"Ahem, it's so dangerous, it's almost over!"

In the smoke and dust, the voice of Master Bamu came out, and beside him, there was still Master Leo, who was not damaged in the slightest, and was not harmed by the powerful spells of Master Morstone and Master Tanin, the two second-level eighth-level spellcasters.

Seeing that a strange spellcaster appeared on the battlefield, and he also directly participated in the battle between the eighth-level spellcasters, he naturally immediately attracted the attention of many spellcasters.

However, the power of the spell just now was too strong, and no one could see the situation inside, and naturally they didn't know how Master Leo escaped.

Only Morstone and Master Tanin, with gloomy faces, naturally knew how Master Leo escaped, all relying on the strange spellcaster who appeared next to Leo.

Morstone's eyes narrowed slightly, he could clearly feel that the aura on Master Bamu's body was only a seventh-level spellcaster, but his spell to save Leo was incredible, and the speed was almost to the extreme, which was no longer the level that a seventh-level spell could reach.

"Magic energy, it must be magic energy, and it's also a difficult wind type magic energy!"

Mage Moristone's face was pale, and he was not afraid of a Leo, after all, Leo couldn't escape, no matter how powerful the Eyes of Darkness were, it couldn't break the demonic energy defense on their bodies, and it would be useless.

However, if there is one more seventh-level spellcaster with wind-based magic energy, it will be very different, if you can't beat it, you can escape directly, and with the power of the magic energy shown by Master Bamu just now, the speed is almost to the extreme, not to mention an eighth-level spellcaster, even if it is a ninth-level caster. I'm afraid it's hard to stop Master Bamu.

"Who are you?"

Morstone asked in a deep voice. Through the intelligence of the Four Princes. He had almost all the information of the slightly more powerful spellcasters under the command of the eighth prince, but he did not have any impression of this strange spellcaster.

"Hoo ......"

Master Bamu let out a long sigh of relief, and when he saw that Master Leo was unharmed, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's okay, Master Leo, it's okay if you're okay, otherwise the master will definitely not be able to spare me." ”

The blood-colored vertical eyes on Master Leo's forehead also opened slightly, looking at Master Bamu. It seems to be confused too.

Master Bamu hurriedly explained, "Master Leo, my master is Master Merlin! Many of these things can't be explained clearly in a while, let's think about it first, how to deal with those two eighth-level spellcasters, right?"

Master Bamu's eyes looked at Master Morstone and Master Tanin next to him, and sure enough, these two eighth-level mages leaned in again, directly trapping Master Leo and Master Bamu.

Countless thoughts crossed Leo's mind, his dark eyes could see through all disguises, illusions, and even the strength of the caster. I can see it very clearly.

Master Leo saw that Master Bamu was a level 7 spellcaster, and even constructed an level 8 spell. Such a spellcaster can be called a core mage in any spellcaster organization, but Bamu is Merlin's slave.

What is a slave? It is the most unequal slave contract, and the power of life and death is in the hands of the master, even ordinary fourth, fifth, and sixth level spellcasters will not sign such a contract.

Master Leo knew that this might be the harvest of Merlin's trip to the Kordomansra Islands, and perhaps he also encountered some adventures, and even a powerful spellcaster like Master Bamu was willing to become a slave.

Following Master Bamu's gaze, Master Leo also saw Mage Morstone and Mage Tanin, who were approaching, these two eighth-level spellcasters, as well as the third stage of defensive magic energy, were very powerful, and just now Master Leo fell into an extremely dangerous situation.

Although with the help of Master Bamu, they only barely escaped, and Morstone and Tanin naturally did not give up, and then, Master Bamu and Master Leo had only two choices, either to escape with the help of Master Bamu's instantaneous wind, or to fight Morstone and Master Tanin again.

It's just that if you want to escape, it's not so easy, although Master Bamu's instantaneous wind is extremely fast, Morstone and Master Tanin can't catch up no matter what, but if they chase after it, at the end of the day, it's a competition for mana.

"Master Leo, what should we do now? If we escape, we have to prepare first, but I am not sure if I can escape the pursuit of these two eighth-level spellcasters, and I can only fight for the consumption of mana when the time comes! If I want to fight, I can contain one person for Master Leo!"

Master Bamu almost gritted his teeth and said, he can contain one person, it is already the limit, if it was before, Master Bamu would not easily do anything to the eighth-level mage.

However, now that he has no choice, it is indeed difficult for Leo to deal with the two eighth-level spellcasters Morstone and Tanin alone.

