"Boom!"

Two fireballs exploded in front of the mage killers' eyes, and a huge amount of flame energy erupted in an instant. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The countless wood chips shattered by the explosion made a noisy "crackling" sound, like flying knives, piercing the surroundings of the explosion. Billowing smoke and dust accompanied by a faint orange fire shot into the sky.

At this time, except for the scene in the smoke, the bow of the ship was in a mess.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the leader of the killer smiled proudly, and said to the magician killer beside him: "No. 9, go up and confirm whether you are alive or dead!"

Killer 9 hurried into the smoke.

But there was no movement for half a day, only the smoke and the flames that were gradually extinguishing.

"Number 9?!" The leader of the killers was a little impatient: "Haven't you finished checking yet?"

"Princess Eve is at least the 29th on the list of beauties in Hitivit's World Archive. At this time, a killer next to the leader of the killer showed a malicious smile and said, "This guy shouldn't be trying to take advantage of ......?"

"That's enough, you go in and pull this guy out for me, and we're going back to get back to life!"

"Yes!" the killer immediately stepped into the smoke as well.

But after a while, there was no response. At this time, the remaining magician killers felt strange.

The leader of the killers suddenly felt as if he had been neglected.

Listening to the sound of the slight river breeze around him, he felt the unusual silence around him. At this time, the leader of the killer seemed to suddenly realize, hurriedly looked back, and shouted in a panic:

"What about them on the 7th?!"

Hearing this, all the mage killers hurriedly turned back to find the four mages on the 7th.

But behind them, there were no more Lance and the four magicians of No. 7, only a quiet deck.

At this moment, the breeze blowing from the river slowly blew away the billowing smoke, and the figure of a man with a sword loomed in the smoke. In the smoke, although he couldn't see his figure clearly, he could see a pair of eyes flashing with a faint red light, and he struck the broken sword in his hand that had been glowing with dazzling red light.

This man is none other than Lance.

"Are you looking for these people?"

As he spoke, several round rumbling objects were thrown out of the smoke, and a few "knocks" fell to the ground, and "Gurgling" rolled to the feet of the leader of the magician-killers.

When all the killers saw it, they were all shocked. Those round things are the bloody heads of No. 7 and No. 9. Especially No. 7, whose already dead face has a terrifying expression full of fear. It's as if something terrible happened before he died.

"Why!how could you!" At this time, the leader of the killers was already shocked by the scene in front of him, and was incoherent: "You! Who are you?"

"A man who kills magicians. Lance smiled coldly and said, "Who of you still wants to come?"

"Look for death!" As soon as the words fell, the leader of the killers threw a powerful fireball in his hand, and went straight to Lance.

But when the leader of the killers thinks that the fireball will mercilessly burn the red-eyed boy who is too strong to kill. Everything was unexpected.

Lance didn't even move, ignoring the fireball.

The moment the originally fierce fireball touched Lance's body, it was smashed into sparks and exploded like fireworks.

"How is it possible ?!!!!! not working!Who are you?How can you neutralize magic attacks?"

The mage-killers were amazed and terrified when they saw Lance and his terrifyingly red-glowing red pupils.

They thought that as magicians, they could clearly feel the powerful power that was bound in Lance's red eyes.

And the broken magic sword in Lance's hand also glowed with red light of the same color. The magicians knew that the broken sword was fused with Lance at this time, and the power in the broken sword was unleashed. Now Lance is a being with dual powers.

"What kind of magic sword is this? It's like it's part of this red-eyed boy's body. ”

"I don't know?"

"This kid is only afraid that he will come from a lot of background!"

"It's a tough day. ”

The mage-killers all cautiously backed away, pulling away and whispering to Lance.

Lance raised his broken sword, pointed at the mage killers, and said in a scolding voice, "What?

Lance actually hoped in his heart that they had better just stalemate and not come up.

Because Lance was not sure in his heart that he would win against so many people. Lance is just stalling for time, waiting for an opportunity.

The leader of the killers stood up and said, "I don't know if you can tell me your name, but we will naturally retreat." ”

Lance almost didn't laugh: Are you stupid to tell you your name and where you come from, and when you know my name, will I have a good life in the future?

Lance decided to repeat his old trick and scare them to death with his tried and tested top-secret nirvana - slapping the swollen face and filling the fat man!

Lance glanced at him contemptuously and said, "Name, so you're trying to find death?"

The leader of the killers gasped: "What do you mean?"

Lance said coldly: "Whoever knows my name is dead. ”

As he spoke, Lance took a heavy step forward.

Lance's step, before his feet landed, he was immediately frightened by all the magician killers who "rumbled" back several steps, for fear that he would become the soul of this powerful magic sword.

"What?" Lance thrust his sword into the ground. Suddenly, a strong sword wind was set off, raising the surrounding dust, like a small wave formed by dust. At the same time, the wood of the deck also let out a painful "crackling" wail:

"What do you want to do if you don't fight, if you don't retreat?"

The mage-killers were all hunched at this time, drawing their short swords and daggers, looking at each other as if they were ready to attack at any moment. But their steps are timid and cautious, and they keep moving backwards.

