That shuriken! The sword mage instantly thought of the reason, just a mage, even if he became a sword mage with a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, he still didn't have much improvement in agility, and he couldn't do any action at this time.

Rumble! A small explosion instantly drowned out two people nearby.

This illusion was not detonated at the time of casting, and the magic riot it brought was not so terrifying, and the only effect was probably to disarm all the spells that the sword mage was releasing was casting.

Feeling the bone claws under his feet loosen, Sherlock ran out to the side without saying a word, being able to lure out a battle mage, his purpose has been achieved, now it depends on how much time he can delay.

Again and again a low-level druid escaped from his subordinates, and the sword mage who reacted from the explosion didn't want to continue to drag it on, and a black energy quickly condensed as he said something in his mouth.

Death Finger, this seventh-order spell that frightened everyone, under normal circumstances, he didn't have the ability to release it, but with the assistance of the long sword in his hand, it was different, this was originally what he kept to deal with Idri, and now he can't care about it so much.

When the power of the Finger of Death was fully infused into the long sword, the sword mage let go of his hand, and the entire long sword turned into a black beam of light and flew out.

Sherlock had felt this powerful spell early on, this was not the first time he had encountered a finger of death, and the dragon lich he had encountered in the mission of spatial order had also released this spell today, and he naturally knew everything about its power.

It is precisely in understanding that he will feel helpless, there is a spell lock, you can't dodge, and the effect judgment is not to be expected, unless there is a skill such as resurrection or invincibility, he has no hope of survival.

Just when the sword was less than three yards away from him, the story that had happened to Muruki was repeated in him again.

A shield in the shape of a gold coin suddenly fell on his body, and it was none other than Lady Luck's signature spell, 'Smile of Temorrah'.

This spell is not only available to priests who believe in Temorrah, many related professions also have the same ability, and the Harpist Scout, a high-ranking professional of the Harpists Alliance, is one of them, but the effect is much weaker compared to the former.

In Susar, the only person who knew Sherlock and might have come to the rescue at this time was Jack.

System Hint: You are affected by the Finger of Death, and the lucky verdict is successful.

The determination of the finger of death involves two aspects: luck and constitution, the former is successful, which means that the spell does not take effect, and the second constitution judgment will be carried out after the luck judgment is passed.

Needless to say, the result of failing the constitution judgment is naturally direct death, and even if you pass (very difficult, very difficult), you will take extremely high damage, and if you don't have enough health, it will still lead to death.

Sherlock doesn't know how lucky he is, but it's estimated that it's normal, and if he wants to pass the judgment, his luck value needs to be increased by at least 6 points or more.

Calculated in this way, the effect of Jack's spell is not far behind that of the priest of Huifeng.

In addition to Tymorrah's smile, this time, he finally saw the true strength of the other party.

Jack's basic profession was supposed to be a thief, and after rushing over, he knocked the sword mage unconscious to the ground in three or two strokes.

Then he drove into the big battlefield in front of him, wielding two daggers to cut a gap in the mage's encirclement, and successfully fought with Idri.

"Jack, the Harpists Alliance has promised His Royal Highness the Regent not to participate in this noble rebellion, do you want to see Middle-earth plunged into turmoil again!" Hardeman, who was in charge of the battle, waved his hand to pause the attack and shouted a shout of rebuke in front of him

Hearing this, the doubts that had been bothering Idri's heart were finally solved.

Why has the support of the Purple Dragon Legion, the Adventurers' Guild, and the Harpist Alliance not arrived?

Indeed, she has a good relationship with these three aspects, and there is no problem in asking them to help, even risking her life, but if in the face of righteousness, it is almost impossible to guess what choice they will make to boast of justice.

Everyone knew that Jalusel was capable of fighting, but this woman was also extremely talented in combining vertical and horizontal but few people knew about it, and this time Idri's plan for what she thought was perfect was dismantled by the other party, threatening the security of Middle-earth.

From the perspective of the country and the people, once Cormier's rule is chaotic, the orc goblins who are constantly harassing in the north and the barbarians who are ready to move in the east will definitely seize this opportunity, and it will be the people who live here who will suffer.

Are you willing to sacrifice one or more small families in exchange for the safety of everyone's life?

This eternal problem can naturally be flaunted by the onlookers of justice and talk about it, but it is really difficult to say the two words willing.

And Jack is obviously the kind of person who will directly say that he doesn't want to, if he hadn't been controlled, he would have run over a long time ago.

"Hardman, don't shout so much, I'm not your subordinate, and I don't represent the Harpists League at this moment, I'm just here as a friend of Idre."

Jack and Idri glanced at each other and said, the expressions of the two at the moment faintly had a feeling of being an outlaw mandarin duck, and they showed their affection in front of everyone.

Hardeman didn't say much, and now that the matter had come to this, it was more important to think about how to deal with these two people.

A purple dragon knight is troublesome enough, plus a harpist scout, of course he won't be able to fight, but if he wants to stay, he may not be able to stay, so he can only take advantage of the fact that the people of the Comyrell family have not yet finished evacuating.

The short confrontation ushered in a more intense battle, and the mage side used to control the trajectory and power of its spells, but now it has no scruples, and many high-level range spells are also used one after another, and even a group range spell is released.

Arctic Wind: Gathers a gust of cold wind that deals cold damage to all targets within range and greatly reduces their agility.

Arctic Wind is similar to Sherlock's Ice Mist in some ways, with the only difference being that the former is slowing down and the latter is Freeze.

Theoretically, of course, the freezing effect is better, but if you want to freeze Idri and Jack, even the possibility of a group spell is not very high, and the next best thing is to slow down with higher judgment requirements.

It's just such a powerful spell, and it didn't last long before it was interrupted by Jack, who suddenly appeared in the back row.

The War Mage's protective barrier, the Warman's banishing spell, were easily pierced in front of the harpist like papier-mâché, and then a stab of awe knocked Hardeman, who was the master of the spell, into a spell casting state.

The crowd-wide spell failed, and the last hole card of the mages was declared void, which meant that they lost their chance to keep Idri.