Chapter 045: The Pursuing Silver-robed Mage
In the gloomy swamp woodland, a black-robed figure hovered in the hollow of a withered rotten bark tree, and he was slightly relieved after reaching out a hand to control the purple mist to kill Rykes. The strongest here is the one who was killed just now, and the other elven mages are all weak, all of them are in the quasi-fourth order.
"Finally killed this man and saved most of the trouble." Grant slowly withdrew his hand and took out four or five large rune array disks to evacuate the elemental particles in the tree hole. The four weak elf mages in the tree hole had already been mostly damaged, and when the elemental particles were emptied, their faces turned white, and their mouths spurted out of their mouths of turquoise blood.
"Human, we will curse you! Curse you that life is worse than death, and spend your life confessing your sins. The four elves chanted and cursed Grant. In this regard, Grant knew what they were talking about with just his mental power, shook his head and smiled: "Think about what will happen to you before cursing me." β
He stretched out his right hand and pointed at it, and the purple mist formed a purple-gold sharp blade and slashed through the necks of the four elven mages, instantly sprinkling blood in the relatively wide tree hole, dyeing everything turquoise.
"I didn't expect the elven mages to be weak enough, but it seems that they used up a lot of physical strength and mana to create energy missiles before, otherwise it would not have been possible for me to sneak in quietly without noticing. Now the Tree of Truth belongs to me. β
Grant muttered, the expression on his face becoming very happy. The Tree of True Knowledge has a great effect on himself, especially the Sea of Meditation that can hide Refy and other magical pets for a long time in the Bark Armor. Because the concealment potion is time-sensitive and unstable, and there is no way to conceal the mages above the late fourth order, it has to be said that there are big loopholes. Compared to the two, the advantages of the Tree of Truth are obvious.
He withdrew. Controlling the elemental particles, a gray energy hand lifted the corpses of the five elven mages and threw them to the gray mud ground next to them. Splash a little bit of mud.
Grant took a step closer and stretched out his right hand to stick to the bark. Bang. The entire tree is stored in the reserve.
After two minutes of entering the reserve space, five black-robed mages with weapons in their hands swept over through the gap in the swamp woodland behind them, and they were Mo Molan and the others.
"Grant, did you do this?" Mo Molan took a few steps closer, looked down and saw the corpse of the elf clan on the ground, stretched out her hand to observe the scar on her neck, and said with doubt.
Grant nodded without moving: "Well, it's me." Just now, I saw that they were constantly condensing a large number of energy missiles here, so I killed them all. β
"Really? You're really good. The neck was all scratched, and it should be a control weapon for a physical attack. Mo Molan spoke with admiration, it only took three minutes from stopping the energy missile and arriving, and it was already very powerful to deal with the four people in this little time.
Brillant squatted down and found that the five of them were too dead to die, but he was a little sorry, and shook his head: "It's a pity that if they are still alive, they can be sent to the slave market to be sold." Another good batch of income. β
"Humph!" Dressed in a robe, with a hood covering his appearance, Lei Fei snorted coldly when he heard the words, and took a few steps. Stay away from Brillant and Momolan and others within more than ten meters.
Grant was not surprised to see that Refey's parents and the whole clan were killed by the mages who captured slaves and refined corpse golems, and from the bottom of his heart hated the trade of aliens as slaves. There are also reasons why she is an alien race.
Brillant looked up and saw Refey's expression, and understood that the other party also had a little blood of the other race. Naturally resisted and disgusted this behavior, but he didn't care. This kind of thing is normal at Nightmare Frontier. Even a mage on the human side can be captured in an alien world.
"Grant, we're moving on now." Brillant threw several balls of scorching flames to burn the elven corpse to prevent others from using tracking spells to find them.
"Okay, let's go." Grant flickered on his toes and swept forward. He remembered that about 10,000 meters ahead, there would be a few sparse dead forests, and there was an ancient graystone gate that was the entrance to the ruins.
Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout!
Mo Molan, Kelly, Roth and others followed closely one by one, and Refy saw two eyes, and after receiving Grant's order, he stepped forward quickly.
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Eight or nine minutes later.
In the swamp and woodland, above the corpses of the elves that had been burned to ashes, a burst of silver-white flames ignited, and with a snort, the magical words that formed several hoarfrost disappeared again.
Shout! Shout!
Five silver-robed mages arrived, a dark green leaf at their feet. The leaves float on the ground, rippling endlessly.
One of the silver-robed mages at the head took off his hood, revealing an old face with dense folds on his forehead, and his white hair and eyebrows as white as snow. He was filled with a dying twilight air of death, as if he was about to finish his life's journey.
The old mage's eyes were full of spirit and wisdom, and they were full of a longing, more than anyone else's desire to live.
"Grandpa, what's going on? Why did the elven mage we have been hunting down die so quickly. Obviously, I felt the tracking mark react, and they were all dead when they arrived. β
"I could guess that it was noticed and killed by other mages, and they were careful to burn the corpses for fear of being tracked to their location. It's a pity that the tracking mark of our Culloland family has seeped into the bones, and even if it turns to ashes, it is guaranteed to have an effect within three days. β
Behind him, the two mages in silver robes and covered by hoods argued, listening to the voices, they were much younger and more energetic than the old ones. The old mage heard their voices and turned his head with longing and resentment in his eyes. Why do you have to come to the end, but this group of descendants still has a good life. He had a hundred years to live, and who knew that he would be taken away by the patriarch for ninety years, in other words, he would die in ten years.
There were also two silver-robed mages who were silent and did not speak, judging from their actions, they were much more steady.
"Don't make any noise, since those elven mages can hide their mental fluctuations and evade our pursuit, there must be something good, and that thing has already fallen into the hands of several mages. Let's use the remnants of the breath to find it first, you go with me to take a look, and you are responsible for taking care of the two little ones. β
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
The two silver-robed men standing on the side nodded, and did not speak, obeying orders like soldiers.
"Grandpa, since it's a good thing, why don't you ask those elven mages we caught, how about it?" The remaining two had naΓ―ve thoughts.
"Hmph, do they know they're going to be caught by us? You're too weak, stay here for now. After the old mage finished giving the order, the silver-robed mage with his name pursued forward.
The remaining two silver-robed mages sulked and were unhappy. They are kind of making suggestions, why is Grandpa still facing them with that stinky face and stinky temper. (To be continued......)