Section 154 A Doll's House (51)

"Hehe, guess!" Fez's did not answer the question of the magician Yaslier, but showed his attitude with practical actions, and the magic puppet and Fez attacked at the same time, and two magic fireballs were sent out instantly.

Under this level of battle, the first-level magic has long been outdated, but Fez has not given up the cultivation of low-level magic, and at this time, these two magic fireballs that are only the size of a fist are emitting dazzling light, and the power is at least above the seventh level.

However, there is a slight difference between the two magic fireballs, Fez's fireball exudes an extremely high temperature, while the fireball of law contains a kind of coldness, and a green aura envelops the fireball.

"Ice and Snow Mirror!" "Magician Yaslier did not use his main attack magic, but auxiliary elemental magic, but this is not a contempt, but a kind of attention, if it is just an ordinary magician, Yaslier will not use elemental magic bonuses, one move of spiritual magic is enough.

I saw that Yaslier's arms were not extended, and eight huge walls of ice mirrors were evenly distributed around Yaslier, and two fireballs slammed into the ice wall, but they did not have the slightest effect, as if they were just two fireworks.

At the same time, the body of the magician Yaslier disappeared into the ice wall and appeared in the eight ice walls, each of which was nearly thirty or forty meters high, and among the ice walls that were nearly thirty or forty meters high, there was an Yaslear that was more than half the height of the ice wall.

Fez knew that Yaslier's spiritual magic had taken effect at this time, and Fez could only increase the output to increase the level of the Magic Eye, but Yaslier in the ice wall still existed. None of the half-points were abnormal.

"The True Evil Eye? Eight Yasliers opened their mouths at the same time. Yaslear still knows about the real evil eye. After all, the True Evil Eye is known as the nemesis of all magic that controls fantasy magic, but the level gap between the two is not small, and Fez's True Evil Eye does not have the ability to find out Yaslier's strength.

"But your level is still too low to even resist my spiritual magic. At this time, Fez has entered the special space of Yaslier, this is no longer a simple spiritual magic, but a combination of spiritual magic and space magic, Fez's resistance is useless, and his thinking is charged in an instant.

"Kill him, kill him......" Fez's eyes hadn't opened yet. The deafening shouts were already lingering in his ears, and Fez's hands and feet were all bound to the huge cross made of unknown metal behind him, and the cross was fixed on a round platform about three meters high and less than one meter in diameter, and the round platform was surrounded by firewood and grass that had been doused with fire oil, and above the cross seemed to be a lightning rod of about ten meters.

Fez guessed what the Colosseum was supposed to be, but it had been temporarily converted into a judgment house, surrounded by a trapezoidal platform filled with angry spectators, and at least 50,000 people collectively chanted to kill him, but Fez did not know what he had committed.

However, Fez knew that this qiē was an illusion, a spiritual effect of the magician Yaslier. But even if you know, there is no way, unless your mental power is much higher than that of the other party. Otherwise, you can't solve the problem by brute force, so you have to wait for the right time now.

"Quiet!" Suddenly a loud and crisp voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears, the sound instantly suppressed the collection of tens of thousands of voices, but there was no half abrupt and harsh feeling, the source of the voice was an old man holding a scepter, the old man had a kind face, pale hair, and did not look half threatening, but Fez saw the strength of the other party from the old man's eyes, the old man should be the magician Yaslier.

"Is the prisoner in the audience the evil magician Fez?" the old man walked to the top of the judgment seat, and the twelve judges in front of him were already ready, just waiting for the old man to come.

"Report to the judge of the elder, this person is the demon magician Fez, who raped and killed twenty young girls, and killed and devoured a hundred. The judge, who was sitting in the middle, stood up, turned to the old man behind him and saluted him with a ninety-degree respect, and said respectfully.

"I haven't been tried yet, how can I be proven to be the murderer, you have committed a preconceived notion, there can be no fair trial. Fez shouted loudly, although he knew that the so-called trial was inevitable, but at least he had to defend himself, at least disturb the other party's state of mind, and he could not act according to the other party's arrangement.

"Shut up, murderer, you're a murderer, my wife was killed by you, even the corpse was you, 555" A man who looked unusually angry threw a stone in Fez's direction, while criing in pain.

Hundreds of meters away, the stone hit Fez's head accurately, and the violent impact almost stunned Fez's head, and at the same time, the blood stained half of Fez's face red like a surge of blood.

"It really feels like it!" The sharp pain stimulated Fez's nerves, and at the same time, even the residual warmth of the blood could be felt, but this was the same as making Fez feel that everything here was an illusion, how could an ordinary person throw a stone for hundreds of meters, and still be able to hit himself accurately.

