As Barack bowed, the strange black ring on his right hand lit up with a dim glow.

It was like all the brilliance on the rings of two black snakes with their heads and tails intertwined, turning into a dark and deep ray, which was extremely fast, hitting Lucien, who had just reacted.

Suddenly, Douglas's spell absorption wall disappeared, and the constant "ordinary free action" effect of the high-level arcane emblem disappeared, with Lucian's body as the center, and a small anti-magic force field was generated around it.

Seven Rings of Magic, "Anti-Magic Ray"!

As a battle mage, Berak was more cautious than the high-level mages such as Traquar that Lucien had encountered, and chose targeted magic from the beginning, stimulating his best equipment, restricting Lucien from using high-level magic items beyond the ranks, and making himself invincible.

The "elemental" ring could not be activated, and the magic constructed was difficult to cast, but fortunately, it was not the "first time" that Lucien encountered an anti-magic ray, so he immediately rushed to the side, intending to rely on speed, terrain, etc. to temporarily dodge, and wait until the effect of the anti-magic ray that lasted for a short time was over.

Belak saw Lucien's body dragging out the afterimage, the knight's level was quite high, he didn't care, smiled slightly, pointed his hand, and a high and transparent force field wall immediately appeared in front of Lucian.

With a snap, Lucien, who didn't have time to turn, slammed into the force field wall, but under such a strong impact, the force field wall did not move at all, and it seemed that except for a few special spells, it was extremely defensive against other attacks.

Lucien didn't waste time, taking advantage of the rebound of the impact to leap to the side, and then ran wildly around the force field wall.

The biggest problem with this five-ring magic is that it's not completely enclosed like a magic prison. It's just a wall!

Seeing that he could jump into the surrounding lake, relying on the terrain to delay his attack, Barac's right index finger, which had passed the spellcasting buffer, shot a gray light, and no matter how Lucien dodged, he could only watch it hit his body.

Lucian's eyes glazed over, and the area where he was hit by the ray began to feel like a grayish-white rock, as if he had performed a stone skin technique.

The gray-white color quickly expanded, and in just a second, Lucien was transformed into a dusty stone statue.

Six Rings Magic, "Petrification"!

"Ha Lu Ha. The primordial devil. The Primordial Devil of the fifty-third rank of the Purification Sequence is too weak!" Barack struck a successful blow, and his heart swelled with smugness, and he couldn't help but say a few sarcastic words.

A night watchman like him, a spy, is under tremendous pressure at all times. Don't take advantage of this opportunity to vent. Sooner or later it will go crazy.

But he was sarcastic. Other things didn't relax, and a few magic spells in a row imprisoned the petrified Lucien tightly.

"The mission was successfully accomplished. It's time to return to the Night's Watch!"

It was only at this point that Barack was completely relieved, after all, Lucien was a student of the Storm Master, the Grand Arcanist, and who knew if he had any strange magic items or trigger-type magic scrolls on him.

Looking at Lucien, who looked like he had just dug out the stones from the mine, a smug smile appeared on Berak's dark face: "The order they gave was only to get rid of the primordial devil of the fifty-third rank of the purification sequence, but I directly captured him alive!

"But I've been hiding in the holy city of Reims for decades, and Fernando's wrath is not something that the people of the diocese of Holm can shelter. ”

In the Kingdom of Holm, the Night's Watch is mostly latent and can easily be killed by the Magic Council once exposed.

With that, Barack began to observe the surrounding scenery, trying to discern the location, and then brought Lucien back to the Inquisition in exchange for a credit that no one had been able to match in the last fifty years!

"Lake Zilag southeast of Rentat?" After the spatial countercurrent interfered with the teleportation array, the place that appeared was random, and judging from the time it took to jump in space, it should not be far from Rentat, so Berak made a preliminary judgment.

Then, he cast a shrinking spell to turn the petrified Lucien into a statue that could be held in his hand, and it was truly "lifelike" except for the dusty side!

"It is a pity that you have desecrated the majesty of the Lord and are destined to be purified by the Holy Fire, otherwise I would ask the Pope to make you a statue of a blasphemer and put it in my collection room as a collection. You're the highest-ranking guy in the purification sequence I've hunted, and of course, the weakest one!"

Berak looked at the "Lucian Statue" in his hand, venting his depression and arrogance, "Do you understand now?

At the mention of the low arcane level, he felt a wound in his heart, "Why am I not good at arcane arts, and I will be secretly ridiculed by my classmates, teachers, colleagues, and other arcanists as a waste, idiot, and idiot? Even if my magic level is increased again and again, they don't seem to see it? The girl I like has also thrown herself into the arms of the guy I hate the most, isn't he two levels higher than me? The magic level is still one ring worse than mine!"

"Do you know how good I am, in an adventure, when he was secretly caught by me and slowly tortured and killed, how comfortable I was, and how snot he was all the time, crying and begging for mercy, and even willing to find an opportunity to give my wife to me for training, the arcane level is high, in fact, it is useless!"

If Lucien could still think, he would definitely be sarcastic for his failure as a person and his sensitivity and vulnerability. In the Magic Council, there are few people who dare to laugh at a magician with a high magic level and a low arcane level to his face, at most he is not very optimistic about him, thinking that his potential is limited, and the possibility of continuing to improve is relatively small.

