Chapter 142: Fleeing for their lives
When D'Ardarion arrived outside the door of the Wizards' Guild, he knew that he had made the right bet, and the two protective teleportation arrays he left behind, as well as the people who had escorted Merlin before, were now lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Merlin poked his head out of the room on the second floor where the teleportation array was placed, glanced at him, and said, "Stop him for five minutes, and I'll be able to do it here." ”
"Really, leave the troublesome things to me every time. The Black Shadow muttered a little unpleasantly, he quickly found Merlin after getting rid of Wiesenheil, and the two met again, and after discussion, they decided to take the risk and use the Wizards' Guild's teleportation array to leave Blue Bay.
However, in order to prevent being caught, the teleportation location needs to be modified, which takes about seven or eight minutes.
This time is naturally fought for by the dark shadows.
The black shadow took out the dagger and looked at D'Addarion defiantly, but the latter's expression was calm, D'Addarion had no intention of playing handsome, and directly took out the communication magic guide and prepared to notify Wiesenherr at the city gate.
But then he found that the magic guide in his hand could not be used normally.
"And thank you, you have a lot of stock in your chapter, and I found a suppressor in it that can cut off the magic fluctuations in a nearby block, so no one will disturb us in the next fight. The shadow played with the dagger in his hand, trying to see the panic look on someone's face.
The result disappointed him, D'Addarion just held the Yue Yong in his hand and said lightly, "Very good, since that's the case, then I'll deal with you first." ”
The black shadow chuckled, "It's a good thing to have self-confidence, but the ninth-order super mage can't do anything about me, what can you do about it, President D'Ardarion?"
After saying that, his figure disappeared into the darkness.
After a few rounds of fighting the opponent, D'Ardarion immediately realized why Wiesenhail had not been able to take this guy before, the opponent's stealth skills were very good, and those anti-stealth magic had no effect on him at all.
An elusive opponent can bring a threat far beyond his own strength.
On the other hand, D'Ardarion had just experienced a guard battle on the beach, and his mana consumption was not small, and he rushed over non-stop, and he didn't have time to rest or replenish at all.
Such a fight would have been unfair from the start.
The dark shadow licked his lips, "The president of the Wizards Guild, I have killed many heavyweights in my life, but it seems that there is no match for you." ”
On the other hand, D'Artagion took a deep breath, "If you only have this means, then tonight will be your death." ”
"Hehe, who can't talk about it. "It's a pity that no matter how powerful the mouth cannon is, it can't save your life." ”
"If I were you, I wouldn't have chosen this sentence as my last words. D'Ardarion spoke, and a cloud of golden light erupted from the tip of his staff.
Shadow frowned, no, this is not lightning magic, wait, this is ...... Divine power?The dark shadow was shocked.
Divine power is the natural nemesis of all stealth professions, but now the clergy of the church have all been abandoned by the gods, and they can no longer use the high-level magic of anti-stealth, which is also the biggest capital why the black shadow dares to be so arrogant, in today's world, he may not be the strongest, but with such excellent stealth technology, it is equivalent to having an immortal body.
When you encounter the best master, you can escape even if you lose to him.
It's just that he didn't expect that Dadarion, the president of a magician association, still has high-level magic in his body.
"Since monsters can run on the streets these days, it's not unacceptable for a magician to be able to use divine power, right? D'Ardarion clutched his lower abdomen, where the black shadow had just left a two-inch-long wound, and grinned, "This is the first time someone has been able to force me to use it since I learned mimicry magic, your strength is good, and if someone else is here, you may really be killed, so in return, I have to ask you to die." ”
From the battle between D'Addarion and the Black Shadow to the separation of the two of them, the process in between seems to be long and tortuous, but in fact only more than three minutes have passed, but when D'Addarion rushed to the second floor, he only saw Merlin and Stings turning into an afterimage, and just when D'Ardarion also wanted to step into the teleportation array, the latter suddenly burst out with a white light.
After the light, the teleportation array was blown into powder.
Merlin's ruthless move in order to get rid of his pursuers not only blocked the hope of D'Artagion's pursuit, but also drove everyone else to a dead end.
Now that the defense line on the beach has completely collapsed, monsters have poured into the city like a tide, and at this time, every step of movement has to pay a huge price, and it is no longer realistic to rush from the Magician Association to the city gate, in fact, when the female magician retreats here, there are less than forty people left in the brigade of more than three hundred people.
Everyone fled all the way to the Blue Bay branch of the Wizards Association with hope, only to be told that the teleportation array had been damaged, and a look of despair appeared on everyone's faces, and even the arrival of the Visenhale Super Magister could not change the low morale.
The old magician pulled Darddarion over and said in a low voice, "I don't have much magic left, at most I can cast three teleportations, take away four people, you one, and choose three more people." ”
D'Addarion shook his head, "I'm not leaving, it's not time to run the drain." ”
The old magician stomped his feet in a hurry when he heard this, and he glanced at the people on the first floor who were still using the terrain and the magic traps of the association itself to resist the monster attacks, "It's too late, the little beaver still has a magic hour to come, and we can't hold it for that long." ”
"I'm not waiting for the Little Beaver. D'Addarion said.
"What? Is there anything else that can get into the blue bay at this time except the floating battery?" Wiesenherr wondered.
"Yes. D'Addarion plucked a small wooden whistle from his neck, "This thing was given to me by that guy before he left, I didn't expect it to really come in handy, there is an alchemy airship near this sea, I contacted it two magic hours ago, we just need to hold on a little longer and get out of here." ”
Wiesenheil was overjoyed, "In that case, then I'll stay and do my part." ”
D'Addarion shook his head, "You are the only remaining ninth-order mage of the association, there is no need to risk your life, let's take the four wounded and leave first." ”
"President Leonardo da Vinci and your teacher entrusted you to me before leaving, I can't leave you alone, in this case, let's fight this wave together, with me, you can survive for a longer time. ”