"Quiet, quiet!" the presiding judge spoke again, and at the same time stopped the collective anger of the crowd, for fear that the trial had not yet been carried out, and the prisoner had been smashed into pieces by the crowd's stones and eggs.

"Now that the trial is executed, can the prisoner Fez plead guilty?" the judge shouted, and the heart-piercing exclamation instantly pierced into the depths of Fez's mind, almost instantly making Fez unconscious.

"You're wrong, Yaslier, I'm Fez, not a prisoner. However, despite Fez's hoarseness, only the presiding judge Yaslier could be heard, so no one would hear Fez's defense at all, at this time Fez already knew that all Qiē was controlled by the magician Yaslier, and the trial was just a process, and it was just a matter of concentrating the spiritual power of tens of thousands of people to enhance the strength of the other party and suppress their own resistance.

"The prisoner can't deny that the second verdict is now being executed - burning at the stake!" the old man still looked kind, but he didn't seem to hear a word from Fez, no matter what Fez said, the old man still said his own words and did his own thing.

"Set fire, set fire, burn him, burn him!" the angry crowd almost cheered, both the loss of loved ones and the crowd shouting at the same time.

"Burn at the stake!" The old man ignored the cheers of the crowd, still doing his own thing, with a wave of the scepter, the firewood and grass under Fez's feet instantly ignited, and the raging flames immediately blocked Fez's vision, the surrounding flames scorched Fez's body The scorching smell was clear and audible, and the severe pain stimulated Fez's nerves, Fez's nerves could only grit his teeth, although he knew that every qiē was an illusion, but Fez's could not stop the spread of pain.

"Hahaha! Come on, let your anger burn a little more, I don't feel it at all. Fez, almost gritting his teeth, shouted, but it seemed that Fez, who shouted loudly, really felt that the burning sensation had subsided a lot.

"Thunder! The sky is thundering. Perhaps it was Fez's shout that stimulated the old man, the old man shouted, and the raised scepter was immediately waved down, and countless black thunderclouds floated in the cloudless sky out of nowhere, and the continuous thunderous sound and electric flashes once again stimulated the excited crowd, and the crowd that was still sitting now all stood up.

The violent light instantly blinded everyone's eyes, and a huge pillar of lightning the thickness of a bucket had slashed into the lightning rod at the top of the cross in the blink of an eye, and now Fez finally knew that the function of the lightning rod was not to protect against lightning, but to attract lightning.

The huge pillar of lightning slammed into the cross, and at the same time on Fez, the flames had been extinguished by the thunderbolt, but the scorching smell on Fez's body was even stronger, and the residual electricity was still spreading and flowing on Fez.

But the black clouds in the sky did not disperse, and became more intense, almost as if they were overhead, and the sky that had just been bright had now turned into night, and an even greater lightning strike was gathering in the sea of clouds.

The old man knew that Fez was not dead, at least the body was still there, which meant that the opponent was not dead, as long as the opponent was not dead, the attack would not stop, so the thunderclouds would not disperse.

For a while, I don't know if it was because of the role of the old man, or because the crowd fell into a temporary loss of consciousness because of the miracle, or because the prisoner Fez had died, and the crowd at the scene was silent, waiting for the miracle to continue.

As time passed, the black clouds in the sky were shrinking, and the dark sky was slowly brightening, until finally the black clouds completely lost their traces, but there was one more sun in the sky, and a light point with a light intensity exceeding dozens of times that of the sun floated strangely in the sky, and for a while, the crowd could feel the glare of the aurora even with their eyes closed.

And Fez, who had just recovered a little spirit, felt nothing at this time, the numbness on his body had not dissipated because of the electric shock, even if he opened his eyes, it was so difficult, but Fez could clearly feel the threat in the sky, if he was hit this time, I am afraid that Fez's soul would be scattered.

The aurora ball seemed to be unable to withstand such a powerful energy, and it exploded in an instant, and a finger-thick thunderbolt came instantly, although the thunder and lightning became extremely small, but Fez could feel the powerful energy contained in this thunderbolt, at least ten to a hundred times that of the previous thunderbolt.

"Hehe! This is your space, but it can't stop the transfer of mental power. At the last moment, Fez's mouth seemed to feel something, and the corners of Fez's mouth rose mysteriously, but the thunder and lightning still slammed into the top of the lightning rod.

That is, in an instant, Fez's body completely dissipated directly into the cross, at least, except for the black shadow on the silver-white cross, Fez did not leave any traces of existence.

"How did you do that, why didn't you kill me?" (To be continued......)