"Do you think you can get away with this?" he made a metal-like grinding sound from his Adam's apple, so harsh. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He walked around the courtyard and said to the courtyard air in a muffled and deep voice, "What a naïve idea!"

His hideous smile made his face look like dead tree bark, and his cloudy eyes had a touch of blood, and it was said that the souls of some magicians who had practiced evil arts would slowly be eroded by the devil, and their eyes would become more and more red, and finally when they became devils, the pupils in their eyes would disappear completely.

He stretched out his wizened fingers to draw a magic pattern, although the technique was extremely rusty, but the circle was extremely simple, and the fingertips injected into the circle were light elemental mana, and I immediately thought of what old Kuru had said to me, that any light magic would make the 'Cloak of Shadows' manifest.

A 'magic flare' slowly rose from the tips of Mondetroa's fingers, and under the dazzling flares, the body that turned into a black mist slowly condensed and formed, and I slowly showed myself under the corner of the wall, looking at Mondetroa in horror, he happened to have his back to me, carefully searching in the courtyard, he listened intently, holding the magic wand in one hand, and floating in the other hand a fire bomb, which kept spinning in his hand, exuding a destructive power.

I was crouching in the corner of the garden now, and my left arm began to feel a hot stinging pain, and when I looked closely, I realized that my arm was hot and full of blisters.

You must know that although my affinity for fire magic elements is not outstanding, since I learned 'anti-magic', the fire resistance in my body has been very high, and I haven't been burned for a long time, but the fire bomb that shot out of the palm of Mondtroa's hand, if I hadn't transformed into a void shadow mist in time and avoided it dangerously, I'm afraid that I would have been burned all over my body at this time.

Even so, the gray ** robe I was wearing had turned to ashes, leaving only a pile of black ash in the clearing, where the lawn had also been burned into a large hole, and the linen shirt on my body had been burned to the ground, which looked a little tattered.

There was a spotted tanuki crouching on the courtyard wall, and it was frightened by the sudden rise of the magic flare, and it meowed, and ran out of the wall. Mondtroia's attention was immediately attracted, and the fire bomb in his hand shot out at once, only to see that the civet cat's body was still in mid-air, and the fire bomb instantly hit its body, and with a "whew", the flames burst out of the cat's body, and in less than a second, a fat big civet cat was burned to ashes, and the wreckage that fell to the ground fell to pieces.

Mondtroa snorted in surprise and walked over quickly to see what was going on.

I knelt on one knee, and under the cover of the flowers, I pulled out a silver precision long-barreled shotgun from my magic belt, and quickly loaded a lead bullet engraved with wind magic runes into the chamber, and a handful of red flames burned from my hand.

The damage effect of the "Tongue of Fire Weapon" is attached to the shotgun, the magic perception continues to extend outward, and the shotgun in my hand shows an almost straight parabolic trajectory in the sea of spirits, I adjusted the landing point of the bullet on the body of Mondtroia, as my magic power continues to be injected into the magic pattern circle of the shotgun activation device, my finger gently hooked the machine, and with a 'bang', under the evening night, the projectile is like a dark red line, spraying out from the muzzle of the shotgun.

The moment I pointed the gun at him, Mondtroa seemed to be consciously leaning sideways, and when the shotgun shot out the projectile, he had already turned his body completely, and looked at me in the corner of the wall in surprise, he never expected that in such a moment of crisis, my first thought was not how to escape, but to take out the shotgun and snipe him like a desperate fight.

There was a contemptuous sneer on his face, and the expression seemed to say: It's still so ungrown!

At the same time that the lead shot was fired, I had already stood up from the lawn with the tremendous impact of the shotgun, hung the shotgun behind me, and raised my hand to reach the upper edge of the courtyard wall, as nimble as a monkey climbing over the wall, as for whether the lead shot could defeat Mondtroa, I didn't even look at it, because I was afraid that after seeing the results, there would be no chance of escape, and I was very confident in my marksmanship, and there was a roar from Monttroa behind me, and I knew that he must have suffered a loss on that projectile.

