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"Curse of Radiation"

The sky was still thundering because of the magic just now, and Mespier had already begun to prepare for the attack below. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The magic power on the Elven King's body was radiating outward, heating the surrounding space like a star in the universe.

It's going to be faster and stronger.

All the tactics and strategies in his head had been lost by now, and all that filled Mespier's consciousness should have been scorching magic.

Woo Tom -

The sound of the storm erupted into a piercing bass, and in the direction of Siga, there was no one at all, and all that remained was a whirlpool of electricity.

Pound!

This was followed by the crash of the sky pouring down from the sky.

Teleportation Magic!

For the first time on the battlefield, Siga used teleportation magic and struck behind Mespil.

But even such a blow could not penetrate Mespil's defenses, and several layers of solid flames were blocked between the two elves, blocking the Storm King's surprise attack.

Hmph, this guy must not have seen the duel between me and Meispier in the Colosseum.

Maispear can be said to have reached the point of perfection when it comes to dealing with enemy teleportation raids.

I really don't believe that this low-level tactic can pose any threat to the Elven King.

"North Wind"

The magic that erupted from Siga's blade carried the bitter cold of the Arctic with a terrifying whistling sound.

Mespil's shield shattered in an instant, and the layers of bright red flames that were as transparent as glass walls dimmed and as fragile as cardboard.

Click!

Siga's heavy sword went straight to Mespil's side, but was blocked by the Elven King with his arm.

Fused with the relic's left hand of the relic, Nezero', it formed a good defense, but the frost of Siga was freezing Mespil's armor.

"Dissolving Fire"

Mespil reached for Shiga, but the Storm King jerked back.

"The King's Descend"

The hurricane that enveloped Siga instantly pushed the Storm King down at speeds beyond the limit.

Just to dodge one of Mespil's spells?

Rumble!

Fragments of fire and frost bloomed in the sky, and in a cloud of mist, there was a whistling sound.

The relic, 'Storm', the sacred object that had been trapped by Mespil, the eagle flew out of the clouds, its feathers forged from pure storm, and slashed the fragments of fire and frost to pieces as soon as it touched them.

Either way, the big bird seemed to be genuinely angry.

High in the sky, the holy relic 'Thunder', disturbed by Mespil's incantation, the great serpent also regained its mobility and began to detour towards Mespil's flank.

Oh no, we're going to be besieged!

"Wind Gap"

Whoosh -

Suddenly, the wind in the sky began to flow violently, and even the clouds sped up.

The Storm Eagle, which was about to pounce on Mespil, was instantly slowed down by the headwind, and like a fish caught in a turbulent current, it could only flapp its wings with all its might.

"Heavy Inflammation"

You could feel the magic on Mespil's body suddenly increase in weight, and it fell straight down towards Siga, disrupting the air flow in the air like a huge iron ball.

And Xijia didn't dodge or dodge, but pulled his long-bladed broadsword and spun around in place, using this action to shake the surrounding storm, and then borrowed the energy of the storm to rush back into the air.

Head-to-head?

Just a head-on white-knuckle duel?

No way, no matter what Siga thinks, Mespier will definitely not decide the winner in this way!

Sure enough, just as Siga began to charge upwards, the Elven King began to spin his body and began to use some other magic.

The two approached - turned - and swung their weapons.

What?

On the last turn, Mespil suddenly had an extra tomahawk in his hand.

The long golden handle and the heavy axe blade glowing with cold light beckoned straight towards Sigah.

But this is definitely not enough, how can a blade shaped with magic alone be comparable to the holy relics of Xiga!

Whew――

Siga's broadsword swept out, slicing through air and light with a massive force, and at the same time the afterimage of the Elven King?

Mespier had no intention of fighting Siga head-on, his magic image rushed to the front, and he rushed to the back.

With Sigar swinging his sword first, Mespier not only escaped the power of the relic, but also had the opportunity to win.

"Thunder"

Although Siga's weapon had been drawn, he immediately freed his hand and reached out at Mespil.

"Rock Spear"

Maispear also read the next incantation at the same time.

Boom -

Thunder splashed.

There was no physical collision between the two Elven Kings, and the roar came from the magic of the two of them.

It was like a knight's charge, and the moment the two made contact, it was too fast to catch what was happening.

Sigar pulled the storm into a huge arc and began to twist and turn into the air, and Mespil used the Levitation Charm to stabilize his body and float low in the air.

"Brother!"

Although Maispear could never hear Ellie's voice from this distance, the little one cried out very worriedly.

With a little bit of magic to bless her eyesight, Elle saw that Mespil was not in good shape.

On the right side of the Elf King's body, there are several incisions on the holy artifact 'Armor of Thunder and Fire', some of which are relatively shallow, but some of which are relatively deep, and you can even see blood flowing out of these incisions.

Mespier was actually injured!

However, the Storm Lord of the Storm in the sky was no better.

The stout elf gripped his broadsword 'Rust' tightly with his right hand, and then pulled out the rock fragments stuck in the armor with his right hand.

"Fire Curse"

With a high-level spell, Mespil began to transform his magic powers, concentrating on preparing for a new attack.

The 'thunder' and 'storm' in the sky had to turn around again and swoop down on Maispear in the sky.

Although these two holy relics are good combat power, they are completely unable to keep up with Mespil's footsteps at this pace.

"Monsoon ...... infiltrating the continent"

Siga wants to take advantage of the time when the two relics are pestering Mespil to read a big magic?

Wow -

As soon as Siga pronounced a spell, Maispear turned into a stream of golden light and suddenly teleported behind him.

How could the Elven King, who created the Executor Force of the Dawn Mountains, make it possible for you to read such a long incantation in front of him!

Whew――

The Storm King gave up trying to read the spell and drew his broadsword in his hand.

Torrential!

The Elven King defended with both hands, and used his scorching magic to neutralize the impact of Siga.

Although Mespier paid the price - the armor on both of his forearms was shredded, and the cuffs were torn by the gale, revealing crimson wounds.

But the Elven King had an absolute advantage because of his bold assault and fearless defense.

I can't teleport to escape, I'm afraid that Xiga's teleportation magic still has turbulence in his body, and Mespier is aiming at this point in time!

"Zhuo Yan"

Nothing happened.

"Ahem!"

Siga coughed twice in pain, pulling his sword and thrusting backwards.

It was only then that I could see that Mespil's magic was activated almost close to Siga's body.

The heavy armor that firmly protected the Storm King reflected several bright red cracks on the side, and the artifact seemed to have been breached.

Instead of using the method of detonating the mana to bombard the opponent, the Maispear hits the mana to attack a point on the opponent's body.

This fierce and precise tactic is undoubtedly a thousand times more effective than Ellie's magic.

From tentative magic to high-level magic, then spells get shorter and shorter, and new spells are launched faster and faster.

A combination of white-knuckle combat and unpredictable magic.

That's the rhythm of Mespil, that's the essence of Mespil.

And under this rhythm of battle, Xijia has begun to gradually lose control, and as long as the elf king maintains the offensive, he will force Xijia to constantly expose his flaws.

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