Chapter 359: The Assassins 1
Siegel picked up his defensive staff and slammed it on the ground, activating shields, ranged weapons, and evil spells at the same time. At the same time, with a slight movement of his fingers, he performed an acceleration spell for Evan - for a swordsman, acceleration brings the highest overall efficiency.
Evan sniffed, sniffed his surroundings, and then said to Siegel, "There are more than one, there are elves and humans. ”
Even the race can smell it, what kind of nose is this?The mage only took a moment to fully enter the combat state, he used his spiritual vision to look around, and there were indeed some fluctuations of magical energy in the shadows. Or from spells that make them invisible, or from magical weapons on them.
He winked at Evan and snorted at the man in black. Evan understood and knew that Siegel was asking him to delay a little, so he said to the man in black, "Who are you? It's not my style to fight with people with no name or last name." ”
The man in black was wrapped under a black cloak except for a pair of narrow eyes. In terms of silhouette, he is about the same as Siegel, about 1.7 meters tall, and his figure belongs to the type of slender and fit. He took out two short swords from under his black cloak, revealing black-painted chain mail at the same time. Although the color has changed, it is an elven-style weapon and armor.
"This has nothing to do with you, swordsman. "The man used a very standard lingua franca and couldn't hear it at all. His eyes were fixed on Siegel, and his voice was full of resentment. "Evil dark squid, you will pay for the crimes you have committed!"
"It wasn't coming for me! Evan yawned and took two steps to the side. "You guys, I'll take a look first. ”
"A wise choice. The man in black said, "But you shouldn't be here." So you're going to die too. Accomplice!"
"That's your fault. Evan said, "Whatever Siegel does, I have nothing to do with the accomplices, and you will pay for talking nonsense!" He glanced at Siegel, and the mage nodded slightly at him.
"Strike first!" Evan rushed forward.
The man in black kept an eye on Siegel, paying attention to the spellcasting action in his hand, ready to interrupt his spell at any moment. However, as a mage specializing in spells, Siegel naturally has a way to deal with it. He constructed the spell structure from his body, resisting the twitching of his internal organs and muscles, and infused the elemental energy into the spell ball. Then summon it from his chest as Evan winks.
The dart was fired, but it was too late. Siegel put a hand into the ball of incantation and pronounced the last syllable of the incantation. Then the whole cavern was illuminated as if it were daylight by rushing lightning.
The first to be hit was the dart. Siegel didn't dare to be careless, he knew that in the Elven Forest, many spellcasters were killed by the attacks of the men in black, so he didn't dare to pin his safety on the protective spell.
The lightning bolt brought the dart to an accurate hit, knocked it out with a snap, and slammed it to the ground, and then the lightning did not stop, but continued to beat.
The man in black's eyes widened. One of them was full of surprise: "Chain lightning! You can actually cast this spell!"
The lightning struck him in the chest, and the black cloth was ignited, exploded, and torn. Fly in the air with broken chainmail rings. The impact did not stop, and the man in black shrank as if he had been hit in the chest with a heavy hammer, and flew out upside down at once.
The lightning split into two strands and circled around Siegel and Evan from different directions. Relying on the guidance of psionic vision and the sensitivity of electricity to metal, Siegel named all the lurkers who were hidden in their form one by one. Chain lightning decreases in power as more targets are hit, but as long as they don't deplete, they can still force these lurkers to show themselves.
Evan only took a step forward before he sensed danger and immediately retreated. At this time, the surrounding lurkers also launched an attack on the two men. Darts, crossbow arrows, and axes flew in with black afterimages.
He frowned, but still swung his sword. To outsiders, Evan's sword-wielding right arm seemed to have suddenly disappeared and reappeared in the blink of an eye, but by then Evan had changed position, and the shadow of his arm and sword followed him like a streamer.
Three darts, three crossbow arrows, and a throwing axe hit the ribbon at the same time, making only a "pop" sound, and then landing at the same time. It is impossible for a long sword to hit seven targets at the same time, but Evan's speed in an instant is too fast, and the seven voices are mixed into one, and it is impossible to tell the order.
It also seemed to be a big drain on him, and sweat was already appearing on his forehead. "Siegel, attack!" he shouted, then lunged at his nearest enemy.
Chain Lightning's attack and Evan's block bought Siegel time as he threw two elemental rune guards from his arms and began to prepare his next spell. The Rune Guardian does not need to occupy Siegel's precious incantation time, and the two super-large qi elements will automatically appear after a few seconds, relieving the pressure on the two of them.
He glanced around out of the corner of his eye, and the enemy struck by the chain lightning was not seriously injured. Their armor was partially shattered, but the skin underneath was only slightly red and swollen, and there were no bleeding wounds.
I'm afraid they have a strong resistance to spells, I don't know if it's from the bloodline or some kind of training. In this case, it would be unwise to use elemental spells such as electricity, fire, ice, and acid, and would waste precious spellcasting opportunities.
Siegel's mind moved, and his left hand slapped against his body, casting a mirror technique. Seven identical Siegels suddenly appeared around him, all with light and shadow, sound and even body temperature, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.
