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With a flick of his legs, Gordon jumped three meters to the side, narrowly dodging Mendoza's attack. He knew that it was a two-ring necromancy spell that could plant a **cyst on the target.

This spell not only reduces the target's resistance to negative energy, but also detonates the cyst through the guò triple ring spell "Swollen Cyst", causing a lot of damage and pain.

If you are hit by this spell, it can be said that the end is miserable, and it is better to kill yourself immediately.

Fortunately, Gordon had already applied a jumping spell to himself, and he was able to dodge magic attacks well.

Seeing that Gordon dodged his attack, Mendoza sneered and pulled out a magic scroll.

When the scroll was reduced to ashes in the chanting of the dragon, three white skeletons stood in the black dirt of the cemetery.

At this time, Gordon's spell was also ready to be completed. A small candle in his hand, which was used as a spell material, became a medium for the outer realm, opening two portals.

With a creaking sound, two strange creatures walked out of the portal.

This is the Buddha Worker Ant, a creature from some of the Orderly Realm. Covered in a brownish-red carapace, they stand like centaurs, relying on their jaws or forelimbs to attack enemies.

Both spells and necromancy have many summoning spells. Gordon uses a second-level summoning monster, while the magic scroll that Mendoza reads is a second-level summoning undead.

The only difference is that as Mendoza who has mastered the spell of the Three Rings, his magic attainment is obviously stronger than Gordon, so he can summon three skeletons at once.

"Attack!" Mendoza pointed at Gordon as three skeletal warriors rushed towards him, brandishing their rusted weapons. At the same time, his hands quickly changed and his hands moved, and the red-orange energy flew together, turning into a huge fireball and smashing towards Gordon.

Gordon hurriedly jumped backwards, avoiding the destruction range of the fireball technique. But the powerful shock wave set off by the explosion still made him scramble and almost fall.

As the most practical three-ring offensive spell, the Fireball Technique is famous. There are even fanatics who have founded the "Fireball God Cult". These paranoid mages believe that the fireball technique can solve the problem of a qiē. If the problem is not solved, then it must be the reason why there are not enough fireballs cast, not strong enough.

Fortunately, Mendoza's spell slot was limited, and a second fireball spell was not prepared.

Gordon Wolf bèi launched a counterattack in a frustrated manner. His whole body suddenly bloomed with a golden light. The light then turned into two rays that scattered the two attacking skeletons.

"The Light of Mercury! I hate positive energy! Mendoza cursed. He tried to get rid of Gordon quickly, but the two approaching Fermi Worker Ants kept him free.

Although it is not a full-time fighting creature, it is definitely not a good thing to be bitten by the giant jaw of the Buddha Rice Worker Ant.

The necromancer had to pull a bone wand out of his bosom and move forward. The two Yoo Ma's strong acid arrows hit the target accurately, and the acid glowed green in the dark night.

It's a magic scroll and a magic wand, and Mendoza has so many magic items in his hand that Gordon envy and hate. But it's very helpless, as a mage who has just been promoted to the third level, his background and accumulation are definitely not as good as the other party.

In the final analysis, it is still a matter of money.

Mendoza thought that he would easily solve Gordon's two summoned creatures, but he didn't expect that after the acid dissipated, the Fomi worker ant actually appeared in front of him without damage.

"Damn! What's going on? ”

"You should learn more about the creatures of the realm." Gordon scoffed. The Fomi ant tribe is immune to strong acids, cold, and petrification, and Mendoza's strong acid arrows naturally have no effect on the carapace of the worker ants.

Mendoza couldn't do anything and switched to another attack. With his body as the center, a gray aura suddenly exploded, and all living creatures within a radius of six meters around him were eroded by negative energy. Plants withered, flying insects fell. The two Buddha Rice Worker Ants also fell to the ground violently, turning into a ball of light and disappearing into the main material plane.

Fortunately, Gordon was well-informed and knew that Mendoza's "Negative Energy Blast" attack range was extremely wide, and he withdrew from the spell range in time. And taking advantage of the opportunity of the other party to prepare a spell, he used a magic missile to eliminate the last skeleton.

After a round of fighting, the two mages were unharmed and seemed to have returned to square one.

Gordon pulled out a small candle from his lined pocket again and began to chant the incantation.

"Again?"

Seeing that Gordon was about to use a second-level summoning monster spell again, Mendoza could hardly believe his eyes.

Previous information showed that Gordon was just a low-level spellcaster who could cast one-ring spells, and even if the information expired, Gordon had recently been promoted to the standard of a third-level mage, then he would have at most one second-ring spell slot.

But from the initial use of invisibility to lure Donion and the other four wanderers into the hut, to summoning the Phomiworker Ant, and then relying on the light of Mercury to kill two skeletons, Gordon's second-ring spell slot should have long since been exhausted. Why can the other party continue to summon two Buddha Rice Worker Ants with a calm demeanor now?

