At the foot of the mountain, a battle of ice and fire was being staged, and swirling flames shot out at a rapid speed, and the sparks burst into flames that lit the mountains and rocks into fiery red. Above, on the other hand, sharp ice picks are constantly falling, falling on the mountain road, staining them with layers of frost.

Level 2 fire magic, flame dart.

Level 2 ice magic, icicle.

Most of the magic didn't hit, and even if it did, it was just a little bit of a side, and the impact was not great. Both Darko and Allah were moving non-stop, but the distance between them did not change much, in order to prevent the other from accurately hitting them. The two of them had already given full play to the sentence that the mage battle could not stop, and the gathering of more than fifty meters was just outside the range of the spiritual power of both sides.

The two of them were fighting the same abacus at the beginning, and if the distance continued to get closer, they would enter the range of each other's spiritual power, and the battle after the spiritual power was locked was a situation in which each other's mental power was locked, and it would evolve into a battle against the consumption of mana. It would be unwise to do so without getting to the bottom of the other party, especially since both of them thought they could win the battle with their fighting sense.

Neither of them continued to close the distance, but kept this distance to attack each other. It's just that Darko is still running towards the mountain quickly, and after he can't lock it with mental power, he can only rely on visual aiming, and he can undoubtedly have a greater advantage if he is condescending. While Allah looks down and Dakko hides in the bushes and rocks, it is difficult to pinpoint accurately.

Allah did not hesitate, untied the knots on his body as he pursued, untied most of the blue potion bottle hanging from his body and landed on the ground, and then quickly pursued Dakko along the mountain road at a faster speed. These magic potions tied to the body with a rope are the knotting techniques that Allah has studied in order to make himself react quickly, and the knots in different places can be unloaded by unloading different numbers of magic potion bottles. Whenever he encounters a different opponent, he will make an instant judgment to see how much magic potion the opponent needs to solve it, and respond. This minimizes the speed of weight gain without the risk of losing mana.

Allah's approach was naturally ridiculed by many magicians around him, and in the general opinion, magicians should be noble, and hiding a few blue bottles in their magic robes is the limit, how can they hang bottles and cans on their bodies, as if they are begging. In the face of the ridicule of his peers, Allah simply ignored it and continued to hang on his own body. Until one time he faced a challenge from a magician of his caliber and drowned him in a devastating torrent of magic, after which no one dared to laugh at him again.

As an elite guard selected by Allah from among the high-ranking magicians of the Flame Church, his strength is naturally extraordinary. He felt that the current situation was favorable to him, because in battles outside the range of mental power, it was useless for a single attack magic to hit the target, and it would inevitably evolve into an attack of range magic in the end. And the competition of range magic is where Allah is forte, he believes that he has an absolute advantage, whether it is the speed of spell casting or the speed of mana regeneration, he does not think that Darko can surpass him.

Darko took out a piece of magic crystal to restore his mana, in order to facilitate the storage of small pieces of magic crystals in his space ring, the mana gap is very small, not as fast as the recovery speed of magic potions. Darko also knew that this kind of low hit rate could not make the difference between individual magic and defeat. When, after the temptation, Allah began to attack with area magic, it was the time for the dagger to see the outburst.

Darko's ability to unleash the Icicle slowed significantly, and this was a sign that his mana was running out of steam. Allah was overjoyed and immediately began to recite the incantation of bursting flames, preparing to kill Dakko in one fell swoop. And just when he was halfway through the incantation, he found that the frequency of Darko's release of the ice pick technique had suddenly increased, and how could there be a lack of mana? What was even more terrifying was that Darko's ice pick technique had all hit Allah's body accurately, and the fire cloud gauze on Allah's body immediately flickered and extinguished, and most of it had already been consumed.

This is exactly Darko's tactic, mental strength is one of his strengths, and of course he has to use it well. The distance of more than fifty meters has not yet entered the range of spiritual power for ordinary magicians, but Darko's spiritual power has barely reached it.

