Chapter Seventy-Three: The Chief of the Illusion Faction

"Okay, I'm stopping."

Hearing this, Acoste immediately raised his hands and made it look like he was actually some very good talker.

But Russell in front of him was not good at all.

The young magician, who had been high-spirited, was now bleeding from the constant concussions, and the Half-Elf Swordmaster knew that this attack might not kill him, but the rupture of his eardrums was enough to make him uncomfortable for months......

"How dare you attack a member of the Red Robe Mage Guild in Cell?!"

Russell's colleagues felt a burst of joy in their hearts, finally someone dared to come forward to clean up this bastard, and now what they have to do is to stand up in time and take down these two rebellious adventurers in one fell swoop, so that not only can they get credit, but they can also use other people's hands to fight their competitors, which is really a double thing.

"No, I think he disrespected us first, I'm just teaching him a lesson, what's the matter, do you want to taste this too?"

Yacoste was a little amused, it seemed that these red-robed mages still hadn't learned a lesson from their companions, and they dared to continue to provoke themselves here. Are they really naïve to think that a few more people can be his opponents?

"Bold, what does it mean that Russell doesn't respect you, you have to remember, this is Cell, who is led by the Red Robe Mage Club, here, all the Red Robe Mages are gods, I don't care what you are, we can do whatever we ask you to do, this is the rule here!"

A red-robed mage reprimanded loudly, he explained these logics that were very inconsistent with normal thinking, and that sanctimonious appearance almost made the half-elf sword saint believe it......

"I'm sorry about that. I've broken this rule, what are you going to do with us? Acoste laughed angrily, he had originally planned to come to Alberta to infiltrate the red-robed mage for a while, but now it seems that there is no such possibility.

The arrogance of this group of red-robed mages was beyond his previous expectations, and as a warrior with a bad temper, Acoste felt that if he endured it, he would definitely hold back his internal injuries.

He winked at his new subordinate, Viel, and the Night Lord nodded immediately, stealing his presence in broad daylight.

The meaning of his master is obvious, if those red-robed mages speak out again, they will go on a killing spree in the capital of this red-robed mage.

"I advise you not to come to me again, even if you want to find it, please ask more mages to come over, you people are really not enough to see!"

Acoste mocked mercilessly, and from the face of his words, it seemed that he was persuading the other party not to do anything, but those red-robed mages all heard the meaning of the half-elf sword saint's words.

"Don't think that killing Russell is qualified to speak to the caster, I tell you, he is just the weakest spellcaster among us, now we are going to let you understand the true power of the red-robed mage, repent, ignorant mortal!"

One of the red-robed mages in the middle replied, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of warriors in red armor and huge shields appeared on the other side of the street, surrounding Acoste in a tight knot, while he himself chanted a spell loudly outside the circle......

"Hehe, mage guards?"

Acoste sneered, this is a force that almost every rich spellcaster will build, and the members are specially selected to be those warriors who are proficient in defense, and their profession is to surround the safety of the spellcaster when casting spells.

Everyone knows that mages are the most vulnerable when they recite spells......

This kind of battle might have been a bit of a headache if it had been replaced by a half-elf sword master a few months ago, but now......

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the flat ground!

A "dragon" composed of flames suddenly emerged from under the hard bluestone floor, and a huge wave of qi directly blew those warriors and a few warriors into the surrounding walls......

"Ascending Dragon Strike!"

Now these people only need to use their own weapon effect to solve the problem.

I don't know if it's because I've been fighting more recently or meditating too much, Acoste has recently felt that his Ash Briringer and Frost Grief seem to be about to advance again, they may still be extraordinary weapons in terms of quality, but in terms of the soul of the weapon, they have reached the standard of legendary weapons.

Now, as long as Acoste prepares the materials and hires a blacksmith who is at least a master of forging, then his two weapons can be promoted to legendary quality in no time!

Legendary equipment, each piece is something that has been around for centuries, even if it is a piece of equipment that ordinary legendary professionals may not be able to have!

"What's the situation!"

There was such a big movement, it was impossible for the high-level leaders of the Red-robed Mage Society not to react, and within a few seconds, several portals lit up around the street, and several spellcasters who were obviously dressed more gorgeously than the previous few young mages walked out of it.

Among them, there was also a beautiful female spellcaster with a strong human momentum and strength, and Acoste's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't expect to lure out a chief so quickly......

The female legendary mage was also looking at Acoste with an interesting gaze, and it was obvious that he was also aware of the extraordinary place of this half-elven sword master.

"My name is Misrila, and I am the chief of the red-robed mages of the illusion faction, who are the two Excellencies, and what advice do you have for coming here?"

"Poof!"

The half-elf didn't seem to want to answer, instead he playfully pointed at the back of Mithrela, followed by the sound of a shield cracking.

A dagger with a cold light suddenly appeared out of thin air and stabbed the back of the red-robed mage's head, and the legendary mage's shields were all triggered at the first time, but those protective magic were shattered by the dagger that radiated the bright brilliance of autumn water.

The dagger quickly stabbed into Mithrela's body, but the legendary mage's body flashed brightly, and he suddenly disappeared in place, teleporting to the other side of the street.

"Accidental!"

This is a protective faction magic that every caster who has reached the advanced level will learn, store a magic to protect themselves in advance, and set the conditions for triggering, such as something touching their body or something, and then they can cast the spell in an instant.

"Legendary Assassin ......!?"

Mithriel's voice was a little surprised, she was a level 10 illusionist/level 10 mage/shadow mage level 3 professional, if the other party's stealth really didn't make her feel at all, then the other party's class level should be even higher than her...... (To be continued.) )