Who can withstand this? Adams turned around and ran towards the door.

Just kidding, after watching so many movies and television works, you can guess the consequences of being caught, either hanged and burned at the city gate like those medieval witches, or tortured and interrogated in the dungeon, and even starved to death in the cell without food.

Either way, the outcome was not what Adams wanted to see.

However, things are not so simple, the priest behind him moves far faster than himself, under the blessing of some unknown divine art, a faint light flashes on the other party's body, and it is almost two or three steps to cross more than ten meters, and the distance between the two has shortened sharply.

"Osslav, give me a light maneuver. "Adams wants to cry without tears, oh yes, the speed of the other party is afraid that he can compete with Bolt, if he can go to Earth to participate in the quadrennial Olympics, he will definitely get a good result enough to be proud of.

Fortunately, the wand's reaction was quite fast, and before Adams could finish speaking, a burst of blue light floated up from his body, and Adamston felt a lot lighter, and the speed under his feet immediately increased a few points, and he escaped from the arena as if flying.

Luckily, the Templar arena was located on the outskirts of the Mother Earth Temple, and luckily Adams didn't meet any other Templars along the way, as he had already made his way to the city's residential complex.

Recalling the "previous life" in the Hong Kong movies in the eighties and nineties, Adams didn't care whether he recognized the road or not, and picked those remote alleys to walk.

The alleys were twisted and unrecognizable, and in a short time he got lost with the priest.

"Stop, necromancer, you can't run", the cleric behind him looked at the slippery loach-like fugitive in front of him, knowing that this was definitely not the way to go, and shouted for Adams to stop.

What are you kidding, who is going to stop, stop and go to jail? Adams turned a deaf ear to the clergy's shouts, and his steps quickened a little.

With a snap, a white light grazed his shoulder and hit the wall in front of him, and the rubble flew and left a shallow pit in the wall, and Adams didn't care if he would fall and get hurt, and turned into the alley on the left with a flutter.

Rubbing his left arm, which had come into close contact with the ground because he was protecting his head, Adams screamed in pain, and didn't care about wiping the long blood stains that had fallen from the abrasions on his skin, Adams hurriedly turned his head to look behind him.

And at this moment, the standard priest robe of the Mother Earth Temple had once again appeared in his field of vision from the other side of the corner.

The priest's eyes were filled with coldness, and a ball of white light the size of a ping-pong ball appeared in his right hand again

"Osslav," Adams whispered at the lizard, "what to do?" and silently took two steps back while holding his injured left arm, looking warily at the enemy in front of him.

With the previous experience, the priest didn't seem to intend to talk to him too much, and with a finger of his right hand, the white ball of light turned into a white line again, whistling towards Adams' body.

Adams couldn't care about anything else, he stepped on it hard, and his body fell to the other side, damn it, the other party really wanted to kill him.

This made Adams angry, it was wrong for him to sneak into the temple, but he didn't really do anything hurtful, why did the other party keep pestering him.

However, he also knew that no matter how much he explained in this situation, it would be futile, and the other party had already decided that he was a necromancer with bad intentions, so it was better to knock the other party down here and then slip away.

"Osslav, Shadow Bondage"

Five pitch-black tentacles suddenly emerged from the shadows on the side of the wall, and wound fiercely towards the priest, but this previously invincible shadow binding technique was the first to lose its effectiveness today.

"Protection", the priest put his hand open, and a thin barrier emitting white light appeared in front of him, and the five tentacles stretched towards the people in the barrier with difficulty, but no matter how the tentacles wrigged, they couldn't break through the barrier and go further.

"Holy", the priest's mouth once again recited a word, and a burst of bright light burst out in front of him, so that Adams' eyes were dry and wanted to cry, and then the five pitch-black tentacles constructed by negative attribute magic power turned into pieces and disintegrated in an instant.

Under the influence of the bright light, Adams felt that the flesh under the flesh seemed to be stimulated, and quickly melted away like cold snow meets fierce sunlight, and disappeared in his body in a moment.

Like an inflated balloon leaking, Adams' "muscular" figure shrank in a blink of an eye, revealing his original delicate appearance.

"Judgment", the priest pronounced the spirit for the third time, and the white ball of light was regenerated in the priest's hand, and then turned into a white line again and flew towards Adams with a fierce momentum.

With a "boom", the white line hit the "necromancer" on the opposite side, and a violent noise erupted in the alley. The tiles of the surrounding houses fell down with the dust, and a powder mist of white flowers rose in the air, and the smell of choking filled the entire alley.

The powder mist slowly dissipated, revealing the originally clean and tidy alley, but the young "necromancer" who was supposed to be behind the powder was strangely gone.

The priest frowned heavily, this was unreasonable, he could be sure that his "judgment" had fallen on the young "necromancer" one hundred percent.

As a necromancer, when practicing and contacting necromantic spells on weekdays, he will inevitably store a large amount of negative attribute magic energy in his body, so he will inevitably be severely damaged by his "judgment" spirit with divine attributes.

But if you want to see people alive and die to see corpses, what's going on in the empty alleys now, could it be that the other party has really "evaporated"?

The priest did not believe in the trick of changing people, it was just a bluffing trick by charlatans, and he carefully scanned the entire alley, unwilling to let go of any suspicion.

Finally, as if he had found something, the priest strode up to a certain wall, and he stretched out his hand to feel for it.

Like a pebble thrown into the calm water, the wall rippled as the priest's arm probed in, and finally disappeared into invisibility under the violent shaking.

Damn, it's illusion, and I've been deceived by a damn necromancer. The priest slammed his fist into the wall in anger.

You rat escaping in the sewers, wait and see.

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