Darko didn't reveal this at the beginning, but deliberately deflected most of the icicle spells, patiently waiting for Allah to begin to prepare for the higher level of magic before he suddenly exerted his strength. Allah has been stalling for Darko's mana to drain his mana, and why isn't Darko waiting for Allah's range magic?

At this time, Allah's fourth-level magic burst flames were halfway through the recitation, and the Fire Cloud Sarong was about to be broken. If he interrupted his chanting of Burst Flame and prepared for defensive magic, he would lose his chance to defeat Darko, and it would take time to cast a new Firecloud Sarra, which would put him at a disadvantage. But if you continue to release the burst of flames, then you will be attacked by Daktronic Ice Pick.

This was Darko's purpose, to put Allah in a difficult position so that he could further expand his advantage. But Dacko's wishful thinking was wrong. Allah didn't bother, he didn't even stop chanting the sound of bursting flames, and he made a decision in an instant, that is, to attack! The two bracelets on his body glowed red, the crystal nuclei on his wand shimmered with lifelike brilliance, and the lines of the carvings on his body even shone through the magic robes. A large amount of fire elemental was released, increasing the power of the bursting flames that were about to be released, as if a bow and crossbow full of power were about to burst out.

Rumble. The burst of flames erupted into a fiery red flame on the mountainside, accompanied by the breaking of rocks and trees, and the distant departure of a figure. This figure was Darko, of course, and when he saw that Allah did not replenish the veil of fire clouds, but cast spells with his mind, he knew that he was in danger. Even if he ran fast and far, he didn't escape the range of the bursting flames, and was swept away by the huge shockwave, like a ball.

Darko landed in a weed, and the frost armor on his body was already full of cracks in an instant, and even ice slag fell in a row. But fortunately, Allah's current position is not beyond the scope of his mental power lock, and Darko is also ruthless, and he continues to cast an ice pick spell, constantly striking at Allah.

A succession of icicles locked onto Allah and smashed it on him with precision, and the fiery cloud was finally completely dissipated into sparks, and Allah was already exposed to the icicle without any defense. Allah was suspicious, but he had no intention of replenishing his magical defenses, for he had already begun to chant new magic just after the last Burst of Flame, which was still a Burst of Flame.

Multiple icicles smashed into Allah's body one after another, and blood spilled from his mouth and nose, but in the end he finished reciting the incantation, and Allah fell down laughing at the burst of flames that were even more powerful than normal. Allah's casting speed is already faster than that of a normal magician, but it is still no match for Darko, who has the ability to recite silently, which greatly increases the casting speed.

Before Darko could cheer his victory, he saw a large cloud of flames suddenly explode around him, and although it didn't hit him directly, the scope of the attack was too large, and he was also swept into the range of the attack. Darko only had time to curl up in a ball when he felt the already cracked frost armor on his body be destroyed by the burst flames, beginning to burn his back.

Immediately Darko felt the emptiness under his feet, and the rock he was standing on had collapsed by the bursting flames, and in his exclamation, it fell against the rock wall along with the rocks broken by the mountain road. Rolling all the way down, it was impossible for Darko to even take out the magic scroll and tear it open, but fortunately, he was quite proficient in casting the feather fall spell, and finally cast the feather fall spell for himself before falling to the ground to slow down the speed.

Even so, Darko's speed when he landed was still not slow, and after the adjustment of the feather fall technique, he had time to control his butt to the ground, so that the declining posture was not too ugly. Chief Dakko hissed, he felt that his ass had been broken into eight petals, and he couldn't even walk steadily, and he needed immediate treatment. And his whole body was burned by the bursting flames in many places, and his entire face was covered with black ash.

"Oops, it hurts me, a burst of flame has such power, it's really a magic turret. When Darko realized that he wasn't dead, he immediately began to moan with a chirp.

VitB12 looked at Dakko from a short distance away, and next to VitB12 was Norman's corpse. VitB12 said disdainfully, "It's a shame to kill a high-level little mage and make such a mess of yourself." ”

When Darko saw such a scene, he also knew that it was too ugly for him to win compared to VitB12, and he didn't refute it. Seeing that there were multiple bottles of magic potions on the ground next to him, he hurriedly picked up one and drank it. These were all potions that Allah had dropped on the mountain road to lighten the load, and some of them rolled down with the rockfall that had just exploded.

