Chapter 46: "The God of Life and Death"

When Aninotes heard this, he was suspicious, but he knew the terrifying strength of his opponent, and the opponent hit him with one blow and injured himself, if he hadn't used source magic to heal the wound, today would have been his own death.

Therefore, he did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly raised his hand to conjure up four mirror entities—the largest number he could skillfully control.

"Aninotes, how strong is your magical defense barrier?" asked Mihart suddenly.

"That 'Frost Vortex' just now is just a mid-level destruction magic, which is enough to tear my defensive enchantment," Aninotes's face turned a little pale, although magic can heal wounds, but it can't regenerate the lost blood, at least, he can't do it now, "The defensive enchantment is different from the magic barrier, it doesn't need the magic energy of the mage to maintain, so the defense ability is weakened a lot." ”

Eisen's combat effectiveness is negligible.

Mihart only excels in hand-to-hand combat.

Only you can perform magical strikes on enemies from a distance.

It's just that that's the function of destruction magic, and I'm proficient in illusion magic, so I can only resist sporadically with the purest energy, and I can barely do any damage to the enemy.

Are we going to die here today?

Perhaps, there is another way......

Aninotes's heart moved, and a lengthy spell flowed out of his mouth, and the scarlet light flickered in his palm, turning into a faint halo and spreading forward!

"Aninotes, no!" Mihart saw the familiar magic performed by Aninotes, remembered the misery of the five Windborns at the Sleeping Dryad's Inn, and remembered the dying weakness of the little magician.

"Why not? Mishat, please believe me. Aninotes replied in a daze, "I guess even my teacher would be surprised by the speed at which the magical energy in my body is recovering now." ”

Cursed madness!

Once again, Agnites has used his killer move!

The little magician's magical energy was recovering at a rapid pace, though somehow.

But he made the right choice.

Because his magical energy level was far from enough to cope with the energy consumption of high-level magic, but now, the situation is completely different.

He wished that he could master a few more high-level magics, and constantly use them, so that the other party could flee from the wilderness!

But the reality is that there are only two high-level magic spells he has mastered, and none of them are really aggressive.

Because that's what illusion magic is all about—playing with enemies who can't crack illusions, or, watching powerful enemies approach with swords and casting a "tranquilizer" on yourself to die a dignified death.

Unfortunately, Aninotes cast an illusion spell in front of the enemies he faced today, which was tantamount to an axe for Banmen.

"Well, high-level illusion magic, 'Curse of Madness'. It turns out that you are majoring in illusion magic. It turns out that I also like to manipulate other people's minds and deceive the eyes of enemies. Hmph, now it seems that it was just a child's trick. ”

Before the other party's words fell, Aninotes felt that his neck was strangled by a huge force!

The speed of the mad curse's rays is still too slow......

Aninotes's body was lifted directly off the ground by the tremendous force, and his eyes were black, and he almost fainted.

Now it seems that the strength of the enemy far exceeds that of Baroness Anna!

Shocked in his heart, Mihart raised his short sword and slashed at the air in front of Aninotes, but as if it had slashed at a rock, it actually shook him back two steps.

The form of the enemy was visible in the air.

Black robes, slender limbs, pale faces, a magical barrier that glows with red light.

How did he cross the defensive barrier at such a fast speed and reach us without the three of them noticing?

The vampire threw Aninotes to the ground, and Arison lunged forward, catching the little magician, and the two fell to the ground together.

Agnotes coughed violently.

Mihat's heart was furious, he clenched his long sword, chopped or slashed, and frantically swung more than a dozen swords at the enemy, and the "biting" silver reflection refracted on the stone wall of the tomb passage again and again!

Under the mighty sword momentum, the powerful vampire was also forced to retreat a few steps, but it easily blocked the wrath and baptism of each blade.

"Lucius, you're all bored? Hurry up and get rid of these little kids, what's there to rub into?"

Lucius didn't care when he heard his companion's question, and while defusing the attack of Mihat, he asked, "I said, how did you children get here?

Where did Mihart have the heart to answer the other party's question, he just wanted to cut off his head with a sword and shut him up forever.

"Oh, don't you say? Well, I'm not going to play with you anymore. A heartfelt thank you in advance for your delicious blood. Lucius sneered, but was wrapped in a strange feeling—

Like a deadly flame.

Like a cold death.

It's a fear that comes from the subconscious!

Damn, this guy's short sword actually has an enchantment of intimidation!