That's right, there's nothing special about my shotgun, it's just a long-barreled shotgun with a slightly longer range, and the magic pattern on the barrel is 'accurate'.

Those lead pills are also very special, each lead pill is engraved with a magic pattern array, and it is engraved by the inscription master to 'penetrate' the magic pattern. Combined with the skill of enchanting the 'Tongue of Fire Weapon' on the shotgun, I think that projectile can at least shoot through plate armor.

Mondtroa had been a level 19 magician five years ago, and had been looking for a way to change classes a second time, so he chose to plunder the magical talents of others. to make up for the lack of talent. How could such a powerful magician not know how to use the 'magic shield'?

The 'Armor Piercing' on the Lead Pellet and the Second Armor Piercing on the 'Tongue of Fire Weapon' would definitely make Mondtroa suffer a little, at least to shoot through his magic shield, and I had so much confidence in that I didn't even want to look back. Crossing the street, once again following the ditch on the side of the street into the alley on the side of the road, desperately escaping inside.

I know this place so well, after all, this is the place where I have lived for five years, and I already know by heart these cobweb-like alleys on the street. As long as you take a little slower in Mondetroa, you will be dizzy by the complex streets, which are my home turf.

Behind me, the wall of the courtyard erupted again, and the abundant wood magic elements burst out behind me, it must have been the seed of the thorn demon vine that entangled Mondtroa, so there was such a momentum, I still didn't dare to look back.

There are still people in the alley who come out to enjoy the coolness, move a few chairs and put them under the vines in the yard, take out a few bottles of golden cider, and chat about light topics while waiting for the night to fall, this is almost what the residents of El City do every night, this is the eastern side of El City, even if the fringe area lives some rich people, there are many people like Ryant and Fanny, who have a good paying job, and every evening is the best time to enjoy life.

There were also some children chasing each other on the street, I got out of the narrow alley, I was completely dumbfounded when I saw the scene in front of me, looking at these familiar figures on weekdays, thinking that I couldn't bring disaster to them anyway, originally I wanted to walk through the street, but now I only gritted my teeth and drilled into the fork in the road on the other side, the alley over there should be colder, but then it was farther away from the magic academy.

...... Beautiful Dividing Line......

As the wheel of time slowly turned, he had been circling in the East End with Mondetroa for more than an hour.

The 'Cloak of Shadows' can be used at night without the need for shadows, and it can also make people invisible, which is the only way I have escaped from his clutches many times.

He trapped me firmly in the complex buildings of the Eastern Side, and I kept trying to go to the magic academy to seek help, but he also seemed to know that if I rushed out of the eastern side, whether it was running to the guard barracks, the magic guild, or the magic academy, he would make his previous efforts undone, and he didn't give me such a chance, he was always able to stop me in time.

He became very agitated, and even did not hesitate to use the magic-consuming 'flying technique' to chase me in the alleys of the East End.

I could have shouted for help everywhere and called the knights of the guard camp so that I could have scared him away.

But I was also worried that he would follow my voice, and that he would have a chance to kill me before the knights of the guard battalion arrived, and that I did not want to scare him away, so I tried little by little to lure him into the great net I had weaved.

The twin flowers in my hand have been completely crushed by me, and I don't know how long it will take for Ya to come over.

There was always a feeling that no matter how much I circled in the alley, Mondtroa would follow me steadily, and the distance between us was shrinking, and even if I turned into a black mist and hid, in less than a quarter of an hour, he would be able to find my place in general, and use magic flares to make me visible, and then he would once again take advantage of the familiar terrain to get rid of him.

Holding my breath on the ridge of a gatehouse, I waited quietly for my prey to appear, and in the dim darkness of the night, I became one with the gray ridge.

The tiles on the eaves still have the residual heat of the day, and they are slightly hot when they lie on it.

This is a noble courtyard, the guard in the courtyard seems to hear some strange noises, originally came out of the house and looked at it casually, but did not find anything wrong, so he 'hummed' back into the house, perhaps he thought that there was a wild cat passing by on the roof.

If Mondtroa were to follow my trail, he would have to pass the opposite corner and lie in ambush on the ridge of the gatehouse of the family yard, which was the best place to ambush.

