Chapter 084: I, Lanlos, I'm a Mage!
Elunis' Sign: Creates a rune around the target, draining mana from the area and detonating it. Deals a lot of damage to enemies in the area and increases spell vulnerability for a short time. Increasing mana supply increases spell range.
Karazhan's magic was already chaotic, but after making sure that he had deliberately disguised himself so that the ethereal spirit could not peep into his own magic, Lanloth quietly placed the Mark of Eluni in the hall. Then use your words and deeds to attract everyone's attention, and successfully detonate before the enemy notices.
Unfortunately, due to the range of damage caused by Elunis's mark and the fact that Gianna's safety was in good condition, Lanlos almost minimized the damage of the mark burst.
"Kill that human mage!"
The bright light hit his face, and the surging arcane energy hit his body, and Sovax accidentally fell to the ground, sensing that the long sword on his neck had left at the same time as the incident, and he immediately came back to his senses and shouted into the air that was still overwhelmed by the brilliant energy radiance.
The ethereal spirit's reaction was not unpleasant, and the ethereal warrior who held Gianna hostage immediately stabilized his mind and was about to exert his strength, but the direction of the short knife encountered an unshakable obstacle.
In the shining streamer, the elf's gray hair and the hideous green tattoo stood out.
The pitch-black gloves grasped the dagger firmly, and the carving on the back of the hand like a tangram shone with a golden glow without the slightest warmth. The Ethereal Spirit was desperate to find that no matter how hard he tried, the blade in his hand did not advance a bit.
Scold!
The thick sword slashed downward, accompanied by a terrible wail, and the broken bandages scattered quickly in the escaping soul energy.
"Hold on!"
The sharp and fierce shot was in stark contrast to Fang Cai's ink, and the elf hugged the blonde girl, and the magic was added, and the movement speed was almost doubled with the evil energy charge, making him instantly turn into an afterimage and disappear.
"Catch them!" "Catch them!" came back to his senses to find that the target had left his casting range in an instant with an ebony cold, and Sovax was so anxious that he almost jumped to his feet.
I knew that this elf was fast, but I didn't expect it to be so fast!
The elven mage who rushed out of the threshold of the stargazing hall in two breaths inexplicably felt a chill in his back, and in his doubts, a deafening dragon roar came straight after him.
Can anyone who runs on the ground outrun the sky that flies? The answer is obvious.
As he was galloping, Lanlos suddenly lunged forward and lowered his upper body, and at the same time, a howling wind almost brushed against the back of his neck.
Phewββ!
Sharp claws flew through the sky with a roaring wind, and in the blink of an eye, the Void Dragon had already arrived in front of the two of them.
Seeing the dragon raise its head, flip in the air in front of him, and cast those vertical pupils full of murderous intent at him, Lanlos raised his eyebrows and slapped forward fiercely.
Bang!
A slap nearly twice the size of the dragon's claws appeared in the air, crashing head-on into the Void Dragon's face. This slap was not crisp, but shocking like Mars hitting the earth.
The dragon's left side of his face was almost completely sunken, and his right eye was so protruding that it was desperate to get out of its socket, and its nose bleeded, and its broken fangs shattered into countless pieces, mixed with blood, and poured into the air like drops.
The strongest magic of the Magnus series, the 9-ring spell, Magnus Smashing Palm.
Isn't this slap a shadow? The Void Dragon's brain was stunned, his eyes turned black, and he fell straight towards the void.
Rumble!
Directly above them, several ice stairs were shattered by a stunned dragon, and large shards of ice fell like cluster missiles.
"Hold close. With a low snort, Lanloth's strength was concentrated on the soles of his feet, only to hear a whistling of the air being torn, and he disappeared in an instant.
Being held tightly in Lanlos's arms, Gianna was a little uncomfortable at first, but the oncoming wind made her have no extra heart to think about anything else, so she could only subconsciously follow his instructions, hug his waist, and hold the little brain melon tightly against his chest.
Without the obstruction of clothing, she could clearly feel the firmness and heat of this chest, the fierce and fiery heartbeat, and the pervasive masculine aura that rushed to her face, completely submerging her like a wave.
Soon, the rhythm of her own heartbeat was deflected, and the blood surged, causing the temperature of her face to instantly overshadow Lanloth's chest.
At the same time, an even stronger storm pressed against her, as if it was about to thrust her into the elf's arms.
Blade Dance's super explosive power propelled Lanloth through the air, like a bolt of lightning, leaping one after another on the falling shattered ice, and in the blink of an eye, it climbed upwards, level with the dragon that was falling downwards with a gold star.
On the neck of the Void Dragon, the Smashing Palm firmly grasped it, and under Lanloth's control, moved the huge and hideous head in front of him.
Not only is the Smashing Palm far more powerful than the 6-ring flying high-five, but it is also the culmination of Magnus magic. Protection, slapping, boxing, grasping, as long as it is an action that can be made by the palm of an ordinary person's hand, it can be flexibly reproduced.