Mihart suddenly felt that every inch of his bones was shrouded in an invisible aura, and every muscle was locked by the other party's thick killing intent, so his movements involuntarily became difficult.

Lucius's nails were not afraid of the attack of the silver dagger at all, and again and again he blocked the blade of Mihatt, looking for his flaws, and approaching his vital point!

Lucius's sharp nails brushed against his neck several times, and the breath from the other's mouth was close at hand.

Because he was afraid that Ai Lisen would be injured, he gave the dragon bone shield to the little guy, and his blocking skills could only be achieved through a short sword whose defensive ability was far inferior to the shield, and his combat ability had dropped a lot, and he could only barely resist the opponent's attack, and there was no chance of counterattacking at all!

If this continues, all three of them will definitely die!

Just when Mihat was about to be unable to resist the opponent's attack, he heard an even more devastating voice - Lucius's incantation!

Just as the first byte of Lucius's spell popped out of his mouth, a familiar voice recited the spell almost at the same time as him!

A cold snap surged, and dozens of sharp ice picks more than a person high rose and splashed snowflakes, shooting towards Mihat!

At the same time, a purple glow flowed from Mihart's body, expanding into a circular shield that enveloped his entire body, slowing down the sharp ice picks that were shooting at him around him.

Mihart knew that Aninotes had made a move, buying him about two seconds of precious time.

And these two seconds are enough to decide your life and death!

Step up, twist your waist, spin!

Once again, the Windspawn's martial arts were reluctantly used by Mihart, but it was enough to slash those sharp icicles apart.

The sound of Aninotes' incantation did not stop for a moment, and another yellow pillar of light struck Lucius's abdomen, easily piercing his robes, absorbing the vitality of his flesh!

Lucius had a pain in his abdomen, and when he looked down, he saw that a large area of skin was quickly shriveled and withered, as if he hadn't taken blood for a long time!

It's, damn source magic!

Lucius screamed, knocking Mihart to the ground and heading straight for Aninotes!

Worst!

A hint of panic flashed in Aninotes' eyes, and he stopped casting the spell and retreated backwards.

Lucius, however, was astonishingly fast, reaching him almost instantly, but he struck a dark shadow, and his forward direction was blocked.

The black shadow also flew upside down with the impact, and fell heavily to the ground—little Ellison held the keel shield in both hands and rolled on the ground several times, clenching his teeth tightly, the expression on his face twisted in pain.

"Ellisen!"

Aninotes shouted, ignoring the strong enemy in front of him, and pounced on Arisen.

Damn vampires!

Die!

Michardt's right leg kicked the ground, and the "rodent" was aimed at Lucius's heart, piercing forward!

The young Duosek boy underestimated the perception of vampires, especially a powerful vampire, when he fell into anger and murderous intent.

Lucius turned around and grabbed the hilt of Mikhat's dagger, and the sharp nails cut through the back of his hand, easily snatching the dagger!

And the vampire's other hand, with the inertia of Michat's forward movement when he lost his center of gravity, grabbed the collar of his leather armor at once and lifted him up.

"Ah......h

The silver dagger pierced deep into Mihart's heart, and in an instant it sank into his body and pierced through his back!

Mikhat felt the coldness of the silver linger within him, like impending death.

His blood and life were running rapidly, from the crack in his shell, from his throat, from his fading gaze.

Sure enough, I'm going to die today.

Father, son is unfilial, never to see you again.

Aninotes, what should you do alone?

Will you be able to escape the clutches of your enemies, little Ellison?

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There was silence.

It's pitch black.

But another strange and warm coolness.

Is this the path to the Soul Tomb?

Or, I'm about to be met by Arkai.

A glimmer of golden light slowly spread from the front, not dazzlingly shining, nor filling the eyes instantly, but like the water of the white river, it spread from far and near.

The golden light finally converged into a figure similar to his own size.

"Are you the god of life and death, Arkai?"

Mihart asked, he was dead anyway, and he could only obey Arkai's fate.

"Why do you think I'm Arkai?" the golden figure asked rhetorically, but it was Mihart's own voice.

Exactly the same timbre, a familiar tone, not too loud or too loud.

"Because, unless that fellow teacher from Aninotes and my father arrived, I would have been dead by now. ”

"I see. I'm not Arkay. ”

"Then you must be the brave god of war, Augustine!"

"I'm not Arkay, I'm not Augustine. Only, I still want to thank you. ”

"Why?"

"Because, you woke me up. ”