The man in black with the twin swords rolled over and jumped up from the ground, and the damage caused to him by the chain lightning was really small, not as much trouble as the impact of the spell. He looked at the figure in front of him, and a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth under the mask. Mirror Shadow is just a simple spell commonly used by mages, and it is not difficult for him to see the flaws.
Due to the different locations and terrain of the phantoms, it is inevitable that there will be a wrong interaction with the surrounding environment when doing an action. Experienced Assassins will pay attention to the Phantom's feet, especially those that are able to "penetrate" the gravel on uneven ground. It's all phantoms.
He was about to use this experience to sift through the real and the fake. But he saw a scene that made him unbelievable. The eight Siegels in front of them actually made different moves. Eight different incantations rang out.
"Which one is real?!" the man in black roared. The Assassins, who had not been entangled by Evan, threw again, attacking the one closest to them.
One by one, the phantoms vanished, and only a throwing knife slammed into the defensive staff, the only result they had achieved. Siegel smiled lightly, finally completing the spell he had drawn.
An intricate pattern floated from the fingertips, hung over the heads of the crowd, and then quickly grew larger. It's a badge that constantly changes color and image, and it makes your head spin just by looking at it. People with poor concentration also vomit incessantly.
But this spell does more than that.
Siegel combined the mind control abilities of the Knox Guild, especially some of the ideas of the "Tranquility" circle, and improved the Psychic Mist spell, combining it with the Fear Emblem to form such a "Cowardice" badge. Those who watch it will think that they are suffering from all sorts of symptoms, physical, mental, and constantly weakening the will to fight.
For example, people who are afraid of heights will have the illusion that they are fighting on the edge of a cliff, which will affect the nervous response in battle, and those who are not good swimmers will smell the smell of the sea and waves, and even the ground under their feet will become a slippery and shaky deck.
The most frustrating thing about this spell isn't this, it's that it clearly tells you that it's all hallucinations. It's not like a normal mind control effect. Forced into other people's minds, it is easy to detect and prevent it. The "Badge of Fear" is like a circle of tranquility. Persuasion in the tone of a "friend" will not trigger a fierce resistance.
It's like "Oh, be careful of the cliff, don't fall off" or "Be balanced, be careful to hold your breath at all times, and don't panic if you fall into the water." "This information is beneficial to the recipient, but it is very disgusting to keep bringing it up in the middle of the battle.
Fear is instilled in this process.
Unless one can really be completely fearless and inviolable, one can ignore the effect of this spell. But people always have a fear, he must at least be afraid of the sword and sword shadow stabbed by the other party. All of a sudden, all the black-clothed men kept ringing in their ears with all kinds of kind warnings, "Left! Beware of the sweep below! The mage on the other side has started chanting incantations again!"
One of the men in black yelled, "Shut up!Shut up!!!," and drew his sword from behind his back, holding it high and charging at Siegel. He was running towards the Phantom, apparently having lost his ability to judge the battle situation.
He didn't even notice that the route of his charge happened to pass through Evan's area of control.
The "campfire" stabbed out obliquely, stabbing through the armpit of the man in black, shattering his heart. He staggered two steps, and his body and sword slammed to the ground at the same time, becoming the first person to die in the battle.
"Siegel, don't you have this spell that doesn't distinguish between me, it's so noisy!" Evan frowned, it took a lot of energy to keep the battle focused, and it made him feel uncomfortable. His opponent was an Assassin with a long and short sword, and a barrage of sword moves beckoned straight at him, enveloping him in a cloud of white light. As soon as Evan killed one man with a campfire, he drew his sword and came back to parry, avoiding or blocking all attacks with his stride. However, his opponent threw the short sword at him and flicked it in the air with his long sword, drawing a strange arc that went straight to Evan's undefended left rib.
If Evan is defending the longsword of the enemy on the right, he will not be able to care about the shortsword. This trick was strange and ruthless, and Evan had never seen it before, and he was caught off guard.
Siegel was casting spells with his defensive staff, preparing to divide the battlefield with a force field wall, temporarily locking at least five or so enemies and the super-large air elemental guards to the other side. He saw Evan's danger, but he couldn't help him, so he could only exclaim, seeing that His Majesty was about to die under this move.
At the last moment, Evan stepped back and forth with both feet, his body rotated sideways between crouching and twisting, and his left hand touched the hilt of the short sword from the bottom up. Evan took advantage of the situation to press the long sword in his right hand against the ground, using it as a support leg, controlling the balance of his body, and then swinging it hard. The short sword in his left hand was thrown forward in the arc of the throw, and it was able to block the enemy's long sword.
Such a response made Siegel cry out. A force field wall rose out of thin air, dividing the battlefield, and the qi elemental also stood up, and the situation began to slowly improve.
Evan lit the ground three times with a campfire, once again blocking an enemy attack and successfully standing up. His eyes were full of confidence, and now he had two weapons to be him, not the enemy on the other side. (To be continued.) )