"Master Daraniel, my old friend, where are you hiding, but I've had a hard time finding it all the way!" the corpse grinned, but its voice was unusually hoarse, "Oh, you have two helpers by your side? Look at that child, God, he doesn't seem to have been weaned yet, right? Alas, it doesn't matter. Because you are all going to die today. ”

Michardt had just picked up a life under the attack of the robbers, and Kenmore listened to the corpse's "declaration", and immediately became extremely angry, and just wanted to smash it to pieces with the mace in his hand!

Mihart found that his father was trembling with anger, and just wanted to say something to stop him, but it was too late - before he could say anything, his father ran out, ran to the back of the corpse in a few steps, and jumped high in an instant!

The mace almost made a large circle in mid-air, and then smashed into the back of the corpse's head like a falling meteor!

With a muffled "bang", the splattered plasma and brain marrow splashed onto Kenmore's cruel face, and the entire head of the corpse was almost completely shattered under Kenmore's blow!

The back of its head fell directly to the ground with a "bang", and its eye sockets immediately cracked, one eyeball bulged, and the other drooped outside.

Any creature in this world would inevitably be killed on the spot after receiving this level of trauma to its head, but this mangled corpse showed no signs of falling!

"Hehehehe......" The hoarse male voice that came from the corpse's mouth carried a hint of mocking appreciation: "The speed and strength are very good, your warrior level should not be low, but it is all in vain." Dalaniel, are you going to hide behind your guards like this?"

Through its mouth, everyone could almost see the grass behind it and the trees in the distance.

Kenmore was about to continue his attack, but heard a slurred but smooth chant coming from the corpse's churning lips.

Magic spells!

"Father, come back quickly!" said Mihart, startled, anxiously at Kenmore.

Aware of the danger and hearing Mihart's cries, Kenmore instinctively jumped forward, returned to the two of them, and said angrily to the silent magician, "Master Dalaniel, this is the forbidden spell of the summoning system, right?"

Sure enough!

This is indeed the forbidden spell magic of the summoning system to manipulate the dead corpse!

Mihart's heart moved, waiting for Dalaniel's answer.

The magician nodded slightly, without words.

The enemy's spell was immediately responded to with a strong response - with a "poof" sound of breaking ground, skeletons scrambled out from beneath the earth, their metallic skeletons swirling with a thick black gas that seemed to have life and self-consciousness, shuttling back and forth between the skeletons' skeletons.

The deep, hollow eyes of the skeletons shimmered with a faint green light, a few with bare hands, and most with different weapons - swords, battle axes, hammers, bows, greatswords, and even walking staffs.

The weapons were old, as if they belonged to another era, rusty, and the originally sharp blades had been curled.

Step by step, the skeletons approached the three of them, and Mikhat even saw that the robber warrior and charred mage who had just been killed in battle were also among the dense remains.

"Master Daraniel, I don't think I need to say it, you should give me a reasonable explanation afterwards. Kenmore's tone didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

"Back to Lord Baron, I apologize for involving you and Mikhat in my personal vendettas. However, the next battle belongs to me alone, you don't have to interfere, I think with my ability, I will be able to protect you. Dalaniel gave Kenmore a deep look, and even smiled at Mihart, as if he didn't pay any attention to the approaching skeleton.

Kenmore frowned, although this magician had a strange temperament, no matter what, he also rescued his son and helped him block an arrow. Such a request was really not in line with his usual style of doing things, and he just wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but he saw Mihart, who was breathing rapidly beside him, and his mind turned around, and he expressed his compromise with silence.

The boy had been frightened too much, and he looked blankly at the black and crushed skeleton in front of him, pulled by Kenmore, and retreated to the rear.

Immediately, the hoarse male voice came from the mouths of all the skeletons and corpses at the same time: "Daraniel Savos, do you have any last words?"

"Saldaq Doug," Dalanier stepped forward unhurriedly, with a hint of a nonchalant smile on the corner of his mouth, "I have checked all your magician level assessment results, and the last one is level six. This may be a height that many magicians will never reach in their lifetime. However, you have chosen the wrong path. ”

The skeletons continued to speak for their masters: "It doesn't matter if my path is wrong or not, it matters where you are now, friend. Your strength was unknown before, but just now, I heard you say 'Daraniel, a fourth-level magician'. So I advise you to kneel down and beg for mercy, and give what I want with both hands, and I can consider sparing your life. Otherwise, I'm afraid the scene will be ugly later. ”

Sixth-level magician?!