At the top of the arched gate stood six elaborate statues, lifelike angels in various forms, some with wings outstretched, others with spears in their hands, and I hid at their feet, making it difficult for anyone passing by to see me.

I don't know what Mondtroa has to find me, I've gotten rid of him at least five times in the alleys of the East End, but it only takes a moment for him to follow.

Sure enough, it was only a moment, his figure appeared at the corner of the street, and he poked his head out and looked around, but he didn't find any special situation, and then slowly walked out of the alley.

He stood at the crossroads, his feet off the ground floating in the air.

I had wounded him in the arm with a single shot before, so much so that his left arm now hangs unnaturally to one side.

Just as I raised my gun to shoot, Mondtroia, who was floating in the air, suddenly raised his head and smiled strangely at my lurking position, and there was an indescribable viciousness in his cold eyes.

"Bang" a gunshot rang out.

In an instant, a small shield of magical energy appeared on his arm, and this small shield immediately grew larger, completely blocking his entire body.

The lead pellet hit the magic shield, and the lead pellet fell to the ground silently.

This time, the ordinary lead shot used could not penetrate the magic shield on Mondtroa's body, but instead revealed my whereabouts, and he swung a fire bullet in his hand, so frightened that I didn't even have time to think about it, and jumped directly from the roof of the house with the silver shotgun on his back, and landed on the street.

The fire bomb smashed the angel statues on the door behind him to pieces, he lowered his head, looked at me standing on the street, laughed twice, and said in a hoarse metal voice: "I thought you would continue to escape, why didn't you run away all of a sudden?"

Even when he spoke, his fingers didn't stop, and countless red ** lines weaved three fireballs in an instant.

"How did you find me?" I stared at him without fear and asked my question. Three ice shields swirled around his body, and although he was not seriously injured, he was embarrassed by fire magic.

Mondtroia locked on to me with three fireballs, and he seemed relieved, as if he felt that this time I finally couldn't escape, and his face couldn't hide his joy.

He lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, then took out a piece of chain forged from magic black iron from his magic waist bag, he took out the chain and showed it to me, it was very weird that one end of the chain pointed at me, and then said to me: "This thing is called soul shackles, it can lock the souls of two people on the battlefield, unless you are completely dead, otherwise once you fight me, it will be difficult to get rid of me again!"

I immediately thought of the dark magic items written in the magic book, and among the dark magic items, there was a chain called the Soul Imprisonment, which could lock the souls of two opponents on the battlefield together and never die. So I blurted out, "Soul shackles?"

Mondtroa looked at me with some surprise and said, "I didn't expect you, a shallow magic apprentice, to be a little knowledgeable!"

Then he said to me, "Letting you slip away from under my nose is the most unsuccessful thing I have ever done." ”

As if sighing for his tragic fate, he said with emotion: "If that ritual had been successful, I might have become a second-level and twentieth-level magician, and I wouldn't have stayed on the bottleneck of a nineteenth-level magician for decades." ”

"You're here to kill me for this?" I asked him.

Mondtroia snorted coldly twice before saying, "Don't think too highly of yourself, I just came to El City to deal with some affairs of the 'Dark Magic Retreat', and I happened to meet you. You're worthless to me now, and if you hadn't sabotaged my plans twice and three times, I wouldn't have risked revealing my identity to come and kill you!"

"I sabotaged your plans?are you a member of the Order?" I didn't expect Mondteloa to be a member of the Dark Arts Order, but it seemed like he was of a high rank.

He looked at me coldly and said angrily: "I have deliberately planned the struggle between the noble students and the commoner students, just to contain the knights of the guard battalion in the city of El, so that they have no time to take care of the collective migration of the members of the hermit on the other side of the fishing lake...... Forget it, why would I talk so much to a dead man!"

He raised his hand and injected magic into the fireballs again, and the flames on the three fireballs began to burn brightly, and with his gesture, the three fireballs joined together and shot towards me.

It turned out to be a second-level fire-based magic skill: "Lianzhu Fireball". (To be continued.) )