Evan tried to block, but he couldn't shake off Ariel's attack because his ankles were glued together. Without the coordination of body and foot, a light-armored warrior with a one-handed sword is no more threatening than a strong-armed warrior wrapped in heavy armor. He quickly fell to the downside, but was able to stay undefeated with a quick swing of his sword.

Fearing that other spells would accidentally injure Evan, Siegel uses the most accurate attack spell available: the Magic Missile. The black balls of flame-like energy hit Ariel accurately, smashing five holes in him. But in less than two seconds, he had recovered as the mucus that made up his body squirmed rapidly.

"Oops, it hurts. Arriel said deliberately.

His intention became very obvious, which was to stay close to Evan, and it was best to stick to him. The viscous body seems to be pointless, and its resilience is superhuman, so Arriel can exchange injuries for injuries, and use a short sword to settle the battle after sticking. Evan tried to pull his foot out several times, but only allowed his calf to sink in, and the situation became more complicated.

"Vaporization potion!" said Siegel, "Get out of the fight!"

Evan frowned, parryed the dagger, and then spun around, slicing one of Ariel's wrists off with a bonfire. The black hand holding the dagger fell to the ground and immediately turned into a wriggling "dough" and crawled towards its body.

Siegel saw it all, but Evan didn't pay attention. His longsword drew another circle, knocking Ariel's dagger flying and stabbing into his heart.

There was no familiar feeling in the hands, and the "bonfire" did not touch the bones or internal organs, but only felt like it was inserted into a pool of mud. What was supposed to be a deadly attack came to naught, and Arriel smiled strangely as if nothing had happened. He took advantage of Evan's stunned efforts to open his mouth and bite it.

Evan blocked his teeth with his sword, then jerked his shoulder out. "Could it be that your teeth are also made of mud?" roared with Evan. More than a dozen crystalline but broken teeth flew out and fell to the ground with a clatter.

A short sword stabbed Evan in the right shoulder, blood flowing. At this time, his long sword was stuck to the black slime body, and he couldn't pull it out for a while. The severed hand, wriggling on the ground, climbed onto Ariel's body and reattached to his wrist. Evan only has an empty hand to block.

"Elixir! quick!" Siegel urged Evan to retreat again. He threw the repeating crossbow in his hand into the sky and unfurled the spell ball suspended in the air. Two stout blue transparent arms protruded from the spell ball, firmly gripping the repeating crossbow, ready to shoot at any moment.

Siegel frames Arriel with his index finger against index finger and middle finger against middle finger, along with the opposing thumbs. He chanted the incantation, and a white light shot out of his palm, shining on the Assassin's black body. Along the beam, a ray of fire followed, leaving three wounds on Ariel's body.

Black mud flows. The flames were extinguished by wrapping. He squinted at the white light on his body, which did no harm to him except for a hint of heat.

At this moment, the arm in the air pulled the trigger and began to fire plasma crossbow bolts continuously, relying on the white light emitted by Siegel as a guide. The bolts are fast and accurate, firing far more often than the average human. In just a few seconds, all thirty crossbow bolts were fired. Half of Ariel's body resembled a porcupine, with only half-cut crossbow bolts everywhere.

Evan also took out the vaporization potion with his free hand at this time. As soon as he raised his head and drank it, his body gradually began to become transparent. Arriel let out a cruel laugh as both short swords stabbed upwards at the same time, "Prepare to die, swordsman!"

Siegel was faster, and a bolt of lightning shot out from his fingertips, covering the bolts stuck in Ariel's body. Plasma bolts become very unstable when they are removed from the protection of the magazine. After a while, it will collapse, releasing a lethal plasma. Of course, it is also possible to use active destruction to cause the crossbow bolt to be destroyed in advance, so that the follow-up effect can be produced faster.

The plasma erupted with green flashes, and the impact and heat blasted Ariel to pieces. Even Evan, who was floating in mid-air, was affected and was suddenly blown out. It crashed into a stone wall and returned to its original shape.

The ground was littered with wriggling black mud, approaching and converging on each other, and crawling towards the remaining half of Ariel's body.

"Not dead like that?" Evan staggered to his feet against the wall. The impact just now caused a great shock to the vaporized form, and it was difficult to completely eliminate the transformation back into a solid body. He saw his sword fall to the side, and with a flick of his finger he summoned it back to his hand.

A stone was strung across the sword, and Evan flicked his wrist and threw it off. Suddenly, Evan understood what was going on: no matter how strange Ariel's abilities were, he still couldn't get out of the realm of spells that used elemental power, and would naturally be restrained by the demon-breaking sword "Bonfire". It's just that if you want it to work, you need to wait for a while.