Mihart was shocked, he couldn't understand why Dalaniel could still laugh in the face of the skeleton in front of him that was dancing with its teeth and claws grinding its teeth to a "gurgling" sound, and in the face of a sixth-level magician.

As far as Mihart knows, the magician level assessment hosted by the Magic Guild is divided into ten levels, with levels 1 to 3 being low-level magicians, levels 4 to 6 being intermediate magicians, and levels 7 to 9 being high-level magicians.

And the magician of the tenth level is revered as the magic master. However, according to the available information, from ancient times to the present, there are only a handful of magicians who have reached this level!

Each level has its own magic test and spell test.

In the magic test, only the mage who takes the test needs to inject magic power into the magic gem as quickly as possible within the specified time, and the senior mages who preside over the exam will judge whether they pass by observing the color of the magic gem.

Then there is the spell test, where several high-level illusion magicians use illusion to simulate a specific environment or scene according to the different magic factions that the test taker is proficient in, and then the magicians who participate in the assessment need to do what they need to do is to cast the most powerful magic they have mastered in this virtual scene.

A panel of high-level mages will then decide whether or not to approve the spell based on the speed at which the mage can recite the spell, the precision of the energy manipulation, and the power displayed by the spell.

In addition to the magic test and spell test, mages above level 1 will need to pass the last test - the actual combat test!

There is no illusion simulation scenario in this test, it is the most direct actual combat, and the most critical difficulty lies in the "downgrade and equivalence" system it follows.

For example, if the assessment level is level 2, then the mage participating in the assessment will need to fight and defeat two level 1 mages at the same time without using any magic items!

If the level of the assessment is level three, then you must face three level two mages at the same time, and so on!

Of course, in order to prevent casualties, during the actual battle, there are several source power mages who are proficient in healing spells on standby, ready to give necessary help in case of unexpected situations.

The assessment of the level higher than the seventh level is personally led by a ninth-level magician from the Source Force faction of the Magic Guild to ensure safety. Because of the assessment above level 7, the candidates are facing a number of senior mages!

It can be seen that between the same adjacent levels, the higher the absolute level, the greater the difference in strength!

As a sixth-level mage, Soldak Doug can at least defeat six fifth-level magicians alone! and a fifth-level magician can defeat at least five fourth-level magicians!

In this way, Soldak can easily cope with even if he faces thirty Dalaniels. Daraniel has absolutely no chance of winning!

However, to Mishat's shock, Dalaniel was alone in front of the large mass of terrifying bones, facing Soldak, who was almost thirty times stronger than him, and there was no trace of fear and panic in his calm gaze, as if everything was under his control.

A gleam suddenly flashed in Dalaniel's eyes, and he actually asked rhetorically in the same tone of victory: "Are you so sure that I am not your opponent?"

This Dalaniel, is he crazy?!

"Then go die!"

As a cry-like and command-like language spread softly and quickly through the air, the skeletons finally moved, the harsh sound of knuckles grinding across the field, forming an encirclement that trapped Dalaniel inside, locking every crevice with their bodies.

Kenmore tugged at Mihart's hand, stepped back, and whispered, "Do you know why I chose not to interfere?"

Hearing his father's question, Mihart recovered from the shock and bowed his head in silence.

I've become a burden.

True warriors are eager to fight their way in dangerous battles!

Now when you are facing the enemy, how can you hide from the sidelines and watch from afar?

Am I still qualified to be called a Duosaik warrior!

"Father, I ......," said Mihat, unable to make any excuse for the shortcomings of his abilities.

"Son, I have never had the slightest doubt about your courage. But if I let you crawl among those walking dead today, there's a great chance you'll lose your life for it! And I'm not doing my duty as a father!

"I want you to remember what happened today, and remember the meaning of the title 'Duosaik Warriors'—Duosaik warriors, they were born to protect others, not to be protected by others!" Kenmore's words slammed into Mihart's heart, making the fledgling Duosaik boy ashamed, gritting his teeth and hating his own incompetence, while his eyes flashed.

Kenmore sighed, realizing that his words were a bit harsh for the child, so he said softly, "Well, my good boy, you don't have to be too upset. You've got a lot of time to grow!Besides, you know better than I do that the battle between magicians is no joke!"