At this time, the leader of the killer glanced at him and motioned for a killer to go up first and test it. After all, everyone hasn't really seen the way this man fights. Whether he is a mage or a warrior, the killers don't know the details.

So the killer received the order of the leader and emboldened himself. The body, which was originally hunched out of fear and timidity, suddenly tensed. A strong stride stepped forward and rushed towards Reims.

Lance swept over the killer. So Lance turned his head vigorously, and with a quick silent thought in his mouth, he raised his free left hand and aimed it at the killer:

“sah_kin__hock__droon__je_kin_sah.schar_ku.”

In an instant, centered on the palm of Lance's left hand, a powerful vortex composed of several black smoke suddenly appeared, emitting a huge roar like a beast, and began to violently tear and twist the surrounding air.

When Lance finished chanting quickly, a thick black smoke formed a magic bullet with a loud "bang", breaking free from Lance's shackles, with a terrifying momentum full of wildness and murderous intent, directly taking the killer.

In an instant, a black magic projectile that was almost the speed of light hit the killer directly.

There was a "boom", accompanied by the sound of being violently torn, and the killer was torn apart by the black magic bullet in an instant, and exploded. Suddenly, a huge firework composed of blood appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the killer had turned into a puddle of blood and rotten flesh and landed on the deck. The blood spilled down the gap in the deck, as if fleeing from Lance in a panic. And those rotten flesh that can't afford to escape can only stick to the deck in fear.

"Black Bullet, you're a demon! You're a necromancer!"

A magician-killer recognized Lance's magic and shouted in panic like a pig that had been cut by a butcher's knife:

"No! No, you're holding a sword with such magical power, you're not a necromancer, you're a necromancer! you're a necromancer!"

"Necro Knight?!"

When they heard this name, all the mage-killers shouted out the name in fear, gasped, and their legs began to weaken. The hands that could still hold the blades unconsciously trembled.

All the mage killers were scared to move, and they all knew the Necro Knight.

One of the most terrifying killing machines of the Demon Undead Legion.

Every Necromantic Knight is a hero or a great warrior of all races. But everyone, for various reasons, voluntarily became corrupt and dedicated, dedicating themselves to the demon god Craig. And each of them has only one very pure goal, the destruction of so-called justice.

Every Necromantic Knight was already one of the best heroes in the righteous world before his death. And after dedication, he has obtained the mana of a powerful demon god, so he is almost invincible.

However, Lance himself was a little confused at this time. Lance himself actually learned about such a thing as a necromantic knight from their mouths just now. As for what it is, I don't know at all. But Lance knew it was a perfect time.

Lance said again with contemptuous eyes and tone, "What?

"I didn't expect Princess Eve to collude with the Necromantic Knight. There must be some dirty deal behind this. But it doesn't matter who you are! We're not vegetarians. We don't believe that there are so many of us that we can't beat you as an undead knight!"

"Heh, courage is commendable, but ......" said Lance, drawing his broken sword, "You are killing yourself!"

The mage killers also stopped retreating and prepared to attack. For a moment, the air seemed to be condensed by a powerful killing intent. Above deck, there was a dead silence. There was only the sound of a gentle breeze.

The two sides were tense, the murderous aura of both sides was gradually expanding, and the tentacles of death slowly stretched towards each other. Just waiting for the moment of contact, that is, the moment of war.

At this moment, suddenly Lance's voice came from behind Lance: "Nasty ghost! Sister Eve's trauma has basically recovered! But she is unconscious." ”

"Okay!

With that, suddenly with an oppressive momentum, Lance glared at the killers who were about to move. The killers thought Lance was going to attack and hurriedly took a step back.

But suddenly, all the murderous aura that Lance had originally condensed suddenly leaked. He didn't say a word, hurriedly turned around suddenly, and ran at a high speed!

At this time, the mage killers were taken aback by Lance's sudden move, and they were at a loss. Just stared curiously at Lance's every move.

But the leader of the killers instantly understood, and hurriedly shouted: "Recite the spell quickly, they are going to run!"

At this time, the magician killers who had just woken up from a dream panicked, because without unified command and coordination, they could not find a unified magic amplitude at all. I couldn't chant a spell quickly for a while.

Meanwhile, take advantage of the chaos of the killers. Lance, who was running hard, hugged a princess, picked up the unconscious princess Eve domineeringly, and then quickly rushed to the side of the deck with Roxani.

The leader of the killers hurriedly chanted it himself. After nearly 3 seconds of chanting, a fireball was finally launched. Chase Lance, who fled with Eve like a cheetah.

Just as the fireball was about to catch up, Lance made a long leap like a lion and jumped directly off the three-masted galleon. With a thud, it fell into the vast river.

And the moment Lance jumped off the ship, Roxani also spewed into the three-masted galleon with a breath of dragon's breath.

In an instant, Roxani's flames, like sparks on fire, instantly ignited the wooden sailing ship. And those mage killers who wanted to chase Lance were all stopped by the huge flames and surging heat waves, and they could only sigh in anticipation.