After a few words, Barack forcibly restrained his emotions and prepared to hide his body and flee into the Radiant Cathedral. There can be no longer delay, the high-level of the elemental will, the storm master of Alinge, may find out that something is wrong at any time, and use prophecy to determine the range and find it!

No matter how carried away and depressed and depressed he is, Barack will not completely lose his mind, and he still knows how to judge the situation and grasp the time difference.

"Whenever other mages praise you as the best arcanist in the council in a hundred years. When I was the most hopeful of becoming a legendary magician, I felt like a kitten tickling in my heart, eager to purify you completely, and finally, finally let me wait for this opportunity! Mr. Lucien Evans, primordial devil, elemental order, you should be ashamed before you go to hell, regretting that you did not focus on improving your magical strength. Barack shook his head at the "statue of Lucian", and his figure faded away.

Suddenly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the face of the "Statue of Lucian". The corners of the gray mouth are slightly hooked, showing an unusually weird smile.

Worst!

He subconsciously threw the "Lucian Statue" out of the coffin, anyway, if it is broken, it will be broken!

Everything was a step too late, and the mouth of the "Lucian Statue" spewed out a cone-shaped breath. Dark and dark. It's like a mind that is constantly changing.

At such a close distance. Barack was completely unable to react, and was directly sprayed by the cone-shaped breath.

Barack's brain was paralyzed, and countless thoughts were rolling. But he couldn't concentrate, and the whole person seemed to be in a daze!

A strange light flashed on his body, and Bellak disappeared on the spot, flashing into the air on the other side, getting rid of the shroud of the cone breath, and his mind began to recover.

At the same time, the High Mage's armor defended his entire body.

Six Rings Magic "Spell Trigger"!

Powerful magic for high-level magicians to deal with assassinations, surprise attacks, and dangerous situations!

The cerebral paralysis effect disappeared, and Belak immediately reacted, "Psychic paralysis breath!

Only Afries, who had been "experimentally modified" by Fernando, had this peculiar breath, not the blinding effect of a normal crystal dragon.

The layers of stone powder on the "Lucian Statue" shook off and grew larger and larger, and the majestic dragon breath emanated, scaring the fish swimming in the lake to the bottom like stones.

After Afrith "signed" the contract, he secretly proposed that no matter where he went, it would be replaced by Lucien's appearance with illusion, in order to lead to the mastermind of the cursed vase, and the real Lucien would follow in a similar way to mirror invisibility, so that Afrith could reflect his words and actions without being seen.

Since such an illusion can only be transformed into Lucian's appearance, and the high-level magic items on his body cannot be disguised, and he must wear the original, so Lucian doesn't understand whether it is fake public or private, or if he is really so "cautious".

Afrith's illusion, if the magician of the seven or eight rings does not perform a magic check, he will not be able to see through it directly, let alone Barack, so Donald, Maurice, Lavendi and others who can see through it are relieved to let "Lucien" follow Belak back to Alinge alone.

For Averies, with the exception of the first "anti-magic ray", several of the following spells are immune to its powerful spell resistance, and the effect is disguised by its illusion in search of an opportunity to raid Berak.

"Well, please call me Lucien, Averies!" "Little Crystal smugs and wears the beautiful Holm crown ring "Elemental" on her thick paws.

"It's only promoted to the Seven Rings, and it doesn't have more than three Seven Ring Magic, can't I escape if I can't beat it?" Although Barack was annoyed, he didn't panic, and while wondering where Lucien had gone, he cast his magic and prepared to escape.

As soon as his thoughts came to him, before he could activate the spell model in his soul, a great sense of danger arose.

In the air above his head, the real Lucien Evans appeared due to the end of the Afrith mirror disguise, and a tube of colorless strange liquid that had long been thrown in the air was changing wonderfully with the difficult and lengthy spell that Lucian had already prepared.

A colorless, odorless, and dull ray slammed into Belak, and he had just used the short-range teleportation to give up the magic that interfered with the environment to facilitate escape, and activated the six-ring defensive spell "Starlight Cloak".

He didn't dare to be careless about the ray magic that made him feel dangerous.

One after another, the starlight condensed, turned into a cloak and draped over Belak's body, and the rays of cold air hit it directly.

As if in the illusory voice of Barack's heart, he was shocked to see the Starlight Cloak freeze rapidly and spread towards his body.

The surrounding water droplets were frozen into solids, hydrogen was frozen into solids, oxygen was frozen into solids, and all the air was condensed into ice cubes, some snowflake-shaped, some light blue, reflecting the sunlight, crystal dazzling, and faintly you could see a little colorless liquid flickering.

The starlight cloak could not stop the ultra-cold temperature, a magical light on Barac's body was frozen, the ring was frozen and cracked, the blood became solid, the skin turned into ice crystals, and the eyes were frozen with horror and stunned colors, as if they couldn't believe that Lucien could perform such a terrifying ice and snow magic on his own.

What kind of magic is this?

Following the example of Barack before, Lucien pressed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly:

"Thank you for your vase, Mr. Barack. (To be continued......)