Chapter 122: Assassination 5
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There was just a slight sound, and there was an unpleasant smell of barbecue in the air. Ucas didn't even feel much pain, he looked down at his chest, a fist-sized hole of blood still emitting black smoke.
"I ......"
Ucus looked at Ark and Spark as if asking for help, but both of them were silent, and Ukas felt the life force pass rapidly from his body, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, and fell straight to the ground.
"Plop".
Ukas was dead, and he had summoned countless poisons that had left Rickian, the spellcaster, anxious, and now he had fallen to the ground, deprived of his breath of life.
Ark and Spark felt a pang in their hearts, Rickian's spell had made them truly see the horror of the caster, and once Rickian got closer to them and unleashed the fireball spell, what did they use to resist?
"Foolish people, delusional victory over the caster!"
Rickian's grim gaze looked at Ark and Spark. In fact, his behavior just now was almost "hand-to-hand", although his physical fitness was very strong, but it was all improved by potions, and an apprentice spellcaster like him never thought that the battle needed to be fought in a "hand-to-hand" way.
But now in the face of these three ordinary people, Rick An has no good way, he can only use "hand-to-hand combat", with the speed of his body to close the distance, a fireball technique can easily solve the problem.
The same goes for the rest of Ark and Spark, who are convinced that ordinary people are ordinary people, and that no matter how they are, they can't compete with the caster.
Ark and Spark glanced at each other, and they seemed to see the determination and madness in each other's eyes.
"Do it!"
The two of them quickly approached Rick'an, and even took the initiative to approach Rick'an, and Rick'an's heart was also overjoyed, this is the last fight?
Rickian stretched out his hand, and when a fist-sized fireball was about to appear, Spark shot out three long arrows one after another, hitting the white light on Rickian's body fiercely, and the white light was already beginning to flicker slightly, obviously the power of these three long arrows was very strong, and it also caused some trouble to Rickian, causing the fireball in Rickian's palm to be a little unstable.
"Cross Slash!"
Ark slashed out with a sword, and the powerful power enveloped Rickian, but Rickan waved his hand violently, and a fist-sized fireball quickly flew out, crashing straight into Ark's big sword.
"Snort".
Ark's greatsword was directly melted into two by the fireball, and the fireball that exuded a terrible temperature also took advantage of the remaining momentum to fly towards Ark, and Ark did not have Rick'an's defensive spells.
As for the hard carry, Ark didn't even think about it, this was a spell released by the caster, just think about what happened to Ukas just now.
This is the real moment of life and death, Yak felt the threat of death, he was hovering on the verge of death now, at this time, he did not hesitate, and his spiritual power frantically poured into the dark ring on his finger.
"Kalev Benard, Fog of Corrosion!".
This is a critical moment, and Ark doesn't care if the Corrosive Mist is an offensive spell, whether he can resist the fireball or not, this is his last killer weapon, the last reliance.
As a result, Ark's spiritual power of 2.14 exploded, and he erupted madly, over and over again, frantically chanting incantations, and the dark ring on his finger also emitted a trace of dark light.
Then, pieces of corrosive mist were released from the ring, and Ark didn't know whether his mental power at the moment could release two or three corrosive mist spells, he could only feel his head hurt, and then his whole body trembled, he knew that he couldn't continue to release spells.
"Click".
At this moment, Ark noticed that the ring on his finger had a trace of cracks, and then there were more and more cracks on the ring, dense like spider webs, and in an instant, they turned into a pile of fragments and fell to the ground.
A flash of fire flickered in the dark, corrosive mist, and Ark had only time to roll to the ground with all his strength.
"Phew".
The fireball flew by, grazing Ark's calf, Ark only felt pain, the pain in his heart, half of his calf was actually scorched, you must know that he was only slightly grazed by the small fireball.
Ark didn't bother to check his injuries anymore, he looked up at Rik'an, now that he was basically out of combat, if the Corrosive Mist couldn't deal with Rik'an, then he could only wait for death.
"Spells? Or zero-level spells corrosive mist? It should be a spell-casting device, I didn't expect you to have a spell-casting tool on you, but it's a pity, how can a mere corrosive fog break my defensive spell?"
Rickian's figure loomed, and Ark could see the layer of white light on Rickian's body fighting against the Corrosive Mist, if it was just a Corrosive Mist spell, it might not be able to help Rickian's defensive spell, but Ark released it twice in one go, and his mental power was almost exhausted for this.
The two Corrosive Mists were a bit of a hassle, but they weren't really anything to Rik'an, at best, they drained the layer of defensive spells on his body, and he only needed to cast them again.
So, after the white light of the defensive spell on his body disappeared, Rikan immediately prepared to release the defensive spell again. Although the time between the two spells was short, almost instantaneous, there was a pair of eyes staring at Rik'an, waiting for this moment.
Ark subconsciously glanced at Spark, when he frantically released the corrosive mist, what about Spark? Spark seemed to disappear, even Ark couldn't find it, he could only vaguely see a gray shadow.
"Shadow Stalker?"
Ark remembered the nickname Spark in his head.
Suddenly, Rickian seemed to sense something, and a fireball appeared in his hand, but it was too late, and a figure had quietly appeared behind him, and a bright light swept by.
"Snort".
Blood splattered, Rickian trembled, his eyes widened, and the small fireball in his hand was also changing violently, and finally disappeared completely.
Ark also saw clearly, the moment the defensive spell on Rick'an's body disappeared, Spark appeared, he was like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows, appearing instantly at the most critical moment, and it was the most deadly as soon as it appeared.
In the end, Spark plunged the dagger into Rickian's neck, even if Rickian was a spellcaster, but lost the protection of the spell, Rickian was just an ordinary person, just an ordinary person with stronger physical fitness like Ark and others, and the dagger would die if he was inserted into his neck.
Spark pulled the dagger out of Rickian's neck, and Rickian was already lying on the ground, like Ukas, and there was no movement.
"Dead?"
Ark asked, looking at Rickian's corpse.
"Dead. ā
Spark's tone was calm, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.
After a long time, Ark and Spark looked at each other, and both of them laughed, laughing unscrupulously, laughing wildly, and it seemed that even the injuries on their bodies were not so painful...... (To be continued.) )