Michart pursed his lips and nodded.

Admittedly, in his well-known collection of anecdotes about the various territories, there is an account of two powerful magicians "accidentally" destroying a town in a duel. And this duel between the strong changed the fate of hundreds of people in a small town and directly wrote history!

Michart sighed and looked at the skeletons in unison. They didn't even take the same amount of stride and swaying from side to side, and the encirclement was shrinking rapidly.

Being able to manipulate this number of undead creatures so precisely at one time is already quite a good level of Soldaq's summoning spells.

Dalanier's fingers flicked, and the whole space seemed to be distorted for a moment, but this distortion was very strange in its subtle but subtle subtlety.

Facing the skeletal warriors who were close at hand, Dalaniel just smiled and stood calmly in place.

The skeletons slashed their swords together, and Michart saw that those rusty swords and rusty axes were about to cut through Dalaniel's body, and suddenly a golden light flashed, and with Mihart's exclamation, the skeletons' weapons fell into the air!

In the encirclement of skeletons, where is the shadow of half of Dalaniel?

Mishart was overjoyed to see Dalaniel dodge the fatal blow.

This Dalaniel, since he dares to challenge beyond the level, if he is not crazy or stupid, then he must be extraordinary!

Daraniel's figure, after the same golden light, appeared ten meters away next to a waterlogged low-lying area.

The skeletons immediately turned in unison under their master's control, and headed towards Dalaniel again, slowly backing away with a mocking smile on his face.

The spell came out of his mouth in a hurry, and the water in the low depression beside him "boomed" into the sky like a fountain, quickly condensing into a huge ball of water in the air, and as the last byte of the spell blurted out, the ball of water smashed towards the approaching skeleton.

The water balloon didn't fall as fast as Mishart had expected, and it smashed into the skeletons without causing any damage to them, and they didn't even slow down at any speed. However, the water balloon continued to move through the skeleton army with Dalaniel's hands pushing left and right, swallowing the skeletons one by one!

In the distance, a row of skeletons had drawn their bows and arrows, and a dozen skeletons with spears had pointed their spears at Dalaniel.

At the moment when the arrow detached from the bow and the spear came out of his hand, Dalaniel sneered, and a cloud of black smoke rose from the palm of his left hand, which was fleeting, but suddenly lingered all over his body, and then condensed into thick ebony!

The rain of arrows and spears all hit Dalariel, and with the crisp sound of arrows and spearheads colliding with ebonystone, those flying arrows were all bounced away by the thick layer of ebonystone, and a few rusty spears were even broken into several pieces directly in the collision!

Mihart saw it in his eyes, and wondered if the ebony rocks would crack a little if he was slashed with all the strength of the giant axe? Suddenly he remembered that the robber magician before had also used a similar body protection spell - it was just a thicker layer of bark wrapped around his body, and his own sword was split. However, the spell cast by Daraniel easily flicked away the dense arrows of the skeleton and broke the spear, and it was already clear which was higher and which was lower in comparison.

The skeletons were sucked in a fraction of the balloon, but the rest were still closing in. After all, the water balloon is just a low-lying stagnant water, and some bones have emerged from the surface of the water balloon, and the water ball has the potential to explode.

Dalanier let out a low cry, and the color of the swimming water ball changed suddenly, and in an instant it froze into a huge ice ball! I saw him put his hands together, and then separated, and the ice ball suddenly exploded, and the hard ice crystal fragments wrapped around the stump of the skeleton and the severed arm, shooting towards the remaining skeletons like a rain of arrows!

The skeletons were scattered in an instant, crushed into an army, and scattered into a skeleton. There are only a dozen or so skeletons left that can remain standing.

Dalaniel smiled, "Mage Soldak, the number of these undead you manipulate is indeed considerable, but the quality is a little too embarrassing, right?"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a slender figure in the distance shoot from the ground to the sky like an arrow from a string, but it floated motionless in the air.

A bone-white robe fluttered in the wind, and the man's cheek was hidden under the hood so that it could not be seen. He gently hooked his hand to the ground, and the black qi that had been wrapped around the skeleton's skeleton but had escaped due to the collapse of the skeleton merged into a stream and burrowed into his sleeve.

The dozen or so remaining skeletons fell apart, rolling everywhere.