The drunken man staggered to his feet, moved a few times, made a few strange movements, and then said something in an unknown language.

"Kill him, quick, Petrov, kill him quickly!"

The other wizard seemed to sense something, and pulled out his wand and brushed it with a few powerful black magics.

Petrov turned around and looked dumbfounded at the drunkard who had just fallen, as if he had just changed, and with incredible agility, he dodged several spells in succession and pasted them.

"Dissipated!"

A large chunk of ground disappeared in front of the drunkard, but as if he were an unpredictable prophet, he turned lightly and slid against the ground.

Before Petrov could react, the drunk disappeared from his sight.

A pair of powerful arms wrapped around his neck, and a few soft "clicks" were heard, like the sound of bones colliding at joints.

"Bones ring?"

One last thought flashed, and he fell into darkness.

"Damn, what is this? Corpse, or zombie? ”

The other wizard, seeing the "drunk" fold his body at an incredible angle, go around from the blind spot to the back, and put his hands on Petrov's neck, shook so lightly that after a slight crisp sound, he drooped his head and fell.

Being close to this distance by the other party, it is no longer possible to leave with phantom shifting.

It takes a lot of concentration to get out of here.

Doing so in the middle of a battle makes it difficult to ensure that your attention is not distracted, and if something happens, it will be a miserable end for your body to be separated.

"You monster!"

The wizard roared the incantation in anger, and the outpouring of magic energy formed a raging flame at the wand port, gradually forming various forms.

Flame Phoenix, Flame Knight, Flame Unicorn, Flame Hippogriff......

This is a flame from hell, a fire spell.

This terrifying flame really forced the other party back.

The man took a few steps back and made a hoarse voice in English.

"Native, are you a descendant of warlocks?"

Without a reply, the Fire Spell, once unleashed, would continue to engulf the wizard's magic and physical strength, like a large flamethrower, gushing out a steady stream of terrifying flames.

The wizard's face turned pale, and now he was on the verge of losing control, and with a fierce heart, he pushed his wand forward, and a large wave of flames rushed towards the monster.

Using this magic, you can summon more and more powerful magical fires, which can take the form of monsters, and constantly hunt down everything that can burn, regardless of whether they are friends or enemies, and are much more powerful than the fire generated by the spell "Blazing".

But once it gets out of control, even the wizard himself will be wiped out.

This black magic itself has a certain amount of curse power, and the fire itself is difficult to remove, and its power increases exponentially over time.

If the magic is enough and the time is enough, the whole world can theoretically be burned down.

"Ignorant Indigenous ......"

In just a few moments, the drunken man had changed his appearance, his figure had become well-proportioned, and his eyes were shining with cold light.

Seeing these mimic flame creatures rushing over, he took a deep breath, and then—

Roar out!

The visible air explosion formed a shock wave, and in the fan-shaped area, all the fierce fires in front were extinguished.

Facing the shockwave directly, the wand-wielding wizard froze in place, then fell to his knees with blood gushing from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

That roar directly shattered all his internal organs, and he was dead.

The strange man walked over to the two corpses, took two puffs, and the gray mist was drawn from the side of the corpses, and two vague figures struggled in mid-air.

"The soul is of average quality, and according to this number, it must be more than 100,000 to build the base of the Gate of Despair and lure Lord Asumu to this world."

He didn't seem to be satisfied, muttered a few words that no one understood, and sucked the two souls away little by little.

The grayish-white mist with a silver glow burrowed into its nose little by little, and soon all disappeared.

With a full hiccups, he stretched comfortably and looked around.

"This world is not bad, there are traces of the mother river passing by, and there are many good quality souls, and you will definitely get a lot of rewards if you dedicate it to Lord Asomu."

"After digesting the memories of this native, I will go to find a companion and discuss the next step."

He found a direction and left the place.

Half an hour later, a gust of wind blew, rolling up a few fallen leaves.

Lin Zhengyang, who was wearing a black windbreaker, found this place.

"The mastermind behind the scenes?"

After observing the scene, he originally thought so.

"The Dead Soul Appears!"

The glow of magic flickered and then dimmed.

"Gone? The souls of both wizards are gone? ”

After being silent for a moment, Lin Zhengyang thought of the wrong instruction received by the magic network not long ago, and the message he got after unlocking the password was very informative.

"The scene is repeated!"

The emblem of the four-leaf clover loomed on his chest, and the magic mark was in full swing, revealing a pale blue glow.

Under the effect of this magic, the scene that had just happened for a short time began to regress.

regressed to the moment when the drunk man "came back from the dead", Lin Zhengyang stopped the picture.

"Strange power, not what this world should have, that with the mark of obvious emptiness."

The natives of this world may not know, but Lin Zhengyang, who has been in contact with the void, knows that the power comes from the real void.

The so-called void is not space, it is outside the world, between the wonderful realm that exists and does not exist, there is no time, space and matter, only energy.

Every world is immersed in the void, such as the cave world opened up by Lin Zhengyang.

Then, Lin Zhengyang carefully observed the intruder's movements.

"The form of power operation is similar to qi and blood, close to martial arts, and there are no obvious characteristics, it is not a genus of immortal dao, this is a brand new system that I have not been exposed to."

After thinking about it, Lin Zhengyang turned out the newly received encrypted information.

"A warning from the future, this is a big introduction to the interlopers - the ancient Yinduo civilization, also known as the mother river civilization, originated on one of the banks of the mother river, fought each other in the void, and possessed the ability to travel souls through the mother river in many worlds......"

"Its strongest is the true spirit, which is enshrined in the mother river and has unimaginable terrifying power......"

"The representative profession is the Guyin Duo Warlock, and the two advanced routes of the secret martial arts, and the unique soul seed technology is the foundation of their immortality."

"The branches of the mother river have been cut off one after another, and there is a worry of depletion, and I came to this world to refine the water of the mother river that is transpiring in this world......"