close to the third order in the ruins before, proximity was always close, and the oppressive force of the real third order was difficult for Roger to parry.

Therefore, if Roger was facing a second-order professional at this time, he would still be completely sure to take down this thief, but when the opponent's rank was enlarged to the third order, even if the small means hidden by Roger were counted, it was estimated that the odds of winning would not exceed thirty percent.

In the face of high-level thieves, Elway, who was holding a longbow on the side but was a little helpless, obviously couldn't play any role, after all, the greater role of the elven rangers was to carry out long-range strikes with extraordinary dynamic vision in a wide field of vision, and in such a relatively small room, they were already very relieved to be able to self-help Paul Jie.

Staring at the dark shadow that gradually calmed down, Roger gritted his teeth, he knew that he had no time to hesitate, and until the shadow channel stabilized from the turmoil, he would not have the slightest chance.

The shadow trick just now was cleverly dodged by the 'waiter' hiding in the shadow world, and he was not harmed, but the instability of the shadow boundary also made him temporarily in the shadow world, and the black shadow is the turbulent channel linking reality and shadow, it seems to be a viscous liquid, but it is essentially a two-dimensional plane like a shadow, and the rippling ripples are the manifestation of the instability of the border, and when it calms down, Roger and Alway will face a real third-order thief.

"But fortunately, you're a thief, and you really look down on people when you hide in front of a magician and hide in the shadow world!"

Roger roared hideously in front of Alway for the first time, his eyes suddenly became gloomy, the left hand that was originally hanging by his side was across his chest, and the skin on his arm that was not covered by the clothes was also covered with the same black pattern as his right hand in a blink of an eye, but this time the black was mixed with a bit of dazzling blood red, like a blood-colored rose blooming in the boundless night.

Under Elway's blank gaze, Roger took a step forward, crossed the thumb and index finger of both hands, and blended his ink-colored fingers together, and made a classic photographic gesture to the wriggling black shadow, "Taste this, photocopy, Morbius's funeral!"

As we all know, when the light is blocked by an object, it will leave a dark shadow behind it, which is the common sense and law that constitutes people's cognition.

At this point, with Roger's words, the shadows in this room have detached from the two-dimensional plane, showing a degree of activity that is far better than that of Fang Cai's shadow trick.

Pure black shadows poured out from the corners of the room, under the bed and even behind the chairs, squirming and being temporarily gathered, and finally on the broken floor, according to Roger's will, a boxy pitch-black cube was formed, and the black shadow was wrapped in it, and after doing all this, Roger's legs were loosened, and he suddenly collapsed weakly, and fell to the ground with a plop, his face became extremely pale in an instant.

"Roger, are you alright?" Elway walked over quickly, trying to lift Roger's body, only to find that Roger's whole body seemed to be boneless, his legs were like a sieve, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping like rain, soaking his clothes.

"Quick..... Hurry up and go, call Ryan next door and them, my mana reserves are limited, and I can't complete the complex shadow structure, only this level of magic can't trap him for long, get out of here first and then think about it in the long run. Roger reluctantly got up with Elway's support, licked his dry lips, and said anxiously.

Morbius's funeral, Roger's self-created second-order dark magic against thieves, essentially uses the power of magic to twist the shadow passage into a Morbius ring to trap creatures in the shadow world.

It's easy to say, but to forcibly build a Möbius ring that can trap high-level thieves, the amount of calculation involved is so large that Roger almost lost control of the power of the shadows, but fortunately, the strong willpower brought about by countless rebirths allowed him to complete the construction of magic, but it was only completed.

In the pitch-black cube, Roger's distorted space constructed a cross-linked shadow Möbius ring, because the Möbius ring has only one one-sided surface, and the resulting confusion of relative spatial position will make the third-order thief get lost in the labyrinth of space and shadow, and never find a way out.

However, of course, this is only the most ideal situation, the threshold for the use of dark magic is already higher than that of the other five types of magic, coupled with Roger's clumsy methods, even if the most optimistic estimate of the Möbius ring constructed at this time is only enough to trap the thief for about a minute.

The celebration outside the house seemed to be at its climax, and the people of the Church of the Holy Light had come up with some tricks, and the windows of the people's cheers were buzzing. And in this jubilant background, the desperate voice of Josel Gers slowly sounded.

"Useless children, the little ones next door are not as vigilant as you, they are very grateful to the mentor for remembering the supper sent to them, a group of apprentice-level little ones can't hold up my 'lethargy', estimate the time, now they are probably into the arms of Salila, the goddess of dreams." ”

The voice came from the cube of 'Morbius's funeral', and the calm contained an incomparably strong confidence, "But you really opened my eyes, this level of magic is not something that can be studied by simply burying one's head in calculations, is it that your teacher is an old fellow?"

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Josel Jas just swiped his fingers, and the magic prison that Roger had created with all his might shattered silently, and in the face of absolute strength, any exquisite skill was also empty talk.

"Arcane Comet!"

Just as Josel Jas was smiling and trying to approach Roger, there was a coquettish sound from the door, and Alley's delicate figure flashed in, and three dazzling arcane light clusters slashed through the air and smashed towards Josel Jes.

"Hmph, woman. Muttering, even if he had some scruples, Josel Jas didn't seem to want to give up, he bowed slightly, and his slender arms were propped up on the carpet, about to dodge this sudden attack, and at this moment, two thick vines suddenly grew from the ground, one left and one right wrapped around his arms, even if the slippery liquid gushed out of his arms instantly, he immediately broke free from control, but this moment of restraint also made Josel Jas lose the opportunity to dodge.

"Boom Boom"

Three explosions rang out in no particular order, and the brilliant arcane comet exploded on Josel Jas's body, and blood mixed with black mist splattered all over the ground, and Roger and Elway's hands on the ground were also retracted.

"It's really troublesome, hey, half-elf boy over there, this dagger of yours is good, I'll take it first, as for Xiao Ke's emblem, I'll put it with you for the time being, I'll come to you again." ”