In this way, Anglie used the hardest metal fused with his body to solidify Quizhman's hand and stop him from being too powerful.

At the same time, a small stream of metallic liquid continued to flow into Queiman's face, and looking in the direction, it was actually trying to burrow into his nostrils, ears and mouth.

With a sinister smile on his face, the muscles of his body continued to exert force, and the metal on his hands produced fine cracks layer by layer. He threw a hard punch at Anglie with his other hand. The sheer power of the sea also brings the surrounding sea water into a whirlpool.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

Metal and fists slammed together, making a loud noise.

In the murky waters, the two abruptly separated, facing each other from a distance.

The surroundings were completely black and blue, and there was nothing to see except the sea, and both of them slowly stepped on the seawater to prevent themselves from sinking. Below is a trench, bottomless and dark.

With a smack, Quizman ripped off the liquid metal from his body, raised his fan-like blade again, and slashed at Angli.

Under his terrifying power, a large stream of sea water was directly squeezed into a translucent whirlpool, and it slammed into Anglie at high speed.

After striking this whirlpool, Kuizhiman raised his left hand, and five green spikes the length of a palm suddenly appeared around the blade of the evil thought, and slowly rotated, he raised the evil thought scimitar and threw it at Angel fiercely.

Five spikes flew towards Anglie in the whirlpool.

Anglezhi felt a huge force squeeze into his mouth and nose with a large stream of water. Before the whirlpool arrived, the squeezing water almost suffocated him. He hurriedly raised his right hand, and a cone-shaped silvery metal quickly formed in front of him.

Rumble!

The vortex slid open with the conical metal, and five green spikes slammed into the cone.

Anglie hid behind, thickening the cone layer by layer.

The moment the whirlpool and spikes collided, he only felt a huge force slam through the metal cone on his body.

Clang!

Angle's face flushed, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Snort!

Three times in a row, three spikes pierced directly through the cone, only a few centimeters away from Anglie's face, and the faint green light imprinted his face a miserable green.

Before he could catch his breath, a green figure rushed straight from the left. It was Quizyman, a sinister smile on his face.

Boom!

There was another muffled sound, and Angli was directly hit by Quizman.

There was a sound of water, and he was slammed out of the water, and the whole person was directly smashed into the air, and red blood splashed.

In another burst of water, Quijman surfaced, raised his head to look at Anglie who was about to fall, and directly raised the fan-like scimitar and slashed at it.

Clang!!

The scimitar slashed hard, and Quizman instantly rushed to the other side, slashing at Angle's body again, and pieces of metal were scattered one after another.

His whole body shuttled back and forth, constantly hitting Angel again and again. In the continuous banging, it is simply a one-sided abuse.

"Too weak, too weak, too weak!!," Quierman roared.

Boom!!

In the last blow, Angre was beaten into the air. A sinister smile slowly appeared on Quiriman's face, and the green aura on the scimitar of evil thoughts became denser and denser. Suddenly, he slashed at Anglie again.

It was the first time that Angre had been beaten so badly. He was hit by several violent impacts in a row, and his brain was a little drowsy.

Seeing the sinister smile on Kui Zhiman's face below, he slashed directly at himself again.

"You forced me," he finally couldn't help but show a hint of hideousness on his face. The pale silver skin on his body slowly cracked a crack, and an ice-blue heart quietly slipped into his hand. At the same time, on the left side of his face, three lines of silver metal slowly emerged.

"Enough!!"

Suddenly, an old female voice came.

A bit of white light suddenly shot into the mid-air between the two, and the point of light expanded with a sneer, turning into a transparent crystal disc, completely separating the two.

The transparent disc flashed with four distorted blue light characters, like four bizarre creatures.

Anglie and Quizman were separated by transparent discs, and each could see the murderous intent on each other's faces. But both of them knew that they couldn't fight anymore, and Milisa's huge aura slowly pressed towards this side, and the intention of stopping it was obvious.

"No need to fight any more. There are still many dangers in the ruins, and we can't afford to drain our strength before we even enter it. Milisa's voice came.

With his toes on the transparent disc, Angre jumped into the water not far away and swam towards the shore.

Kuizhiman followed, put away his scimitar, and the two of them went ashore one after the other, their bodies glowing with a hint of red, and a large amount of white water vapor steamed. Soon, the wet robes on his body were dried by red energy particles.

Back on the shore, the state of the battle was clear.

"Green was pressed and beaten from start to finish. The difference in strength is already obvious. But it's just a gasified little guy, and it's not bad. Old man Belen said with a smile.

The rest of the group didn't speak, and a hint of disappointment flashed in Aini's eyes.

Lispel's face was still indifferent, and she couldn't see any expression.

"But with this bit of strength, you still dare to be arrogant with me" Kui Zhman walked over with a sneer. "Mistress Milisa, you shouldn't stop me, let me kill this kid directly, and there will be more people who will go back and divide things when the time comes. ”

"Alright, let's go. Milisa's face was flat, and she reached out and pointed at the transparent disc.

