Immorton heard the exclamation of the Dark Speaker, a cruel, sly smile on his lips, and he didn't explain anything, but strode towards the Dark Archons who were stunned by his methods.

The wide robe made a crackling sound in the rapid movement, and no one noticed that the yellow sand under Immorton's feet seemed to be alive in the continuous glittering jewels around him, and the small sound of the yellow sand flowing was completely muffled in the fluttering of the clothes.

"Attack, keep attacking!There is a limit to the number of souls he can carry!" Although he was suspicious of Immorton's methods and identity, but now that Immorton is on the opposite side of the Dark Council, the Dark Speaker will definitely not show mercy, whether he is an ally or not, it doesn't matter.

The dark archons also reacted very quickly, and the mages were most afraid of being close to them, so when Immorton kept approaching them, the three chanting voices had already sounded like a trio, and the other three dark archons activated their own instantaneous magic, trying to stop Immorton with their quick reactions.

I have to say that the cooperation of the dark archons is very tacit, according to the casting time, there are powerful magic preparations that need to be chanted, and there are instant spells but less powerful magic to block the enemy's approach, buying time for the chanter. For thousands of years, the dark mages have relied on their close cooperation with each other, their cautious observation of the environment, and their unpredictable magical methods, and they have been dealing with the Church of Light again and again, even if they are suppressed and unable to raise their heads, they have never dissipated.

When the instantaneous dark magic approached Immorton, a piece of yellow sand suddenly rose from the ground, like an invisible barrier firmly in front of Immorton, and the color was also a pitch-black magic power like ink seeping into the sand, which was instantly sucked away by the yellow sand and disappeared between the layers of yellow sand.

Grains of black sand continued to fall from the sky, but the yellow sand on the ground continued to rise as if there was no end, absorbing all the dark magic. In just a few breaths, the three instantaneous spells had completely vanished, and the only trace they left was a small pile of black sand on the ground.

It was in this short breath that the three dark archons who chanted magic also prepared their dark spells.

"Dark Imprisonment!" "Dark Cage!" "Shadow Impact!"

A dark light shone around Immorton's body, and a black six-pointed star pattern appeared on the ground, completely imprisoning the space around Immorton, as if it had been stripped from this world, and at the same time, a huge net completely woven by the dark element also appeared beside Immorton, completely sealing all the spaces around him that could be moved and dodged.

At this time, Immorton was like a big fish in a trawl net, and in the eyes of the dark archons, he had nowhere to escape, and several of them had even begun to show triumphant smiles. However, if anyone had noticed Immorton's eyes at this time, I am afraid they would not feel so confident.

Since Leo and the others suddenly appeared, there was a trace of uneasiness in the heart of the Dark Speaker, too calm, this Grand Duke of Pritz dared to pull his teeth in front of so many high-ranking members of the Dark Council with only three people, if he was not crazy, then he had enough confidence and hole cards.

Although the warrior who can suppress the Grand Commander Bond is powerful, the Dark Speaker doesn't care, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a warrior, and he doesn't look at it for the arrogant dark mage. But the strange means of Immorton made the Dark Speaker more vigilant, when he stood aside and noticed that Immorton was trapped in the confinement and cage, his eyes were full of mockery, and there was a burst of alarm bells in his heart, and he hurriedly reminded: "Attention! Be vigilant!

As soon as the Dark Speaker's reminder was spoken, the dark cage around Immorton was tightly enveloped around him, black magical elements digging deep into his flesh and skin, completely controlling him, and the ensuing shadow impact hit him like a roaring dragon, hitting him without the slightest deviation. In the midst of a sizzling sound, the highly corrosive dark elemental completely submerged Immorton's figure, and when the dark elemental overflowing with shadow impact dispersed, the tall and burly Immorton had disappeared, and only some yellow sand was scattered to the ground in the air.

"That's it!" a dark archon turned his head to look at the Dark Speaker who had just given an early warning, and said in his mouth, "It's not a big deal, it's easy to solve ......"

In the next second, a snow-bright sword light instantly slashed across his neck, and in the midst of the flying head and a splash of blood, Immorton's burly figure appeared from behind the dark archon, in the blood light, Immorton's face showed a cruel smile, and his white teeth looked particularly hideous in the blood, like a shark hunting.

The frightened Dark Archons scattered and retreated a few paces, trying to distance themselves from Immorton. The Dark Speaker's first instinct was to look at the place where Immorton had just been hit and disappeared. He didn't understand how Immorton had escaped from the dark cage and the dark confinement, even if he had been immersed in dark spells for many years, the Dark Speaker would not dare to say that he could escape from the dark archon's confinement magic so easily.

However, when the Dark Speaker saw a patch of yellow sand scattered on the ground, but there was no fragment of his clothes, a flash of realization flashed in his heart, this must have been his use of the blind trick a long time ago, using the yellow sand as his stand-in to attract the attacks and attention of the dark archons, but his real body quietly went around the back of the dark archons.

Although he was unfamiliar with this kind of magic, the Dark Speaker realized that this enemy was probably very tricky, and it was obvious that he was a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts, not only good at soul magic and illusion, but also strong physical fitness and martial arts.

Which temple battle mage is he? How could there be such a powerful mage in the Principality of Pritz? Could it be a court mage from Lorraine? In an instant, a series of questions flashed through the mind of the Dark Speaker, with the Dark Council's intelligence gathering ability, there was no report on such a powerful battle mage, how could this be?

The Dark Speaker knew he had to do it anyway. The only warrior in the team, the Bond Commander, was dragged down, and the weak Dark Archon alone could not resist such a powerful battle mage, maybe this is the biggest reliance of the Grand Duke of Pritz who dared to eat black on the Dark Council, and only by taking him down can today's matter be over.

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