Both Allah and Norman were the protectors of the Nip, and in the guards given to the Nip, Norman was the main defender, while Allah was the main attacker. It was precisely because he relied too much on Norman's defense that he did not carry any defensive equipment of his own, and now he immediately showed a disadvantage when he fought alone, otherwise Darko would not have won so quickly.

Even so, this victory was very significant for Darko, as it was the first time he had taken out a priest of the same rank as himself without using a magic scroll. Although he also killed a few in the Adamantite Prison, he was defeated at that time with the help of the puppet's sneak attack.

Darko benefited greatly from this battle, and Allah's way of fighting made his eyes shine, and that kind of desperate attack was exactly the feeling he longed for, wanting to break free from all inhibitions. However, this aggressive mage does not do what he wants to do, such as Allah, whose glyphs and equipment are all used to increase mana and shorten the time it takes to chant spells, which increases his output a lot for a fixed time.

And in terms of mana recovery, Allah is also stronger than Darko, not only has many potions in reserve, but also has an glyph to speed up the return of demons. Allah is still only a high-level magician, and if he rises in level, he will probably be as powerful as a magic turret. Dakko remembered what VitB12 had said to him, and the reason why he was not VitB12's opponent was because he didn't choose which path to take. At this moment, Darko suddenly decided on his future direction, which was to be an offensive mage like Allah!

At that time, Darko thought that Allah's spell of bursting flames would definitely be interrupted in the entanglement between the two ends of the first rat, but he did not expect that Allah chose to continue the attack without any entanglement. For Allah, the idea of assault has already penetrated into the marrow. The only thing Darko was thankful that the burst of flames didn't hit him directly, but slammed into his vicinity. If Allah had been a little more accurate, he would have been a dead man by now.

"There's no time for you to continue to be stunned, our troubles haven't been completely solved yet!" VitB12's voice woke Darko back from his musings.

Darko looked around in confusion, only to realize that the only remaining enemy was the little boy named Nip. By this time, Nip had jumped out of the carriage and retreated into the valley. Even though Allah and Norman were dead, Nip's expression was not one of fear, but rather of excitement.

"Haha, you two are so good that you have killed both Allah and Norman, but that's fine, I'm tired of their incompetence. Nipu looked at Darko and VitB12 with a sparkle in his eyes, and asked in a seductive tone, "Do you want to join our Flame Church?" As long as you sign a master-slave contract with me, I can let you both be my personal guards." ”

"Master-slave contract?personal guard?" Darko laughed angrily when he heard this, although the master-servant contract between him and Phyllis had been dissolved, but in his heart he always thought that Phyllis was his master, how could he be someone else's slave? Darko looked at Nip with disdain, "You better think about yourself, what kind of death do you want?"

VitB12 didn't say anything, just pointed his long knife at Nip.

"It's a shame that you're refusing to do that. Nip shook his head with some regret, then licked his lips excitedly, "But it's exciting to see two promising high-level professionals killed by themselves." Nipu didn't talk nonsense, reached out and tore a necklace off his neck, and bit a little blood on his finger and dotted it on the necklace.

When Darko saw this scene, a sense of danger suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, no matter how he looked at it, the little boy was just an ordinary high-level professional, but suddenly he had a sense of fear that he was powerless to resist.

Darko involuntarily took a few steps back, only to suddenly realize that he was actually frightened, he was ashamed of his fear, gritted his teeth fiercely, thinking that he had already killed so many people in the Flame Church anyway, he simply didn't do anything, and he couldn't give up halfway no matter what.

Darko's wand was raised, ready to cast his magic to test it, only to find that the necklace in the little boy's hand was emitting a golden light. He finally knew where the dangerous feeling in his heart came from, this necklace was not an ordinary equipment, but a prop that relied on blood to connect distant alien planes, as for what could be connected, Darko knew that it was not an easy existence to deal with.

VitB12 was more well-informed than Darko, and when he saw Nip's movements, he already exclaimed, "Oops!