Roland grabbed the old man's arm and flew into the air, and as soon as the soles of his feet left the ground, the electricity was conducted, and he was only one line away from being electrocuted!

Taking advantage of the fact that the "preemptive strike" had not completely failed, Roland slapped a 4-ring magic "volley" on Matvey's body to ensure that the old man would not fall headlong after he let go.

After the spell was cast, the flow rate of time returned to normal, and Matvey found himself floating in the air inexplicably, and was stunned for a moment before realizing what had just happened, and quickly took out a bottle of "Protective Shock" potion from the storage bag and poured it down.

Roland freed up his hands to provide himself and Nikita with "protective shocks". This spell can absorb a certain amount of electrical damage, but it will still be shocked if it exceeds the defense limit, which is not a long-term solution.

"We have to find a way to separate the brass golem from the bronze python and crack their clever tactics of covering each other." Roland pondered.

Nikita rolled her eyes, and her superior intelligence made her immediately come up with a way to solve it, and turned her head to Roland and winked slyly: "Help me get some water, and get those two guys down there." ”

Roland was slightly stunned, then realized her intentions, raised his hand to hold the emblem on his chest and recited the prayer, the magic power was transformed into a large amount of clear water in the air, like a waterfall poured on the head of the brass golem, and the bronze python wrapped around its body was wet.

"Thank you!" Nikita quickly made a spell casting gesture, and cooperated with Roland's "Water Formation" to release the 6-ring arcane "Ice Orb".

A pale ball of ice crystals fell in the air, smashed at the feet of the brass golem and burst suddenly, and the extremely cold air jets erupted. The brass golem's magic immunity can resist the damage of the cold, but the water droplets attached to the body are not so lucky, and they quickly turn into frost under the invasion of the cold current, and the thick ice shell adheres to the body and becomes a burden, forcing the brass golem to move extremely slowly.

The bronze python wrapped around the brass golem was in an even worse situation. It was not a golem, and it did not have the ability to avoid magic, and the moment the "Frozen Magic Sphere" broke out, it was hit hard, and then it was frozen by frost, and its originally flexible body was frozen stiff.

Nikita stood in the air, very happy with the situation she had created. Now she felt more and more that the so-called "magic immunity" of the Golem-like constructor was nothing more than a "paper tiger", and that only the stupid casters could do nothing against it; On the contrary, as long as you use your brain to transform magical effects into natural phenomena, and skillfully use physical laws such as sound, light, electromagnetism, and phase changes, you can always find a solution to the magic immunity. As soon as she thought of this, she couldn't help but think of the joke that Roland often said:

"A mage who doesn't understand science is not a good mage."

The brass golem struggled to shake its body, trying to break free from the frost binding. The frozen bronze python couldn't keep up with the brass golem's overly violent movements, and involuntarily slipped off it.

Roland waited for this opportunity, slapped his backhand on his chest, and blessed the 5-ring magic technique "Righteousness is like a rainbow"! The size of the body suddenly doubled, and the strength soared, and the heavy sword in his hand was replaced by the magic spear "Bloodthirsty Luyin", and he dived down in the air to launch a charge!

The brass golem, which had not yet been freed from the shackles of frost, tried to swing the axe to block, but at this moment it was much worse than Roland who had turned into a giant in terms of strength and flexibility, and before it could put on a defensive stance, it was stabbed in the head by a magic spear, and the terrifying force exploded, shattering the huge brass bull's head.

The brass golem's headless body trembled violently, and he fell to his knees without power.

Matvey held the "Staff of Destruction" high, and the staff flashed three golden rays in a row, two of which were converted into the super magic price of "Spell Far", so that the third energy broke away from the staff and shot at the bronze python thirty feet away, which had just escaped the shackles of frost, and the moment it hit the target, it disintegrated into countless copper rings, and clanged and scattered to the ground.

Nikita's eyes were full of surprise: "What kind of trick is this, you can actually use super magic expertise on the staff." Normally, the supermagic specialty can only be cast on the spells she has prepared, and the magic stored in the staff is already fixed, and she can't imagine how she can temporarily attach supermagic effects to the spells released in the staff.

"The Warlock has a special inheritance that allows him to apply his magic skills to magic storage items such as wands, staffs, and even scrolls, but there is a price to pay for this, such as shortening the life of the staff at the cost of additional energy." Roland explained for Matvey.

"As His Highness Roland said, unless the situation is urgent, we trap warlocks rarely use this special magic technique, otherwise the energy in the staff will soon be exhausted." Matvey stroked the Staff of Destruction, a hint of reluctance in his eyes. Counting the additional two rounds of energy consumed by casting the "Spell Distant Shot" just now, the remaining energy in the staff was only enough to release 8 constructs dismantling techniques, and he was not sure if he would be able to support it to climb to the top of this magic tower.

Roland glanced at the construction parts scattered all over the place, tugged at the corners of his lips with regret, and decided to get down to business and return here to recover the remains of the brass golem and bronze python, and ask Old Man Matvey to repair them - if the damage is too bad to repair, at least he can disassemble some useful parts and absorb some magic energy that can be used by the warlocks.

"Your Highness Roland, Miss Nikita, the teleportation array to the third floor has been opened." Matvey didn't have the heart to recycle the garbage now, and stood on the altar urging the two young companions to move on.

Nikita learned wisely this time, and blessed herself and Matvey with "flying skills" before activating the teleportation array, so as not to step on the trap as soon as she entered the door.

After the three of them were ready, they opened the teleportation array, and a beam of light rose from the altar and swept them in, only to feel a trance in front of them, and when they came back to their senses, they were already in the center of the hall on the third floor of the Evil Demon Tower, and there was still a teleportation altar under their feet, and the light was rapidly dimming.

The environment on the third floor is slightly different from that on the first and second floors, although the empty hall is also made of copper walls, fortunately, there is a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and the six lamp arms each hold up an inextinguishable flame, and the faint cold light illuminates the hall.

There is a closed gate opposite the altar that divides the hall into two parts. Roland jumped off the altar and walked to the iron gate with his sword, guessing what secret was hidden on the other side.

At this moment, the iron gate made a piercing sound of gear turning, and slowly lifted it, and the familiar roar came from the opposite side, which was clearly a high-speed magic steam engine.

Scorching steam poured out from across the gates, enveloping the hall in a white mist, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps, as if a huge machine was approaching.