At the moment when the black-robed man walked out, Anglie's eyes shrank slightly.

He could feel that the black-robed man in front of him was completely different from the aura he saw a few days ago. The aura and spiritual power fluctuations on his body were almost the same as the big Han wizard with a black panther he had met in the woods.

"Liquefaction stage?" he asked calmly.

"Calellilo, that's my name. The thin black robe lifted its hood, revealing the face inside.

He was a very ordinary middle-aged man, with pale skin, deep-set eyes, and messy short black hair. Only his eyes, but glowing with a faint green glow.

"It's been five years since I entered this stage, you're a wizard in the Dark Witchland, right? Hand over the body, I can promise not to do anything with you, after all, I don't want to make a feud with you people in the Dark Witchland. Calello shrugged lightly.

Angliel frowned: "It's a pity that I can't see any sincerity from you." ”

He jerked back.

Clang!

The cross sword slammed into the giant sword that came from behind it.

Attacking him was a humanoid black mist with the head of a bull. He couldn't see his facial features and body clearly, only a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Anglie fiercely, and at the same time, the minotaur held a huge black broad-bladed sword in his hand. The blade of the sword was slamming into Angliel's crosssword.

Angliel involuntarily took two steps back by inertia, and there was a feeling of entanglement under his feet in an instant.

Looking down, a cluster of dark green vines wrapped around his feet for some time.

With a hard kick, the vine suddenly broke, but it also delayed Anglie for a moment.

The minotaur's massive broadblade slashed down from top to bottom, towards Angle.

Countless metal liquids instantly condensed into a silver shield in front of Angele.

Boom!!

The silver shield was slammed into the greatsword with a violent crashing sound.

The deck under Angliel's feet suddenly clicked, and a black hole appeared directly. The extremely thick deck layer was actually smashed through directly.

Two pieces of silver metal instantly appeared under Angliel's feet, and with the help of his strength, he jumped out of the black hole, turned over and rushed directly in the direction of the black-robed Calello. A trace of blood slowly oozed from the corner of his mouth, apparently from the injury just now.

Calello smiled and spread his arms in a hugging gesture.

Cha!!

Two pink scimitar blades popped out of his arms, as if they were growing on his forearms. A faint pink smoke came from the blade, like a red-hot soldering iron.

Clang!!!

The two slammed into each other.

Angle's crosssword parried with a pink blade.

The top half of the cross sword suddenly bent and turned into a spike, which quickly extended towards Calello.

At the same time, behind Calellio's back, an iron nail on the deck suddenly flew up, turning into a black line and piercing the back of the black robe.

The blade of Carrilo's other hand slashed forward, and with a thud, Angliel was forced to leap backwards. And the iron nails and spikes pierced Calelllo's skin at the same time, and there was an aggressive wooden sound. Nailed directly to his torso.

"This is the level of the Dark Witchland?" Calello stood still, looking at Angel and laughing. "If you only have that kind of ability, it's really disappointing to me. ”

With a bang, Anglie once again fought with the black shadow of the minotaur chasing behind him, and the whole person was smashed back more than ten steps before he stood firm.

Hearing Calellio's laughter, Angele's face remained unchanged, but a hint of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

He glanced at the minotaur and jerked out his left hand, palm on it.

The black shadows on the palms of his hands suddenly twisted and slowly vibrated the wings.

A shrill chirp suddenly rang out on the deck. Like the scream of a woman in the distance, or like the scream of some strange bird.

A circle of colorless and transparent ripples, centered on Angli, suddenly spread out in all directions.

The black shadow of the minotaur suddenly froze in place, unable to move.

Calellilo's eyes not far away also became slightly glazed.

Angliel withdrew his left hand.

"Four more times!" he muttered under his breath, reaching out his right hand to Calello not far away.

Dense red flames quickly converged from the surrounding air to the palm of his hand, quickly forming a red fireball the size of a human head.

Fireballs tumbled, scattering sparks with sparks. Stained Angliel's whole body a fiery red.

"Orb of Secondary Flames, go. Angre nudged the fireball forward.

In the whirring, a human-head-sized fireball drew a red line and flew fiercely towards Calello who was staying in place. As the fireball flies, it quickly shrinks and condenses, finally forming a fist-sized red crystal bead.

Bang.

Calellilo's whole person was completely hit by the crystal bead, and the fierce red flames completely enveloped him. The flames almost set fire to one side of the ship's sails.

"Ah!!h "Banshee Howl!!You have a Banshee Howl!!" he roared madly in the flames.

