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After the blood was withdrawn from his body, the extreme pain mixed with the feeling of emptiness caused Morello to stumble on his feet and almost fall.

In a battle at this level, such a small mistake can already decide the outcome of the battle.

Extract the blood of your enemies, convert it into a power you control, and return it in the most drastic way possible. This is how the Blood Mage fights.

Since Gordon was in excellent condition and was not injured, he used the "Blood Drain" to obtain life arcane energy from his enemies, and he did not need to use it to heal his injuries, but directly converted it into arcane energy. The lively dark red ball of light in his palm quickly turned into an orange-red hot sphere, and then was shaped into a sharp arrow by Gordon.

A flaming arrow flew out of his palm, aimed at Morello. Rosengard's eyebrows.

Morello paused, twisted sideways in place, dodged the flaming arrow, and then immediately slashed at his left front with sharp anticipation. As if he had the ability to foresee the future, his slash hit the tip of the fire.

Antonov's weapon was forced to swing to the side, passing under Morello's armpit.

With this series of wonderful performances, Morello, who lost his younger brother and was alone, successfully defused the opponent's attack.

Gordon knew that with the opponent's agility, it would not be easy to win quickly if he wanted to win by conventional means alone. Seeing Zantaba staggering farther and farther away, he made up his mind and prepared to use some special means.

Once again, the Blood Mage used blood to absorb the blood magic, giving Morello a taste of what his dead brother had once tasted. However, Morello seems to have been specially trained to endure pain, and this time he actually endured the extreme pain caused by the blood being forced out of his body.

Gordon skillfully distilled the life energy contained in Morello's blood, transformed it into pure arcane energy, and then molded it into a three-ring protection school spell: Protect against energy damage.

Gordon pointed to Antonov, who was fighting Morello with his back to him: "Specify the type of energy protection: Flame." ”

While fighting fiercely with Antonov, Morello still had the strength to glance at Gordon with his eyes. He couldn't understand why this mage didn't use spells to support warriors with two-handed swords. Instead, he wasted time and spell slots, casting a useless protective energy damage. His two recurve blades are purely physical-type weapons, and are not enchanted with any other kind of arcane energy.

"Maybe this mage made a mistake because of the fierce battle?" Morello gave himself a reason, and the more revenge he felt in his heart.

Although he couldn't defeat the warrior in front of him with a two-handed giant sword, it was still possible to delay time and wait for Zantaba to come to the rescue. Although the brothers usually don't think much of this pale lord. But his strength is extremely recognized. As long as you get out of the forbidden area, the balance of victory and defeat will once again tilt to your side.

After Gordon blessed Antonov with "Protective Energy Damage", he finally stopped casting spells with the Spell Instant Specialty. Because when casting spells, he can only choose one type of magic specialty. Legend has it that there is a technique that allows more than one magic feats to work on a spell at the same time. But this kind of shadowless thing, Gordon doesn't have to think about it for the time being.

After focused and precise chanting and gesture guidance. A fireball technique that had been powerfully blessed with an intermediate spell took shape in his hand.

Gordon didn't aim, and without hesitation, he threw this large fireball, which was twice the size of an ordinary fireball, at the two people who were in the fierce battle.

Moreno. Rosengard's face changed drastically. He only now understood why the mage had cast a useless elemental protection spell on Antonov. He was protecting his companions from being accidentally injured in this indiscriminate area-of-effect spell attack.

Faced with the dodging and dexterous Moreno, Gordon adopted the simplest and crude solution: use a large area. Range-of-effect spells that don't distinguish between friend and foe, see where you hide.

Moreno looked at the big fireball that was whistling and flying, and finally knew why Antonov changed his fierce and radical style in the battle with himself, but became conservative and patiently grappled with himself. Because unconsciously, the two of them moved their feet, and they were already far away from the three imprisoned mages. And so it goes. The opponent's fireball no longer needs to worry about accidental injury.

"Damn it!" Moreno finally seemed to give up resistance, and just watched in amazement as the whistling fireball grew larger and larger in his pupils......

Rumble!

The powerful fireball exploded violently, shaking the entire building. The black iron chandelier on the ceiling squeaked and flickered, and the candles were on the verge of being extinguished.

