Chapter 53: The War Between Magicians
"Be obedient and give me the black crystal ball!" Brand held out a hand.
"Don't dream, I'm never going to give it to you."
"Hmph, then don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings, Du Lala, the Bauhinia Empire is very big, and there are many places you can hide, but look, isn't it easy for me to find you?"
Durala's voice became colder and colder: "Brand, aren't you afraid that I will make the truth public?" I confess my sins, and I am willing to die to atone for them, but what about you? Are you all right? ”
"Oh?" Brand shrugged and smiled casually: "What about the evidence?" ”
Durala was speechless, she had no evidence, there was no gramophone these years, and there was no miniature recording equipment, and only God knew what Brand had said before except for the two of them, and she couldn't find a witness.
"No evidence? Hehe, then who will believe you? You should know who I am, how about the president of the Magic Society? It's just an equal in front of me! As long as I don't admit it, who will doubt me? Brand laughed arrogantly: "Recognize the situation, my little Durala, give me the black crystal ball happily, I don't think it will be difficult for you for your dead ghost daddy, otherwise, you will not be able to turn over in this life, oh...... If that's the case, maybe you won't have a long life, do you know how our Wizards Guild treats necromancers? He drew a circle with both hands exaggeratedly: "Tied to a copper pillar and burned alive!" ”
"Damn it, old scoundrel!" Du Ang, who was hiding in the bushes, covered his forehead fiercely: "How can there be such scum in the Magicians Association?" tmd! ”
About the whole thing, Du Ang has now fully understood, in fact, as long as people with an IQ of more than 65 can understand, this female magician named Du Lala was deceived by Brand, in order to get the black crystal ball, Brand used Du Lala's trust in him, and made a set for her, or rather, this is a big trap full of blood and deception, Du Lara didn't know why, jumped in in a daze, killed many innocent people, and turned herself into the chief wanted criminal of the Wizards Association, And this Brand used this incident to threaten and force Durala to hand over the black crystal ball, wanting to profit from the left-handed fisherman......
Tainyima is despicable! This Brand has such a dirty heart!
Duang can believe that with this brand's surname, even if Durala gives him the black crystal ball, he will not spare Durala's life, after all, the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better, and Durala, as the main participant in it, is undoubtedly the first person to be killed.
Du Ang was thinking about it, when suddenly, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up, and Brand, who could not be persuaded to surrender, had completely torn off his face and launched a magical attack on Du Lala.
A cold wind whistled and blew, and Duang could feel a strong chill even though he was quite far away, and Brand's beard and hair were blown up by the cold wind, his robe bulged, and his hand was raised, and he hit Durala with an ice arrow.
Clear, silvery, and extremely cold!
Like a white meteor, this ice arrow flew in the blink of an eye, hitting Durala's forehead and eyebrows.
"Ahh
Durala, who has suffered under Brand, knows what kind of virtue this old man is, and he may not be as good as a dog, on the surface he is gentle and elegant, and he has a superior demeanor, but in fact, how did he lack virtue and how did he come, sneak attack? Durala had already taken precautions. Seeing that the ice arrow was approaching, Du Lala raised the bone staff in his hand high and drew a circle, and a barrier made of black mist stood up in front of her, blocking the ice arrow, Kerala, the black mist barrier shattered, and the ice arrow also turned into countless transpiring water vapor and disappeared without a trace.
"Looks like you're recovering well! Take me one more trick! The ice arrow did not cause damage to Durala, but Brand didn't care at all, he raised his hand again, and at the same time, three cold rays shot out in a triangle, which was more powerful and more chilling than the ice arrow just now. Durala will not be beaten passively all the time, she has been trained in magic since she was a child, she understands that offense is the best defense, and she throws a few drops of blood into the air with a sharp snort, and the bone staff points to the ground, and she listens to a few strange noises, and there are actually three skeleton soldiers shaking their stiff limbs and crawling out of the ground.
The three skeletons were miserable, with no flesh on their bodies, just a skeleton of bones, a few tattered pieces of armor leaves that had seen many rainbows over the years, and a rusty heavy sword in each hand - this is a necromancer's unique summoning technique, one of the necromancer's main means of attack.
Durala let out a sharp shout from his mouth, and with a finger of the bone staff, the three skeleton soldiers each raised a sword and slashed at the three points of cold, rattling like the sound of icicles breaking, and the three points of cold turned into mist and disappeared and steamed, while the three skeleton soldiers were hit by this huge force and fell to the ground, but in a moment they got up again.
Seeing that Durala summoned the skeleton soldier, the expression on Brand's face became serious, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, he had a short wand, and he jumped upwards sharply, and let out a thick silver light.
Durala didn't dare to slack off, her fingers drew a strange symbol in the air, and the three skeletons circled around and pounced on Brand in two ways.
Two people fight together.
In terms of magic level alone, although Brand is more than twice as old as Durala, his magic strength is not as good as Durala, he was busy for a long time, casting several frost spells in a row, and did not cause any substantial damage to Durala, while Durala is getting braver and braver, while dodging Brand's attacks, he will summon a skeleton soldier from the ground every once in a while, Durala is now level 64, higher than Justin, according to the formula that you can summon a skeleton soldier every five levels, She can summon up to 12 skeleton soldiers to coexist, but the previous vicious fight in the Crow Forest injured her, so that her strength was greatly reduced, and now she has just summoned six skeleton soldiers to make her a little unable to support it, holding her chest and panting, but fortunately, Brand's magic strength is limited, and the six skeleton soldiers make him a little unable to support his hands, if Durala is not injured, and summon all 12 skeleton soldiers at once, I'm afraid Brand would have been finished long ago.
The skeleton soldier slashed with a sword, slowly swallowing but containing a thousand catties of power, the rusty heavy sword was covered with black mist, and the evil wind was blowing, Brand took a step back, tripped under his feet, fell to the ground, and rolled on the ground in embarrassment so that he was not injured.
Brand got up from the ground, his plaid robe was stained with a lot of mud, like a Dalmatian, he looked down at his body, he couldn't help but be annoyed, and with a flick of his wand, a silver halo visible to the naked eye spread over him......
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