"Vikna, the Lord of the Immortal Mysteries! That damn guy didn't even use a magic item, how did he do that? ”

Mendoza was puzzled. I thought it would be an easy battle for a high-level mage to crush a low-level mage, but according to the current trend, the two sides are likely to drag into a protracted battle.

For the protracted war, Gordon is not at all hesitant. His advantage over Mendoza is that he relies on mana to cast spells, and the amount of mana is not comparable to that of a traditional mage like Mendoza.

"Damn!" Mendoza was furious. With a skilful gesture, he summoned three skeleton warriors again to deal with Gordon's Fermi Worker Ants.

Gordon had already prepared, and the light of Mercury shot out from his palm again, and under the impact of two golden lights, the skeleton warrior solidified by magic quickly melted and dissipated like snow in the sun.

"And there's more!"

Mendoza felt that his feelings were about to spiral out of control. He knew that this was not a good thing, and that a mage who was good at logical analysis and calm thinking would definitely not end much better if he was controlled by bad feelings.

He didn't know why Gordon had an almost endless number of spell slots, but the necromancer knew one thing: if he fought hard, he would probably not be able to outwit this unexpected opponent.

Mendoza's second and third ring spell slots have been used up, and the remaining ring spells can support a maximum of one round of combat. He had to fight. The only good news is that the mage on the opposite side doesn't seem to have any magic items or scrolls.

It's much easier to deal with a poor ghost mage than it is to deal with a rich man.

Taking advantage of Gordon's chance to destroy the last skeleton, Mendoza pointed his fingertips towards the two Fomi worker ants that pounced on him. Two terrifyingly twisted faces appeared in the thick fog, frightening the two large insects to stop.

Relying on two horror techniques, Mendoza finally got a chance to breathe, and he raised the magic wand from earlier, and shot all three of the Yufu strong acid arrows stored in it towards Gordon.

Gordon jumped again. With the powerful bounce ability granted by the jumping technique, although he was able to avoid the attack of the strong acid arrow, the mage robe was still ablated by the flying acid and a large hole.

While Gordon had no time to dodge the arrows, Mendoza pulled the last magic scroll out of his pocket.

“1o－vinu！” Mendoza uttered the last syllable aloud, and an invisible hand made of force field energy suddenly appeared, slamming Gordon's throat with a slam of arms!

"Throat Lock!"

The throat was blocked by a huge force, and a strong feeling of suffocation suddenly spread throughout the body. Gordon's face gradually turned red from the lack of oxygen, and his throat was like a walnut about to be crushed by iron tongs.

Seeing that the spell had finally succeeded, Mendoza breathed a sigh of relief. If this last magic scroll didn't work, he would probably have to flee with a wolf. For a mage who majored in plastic energy and necromancy, had a fierce fighting style, and was always invincible, this was definitely a shame on his career.

You know, Mendoza is not the kind of academic mage who spends his days immersed in books and theoretical knowledge. The organization that raised him was known for brutal and bloody elimination. Every magic apprentice who can pass the graduation is a combat expert.

"Haha, although I don't know why, you can use a lot more spells than normal, but now, you can't breathe or speak, do you still have a way to cast spells?"

Step by step, Mendoza walked into the moving Gordon: "If you had mastered the spell Mo, you might have been able to fight back in this situation, but unfortunately, you didn't." ”

He pulled out a white bone knife, and the sharp and huge serrations on the blade made people shudder. This reminded Gordon of the murder weapons used by perverted murderers to dissect human bodies in those horror movies.

"I still have four 'organ embalming' spells, you say, what organ of yours should I cut off to keep it? Brain, heart, or liver? Oh, I almost forgot, even if you want to say something, you can't say it. ”

For the first time, Gordon felt the taste of death. In Ancient Age, death is nothing more than watching a half-hour of black-and-white TV and then returning to the resurrection point. With the pain setting blocked, you won't even feel it at all.

But now, in this real world, Gordon finally has an intuitive understanding of death. Because of the lack of oxygen in his head, his vision began to blur, and his strength was running out rapidly.

"I don't want to die!"

Gordon bit the tip of his tongue sharply, the intense pain giving him a brief lulling of his brain. That's enough. A delicate hand crossbow slipped out of its sleeve and held it in his hand.

With the last of his strength, he lifted his hand and pulled the trigger.

Then, the retina of the fifth-level necromancer Mendoza froze on the armor-piercing arrow that shot at him before he died.

The crossbow purchased by Gordon is not very powerful, and with the armor-piercing arrow, it can only penetrate the leather armor at a distance of twenty-five meters. But Mendoza was just a mage without any armor. The bolt pierced Mendoza's throat with precision, sending a series of splatters of blood that flew in all directions in the dim moonlight.

Mendoza's body fell to the ground with a thud. The effect of the throat lock is also lost. Gordon, who was weak, fell to his knees, coughing violently as he greedily breathed air.

"It's fucking awesome to be alive!" A sense of happiness for the rest of my life after the catastrophe involuntarily surged up in my chest.