Chapter 7: The Death of a Level 7 Magician

Because of the ice cube, this wound also slowly flowed bright red blood, and his cheeks were also twitching hideously, he didn't expect that he was hiding in such a thick and hardest ice cube he had condensed to resist his sword.

"It's... Is magic possessed powerful? May the evil gods live forever, and we... They are the most faithful believers of evil gods. ”

The voice was faint, but it could still reach the ears of the Holy Knight.

As his words fell, the ice also shattered, and the ground was full of broken ice slag, and a white mist visible to the naked eye rose.

"It's finally over!"

The Holy Knight stuck his sword in the ground, his whole body collapsed, and it was difficult to take a single step.

On the other side, a seventh-level magician who had been fighting for a long time was also gradually losing the upper hand.

"Level 7 magic, roaring water waves!"

As he unleashed his magic, a huge amount of water appeared out of nowhere, and waves dozens of meters high slapped towards the blue-robed elder in front of him.

"Seventh-level magic, a cold snap is sweeping!"

This blue-robed elder also directly used seventh-level magic, and the cold cold air slowly froze the waves dozens of meters high.

"Damn."

This seventh-level water magician's face also became extremely pale at this time, and his magic power had been almost exhausted in order to release a few seventh-level magic, and the recovery potion on his body could not be recovered.

"Looks like I won."

An ice sword also appeared in the hand of the blue-robed elder, slowly walking towards the seventh-level magician, and next to him was the waves that were frozen into ice just now.

"Level 3 magic, water column!"

This seventh-level magician naturally wouldn't wait to be killed, and directly released a third-level magic, intending to delay the blue-robed elder.

I saw that the blue-robed elder's ice sword waved, and the water column that rose into the sky was also directly slashed by him with a sword, and then turned into two icicles and smashed on the ground, and the incision was neat and smooth.

Run!

The seventh-level magician knew that he was invincible to him, so he immediately ran away.

Naturally, the blue-robed elder would not let him go, and then chased after him.

As he ran, he also unleashed his magic to stop the blue-robed elder.

Of course, the blue-robed elder was not a vegetarian either, and he didn't forget to release the ice pick at the seventh-level magician while chasing after him directly.

Woohoo!!

This seventh-level magician had only been running for a while when he was hit by this ice pick, and bright red blood flowed from the place where he was stabbed.

Bright red blood stained his magic robes red like a babbling river, and even a clear trail of blood appeared on the ground.

At this moment, this seventh-level magician is desperately fleeing, as long as he escapes back to the city of Lotachette, he can be rescued.

But how could this blue-robed elder let him go so easily?

As he chased after him, he stretched out a finger and aimed at the heart of the seventh-level magician.

Phew-

A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and he saw an ice pick nearly ten centimeters wide coming straight to his heart like a bow and arrow.

The seventh-level magician had a bad premonition, and as soon as he turned his head to look back, this ice pick pierced directly through his heart.

There was also a layer of hoarfrost spreading through the small hole, and it was clear that the ice pick had pierced his heart and frostbitten the wound.

This seventh-level magician also fell directly to the ground and rolled for an unknown number of laps before stopping, his eyes slowly rolling white.

"Want to run away from me? Naive. ”

After the blue-robed elder looked at the corpse of the seventh-level magician on the ground, he turned around and hurried back.

A few seconds later, bright red blood flowed from the pierced heart of the seventh-level magician, and after a while, all around him were covered in blood.