"Escape, if you escape this time, you will never have a chance to become a level 7 spellcaster......"

Mage Leo looked up at the sky, and there seemed to be a glimmer of dark light in those empty eyes, which looked extremely strange.

He has been trapped in the sixth level for too long, and cultivating the Eye of Darkness is not all smooth sailing, and for this, Master Leo has paid a huge price!

One of the costs is that it is almost impossible to become a seventh-level spellcaster, and if you want to become a seventh-level spellcaster, it is almost a luxury! And this time, the tears of the gods in the hands of the eighth prince have rekindled the hope of Master Leo to become a seventh-level spellcaster, and if he misses this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future.

"Whoosh".

Master Morstone's attack came again, the same terrifying flames, burning fiercely and furious.

Master Bamu gritted his teeth violently, and a thick flame appeared on his body, but his flame looked even more terrifying, and even the space was faintly scorched and distorted.

Master Moristone's flame is an eighth-level spell, which is also constructed by Morestone's understanding of flame. Starting from the seventh-level spells, there is actually no clear hierarchy between spells, and everything depends on the caster himself, how deep his understanding of the deduced spell is.

For example, the more profound the caster's comprehension of flames, the more powerful the fire spells deduced.

"Snort".

Master Morstone's flame and Master Bamu's flame are constantly intertwined, both spells are eighth-level spells, and Master Bamu's flame spell is the only eighth-level spell it builds.

However, soon, Master Morstone's face changed slightly, the competition between the two eighth-level spells was also flames, but it was obvious that Master Bamu's flames were superior, and he had obviously suppressed Morstone's flames.

"How is that possible?"

Master Morstone was shocked in his heart, his comprehension of flames was the strongest of all his spells, but now, the eighth-level spells he released were obviously weaker than the flames of Master Bamu.

The two flames are constantly entangled, and Master Bamu's flame will soon suppress and devour Master Morstone's flames, turning them into even more turbulent flames, and Master Morestone seems to have seen some kind of fun from Master Bamu's flames, and his understanding of fire has deepened a lot. It's far better than him groping alone.

It's no wonder that some powerful spellcasters keep challenging mages of the same level, in fact, they want to have a deeper understanding of spells through battle, so as to build more powerful spells.

Master Morstone was surprised, but Master Bamu took it for granted, and he had absolute confidence in the eighth-level fire spell he had constructed.

At the beginning, in the Flame Prison on Nikolai's ship, Master Bamu could be regarded as having endured all the hardships, and the flames in the Flame Prison contained a trace of the power of the law.

But it was precisely in this terrifying flame prison that while being tortured, Master Bamu also improved his comprehension of flame by leaps and bounds, and actually constructed a new eighth-level flame spell.

It was with this new level 8 fire spell that Master Bamu was able to endure in the Flame Prison for hundreds of years, until Merlin had passed three levels, obtained the Law of Fire, and controlled Nikolai's ship, before he was released from the Flame Prison.

Therefore, for fire spells, Master Bamu also has absolute confidence, and the facts have also proved that just relying on this eighth-level spell, Master Bamu already has the strength to resist eighth-level spells.

Of course, the eighth-level mage is not so simple, and there is not only one eighth-level spell, as the fire spell was almost suppressed by the Bamu mage, there was a trace of water element fluctuations on the body of the Morstone mage.

Both Morstone and Tanin have built water-based spells, so when Mage Bamu's flames encounter water-based spells, especially those that are fused with magical energy, they have little effect and pose no threat to Mage Morstone.

"Damn it, Mage Leo, their magic energy is fused into the spell, it's too strong for us to cause any damage to them, or I'll cast the 'Instant Wind', let's avoid it for the time being!"

Master Bamu also had the idea of competing in his heart, and he also wanted to see if he could be comparable to an eighth-level mage, but this time, he encountered Morstong and Tanin, two powerful and abnormal eighth-level spells, plus magic energy, Master Bamu couldn't take any advantage.

And the order Merlin gave him was to ensure the safety of Master Leo, so Master Bamu also had the idea of retreating, at least, relying on the fleeting wind, in a short time, Morstone and Tanin could not help them.

"Huh".

Master Bamu turned his head, but found that there was no longer Master Leo, and Master Leo did not have the slightest intention of flinching, but rushed towards Master Morstone.

Master Leo's expression was extremely firm, especially the blood-colored vertical eyes on his forehead, which had expanded to the limit, and even faintly could see the ghostly light inside flickering continuously...... (To be continued......)