"Russ, come back with me, I don't want to hurt you!"

With Chris's arcane sigil in existence, Russ Allen couldn't escape at all. As the other party said, he and Mordo had been friends for so many years, and they also knew something about the Templar mage.

Templar combat is good, but otherwise it's a bit worse.

However, Russ ignores Chris.

Chris had been at home for fifty years, and the occasional outings ended in a hurry, so Russ didn't know Chris's name at all, and only thought it was the rookie Templar Mage brought by Mordo.

Russ stopped running away, and then turned his gaze to Chris, "It's you, it's you, you're tracking me?"

Chris nodded.

"I don't care what kind of mage you are, as long as you don't kill humans, even if it's a necromancer, we won't come to the door, but if you get a human life, you don't have to resist. ”

Chris didn't have anything to say about what Russ said about not wanting to die, pain, etc., and he didn't want to say anything.

It cannot be said that people's fate is predestined, but birth is indeed mixed with the starting point of fate, and if you want to change fate, you must be prepared to be stifled by fate.

Clearly, Russ Allen did not escape this fate.

"It's not over yet!"

Russ was obviously unwilling to give up, and with a wave of his hand, a black mist spilled out, and the black mist spread out in an instant, like a thick rain mist, spreading out in circles.

"Retreat!"

For the sake of safety, Mordo immediately retreated, and the black mist seemed to be filled with a thick dead air at a glance, like a roll of rotten dirt.

The black mist spread, completely obscuring the view, and at a glance it seemed that it was only pitch black.

I could still see a little starlight just now, but now I really can't see my fingers.

The black mist spread, but Russ Mordo took the initiative to burrow in, and his figure disappeared again.

However, there was Chris's secret imprint on his body, and in Chris's eyes, it was as bright as a dancing flame.

However, Chris still didn't do anything, and since Mordo said that he would leave it to him, Chris didn't intervene.

Zizizizi!

The black mist spread in a very directional direction, heading straight for Chris and Mordo, obviously not planning to run away, thinking about leaving after solving the two of them.

The black mist shifted over, and a crow flew by, swallowed by the black mist, and the body made a strong corrosive sound in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the crow was already a small bone.

"Poisonous!"

Mordo's face was very solemn, but he still didn't look at Chris, looking for help.

While retreating, Mo Du pulled out a robe from behind.

The wide robe is intertwined with patterns, and there is also the operation of magic power, which is the symbol of the magic array, and it is obviously an enchanted robe.

With a wave of his hand, the robe was draped over Mordo's body, and then he no longer retreated, but stepped forward, striding forward, and rushed into the black mist with an indomitable momentum.

Although, in the black fog where there was no human figure, there was a sound of angry scolding and struggle.

"Although the Templar mages don't have so many tricks in magic, they are no less than magic in creating things!"

Templar mages can stand for thousands of years without falling, they are certainly not a corrupt organization, and they will continue to learn and replenish.

They know that their magic limits their magical abilities, but that doesn't mean that templars are very limited, as they still have a lot of equipment.

There are no less than 100 pieces of equipment swaggering in the London Temple and the New York Temple, so how many pieces of equipment are hidden in the depths?

For thousands of years, Chris never doubted the strength of the Temple.

A little fog of death, for Chris, is completely pediatric, and he has long been unable to finish this kind of spell that has no effect.

In Chris's perception, Mordo found Russ Allen in the mist.

But Russ has the consciousness of a necromancer, and does not engage in hand-to-hand combat. Instead, they cast spells such as 'Death Acid' and 'Bone Spear', but they were blocked one by one by the shields formed by the circle of Mordo's hands.

Then, as soon as the boots under Mordo's feet flashed, his figure flashed like light, and in an instant he came to Russ's side.

Bang!

The baguette slammed down, smashing into the back of Russ's neck.

Suddenly, Russ Allen fainted, and the fog of death dissipated directly.

···

There is also a prison at the temple headquarters, but most people don't know about it.

The reason why the temple headquarters was built in the Himalayas was not only because it was inaccessible, but also because the mountains were so large that it would make for an underground prison.

The Temple Prison is generally incarcerated with extremely dangerous criminals, who are basically evil projections from other dimensions, or powerful mystical creatures.

Russ Allen, though a necromancer, was just an apprentice mage who did not deserve to be imprisoned in the Templar prison.

Mordo's character is very stubborn, and on the other hand, when it is time to be ruthless, he can also do it.

Russ Allen died at Mordo's hands.

However, he took the ashes of the other person to the temple. As a Templar mage, he didn't have many ordinary friends, and Russ Allen counted as one.

Mordo continued his mission, while Chris continued to lie down.

It's not appropriate to say that the corpse is lying down, but Chris is thinking about his own path to magic. He already had a vague idea in his mind.

No matter how the various magic changes, there are traces to follow in the end.

Externally, it is matter and energy, time and space, and internally, it is the soul and heart.

As for some other conceptual aspects such as light, darkness, life, death, cause and effect, fate, creation, destruction, etc., there are actually no six categories, but these magic techniques are more complex, with a variety of rules that overlap.

For example, light and darkness are the common fusion of matter, energy, mind, and soul.

In the legend, magic was the use of energy and matter.

Above the legend and below the gods, magic is the primary application of rules, and at this time matter and energy can be controlled at will.

Above the gods, there is the in-depth use of magic, and above there is the fusion and overlap of multiple rules, and even the creation of their own rules.

Rules that belong exclusively to the gods themselves are called gods!

These are all some of Chris's thoughts, maybe a little inaccurate, and not detailed, but in the general direction, Chris thinks there should be no problem.