Chapter 64: The Apprentice Cisse
"Ron. Cissé's voice was hoarse, like a myriad of insects rubbing, "We meet again." ”
"Your Excellency Cissé. Ron responded.
Cisse, who had been trembling under the threat of Soth, no longer trembled at this moment, but exuded a sense of tranquility all over his body, his gaze was as deep as an ancient well, and only occasionally a trace of deeply hidden pain flashed away.
Ron surprisingly didn't feel any killing intent in him.
"Attack me with your strongest means, and if you can't kill me, then I'll kill you. ”
Cisse said in a calm tone, as if he was talking to a friend, but his momentum was abruptly on the side, and the energy in the entire death cage seemed to be centered on Cisse, spinning, except for Marais, who was barely able to control the power of the shadows around him, all other energies were faintly affected by Cisse.
This was the strength of a full-fledged wizard, even if the light of his wisdom had been extinguished, his spiritual power could still influence such a huge amount of energy, enough to crush any third-order apprentice.
Although he didn't know why Cisse suddenly became like this, Ron was still ready to attack with all his might, because it was a death cage and because he still had a lot of lives on his back.
Ron used his last two chances of blessing to the fullest, and instead of choosing offensive sorcery, he chose two elemental protections.
One elemental protection was quickly blessed on Ron's body, but another blessing did not come down for a long time, and Ron no longer waited, but launched a direct attack on Cisse.
Because he knew that the last opportunity for blessing was in Bruce's hands, he didn't dare to directly confront Elvis, but he was unwilling to be trampled on the soles of his feet, so he chose to use this way to disgust people.
A huge Death Scythe appeared behind Ron, and Cisse still didn't have the slightest intention of dodging or attacking, just quietly watching the wailing soul on the Death Scythe, not knowing what to think.
Ron gripped the scythe in both hands, and slashed it without hesitation, and the moment the blade wrapped around the soul descended on Cisse's side, a black hideous ghost claw stretched out from the void, and the joints of the claws were barbed and bulging, and it appeared directly in front of the Death Scythe.
With a buzz, the sickle slashed straight into the palm of the ghost claw's hand, but it was not able to break through it with a single knife, and after the blade did not reach half an inch into the palm of his hand, the five fingers of the ghost claw closed together, and the blade was firmly held in his hand.
Ron's pupils shrank, the Death Scythe was not an entity, its essence was the power of the dead, and it was unbelievable that someone would resist it in this way.
Maintaining a slashing posture, Ron found that this knife could not be cut down no matter what, and the huge power gap made it impossible for the Reaper Scythe to break free from the shackles of the ghost claws.
The ghost claw twisted hard, and it actually crushed the blade of the Death Scythe, and the fragments of fragments directly turned into a swirling black mist in the void and drifted away.
Breaking the blow of the Grim Reaper's scythe, Cisse continued to stand still.
"Lava Fireball Elixir, Flame Rising Potion, Combination Zero-Order Sorcery Lava Burst!"
Without hesitation, Ron activated two potions.
Ten fiery fireballs of lava lined up and shot towards Cisse.
The rolling lava and the blazing heat make ten fireballs unleash a terrifying lethality that even high-level demonic items cannot fully resist when they hit the same target.
A blue vortex of frost appeared in front of Cisse, swirling and exuding a faint chill.
The first burst of lava fireball went straight through the Frost Vortex, but the expected explosion and rising flames did not appear.
Then the second, and then the third, until the last fireball was all submerged in the vortex, there was still not a trace of the energy fluctuation of the lava burst.
The Frost Vortex is like a hungry monster, devouring everything that comes in, even the terrifying lava burst fireballs are just its meal.
The frost vortex slowly dissipated, revealing Cisse's silent face.
At his feet, ten fist-sized blue ice balls rolled down.
After passing through the frost vortex, the lava burst fireball was frozen in an instant and turned into an ice ball.
The horrors of wizards can be seen in general.
Because of the carrying capacity, the apprentices can memorize at least a few witchcraft, and most of the apprentices come and go with only a few witchcraft, so they are easy to be targeted.
Using restraint between the various elements to make a target can greatly weaken the strength of an apprentice.
And a full-fledged wizard has several times or even dozens of times the carrying capacity, and can memorize more witchcraft, which means more means, whether it is attack or defense, there will be more choices.
Ron will not forget that Cisse used to be a soul wizard, which means that the other party's true strength must be soul witchcraft, even if he has ignored those who cannot release first-level witchcraft, these ghost claws and frost vortex are not the strongest means of the other party.
Next, Ron's attacks directly spanned shadows, frost, thunder, and earth, all kinds of attributes, but they were resolved one by one by Cisse using various restrained witchcraft, and he couldn't even force him back a step.
After throwing out thousands of magic crystals worth of potions, Ron finally stopped this senseless act.
Cisse's face finally changed color slightly, this was the first time he had seen such extravagant behavior, he finally knew why the Soul Trick House had suffered heavy casualties in the later war, and why his Soul Eater puppets were all wiped out.
Most of them were planted under Ron's overwhelming potion attack.
But for Cisse, those qualities are still not enough, at least not enough for him to make that decision.
"If you had only these means, you would not have survived Moses?"
Cisse said slowly, for the Son of Slaughter in the Medcel Garden, Cisse knew very well his strength and was able to escape from his hands, and the means that Ron showed were not enough.
"Don't hide your strength anymore, or you'll die here. ”
After saying that, Cisse raised his finger and pointed it at Ron, and the rich fire elemental gathered at his fingertips, converging into a liquid red flame.
"Yanliu!"
A pillar of crimson fire erupted from Cisse's fingertips, the pillar of fire was only the thickness of an arm, but the speed was so fast that Ron didn't even have time to think about it, this flame that was enough to burn a person to charcoal in an instant, came to Ron's face.
Ron was full of endless flames, and a black shield appeared, but it was extinguished in an instant under the impact of the pillar of fire, and another more tenacious shield appeared, both shields broke under the flames, which could offset the impact of the pillar of fire.
With a casual blow, Cisse easily broke the two high-level demonic items on Ron's body.
And Yan Liu is clearly just a zero-level witchcraft.
"I'll give you one more chance, don't let me down. Cisse put his right hand down as if he had done something insignificant.