Cohens was impatient.

As a mage who can be promoted to the eighth order by almost a thin line, he has the power to easily destroy a town, hundreds of elite warriors and a dozen mages of different ranks are at his disposal, he can use the equivalent of a year's income in a city like Hanor at any time, and when he is angry, even those nobles who are high in front of others have to kneel at his feet in fear... In the eyes of others, he was almost a symbol of strength and power.

But only he knows that all this is only based on the trust of one man, and that one thought of that person will leave nothing in an instant, and now, his master, the one who gave him everything he has now, is gradually losing this trust.

It's all because of that damn expedition team.

As the person in charge of the treasure map assigned by his master, he has lost count of the number of setbacks he has suffered under the other side: from the initial use of only warriors to intercept, to the later bribery of the officers of the city defense team to assassinate, and finally the dispatch of his mages, this series of operations has achieved little except the loss of his troops. "Give you one last chance to either come back with the temple treasures, or have someone else come back with your corpse. Whenever he remembered the words that his master had uttered in a calm tone in the communication crystal before this operation, an uncontrollable chill would instantly occupy his soul.

"You can't escape!" The anger caused by the fear and successive defeats all turned into motivation at this moment, and as the distance between the opponent and the opponent was reduced to less than two hundred meters, a giant python of flames shot out of Kerns's staff, and snaked and flew towards the team that was about to turn the corner.

This is undoubtedly a very dangerous move, and the random use of magic in the deep underground passage is likely to cause the entire passage to collapse, and all of them will die as a result. But at this point, Cohens couldn't care about that, and no matter what, he couldn't let the team slip out of his hands again.

"No!" his companion, the other surviving mage, was too late to stop him, and the only thing he could do was quickly cast defensive magic for himself and his men, and then wait for the fiery serpent to burst into its own energy after hitting its target.

Under the light of the flares cast by the Kerns side, a cloud of black mist quietly appeared behind the team, and the huge fire snake quickly rushed into the black fog, and then disappeared.

"It's the Fog of Annihilation," Coenth's companion quickly realized the trap, "Come back quickly, it's a trap, and their mage hasn't lost his fight." However, his shouts did not bring Kornes back to his senses, and the mage was completely dominated by the urge to catch his opponent, and after the fiery serpent vanished, three large dazzling fireballs appeared in the air in front of him almost at the same moment, and flew towards the black mist that blocked the entire passage.

As the most difficult of the eighth-order magic, the Mist of Annihilation is undoubtedly a spell that most mages are unwilling to encounter, this black mist will not actively attack the opponent, but can allow most of the magic to redisintegrate into the form of original energy, thus losing its effectiveness, and there is only one way to break this magic - to forcibly disperse it with a spell that contains enough energy, as Coens is doing now.

Three clusters of light brighter than the sun appeared in the dark underground at the same time, and the violent energy instantly swept through the passage nearly a hundred meters long, and the black fog of annihilation disappeared without a trace in half a second, but at the same time, the sudden bright light made the warriors who were accustomed to dim light feel a tingling in their eyes, and they could only close their eyes to avoid being burned.

"Come back quickly, that's their trap. The shouts of his companions did not stop the frenzied Ones, and under the protection of the magic shield, his figure passed through the still releasing heat, and disappeared in the blink of the passage in the blink of an eye, leaving all his men behind.

"It's our turn. Rhaegar had been observing all of this, and with the help of the traps in the passage, they had turned the bend and then returned to the rear of their pursuers through another secret passage, and their opponents were unaware of it under the cover of Rhaeggar's magic. "Fight quickly, and their companions will soon catch up. A dark red ray shot out as he finished speaking, aiming at another mage who was worried and annoyed by the leader's recklessness.

As a seventh-order spell, Bloodthirsty Ray has always been regarded as the weakest attack spell of its class, but in the dark and noisy environment at the moment, this silent and almost non-energy fluctuation magic is undoubtedly the best choice, until it is hit, and the mage who had luckily escaped Heim's sniper in the previous battle did not notice the imminence of death. Corrosive energy poured in from the area where he had been struck by the ray, ruthlessly destroying the mage's mech, and in a matter of seconds, all of his internal organs were reduced to ashes.

The long arrows that shimmered green swept through the space between the squad and the opponent as the bloodthirsty rays worked, and the powerful piercing power caused the sharp arrows from the Aror Bow to shoot through the bodies of three people in quick succession before falling to the ground, and by this time, the sub-giant had already raised its hammer and roared into the rest of the warriors.

The departure of one of the two mages who were regarded as pillars, the collapse of the other without warning, and the fact that they were in the underground passages that did not see the light of day, in itself made these elite warriors suspicious, and at this time, the huge black shadow that rushed from the rear, at least one and a half people tall, emitted a deafening and terrible roar, further deepened their unease, and the panic finally erupted in the hearts of Nack's heart-wrenching warhammer that turned several people into bloody corpses in succession.

The narrow passage meant that the outnumbered warriors would have to confront Nack head-on, and at most two people could face the terrifying giant at a time. With the help of the Giant's Bracelet, Nack regained his strength almost as fast as he had been exerted, and he didn't have to worry about running out of strength, all he had to do was keep raising his hammer and smashing it down, then stepping on the corpses of fallen foes and repeating his previous actions again.

"Doesn't seem to be our business here," said Heim, putting down his bow and arrows—the massive body of the sub-giant had completely blocked the passage—to his companions, "let's go to the exit." ”

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