Mick cast a few more teleportation spells in quick succession, and was able to avoid the pursuit of the two holy lights.

However, the speed of the two adjudicators became faster and faster, and his judgment of the landing point of the teleportation technique became more and more accurate, forcing him to give up the plan to directly teleport and escape, and instead adjust the direction of the teleportation and circle in the same place.

"They're too fast! It's not the way to go on like this, you have to think about it quickly and get rid of them as soon as possible. Mick thought to himself.

An ambush turns into a war of attrition for patience and wit.

Not only was Mick depressed, but the two adjudicators chasing him were so shocked that their jaws were about to drop.

At first, they couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised to see Mick panic and frantically cast teleportation despite the limitations of the magic cooldown.

They thought that this prey was still a rookie after all, and had no combat experience at all, and committed the taboo of magicians. As long as he casts four or five teleportation spells in a row, his magic power will be exhausted, and he will be slaughtered by others, and their task will be easily completed.

However, what they didn't expect was that this guy actually released more than a dozen teleportation techniques one after another in one go, and he still looked like his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he didn't know where his limit was at all.

Thinking of the Winter Darkness just now, which was as powerful as fourth-level magic, and the terrifying casting speed at which all spells were instantaneous, the two Holy Light Judges couldn't help but have a question: "Is this guy really a human, not some kind of magically specialized magical beast?"

Now it seems that their original information is absolutely wrong, the target cannot be just a first-level magic alchemist, at least it should be a second-level combat magician, as for the other weirdness, they can't explain it for the time being, only wait for him to be caught and then slowly explore.

After a few minutes, the two pursuers suddenly noticed that the frequency of Mick's teleportation was gradually slowing down, and the distance of each teleportation was also greatly reduced.

"His mana is finally running out!" the two Light Judges immediately guessed the only possibility. Suddenly, his spirit was shocked, and the holy light on his body was sheng, and he accelerated to chase Mick.

Mick's face was pale, his breath was faint, and he had obviously run out of oil. Anyone who casts so many of the same magic in a row, regardless of the cooldown, will not be better.

To be honest, Mick's performance can already be described as a miracle. If it weren't for his hand-to-hand encounter, just looking at his vast mana reserves and the speed at which he could cast spells, the two adjudicators would have even thought that they were chasing a magical young dragon.

After casting one last teleport, Mick lost his strength and nearly fell to the ground.

In an instant, the holy light to his left was the first to kill, and Mick could even clearly see that the guy hidden in the holy light couldn't wait to show a hideous smile.

Mick's face was as dead as ashes, and he couldn't avoid it, and it seemed that he could no longer escape.

A cruel sneer erupted from the holy light, and the sharp dagger burst into a dazzling brilliance that plunged into Mick's throat.

At the moment when the holy light flew near Mick, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Mick's face, and then he stretched out his left hand, and a dark red magical light lit up on his body and hands, and blue tongues of fire rushed out, rushing towards the holy light like a stormy wave.

The Adjudicator in the Light stared, and before he could cover his cheeks with his hands, he was engulfed in flames. There was a scream from the flames, and the holy light that guarded the judgment was ignited by the flames, which only fueled the power of the flames.

In an instant, the fourth-level adjudicator turned into a fire man, rolling in mid-air and falling to the ground, but before he could actually fall to the ground, he was already burned into a cloud of flying ashes.

At this time, Mick still had the slightest look of exhaustion? After casting a ten-shot "Fire Technique", he immediately teleported away.

Almost at the same time, the second light belatedly swooped down. By the time he remembered to save his companion, his companion had been burned to ashes.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, from Mick casting his magic to his companion being burned to ashes in less than two seconds. The power of the flame that had never been seen before was truly terrifying to the surviving Light Judge.

"The target can't be a normal magician, he must be a heretic!" exclaimed the surviving Adjudicator of the Light, and immediately gave up the pursuit, reflexively disappeared into the night, and fled in the direction of the Holy City.

Mick didn't expect the adjudicator to run away decisively, and he was in a hurry.

"I can't let him go alive, that guy already knows too many of my secrets. Mick screamed that something was wrong, and immediately chased after the escaping light.

The hunter and the prey were instantly out of place, and the mood of the two was also very different.

The Light Judge was terrified and fled. Mick teleported behind him in pursuit, casting a large amount of low-level magic whenever he had the opportunity to try to stop him.

Dozens of fireballs flew in the sky, lightning and ice picks whizzed and shuttled, and it was as if the Holy Light Judge was going through a terrible storm.

The only difference is that if he is hit, he may die.

The two of them ran thousands of meters down the dark street, and the panicked Light Judge jumped from the eaves of a small building, dodging a fireball and two ice picks in succession, and was finally hit by a third fireball in his vest.

He let out a cry of pain and fell from the eaves, spurting out a large mouthful of black blood while he was still in the air. The blue flames quickly spread all over his body, and those holy lights that had helped him establish countless feats had now become accomplices of the flames, quickly devouring his life.

The Judge of the Light was terrified to the extreme, but he was relieved, and at the moment of his life was gone, he suddenly remembered the vow he had made to give everything to the gods when he first entered the Church.

"Now is the time...... the Light Judge suddenly left behind all his sorrows and losses, and regained the glory of the priesthood.

When he was about to land, his whole body suddenly brightened, and he burst out with all his strength, and with the help of the inertia of landing, his feet kicked the ground suddenly, and the sharp arrow rebounded, straight towards Mick.

Mick saw the fireball hit his opponent and was about to pursue him, but he was frightened when he saw that the adjudicator turned on him and killed him.

The blade of the adjudicator's sword was just pointed at his heart, and his heart was the core of Power Source One, once the heart was traumatized a little, the Power Source One in his body would immediately collapse, and then the circulating divine power would explode violently......

At that point, Mick didn't know if there would be anything left on the street in front of him, but he was sure that he would never be left with anything!

The frightened Mick subconsciously wanted to teleport and escape, but the decisive blow of the adjudicator was as fast as lightning, and when Mick saw the short sword in his hand, the sword had already fallen on Mick's body.