Malachi was angry, unlike the usual anger when others couldn't meet their demands, this time, he was really angry. Just as he hated his name, he also hated it when others said that his strength was made from the Magic Stone.

Those guys who don't know the truth at all, how can they know how much they have suffered in order to gain this kind of strength! Philosopher's Stone, don't be kidding, if I can advance with that kind of thing, then every tribe will be a master of the elf level!

Staring at the elf in front of him who began to break out in a cold sweat because of fear, for the first time, he actually had a feeling of disgust in his heart, with a trademark cruel smile on his face, but he had already begun to think in his heart about what kind of means to use against this poor guy in order to make his already unhappy mood better.

"Rao, spare me, Malachi, I don't dare, I won't talk nonsense next time!" Knowing that he had offended a plague god, the elf's face was already full of fear, and he did not dare to run away, because he knew that before Malachi agreed, those who fled would often end up in a more miserable situation.

"Can I forgive you?" Malachi leaned down and stared at the elf condescendingly, still in the strange tone of his mouth: "However, I also have one condition!"

Malachi always felt particularly happy to look at the frightened and struggling expressions on the faces of others, so like a cat playing tricks on a mouse, he did not express his anger and murderous intent before deciding to teach the elf a lesson.

"What... What conditions?" the elf couldn't help but take two steps back, obviously he knew, and just because Malachi said something like that didn't mean he would let him go.

"Well, you run out from here, and I'll chase you from behind, but because I'm stronger than you, I can make you run for ten seconds!" Malachi's fear was so useful to him that he couldn't help but laugh as he spoke.

The people around obviously noticed the movement here at this time, but although many people were whispering, no one dared to stand up!

"That fellow, how dare you offend Malachi, is he impatient?"

"Shhh

"Hey, I've heard that the unlucky guy who offended him last time was treated like this by him, and finally lost his entire right leg by Malachi with magic while running!"

"Hey, isn't it, isn't this guy dead?"

More and more elves joined the onlookers, but it was clear that Malachi's notoriety was too great, and they only dared to stand aside and talk secretly, and until this time, no one had said a good word for the elf who was being held down by Malachi's shoulder.

"I said, just run, if I get caught, there will be a punishment game!" Malachi had gathered a dark black ball of light in his right hand behind him, but his mouth was still repeating what he had said at the beginning.

"Got it, I'll run, I'll run!" the elf had a cry in his tone, but he already knew that begging for mercy was useless, so almost as soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran towards the outside of the playing field.

"Ten ......" was probably intended to achieve the purpose of intimidation, so when reciting, Malachi deliberately dragged out his voice very long.

And as he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, which had condensed into a dark black sphere, to the front, and at the same time his left hand was covered with it, and his lips began to squirm slightly.

More powerful magic was injected into the sphere, and the already dark ball of light became as if it had been dyed with ink, as if it could absorb all the light.

The elf in the distance of "Eight ......" had begun to stumble a little, it was obvious that he should just be an ordinary elf, and he didn't have much physical fitness.

Malachi had a sneer on his face, the dark ball of light in front of him was already full of dangerous power at this time, and it was obvious that he didn't really intend to wait for ten seconds, after just finishing reading eight, he took two steps forward, and was about to throw the ball of light in his hand towards the elf!

"Bell, be careful!" the companion who had spoken to the elf at the beginning had apparently seen Malachi's movements, almost instinctively, and he couldn't help but exclaim!

However, it seemed that it was too late, and when he heard the warning from his companion, the elf named Bell stumbled and fell to the ground when he turned to look.

"Hahaha, die!" Malachi laughed maniacally at the elf's embarrassed appearance, and with a slam of his hands he was about to push the ball of light out.

"Smack!" At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, whether it was the elf who warned his companions or the elves who were watching around, they were all stunned by the sudden appearance in front of them.

I saw that behind Malachi, a strangely dressed black-robed man suddenly appeared at this moment, and on the top of the cloak worn by the black-robed person, the blood-red F on his forehead was particularly conspicuous.

The corners of Malachi's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, but after taking a breath, he continued to make a gesture to push out the ball of light in his hand!

"Smack!" Again, Yi Fan slapped Malachi on the shoulder, and at the same time began to say in a seemingly relaxed tone, "Hey, didn't you say that there is a race here?

"I'm better than you!" Rao is a normal person, and he will probably be angry when he is teased by Yi Fan in such an obvious way, not to mention that Malachi is a person with a cruel temperament, so almost at the same time as he turned around, he turned around sharply while scolding, and smashed the ball of light in his hand towards Yi Fan.

Feeling the huge magic power contained in the ball of light, Yi Fan couldn't help but jump his eyelids, but then he suddenly took two steps back, and then stretched out his right hand to meet it.

"Look for death!" Seeing the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, unknowingly using his hand to catch his dark orb, Malachi couldn't help but roar loudly, and at the same time quickly condensed a orb and threw it together.

It seems that he can just try his conjecture! Looking at the two oncoming dark black magic balls, Yi Fan did not dodge or dodge, still stretching out his right hand, but at the same time, he was also quietly chanting a spell to summon magic in his heart!

As long as the staff touches the orb first, as long as the most basic construction of summoning magic is completed before the orb is destroyed, then there is no problem!

Judging from the casting time, the other party is just an extremely ordinary magic, except for the relatively large amount of magic power, there is no very complex magic structure, and he is wearing Mithril armor, so you can give it a try!

What Yi Fan planned in his heart was to use this magic ball released by the enemy as a source of magic power for him to release summoning magic!

"Whew~" When the palm of his hand came into contact with the ball of light, there was no imaginary explosion, as if the ball of light held in his hand by Yi Fan began to spin wildly, making a whistling sound like the wind.

Then the next moment, a scene that stunned countless people's eyes appeared, the two magic balls that seemed to be extremely dangerous, I don't know what was going on, after touching Yi Fan's right hand and spinning for a while, it was as if it had been suddenly absorbed, and the whole thing disappeared, and Yi Fan's body, but even the outermost magic robe was not damaged in the slightest!

Silence, seeing this scene in front of him, whether it was Malachi, who emitted a ball of light, or the crowd of onlookers around him, they all fell into a strange silence all of a sudden!

After a long time, in the silent crowd, a few bits of cold water suddenly dripped into a hot oil pot, and suddenly became noisy.

"Hey, did you just see it? What kind of magic is that? Am I hallucinating?"

"Impossible, is there still such a person on this continent?"

"No, that guy, like, it seems to be that oracle of the Night Tribe!"

Finally, someone recognized Yi Fan's identity, and after hearing his voice, the crowd fell silent all of a sudden, and everyone began to look at Yi Fan!

Divine messenger, divine messenger! Are you the guy? The guy who made Verte run back to the camp with a face full of shame! When he heard Yi Fan's true identity from the crowd, Verte's eyes changed suddenly, and he didn't care about the elf who didn't know where to run, and stared fiercely at Yi Fan standing in front of him!