After the spell effect has dissipated. Gordon saw that Antonov had stabbed Moreno in the chest. The latter was blackened, and there was not a single piece of clothing and skin on his body. I don't know if this guy was killed by Gordon's powerful fireball technique, or if he was stabbed to death by Antonov's sword.

Compared to Moreno, which is almost roasted at high temperatures. Antonov was in a much better situation because of the spell protection. He had only a few minor burns on his body and a few burns off his head.

The two men did not have time to celebrate the achievement of killing the last two seats of the Twelve Stone Seats of the Three Holy Baptists, the Rosengard brothers, nor did they have time to ask the three young mages who had escaped death. Gordon and Antonov looked at Zantaba, who was limping and fleeing farther and farther away, and immediately chased after him.

Never since the completion of his semi-undead body had Zantaba suffered so much damage and suffered so much as he did today. At this time, the anger and killing intent in his heart could be refined into the most terrifying poison, killing that damn black mage a thousand times.

It's only been two minutes since Gordon and Antonov broke through the wall, fought the Rosengard brothers, and killed them in the process.

The battle, which was extremely intense, but ended very quickly, did not buy Zantaba much time. He dragged his badly wounded body and staggered out of the dungeon, leaving the forbidden area. Now, faced with two pursuers who want to kill him behind him, the Pale Lord faces a difficult choice.

The strong revenge in his heart** urged Zantaba to turn around and use his necromancy to kill all the enemies and relieve the hatred in his heart. But reason told him that with his current physical condition, he was not necessarily sure of defeating those two powerful enemies.

And, there is one more thing that Zantaba needs to figure out.

Why did the people of Ferredon sneak into the Black Spider Fortress without knowing it? Could it be that the other side has already launched a general attack? If this is the case, then what actions should he take to ensure that the Bead of Sins circle activates smoothly?

Zantaba is the supreme head of the Three Holy Baptist Church in this stronghold. He had to do everything in his power to ensure that the entire organization's plan was carried out smoothly.

"Someday, I will kill you in the most brutal way!" Looking at Gordon, who was rushing towards him, Zantaba finally made a decision.

Realizing the great vision of the Maharaja is a more important thing than his own personal hatred.

With a gloomy face, he took out a magic scroll from his pocket that was emitting black gas, and there was a strong negative energy aura on it, if it was touched by ordinary people without protection, I am afraid that his muscles would immediately atrophy and his fingers would fester.

The Pale Lord unfolded the magic scroll and chanted incantations in a low, eerie voice.

As the arcane energy on the scroll was extracted and shaped, the land with Zantaba as the center, a radius of several hundred meters, began to slowly churn, as if something was about to break through the ground.

Finally, before Gordon and Antonov could catch up with Zantaba, the Pale Lord completed the spell on the magic scroll. When the last dry syllable in his throat dissipated into the darkness, the first bone hand, attached to the rotting flesh, emerged from the ground.

After completing the spell, Zantaba took out a small glass bottle containing a dark green potion and poured it down. This kind of thing, which is undoubtedly a highly toxic medicine for normal creatures, is the best healing medicine for the half-undead Pale Lord.

After recovering some injuries, at least they didn't affect his walking, Zantaba fled quickly.

"Damn, this is the seven-ring necromancy spell 'Resurrection of the Filthy Earth'!"

When Gordon and Antonov ran out of the dungeon, they were now in front of a large mass of undead that could almost drown the two of them. The skeletons, zombies, and ghouls got up from the ground, and before the smelly clods of dirt on their bodies had shaken off, they let out a low roar of "woo" and rushed towards them.

Zantaba, on the other hand, has disappeared into the darkness of the demons.

Gordon and Antonov had no choice but to retreat to the dungeon.

"What should I do, that necromancer has a very high status, and he should be the leader of this fortress of the Three Holy Baptists, shall we continue to chase it?" Antonov asked. Killing two strong enemies who had defeated him one after another made him excited, unsatisfied, and thinking about doing it again.

Gordon casts a heavenly light at the door. Constant Radiant Energy can prevent large but mediocre undead creatures from entering the dungeon. Then the mage shook his head: "The number of undead creatures summoned by these spells is too many, and I don't have many spells to use, so it's not appropriate to continue fighting." As long as you leave them alone, the spell time will expire automatically. ”

"Well, at least we saved those three little ones." Antonov put the stray fire back into the scabbard behind his back, and then returned to the place where he had entered the dungeon first.