The gravel that fell on the ground fell into slag, but it did not become a wriggling cement, so it naturally did not wriggle and regroup. "As long as there is a way to restrain you, nothing in the world is invincible!" Evan said.

Siegel noticed something else. The ability of the Demon Breaker to cancel out magic and all types of spells, and almost all the abilities related to the elements also did not work on it, so how did Evan summon the longsword into his hands?

Evan stepped away, and with a flick of his wrist, flames erupted from the ground! He screamed in pain, whip-like arms flapping around, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.

Siegel didn't stop casting, his other hand clawed and grabbed forward. Another fireball flew by, and after the dazzling light, a strong current of air blew the hem of the mage's clothes, and his black hair fluttered in the wind.

There was only a small puddle of Jarrell's cement left, and the rest was gone. Siegel's heart was alarmed, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, and there was a clear cold feeling of metal. He didn't have time to cast any of the gates, so he rolled forward. A white light streaked across where the mage had just stood, but only a few strands of hair were cut off.

Arriel emerged from the shadows, still holding two daggers in his hands. There was no sign of the attack on him, neither the hole of the plasma bolt nor the scar of the burning fireball, and it seemed to be back to its original state. However, he was a little smaller than before, and although he was still the same height, he became thinner. Naturally, this change did not escape the observation of Siegel and Evan, and they all thought: maybe this is the way to destroy the enemy!

As Siegel chanted the incantation, Arriel's eyes closed and he disappeared from front of them.

There was no sound, no wind, this assassin must have made another shadow leap!Where would he appear? Siegel's enhanced light dance could not cover both a mage and a king at the same time, and each had a blind spot for their own vision. So Siegel stared at Evan and Evan watched Siegel, and the two had a tacit understanding to warn each other.

"At your feet, dodge backwards!" Evan shouted, and rushed with his sword in hand.

Siegel ordered the defensive staff to "not move", then jerked it to borrow its strength, and at the same time used the elven step, which instantly exploded the speed and flashed backwards three positions in a row. Ariel's twin swords were only a fraction of a millimeter short, and they all ended up in the air, with no effect at all. Now that Siegel was empty-handed, he cast spells with both hands, and the spell was pronounced quickly and strongly, greatly speeding up the construction of magic.

A pair of transparent palms made of force fields thrust out and slammed into Ariel's body with no less force than the full force of a battering ram. Even if he is strong and tall like a giant on a hill, these "flying high-fives" can knock him over and then press him hard against the stone wall. Knowing that he couldn't distance himself from the mage any longer, Arriel gritted his teeth and kept an eye on the trajectory of the high-five, then softened his chest.

With a flash of clear palms, two clumps of cement were taken from Ariel's body, slamming them against the stone walls of the cavern with a thud. The two holes hanging from Ariel's chest, his arms turned in a full circle, and then his two swords interlaced at the center of his eyebrows. Then a blood-red emblem appeared on his forehead, which was the double dagger emblem of the God of Murder.

First, the wound on his chest recovered as before, and then waves of light emitted from the center of the Holy Emblem, forming a shroud that covered an area with a radius of about five meters, naturally including Siegel. Evan rushed in front of the light wave and slammed into it. It was obviously a layer of light waves, but it was as solid as a wall, and the Demon Breaking Sword couldn't break through it for a while.

Siegel only felt that all the elemental energy around him was washed away with the light waves, which was used to strengthen the shell and prevent people from outside from entering. Just like in the sacred sites of the Jackdaw Tribe, all magic that leaves the body is broken down and cannot form stable spells. The effects of the magic items also don't work, and Siegel is like stuck in an anti-magic force field.

If it's an anti-magic field, then it can't suppress the Rainbow Orb Ring. Siegel tried to activate the ring, but to no avail. Jarrell had already pounced on him by this time, and Siegel had no choice but to draw out the stardust and meet it.

Arriel attacked, saying, "Gods, please accept my gift. Siegel Squid, the Unbeliever, take his sturdy body, his brilliant intellect, and the burning fire of life, and cast them all into silence and cut off from mortal dust. ”

In terms of swordsmanship, Siegel had neglected to practice, and at this time he tasted the consequences. In just a few rounds, he was stabbed with a nimble and ferocious dagger, cutting many wounds, and the blood was already soaking his clothes. Thankfully, Arriel couldn't do anything with the excellent elven breastplate for the time being, and Siegel avoided the head point, so most of the wounds were concentrated on the arms and thighs. In a small space, Siegel dodges with elven steps and uses dwarven skills to hold on to enemies. Since the space bag couldn't be opened, he couldn't take out the hammer that was resistant to the squeak.

Arriel continued to repeat his prayers, his eyes glowing red. As his voice grew higher and higher, so did the speed at which the twin swords danced, and the pressure on Siegel from the blades increased. (To be continued.) )