"Accurately, it should be, Harpy's Howl. The legendary hallucinatory sound capable of dragging creatures into the abyss and despair. Angliel added in a low voice. "The improved secondary flame bead is not comparable to ordinary spells, and it's over. ”

Looking at Calellio on the deck, who was struggling with flames, Angliel knew that if it weren't for the enhanced version of the secondary flame orb that had been stored in the chip for a long time, it would be difficult for him to win this time.

This improved version of the spell can only be used with the most hole cards stored in the chip. Because it is extremely powerful, but the casting time and the spell required are too long, it takes five minutes to build a model, and it consumes most of Angle's mental power.

However, the power was unexpectedly surprised, with a power of nearly 40 degrees.

Using the hallucinatory effect of the Harpy's Howl, in the case just now, it was possible to make a wizard with high resistance appear at least five seconds of sluggishness. If he hadn't been attacked, Angliel estimated that Calello might have continued to prolong this time.

It can make a wizard in the liquefaction stage of mental power stunned for more than five seconds, and it is still in battle. The power of this ancient bloodline is truly terrifying. Five seconds in a battle is enough to be killed countless times by an evenly matched opponent.

As Calello burned, the black shadow of the bull's head suddenly slowly turned into countless black gases and dispersed.

Calellio in the flames waved two blades and struggled frantically, and the flames lasted for more than a minute before slowly extinguishing.

Calelo wasn't dead yet, his whole body was covered in green smoke and burned to pitch black.

He stood where he was, leaning against the side of the ship. Except for the two pink blades on his arms, which are colored, the rest of his body is charred black. It looks unusually miserable.

"Very good, I remember today's hatred. Calello said in a hoarse voice, "Wait, I'll be back." His body suddenly began to slowly turn into pieces of black flesh that fell on the deck, and at the same time, these pieces of flesh actually began to melt, turning into a pile of black slime, and then evaporating into a black mist, slowly dissipating. Soon, Calello completely dissipated in place.

With a calm face, Anglie rushed over, standing where Calello had been, and looked out of the boat.

On the blue sea hundreds of meters away, a white whale slowly floated up, and on its back, a large amount of black mist appeared out of thin air, quickly condensing into a complete human form, which was the charred Calello.

Anglie stretched out his hands, and a large amount of metal condensed into a large silver longbow in his hands. With one hand, he took a bowstring out of his waist and tied it to the longbow.

"Wind Direction Wind Force Calculation Begins"

"Orbit Data Correction"

"The long-range projectile simulation started and ended, and the hit rate: 98.15%. ”

Angele's eyes glowed with a large number of blue dots.

With a squeak, the bowstring was slammed into tension. A silver metal arrow quickly condensed on the longbow, and a red flame burst into flames on the arrow.

Laugh at!!

The arrow suddenly disappeared from the bowstring, drawing a red trajectory that hit Calelo in the distance.

With a snort, a violent fire quickly ignited on Calelo's body. He also clutched his left chest and knelt on the back of the beluga whale.

"No!!," he roared violently. The voice slowly changed from a man's voice to a roar like a lion.

Burst!

Anglie himself couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He watched from afar as Calellilo's whole body exploded violently, turning into countless blocks of flame and scattering into the sea.

Only then did he slowly support his body and walk back.

His mental power is not bad, but the mana, along with the storage of the chip, has been used up almost completely. And the most important point is that the Banshee's howl also has a certain influence and backlash on himself. Although he is the main body of the hallucination mark, he is not the Harpy itself after all, and his resistance is extremely poor, so he also suffers concussive damage.

"The wizard in the liquefaction stage is too strong. Angre shook his head. A wry smile appeared on his face. He insisted on walking to the two white-robed corpses, dragged the two up and took them away, then found an empty room casually, threw the corpses inside, set up a guard energy particle, and fell directly on the bed.

"The internal organs of the body were injured by concussion, and the activity of cells in the whole body decreased by more than half. The power of that bull-headed black shadow was too strong, at least equivalent to the great knight at the time of the outbreak. Angle's vision turned his blue mannequin.

On the edge of the model, there is a dense body data condition.

The last row of data is the estimated recovery time.

One month.

"None of the three wizards have any organizational signs on them, but the two white robes are the same defensive talent spells, and they are obviously together. I just don't know where they're going. The white-robed two battle rookies actually wanted to dispatch a liquefied black wizard to do it. It looks like we're probably getting involved in something very troublesome. ”

Anglie smiled wryly, rolled over, and lay on his back on the bed.

His current strength is to have an advantage among wizards in the liquefaction stage. That's pretty much the limit for him.

(To be continued)