Seeing that the stunned dragon had gradually recovered, Lanlos no longer stayed, picked up his long sword and threw it vigorously. At the same time, Elunis shone brightly, and another smashing palm that was replicated in time and space appeared out of thin air, grasping the sword steadily, and slashing down with all its might, wrapped in a wild and raging hurricane.
ββ!
The thick blade rubbed violently against the air, bursting out with an enduring roar, and a huge scarlet blood flower bloomed from the dragon's neck, and the dragon corpse in a different place fell towards the bottomless space below, and the huge blood-stained head flipped over for several weeks before falling heavily to the platform in front of it.
One palm to dominate the enemy, one sword to the head.
The 9-ring spell that Lanloth had prepared at the same time as he ran away allowed such a tiny creature to easily take out an adult dragon the size of a passenger plane. Although the strength is not up to the legend, such an achievement is scary enough.
Shielding himself from the rain of blood, Lanloth fell a little, his toes slamming the ice, and the evil charge relentless, throwing him all over the platform in front of him.
Landing steadily, the elven mage did not rush to run anymore, but silently looked at the giant dragon head on the edge of the platform. Compared to the previous illusory and vague, the Void Phantom Dragon, who carelessly lost his life, looks obviously more solid at this time.
The entire library is filled with chaotic and distorted spatial rifts and turbulence, and only the Void Dragon, who has mastered the power of the Void, can fly freely in it, without worrying about being swept away by the spatial turbulence when it flies into the air.
For this reason, Lanlos had thought about how to deal with this guy before he ran away. It's just that I didn't expect that it really left its companion and chased after it alone.
It was beautiful.
Secretly praising the dragon, Lanlos turned back, only to see that due to the collapse of a large number of stairs and passages by the dragon just now, the falling of gravel and broken ice caused a chain reaction, and most of the paths were cut off.
The elven mage smiled even brighter.
At this time, feeling that the air around him was finally no longer so aggressive, Gianna hurriedly broke free from his arms.
"You, what are you doing all of a sudden?"
Lanros, who was mobilizing the power of the Keystone to open the portal, replied absentmindedly, "What else can you do? β
"Well, that can't be ......" Glancing up at the elf, Gianna immediately turned away with a red face, "Why don't you put on your clothes first, bastard exhibitionist ......"
"What do you say......" The girl's voice was like a mosquito, making Lanlos subconsciously open his eyes to look at her, and at this moment, a cold blade light pierced from the corner of his vision.
"Beware!"
Bite!
In desperation, the elf reined in his strength and flashed to Gianna's side in an instant. Although the pitch-black gloves were hastily blocked, they still stopped the dagger that was like a bamboo. Hearing a piercing scream, sparks flew everywhere, and the castration of the sneak stalker who attacked the backstab slowed down, and subconsciously raised his head, exposing the black blindfold covering his eyes to Lanloth's eyes.
Moros?!
The elf's eyes widened, and he was about to make a move, but the other party left him with a strange stiff smile, and the whole person dispersed like green smoke.
Phantom or doppelganger?
"Lanloth!"
The question had barely crossed his mind as Gianna's panicked cry hit his eardrums, and two tearing pains went deep into his lower back.
The pain nerve twitched violently at this moment, and Lan Luos's eyes were about to split, and he wanted to fight back, but the other party quickly pulled out the blade and fled far away. The jagged blade left the body, but it brought pain that did not lose the talent, and the elf trembled all over, unable to stand at all.
"Lanros!" Gianna almost instinctively went up to help him, and the girl's face turned pale with horror at the sight of the two hideous scarlet wounds on his lower back. Although everything happened as fast as lightning, Gianna knew very well that the other party's injury was to protect her.
"I'm fine. Gritting his teeth and waving his hand, Lanroth turned his head, his bloodshot eyes staring at Moros out of nowhere.
"Blind, what a beautiful job. β
"The guest was rewarded. Hiding the two scarlet daggers in his sleeves, Moros's voice was still so flat, "It took me so long to catch your flaws, I'm so clumsy." β
"Huh. Grabbing Adruin's body, as the holy light shone on the sword's body, the pain and numbness on his back gradually eased, Lan Luos looked at the blind butler who was dozens of meters away from him, and smiled coldly, "What, such a good opportunity, aren't you ready to avenge your master?"
"I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm qualified to be your opponent. Moros bowed respectfully to the elf as if he had forgotten the vicious backstab he had just had, "And it's not just the two of Karazan's uninvited guests. β
After dropping these words, Moros's figure trembled slightly, and disappeared directly into the eyes of the two.
Bang!
A huge shadow fell from the sky and smashed against the platform, causing violent tremors. In the middle of the dust and pages, the modified curator slowly propped up his heavy body, and the beam of light on his flat head was firmly fixed on the injured elf.
"Visitor not recognized...... Termination of security protocol...... Execution Command: Destroy ......"