Chapter 17: Fierce Battle
"We—we're the ones who want your life!" said one of them, who was a little thinner.
"Stop talking nonsense, get rid of them quickly, so we'll be eligible to join the Shadow Guild. The other man was a little more cautious, and immediately began to move.
Although the two have different figures, they don't have much difference in appearance, and it seems that they should be related by blood.
Ye Mo wanted to ask a few more questions, but the other party seemed to have reached a tacit understanding and was reluctant to say more.
The skinny man's lips kept opening and closing, as if he was chanting a spell, and it looked like he should be a mage.
And from Ye Mo's perception, this person's cultivation is a little higher than Erin's, but it is not yet at the status level, and it should be the peak of the palace.
The speed at which he chanted the incantation was so fast that Ye Mo could easily sense the rich source power condensing in front of him, emitting a scorching aura.
The other person's figure flickered a few times and disappeared, even Ye Mo's mental power couldn't find his location for a while, but he faintly had the illusion of being targeted by a beast.
"Protect yourself. Ye Mo whispered a word of advice to Erin, and rushed towards the person who was chanting the spell with a dagger in hand.
Since he can't find the person behind him, let's start with this "fixed target" first, Ye Mo believes that as long as he gets close to him, the first person will definitely stop him.
No matter what the purpose of these two people is, since they dare to kill themselves, then don't blame yourself for being ruthless.
"East!" When Ye Mo was still about ten meters away from the first person, which was enough to threaten the other party to cast a spell, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and he swung his dagger at his east without thinking.
"Ding!" weapons collided together.
"It's a sharp feeling. The voice of the second person came, "It's just that ....... strength is a little weaker." ”
"Poof" As soon as his words fell, Ye Mo spat out a mouthful of blood.
This person was right, Ye Mo sensed his strength at the moment when he was tough, a little worse than the thin man, but it was also the peak level of the palace.
Ye Mo is only at the peak of the path now, even if he has the power of the bloodline, but the degree of awakening is far from enough, and the strength is still too much to compare with a monk at the peak of the palace.
Fortunately, judging from this person's performance, it should not be a knight or something like being good at head-to-head combat, and it should be more inclined to an assassin.
And it won't be the kind of "Shadow Assassin" high-end class that is extremely rare among assassins, just an ordinary assassin.
The Assassin class requires that attacks must be concealed and pursued in one hit, and Ye Mo's perception is too keen to detect the man's position before he attacks, and the latter has no time to brew a murderous aura to use maximum attack power.
If this person raises his momentum to the peak state, Ye Mo is not as simple as spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Interesting...... a sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth, Ye Mo ignored the tearing pain coming from his back, but felt a little excited, he found that he kind of liked the feeling of fighting.
This is different from fighting the undead before, and the real people are far superior to the undead in terms of flexibility and intelligence.
Moreover, the spells in his current two spell slots have no restraint effect on real humans at all.
Undead enslavement is a little better, at least it can be used as a spiritual attack to shock the opponent's soul, while the purification technique is completely reduced to chicken ribs.
Unless it is a monk who cultivates undead magic or has demonic blood, this spell will not only not have any effect, but will make the other party feel comfortable and slightly return to his state.
This is also the reason why Yemo did not use spells blindly.
"Night Mo, be careful. Erin worried, in order not to be a burden, she had cast a defensive spell on herself from the moment the enemy appeared.
She knew that she was not good at actual combat, so she did not rush into the battle, but first protected herself and did not let Ye Mo be distracted.
And after doing the protective measures, she was not idle, constantly rummaging through her space ring, hoping to find something useful to Ye Mo.
"Bang bang. Because Erin's side would not be able to attack for a while, the assassin simply put all his energy on Ye Mo, and the weapons of the two collided, causing a burst of sparks in the air.
The battle intensified, and to the Assassin's horror, no matter where he was hiding, his opponent could quickly find out where he was.
This intuition made his heart numb, especially after noticing that Ye Mo's strength was getting stronger and stronger in the battle, and his attack methods were becoming more and more tricky, he felt even more jealous.
With his cultivation at the peak of his palace, it is unbelievable that he has not won a rookie who is only at the peak of the path for so long!
While making him feel ashamed, a perverted sense of excitement rose in his heart, because another genius was going to die at his hands.
"Bang!" After another collision, the Assassin vanished as before.
This time, before Ye Mo could find her location again, there was a burning sensation behind her, and a powerful force fluctuation was rapidly approaching.
"Haha, boy, taste my Flame Fangs!"
The thin man let out a rampant laugh, his spell was finally unleashed, and it was this moment that he had been waiting for since the beginning of the war.
Ye Mo's side, although he sensed the trajectory of the technique, but because his cultivation was still too low, his body couldn't react at all.
Moreover, the other party has been brewing for so long, and it is not easy to avoid it.
"It seems that there is only hard resistance. Ye Mo said in his heart, he still had too little combat experience, so he fought with the assassin too much, and he actually forgot that there was a mage next to him.
This is definitely a fatal negligence, you know, there is a saying in the plane, that is, you must not give the mage enough time to cast spells, otherwise he will tell you with a painful experience why the mage is called a moving turret!
The so-called Flame Fangs were getting closer and closer in Ye Mo's perception, judging from the fluctuations in its power, it should be a third-order spell.
It belongs to the fire elemental attack spell with the most explosive power in the elemental category, and it is estimated that the situation is not very optimistic with Ye Mo's current body.
Ye Mo can only pray for now, and then he can smoothly delay the time until the effect of the Life Pattern is activated and the injuries are recovered before continuing the fight.
"Ye Mo, go on!"
At this time, Erin's voice suddenly came, accompanied by a black shadow, and Ye Mo subconsciously took it with his left hand.
After coming into contact with the real thing, Ye Mo realized that it was actually a shield.
And just at this time, the thin man's flame blade tooth arrived, and Ye Mo didn't know how useful this shield was, but thinking that it should be stronger than nothing, he held it up in front of him.
"Bang" firelight burst out, spells hit the shield accurately, and the intense heat distorted the air, obstructing vision.
"Ha, relying on a broken shield and trying to block my flame blade fangs, you are making a fuss about the third-order spell I have cast for so long......"
The thin man said with a mocking look on his face and a tone of mixed pride.
It's just that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cold voice: "What did you say, uncle?"
The firelight dissipated, and Ye Mo's figure appeared in front of the thin man again, but what he saw in front of him was like a big mouth pumping in his face, and the former was unscathed except for the slightly torn clothes!