If it were an ordinary person, under the change of "being buried in a collapsed wooden house", his combat power would definitely be greatly reduced, but Rhodes squatted in time to protect the vital point, except for looking a little embarrassed and a little painful where he was hit by the roof, and even kept the silver in his backpack. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He pushed away the clutter pressing on his body and shouted in panic, "Ciri?"

A blue light flickered not far away, and a black-clad killer had fallen to the ground, and Rhodes breathed a sigh of relief: for a moment, he thought he had been left behind by Ciri.

Remembering something, he grabbed the little fox from his bag, put her on the ground, said something to hide, and then clenched the steel sword in his hand and rushed towards the killers who surrounded him.

Soon, he found out that Ciri hadn't bragged just now. She flipped up and down among the killers like a glowing butterfly, jumping left and right like a massless phantom with no mass inertia, her figure disappearing in the darkness, but her position changed instantly. Again and again, she appeared behind or intertwined with her enemies, leaving them wounded or killed before they could react. There was a spellcaster in the chasing army - not a half-witted man like Rhodes who knew two or three magicals, but a certified real mage with a high-level rating, which was the greatest confidence that the killers still dared to chase after losing nearly half of their manpower, but this relied on the fact that she only had time to cast a spell before Hiri, she was targeted and teleported behind her, and was stabbed by a sword in the protective circle of several sword masters in front of everyone.

What the hell is this?

Questions arose in the minds of everyone on both sides.

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With a sister who is obsessed with magic and is often inseparable from him, Rhodes has long heard about the magic of "teleportation".

Neither the ancient magic books in the Royal Library nor the latest magic textbooks compiled by the Empire can find the spell "teleportation". Not because it's lost or needs to be kept secret, but because the so-called teleportation is actually the use of teleportation so fast that ordinary people can't see the process of casting the spell clearly.

Unlike time magic, which only exists in legends, space spells are rare, but they are real. Teleportation is the foundation of all spatial displacement magic, whether it's a costly teleportation circle or an extremely complex portal, it's a facility built on it or an improved spin-off - compared to the two, teleportation is pure and "essential", it doesn't require any facilities, and the casting process is shorter.

Everything has a purpose for existence, and the value of the teleportation array lies in the fact that with a large number of facilities and magic crystals, it can perform teleportation instead of a mage. The surrounding auxiliary facilities can also improve the safety and stability of teleportation to some extent, as long as you master the activation method, a complete teleportation circle can be teleported without the presence of a mage.

Portals, on the other hand, have a different function. It works by spending enough time to establish a passage between the "Origin" and "Destination" to achieve ultra-long distances that are difficult to complete with teleportation, and if the caster has enough mana or is able to maintain the portal with the help of a foreign object, it can always take on the duty of sending people or objects from one place to another, but the mana required is astronomical.

Compared to the above, their cornerstone, "teleportation", is overbearing and straightforward: when the spell is completed, the caster disappears and appears in another place. Behind this extreme simplicity and speed, it comes at the cost of security and a lot of magical power, and it has long been one of the magic deadliest spells in the world, and it takes amazing magical talent, extreme rigour, and dedication to wield it...... and a tenacious heart and unparalleled courage.

And it's the sheer simplicity of violence that comes with paying that price that makes it the only space movement magic that is also valuable in combat, and it's what makes many gifted mages willing to risk their lives to practice and master it.

Learn it, and be skilled enough to cast it in the blink of an eye, and you'll be a teleportable nightmare in the eyes of your enemies.

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Now Ciri has become a nightmare in the eyes of the enemy, and the means she has shown are far beyond the comprehension and imagination of anyone present - the killers are not hillbillies, they have never eaten pork but have seen pigs run, no matter how fast and skilled they are, teleportation is a complex spell after all, and with the human constitution, it is impossible for the gathering and transformation of magic power to be fast enough to cast this amazing magic again in a short period of time......

Teleportation is the ultimate level of life-saving magic, unless it is a natural disaster or area magic at the level of destroying the world, teleportation can basically be out of danger in an instant. And being able to teleport to a position where you can teleport to a position and use this defensive spell for melee attacks is even more astonishing.

Such an astonishing method has already stunned all the killers in one use, how can it be like this: without stopping, without breathing, one after another? Since you have this strength, wouldn't it be better to cast a few powerful attack spells at random?

The shock in Grom's heart when he first encountered the Hunt Boss was in the hearts of the killers again, but they were not as strong as the former, and Ciri teleported faster than the Hunt Giants.

The sound of the mage accompanying the team smashing down the target's hiding place still echoed in everyone's ears, and in the blink of an eye, two were killed and one was injured. Even the most sober person remembered something in the midst of the screams and confusion, and shouted, "Leave that guy alone, target!"

Shocked, the men in black woke up from a dream, and instead of trying in vain to deal with Ciri, they raised their weapons and roared and rushed towards Rhodes who crawled out of the rubble.

In the darkness, it was impossible to make out how many people were coming towards him, and Rhodes only felt that everywhere he could see was the glimmer of light reflected by weapons. Looking around, the enemies seem to be swarming, but the relationship between each other's position is extremely delicate - the inner and outer layers echo each other, can provide cover and cooperate without interfering with each other, everyone's position is perfect and just right, obviously there are many gaps between people, but Rod intuitively has no way to escape...... Faced with the reality of the annihilation of the previous group of colleagues, the pursuers no longer have any contempt or carelessness.

(This is probably the difference between the elite and the rabble) The keen senses made the boy feel that he was pierced into a hedgehog by the killing intent from all directions, and his whole body was numb. It wasn't the first time Rhodes had been outnumbered, but only this time he had a vague feeling that he was dead.

Ciri's skills are astounding, but she can't kill them all in an instant. On the right, the nearest killer has already approached Rhodes's vital point with a sword, behind him, the sharp hiss of arrows and blades piercing the air is so piercing, when every enemy around him has enough strength to threaten him, but he still joins forces to besiege regardless of his face, what kind of perfect operation can break through the encirclement?

Inexistent.

Dead and dead, but it was never his style to sit back and wait, and with a burst of shouts drove back the sense of crisis that had been nailed to his body and made his muscles stiff, he swung his sword violently, unslashed the steel sword that had stabbed him, and rushed towards the nearest enemy.

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