Chapter 277: The Return of the Dead (Part II)
Turning into a black mist and flying out of the window, Wang mistakenly came to the roof of the tavern. It's better to see what you can see when you're empty......
"Are you still running? So...... Let's have fun and see where you can go. The voice still echoed in his ears, and it seemed to be aimed only at himself, and no one else could hear it.
Where is he? Wang Cuo looked around, the surrounding houses were shorter than the mercenary tavern, but there was still no one to be found.
"Can you find it? "The voice was harsh, like it came from the throat.......
Wang Tso used the flicker to jump to the other roof, and the highest place in front of him was the mage tower, or go to the mage tower to have a look. Standing tall might be able to see farther, this person must be nearby, and magic needs to have a target. Thinking that the voice in my ears is also a kind of magic, then at least the other party is looking at him somewhere at this time.
Where the hell is it?
Successive flashes jump near the Mage's Tower.
"That's your magic, you don't look like a necromancer. The voice continued to tease itself.
Emerald green flames burned in the surrounding air, and the other party seemed to have seen his intentions, and several flames swirled around.
"Let's play around and see if you can dodge these attacks. A cold voice sounded in my ears.
The ghostly flames in front of him all stopped in an instant, surrounding him, and in the next second, he turned to himself at the same time...... His body turned into a black mist to dodge the attack, but when the flames streaked through the black mist, Wang Cuo still felt discomfort in his body.
What's going on?can't the black mist dodge the attack of this flame?Continuous use of flickering jumps out of the battlefield.
Wang Cuo looked at the wound on his arm, it was scorched and tingling, this was completely a wound from the flames, but when those ghosts passed by him just now, he obviously didn't feel any heat.
Before the king could figure out that the ghosts were coming up again.
Carry the magic in the palm of your hand, you can no longer be fooled by the other party, and you must choose to fight back. Rays of hot magic energy shot out from the palm of his hand, and the fire that he touched was scattered in the blink of an eye.
"Your magic is interesting, but it's not played yet. ”
When all the flames were dispersed by themselves, the voice came again.
Wang Cuo felt that he was completely under the surveillance of the other party, and every movement was clearly seen.
Bang bang bang ~ More ghostly fires burned in the surrounding sky, densely covering the entire sky.
Damn, where the hell is this guy, isn't he worried about being detected by the Magician Guild when so many flames appear?
The light emitted by the Guardian Orb in the distance was eerie, as if it had been suspended. This is not the real world, and it doesn't make sense that I haven't woken up yet. Wang Cuo tried to pinch his arm, it really hurt! He had obviously come out of the room, and it was impossible to see Andrea sleeping just now.
It seems that the other party has been confined to a specific space, and no matter how you escape, you can't escape.
Space, itself also has a space type of magic.
Countless ghostly flames rushed towards the front, and just as they were about to reach him, Wang Cuo opened the door of the other world and jumped in.
The world was quiet, and there were no more voices in the ears. In front of his eyes, except for the orbs of light that symbolized the location, everything returned to calm. The Atlas is an independent space of its own.
Wang mistakenly looked at the wound on his hand, it was real, even if it was an illusion, he could hurt himself, and he couldn't understand the magic of this necromancer. There is no living creature at the moment, and there is no way to use the incarnation to heal its wounds, but there is a bottle of Andrea's wound medicine in his waist bag, which he took out and applied to the wound, and the pain was relieved a little.
What kind of magic is that, and why do you fall into it every time...... Wang Cuo's magical knowledge was only limited to the boundaries of ordinary archmages, and these were only learned when he was in Vanna City, no matter how high the magic level was, it was unknown.
Close your eyes and lie quietly in the 'otherworldly' space, but it's not a way to hide, you always have to go out.
Wang Cuo carefully recalled every detail just now, starting from being awakened by the other party's magic, every process...... got up, ran to Andrea's room to confirm the situation, and finally flew out of the window, there was no doubt in every process, especially Andrea's room The alchemist's room was not exemplary, not to mention that the woman was also a master of arranging psychedelic arrays.
Rubbing my head, I suddenly felt a little wet feeling behind my earlobe. It's not sweat with a little bit of a sticky hand. The fingers were sticky, although it was a little disgusting, Wang Cuo, Wang Cuo, still took it to his nose and sniffed it. There is no special taste but the familiar fishy smell, faint, this is saliva!
How can there be saliva on your ears.
Wang Cuo recalled that when the other party had been talking in his ear, could it be that from that time? No, hiss, I felt that my body was cold.
If you look back at the place in Pikris City, if you come from heaven, you might be able to see the person you are looking for.
Gently push away the outer layers of the sky, because it is dark and no one will notice if there is another hole in the sky.
Through the gap, I saw that the 'miniaturized' city of Pikris was right under my nose, and the outline of the mountains was clear, and the city was always quiet at night, and there was no strange place to guard the light of the orb.
Seeing the place outside the city, there is a bright place not far from the city, and at this time, there will be people outside the city? quietly pulled the field of vision in, in order not to be discovered, Wang chose to divide the space in the remote grass.
There were more than a dozen people in the field, but most of them were standing still, and there were a few people standing on the side, two women and one man, weren't they the Nightkin squad! It's been a long time, but Wang Cuo won't forget it.
Gulanna and her Nightkin are now left with only a few of them.
They're coming to Pikris City too?
And in the middle of a dozen people on the other side, there was a person standing at this time. A white-haired, thin figure, holding a human bone with a white flower in his hand.
"What's going on, necromancer, didn't you say that guy was in your control, how could he suddenly disappear. Gulanna's voice was filled with anger. Thinking back to the scene just now, it was clear that the mage was completely controlled in the center of the town eye, why did it disappear after the black light!
"Shut up, little girl. The other party also seems to have great magic. The voice was cold and deep.
That's him! The voice that has been speaking in my ear is him. The king was convinced.