Chapter 242: The Assassin
"Alert, unknown hazard source approaching at high speed. ”
When Durey activates again, hostile detection and electromagnetic scanning are turned on at any time, and Durrey has already generated an instant reaction when the alarm is raised.
"The defense mechanism is activated. ”
Duret mechanical chant.
"Radiant Flame"
Al's golden armor instantly dazzled like the sun, and those who looked directly at it all fell to their knees screaming, their eyes red and weeping.
A figure was blown out of Al's side, because he was too close, he was hurt the most, his eyes were closed, and there were blood and tears, and the clothes on his body instantly burned black and spontaneously combusted.
He was armed with a faint sword, and even if he lost his sight, he jumped up from the roof, and attacked Al with a swift figure as a ghost, and Al didn't even turn his head, and the man was already in front of him.
Durrey's second spell has been spawned in an instant.
"Electromagnetic push-off!"
Al slowly turned his head with a cold look that was close at hand, but the killer seemed to feel some kind of force preventing him from approaching.
The force grew stronger, and his big figure almost stopped. His demon-breaking sword was about to pierce the golden-armored knight's waist, but there was always something between them that stood in his way.
The dark blue lightning on the golden armor knight's body exploded, and he was silently pushed out by the killer who caused the biomagnetic field like a cannonball.
The regenerated self-propelled cannon and weakened magic light chased after each other, and the shadows in the corners stretched out tentacles one after another, chaining the killer who tried to leave without a single blow.
The last magic furnace melts into the back of the golden armor, and the golden armor is lit up with dark red lines, which is the magic power supply circuit that links the magic furnace.
The chaotic and irascible magic surged and raged on the Golden Knight's body, as if it was almost exploding.
"The fifth-level operation output of the magic furnace, the extreme operation form of the exoskeleton aerodynamic armor. ”
"Bang!" The dark red golden figure caught up with the killer who was hanging by the shadow in an instant, and with a punch, the entire road was covered with cobwebs, almost shattered.
The killer dodged in terror, and with a single sword, he slashed through the tangled tentacles of shadow, and the man was about to disappear into thin air.
The weakness of the self-propelled cannon and the little rat brother gradually appeared, and in the open terrain, they could not effectively entangle the high-level professionals with fast figures.
"Whoosh. A piercing ray of ice blasted the killer out, leaving a hard patch of ice behind him.
Al jumped up, the golden and red armor shone brightly, the steam boiling at the joints of his arms and legs, dodging the killer left and right, and the demon-breaking sword that slashed at Al was blocked by Al's arm armor.
The killer suddenly took out a magic hand crossbow and aimed it at Al, and before he could hold it steadily, he was pushed away by the electromagnetic and blasted into a wall, and the whole body was in severe pain, and the magic hand crossbow in his hand fell to the ground.
As soon as he stood firm, he was about to run away, but he was sucked back by the electromagnetic push away and reversed use.
The dark red fist of the Golden Knight's armor was right in front of him.
With a bang, the killer was hammered into the ground by Al's accelerated punch, and his whole body arched like a prawn thrown into boiling water.
The blood spurted out was also mixed with fragments of internal organs.
The self-propelled cannon and the weakened magic light re-coalesce behind Al under Durrey's manipulation, splitting into three and fissing into six circles. Each magic circle is filled with a nitrogen cylinder as a medium.
The freezing rays ploughed the ground like a torrential rain, and the killer was terrified and desperate to be completely frozen into an ice sculpture as soon as he stood up.
At the foot of the ice sculpture, the surrounding area is all flat ice. It's as if we've come to the fiercest winter in the north.
With a cold face, the iron-blooded guard brought back to the Baron's Mansion the two archers who did not self-detonate the legion entanglement and tried to escape, plus the sharpshooter who did not know whether he was alive or dead.
The heir was almost assassinated, how not to irritate them.
Two jet-powered runes appeared behind the dark red golden armor, and Alice descended from the sky into the courtyard with the ice sculpture and handed it to Felisto.
"Throw him into the water prison and take care of it. ”
The magic forge contracted the chaotic magic, first detached from the golden armor to avoid a conflict explosion when disarmed, and then gradually dissipated with the armor, revealing Al in linen robes inside.
"Matilda, you go and deal with the city guards and the security guards, and lead people to repair the road. ”
"Yes, Lord Baron. ”
Even after the invasion of the City Lord's Mansion and the assassination of Al, Mr. Butler still calmly and gracefully retreated.
"They are all thrown into black prisons, and those who resist are killed. ”
Al indifferently ordered to go back to rest, as if the assassination and invasion that had just happened were just an after-dinner show.
Ouen, who was kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands, saw that Al was leaving, and hurriedly shouted.
"Dear Baron, this killer is not ours! for the sake of us, please send someone to heal our companions!
One of the three shooters was blue, his mouth and nose overflowed, and tears flowed, and the two were a dull gray with vitality. The warrior monk was silent, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
The team of six people with an average of twelve levels was all suppressed by a young ninth-level mage baron. In addition to the fact that there is a constant supply of mana in the mana pool, it is because Al is not an ordinary mage in their understanding.
His spells were all just low-level spells, except for the visual modification that entered the courtyard to blind the perception of the three archers, there was not even a spell that exceeded the third level.
However, his low-level spell construction took shape, beckoning, not powerful, but like a torrent of waves.
The air cannon and the freezing ray are still only first-level spells, and the highest level in the Shadow Demon Legion is no more than five to contain them, and the self-explosion of the little rat brother relies on negative energy to inflict damage. The Serpent of Spells does no harm other than casting spells.
But who can stop the overwhelming air cannons and nitrogen-reinforced freezing rays? Who can resist the negative energy pollution of maggots like tarsal bones with pure flesh?
The only warrior monk who confronted Al head-on and was beaten without knowing his life and death, you must know that even the dragonborn Jarvis can't stop Al's acceleration punch, and he uses his body to block Al's fist, which is too underestimating the acceleration kinetic energy.
If they hadn't been bound by the friendship of their companions to take advantage of their high-level professionals, and had to fight Al head-on, who was linked to the magic pool, and run away separately like this assassin, Al really wouldn't have much to do with them.
Al turned his head to look down at Orn, who was pinned down to the ground by the guards, kneeling on the ground.
"Are you willing to accept my restrictions on their behalf?"
"I'm willing, if I can appease your anger and spare my companions, and kill me now. ”
Orn spoke without hesitation.
The two archers who were constantly deprived of their lives and the sharpshooter who had been hit by the Hearteater looked at the captain sadly, but they couldn't speak.
Al drew his Lightless Blade with a blank face and walked towards Orn.
With a "flutter", the magic long sword broke into the body.
The fear and pain of the living creature wrapped around its heart made Orn break out in a cold sweat, but he held back a word.
"Your value should exceed my expectations. ”