A pale and slender hand pressed against the gate of Ellan Hill Castle, and a man wearing a silver robe with a huge magic array pattern on it had a strange mask on his face, and it seemed that he had used all his strength to push open the heavy door.

"Phew!" Inside the gate, a Guards soldier shot the masked terror mage in the face, but the bullet flew off by the magic array on the mask and landed on the smooth ground not far away.

"Get out of the way!" A hoarse and desperate voice that could not hear a man or a woman seemed to come from the man's chest and echoed throughout the castle's main hall. The man swung a blade of wind with his backhand and slammed it into the guard's body.

The sharp, invisible blade sliced open the stomach of the Elanhill Guard, cutting him off at the waist, and the intestines and internal organs rolled out in an instant, and he fell to the ground and rolled out for a long time.

The heavily masked magician didn't glance at the corpses on the ground, and walked up the stairs in the middle of the hall. Above his head is a huge chandelier dotted with countless electric lights, making it look extravagant.

Suddenly, at the corner of the staircase, the mage stopped his steps, and the pale and somewhat sickly slender hand pressed on the cold marble handrail of the staircase, and the whole person's body bent slightly.

"Ah......" The magician's breathing became painfully rapid, as if his body was suffering greatly. Because of this painful torture, the body shrouded in magical robes began to twist, and all the muscles tensed up to fight the terrible pain.

"Huhu...... "As if a drowning man had managed to poke his mouth out ......of the water, the strange mage with the mask barely breathed, and the skin on his hands began to crack.

On the back of the hand, which already looked very sickly, a blue liquid like lava boiled in the cracks, scorching the snow-white skin, and then in the next second, the wounds miraculously healed, and then cracked open again.

"This ...... Is...... A...... Painful ...... "It took almost half a minute for the masked magician to recover....... He muttered this in a hoarse voice, and then slowly walked up the stairs with his feet up.

As if carrying a thousand pounds of weight, the magician, who did not look strong, walked up the stairs step by step, and then stood at the end of the corridor, which was blocked by a group of Guards soldiers with STG-44 assault rifles.

"Hu ......" let out a long breath, and the masked magician seemed to be struggling with what means to use to walk through this seemingly difficult corridor, and finally the magician took a step forward, and a golden magic circle filled his body.

The arrays stood in front of the mage like shields, and then grew huge in front of countless flying bullets, extending into the surrounding walls. Dense bullets struck the magic array, distorting the inscriptions on it.

However, as if embedded in the air, these bullets hovered in the magic array, and as this magic array gradually faded, another new magic array formed behind this magic array, and the style was exactly the same.

"Let's ...... Open ......" Under the heavy mask, the hoarse voice that couldn't hear the gender sounded again, suppressing the sound of all weapons firing: "You ants...... It's just ...... Self-defeating ......"

Unfortunately, no one stopped, and some of the soldiers continued to pour fire, while others began to change their magazines. They cooperate tacitly, maintain the continuity of firepower, and do not give the other side any chance to fight back at all.

Dense bullets struck the defensive magic array, causing the magic to begin to dim. In front of this masked magician, the third defensive magic array was quietly formed without the slightest delay.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time to waste!" The voice sounded again, and then under the silver magic robe, the pale palm was stretched out again, and a cold mist condensed on the palm, and the temperature of the entire corridor began to drop.

In the next second, from between the palms filled with cold air, countless ice picks began to erupt and fly towards the royal guards of Ellan Hill, who kept firing.

Ice picks like bows and arrows pierced the guards' bodies, knocking them to the ground one by one. After only a few seconds, the entire corridor was silent of the sound of STG-44 assault rifle fire, nor the screams of soldiers.

"Ah...... Yes! It seemed that the unbearable pain had reappeared, and after knocking everyone down, the masked magician screamed again. It sounded as if someone was cutting the flesh of this magician with a knife.

"I hate it here! I hate it here! Yes......! The pale hand rested on the wall that had been shattered by the magic array, and the mournful voice echoed throughout the hallway. The terrifying sound of the magician's screams alone seemed so strange in the corridor full of corpses.

On the other side of the corridor, Chris pushed open the door with a pale face, and looked at the masked magician on the other end of the room with a pale face, looking at the dense corpse lying on the ground, and the expression on his face was wonderful.

The opponent's strong air force is so powerful that Iran Hill's air force is at a loss, and he can even kill hundreds of guards by himself and enter the castle. But now the magician stood there and screamed as if he were beating him......

Finally, the pain was contained, the screaming finally stopped, and the magician held on to the wall and gasped for a few moments before he could barely stand on his feet.

Immediately afterwards, the hoarse voice spoke again, with a hint of curiosity, as if looking at a new creature: "You are really different! I can see the light in you...... An intoxicating glow! ”

Chris frowned suspiciously, listening to the other party's somewhat strange voice - no one had ever told him that he could still shine, and the other party came to him all the way to kill the Buddha, did he just want to tell him that "you will shine"?

The magician seemed to be very weak, and his voice trembled slightly: "I can't survive here, the air here makes me breathe, and the energy in my body is about to consume my fragile body......"

"It's hell for me. But seeing you here, I think the hardships along the way seem to be worth it. Behind the mask, the voice suppressed the pain and spoke slowly.

"Ahh Damn it! The last of these violent moans even changed tone from pain, and the air around the magician began to become agitated. The exposed palm seemed to be about to explode, and the skin on it was squeezed out of shape by the energy surging inside.

"It's worth it to kill you...... Hahahaha! Hahahaha! The other man seemed to be talking to himself, as if he were answering Chris's words, and in the midst of extreme pain, the masked mage was jealous and excited about his impending success.

It seems that he is really going to die here today, and the other party can find this room all the way, and say that he has a light on his body, that is, there is a special way to track, even if he hides, he can't hide. Thinking of this, Chris opened his mouth and asked the magician with some reluctance, "Are you here to kill me?" ”

"That's right! Of course I'm here to kill you...... Your existence...... It is a sin that threatens the world...... ...... must be erased" In front of Chris, the magician stretched out his arm, and the magic circle on his palm began to become clear.

As this magic array gradually became clear, some anxious arcs began to appear around the circular magic array, and it seemed that the other party wanted to use an extremely fast thunderbolt-based magic to finish off Chris, the traverser.

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"Farewell, mortal!" As the magic array became clearer and clearer, the voice behind the mask sounded again, with a hint of pride. A flash of lightning erupted from his magic circle and smashed directly into Chris's body.

In an instant, a golden light appeared beside Chris, and a round golden magic array swirling with spells shrouded in front of him. The deadly lightning bolt slammed into the defensive magic array, bursting with dazzling light.

"Damn it......" The masked magician took a step back as he looked at the magic circle rising from Chris's body. Then he raised his other arm, and on both hands raised a huge magic array.

"Boom!" Two huge fireballs flew out of the magic circle, steaming the air around them, and smashed into the magic circle in front of Chris. However, after being impacted by the fireball technique, the defensive magic array in front of Chris did not weaken at all, but emitted a stronger light.

Immediately after, a hand poked out from behind Chris, and a dazzling light burst out from the palm of his hand, and a powerful lightning bolt rushed out like a spirit snake, crossed the magic array in front of Chris, and smashed on the other party's body.

The ashes of the explosion dispersed, and the masked mage who had attacked Chris staggered back a few steps, and Chris finally got used to the flamboyant magical battle, and turned his face to look behind him.

There, a robed magician, also wearing a mask, just withdrew his slender palm.