With a loud bang, with a crisp sound of glass shattering, the disc exploded instantly, turning into countless transparent fragments and dissipating into the air.

Anglie lowered his face, his eyes full of cold murderous intent.

If it weren't for Milisha blocking them in the end, the dozens of energy hearts in his body would definitely be able to directly kill this Quizman. He always felt that Milisa's timing was too accurate.

But fortunately, the power of the energy heart was not exposed, and when he entered the ruins in the future, he had a chance to kill this Quiriman.

Several wizards were silent, as for the surrounding followers. No matter who is strong or weak among the wizards, they are extremely powerful existences, and naturally they don't dare to comment at will.

Mirissa is alone, and Quizman is also moving forward alone. The two of them walked in the front.

And Ani and Belen were surrounded by a circle of followers, faintly protecting the two in the middle, behind them.

Angel wanted to walk behind alone, but Lispel was left behind, and three great knights protected her in a zigzag pattern.

Angli was inexplicably smashed by Kuizhiman, although the injuries on his body were not serious, only a few mouthfuls of blood were smeared from the shock, but his heart was a little depressed.

Kuizhiman's strength, speed, and physique have surpassed him too much, and in this case, melee physical attacks are obviously not suitable, and they can only use witchcraft attacks. The continuous attack just now was too fast. Anglie can only fend off attacks by stacking metal fields. Fortunately, the superposition of the three layers was barely able to block the attack and not seriously injure him.

Thinking of the little hallucinatory control of the hallucination mark just now made Quizman deviate from the direction of the attack. Angel had a faint thought in his heart.

The group formed a long snake and walked along the coast to the depths of the island.

The entire island is made of black rocks.

As far as the eye can see, there are craggy and steep rocks everywhere. There is not a trace of greenery in sight, and there is no trace of animal presence.

The whole island gives a sense of lifeless silence.

The group walked among the black stones, stepping on small stones from time to time, making subtle noises. Some cold breeze blew in gusts, and even the great knights couldn't help but tighten their collars.

Anglie walked in the middle of the group, and he looked around. The path they walked was a diagonal upward mountain path, with only black bumps of rock on either side. There was also gravel underfoot.

He bent down to pick up a piece and held it in his hand to observe.

The stone is very similar to coal, the surface is slightly shiny, and the layers are not very hard. If you pinch it lightly, you can see fine pieces of black stone dust spilling down. It doesn't smell like anything either.

"The smell of necromantic energy," he thoughtfully threw away the stone in his hand.

Footsteps rustled across the island.

Mirissa walked at the front, the black stone in her hand still being pulled forward by itself, pointing the way to the whole team.

Finally, more than half an hour later, everyone came to a platform jutting out of the mountainside.

On the black rock platform, a huge stone corona with a diameter of more than ten meters is quietly laid flat on the platform.

The corona is grayish-white, incompatible with the black rock, and in the middle of the round plate, a slender black stone needle is seven or eight meters high. A faint shadow casts on the corona.

"This is the entrance to the ruins. Mirissa walked up to the corona and said loudly. "The main entrance has a different way to enter each time, and everyone looks for clues together. ”

Several wizards also consciously dispersed, spinning around on the corona.

Anglie crouched on the edge of the coronal disk, observing the characters and lines carved on it.

What was engraved in front of him was an inverted V, like a letter without a middle horizontal.

This is a character commonly used by an ancient wizarding organization called the Axis of Time, representing the number 5. Lispel's voice came from front of Angle.

"Axis of Time?" Anglie had never heard of the name.

"An ancient sect of wizards who worship time, they believe that time is everything, and if you control time, you can control your destiny. Lispel said lightly, "Later, in the large-scale battle of the races, they suddenly disappeared mysteriously, and the entire sect, a total of thousands of wizards, suddenly disappeared en masse on the entire West Coast, without any trace, and suddenly disappeared directly into the air. As if it had never been there. If it weren't for the fact that they still left a lot of ruins, I don't think anyone would remember their existence. ”

"It's weird. Angre stood up. "Any other information?"

"Yes. Lispel turned, "It is said that the wizards of the Axis of Time at that time, the highest level reached level 4, and they were the strongest organization on the entire West Coast. ”

"Level 4" Anglie was slightly startled. He now knew how difficult it was for a wizard to advance, and a long period of meditation could no longer give him much spiritual power. Without the replenishment and stimulation of resources, he estimated that he would only be able to stay at the level of a first-level wizard in this life. He had this hunch.

Now the prosecution of the chip has been able to reach 4 to 5 decimal places, but even so, the increase in mental power is still not detectable. This meant that his meditation was no longer effective.

So he didn't stop at collecting resources. Because the chip showed him what he needed to move forward.

And the level of a fourth-level wizard is no longer something he can imagine.

(To be continued)