Lordaeron's eyes widened suddenly, and nothing was left in front of him except a thick gray haze, and he could no longer see anything.

"What the hell is this?"

Lordaeron's heart was beating wildly, and he hurriedly used his reconnaissance skills to scout around.

"Huh?"

He keenly discovered that the gray mist in the mist was actually corrosive.

"Regardless of three, seven, twenty-one, try first!"

Lordaeron hurriedly summoned an incandescent ball of light and blasted towards the gray mist.

"Bang-"

The white ball of light slammed into the mist, bursting into a dazzling glow, but it didn't have much effect.

"Huh?"

Lordaeron frowned slightly, and summoned a second ball of light again and smashed it on.

This time it still didn't work, but instead sputtered a little spark.

"How so?"

Lordaeron was stunned for a moment, then immediately stopped and carefully observed the fog.

After a few moments, he finally figured out the problem.

Although the thick fog covers a wide area, there are many gaps in it, and in some places the fog is extremely thin, like water vapor transpiration.

And in these crevices, there are still very faint magic fluctuations.

"I see."

"I almost forgot that this guy used to be a Lich King, creating his own spells and alchemy items.

His spell model bears a resemblance to the Lich King. That's why the spells he casts are corrosive......"

Thinking of this, Lordaeron breathed a sigh of relief.

The magicians of this world, in addition to wizards, have another group of professionals.

These professions majored in witchcraft and combined with alchemy. They have researched many powerful alchemy items, such as the Lich King's Relic, Voodoo Warriors, and Skeleton Soldiers...... There are even the bones of a necromancer.

Not only that, but they also have mastered many secret texts of ancient civilizations, which are more complex and treacherous than ordinary mages.

Over the years, governments and powers have collaborated with these professionals to complete the study of magical materials.

For example, the sorcerer's alchemy puppet requires the use of an alchemy material called the "Cursed Stone", which is provided by the Church of the Holy Light.

Lordaeron found about two hundred "cursed stones" in the treasure cabinet of the Church of the Light.

It's not much, but it's safe.

"The Curse Stone is indeed capable of stopping the dark magic of necromancers, but it is also one of the ingredients used to create undead.

Now, there are traces of the Curse Stone in the spell he casts, which means that the source of this spell comes from the Curse Stone......"

Lordaeron muttered a few words, turning his attention back to Leon.

At this moment, Li Ang was standing in place, looking at him quietly.

Lordaeron narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of murderous intent, "Since you don't want to surrender, then I will kill you with my own hands." ”

He took a deep breath, clenched his fist with his right hand, and used his fighting energy with all his might, and slammed it towards Leon's chest.

The fighting spirit turned into a thick and hideous bronze dragon shape, with a howling wind, opened its bloody mouth, and went straight to Li Ang's throat to bite.

"Roar!"

With the dragon's groan, the bronze dragon's sharp teeth instantly pierced Li Ang's throat.

"Hmm......"

Leon clutched his neck and took a few steps back, gasping for breath as bright red liquid dripped down his fingers and fell to the ground.

"Huh...... Heh......"

Lordanlun's pupils contracted, and he looked at Leon's chest, revealing a look of shock, "You're actually unscathed?" ”

Leon grinned, revealing a mocking smile, "What do you think?" ”

“……”

Lordaeron's face was gloomy to the extreme.

His strength is definitely above Li Ang, and it stands to reason that the dragon tooth fist just now is enough to blast Li Ang's head, and there will not even be scum left.

But the truth is...... Leon only broke two ribs and spit out a few molars, but he didn't lose his mobility!

"What kind of defense is this?"

Lordaeron frowned and thought about it, and suddenly remembered, "By the way, you're not a wizard!" ”

He had heard a rumor about wizards before they were said to have a special ability to be immune to physical damage before they advanced to the legendary stage.

And the ability that Leon just showed was completely consistent with immunity to physical damage.

Could it be ...... Is Leon already a legendary-level wizard?

"Nope! That's impossible! ”

Lordaeron shook his head again, "Even among the knights and wizards of the Demon and Martial Arts dual cultivation, there are very few people who can cross the legendary threshold.

Even in the history of magic, there are only a handful of people who have stepped into legends.

How can you be a legend? ”

"Oh?"

Li Ang looked at him with interest, "You stupid, you even know this."

Now that you know the power of the legend, you still dare to fight with me in melee combat?

Are you so desperate to become a skeleton? ”

Lordaeron's cheeks twitched, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

He suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake.

In this world, wizarding is a mystical profession, and no one knows their true realm.

And wizards are also classified.

The most basic wizards are only mundane and can only cast simple healing magic;

The more advanced wizards are at the gold level, and can use resurrection or elementalization;

Legendary wizards are otherworldly, both physical and spiritual, transformed into a half-lich state, capable of casting magic, controlling elements, and even altering reality.

Of course, if it was the Lich King himself, even if it was only an ordinary stage, he could easily destroy the Golden Rank.

The Lich King's body fell as early as ancient times under the siege of the Scourge Legion and the Orc Army, and there are no bones left.

Therefore, these wizards can only rely on the alchemy puppets left behind to continue to be active in this world and establish their own city-state state.

"No wonder the two wizards I met before didn't know this guy very well."

Leon muttered, "However, it doesn't matter......"

He raised his arm and hooked his finger at Lordaeron.

Lordaeron was furious, and once again urged his magic power, condensing two jet-black lightning bolts and slashing at Leon.

Lightning pierced the sky and instantly arrived at Leon's front door.

Leon didn't move at all, just stretched out his left hand to block his face.

"Smack!"

Black lightning slammed into his left arm, and the explosion of thunder resounded throughout the house.

However, the power of thunder swam on the surface of Leon's skin for a few seconds, and it slowly dissipated, as if it had been swallowed up by an invisible force.

This scene made Lordaren's eyes widen, and he stared at Leon in disbelief, "What...... How so?

You...... What the hell are you? ”

Leon shrugged his shoulders, "I am who I am." ”

As the words fell, Li Ang tapped his toes on the ground and pounced on Lordaeron.

Lordaeron was caught off guard and narrowly avoided Leon's attack.

Leon's speed was so fast that he was like a ghost.

His palm rested on Lordaeron's shoulder, and five sharp claw blades popped out of his palm, stabbing into Lordaeron's shoulder blades.

"Poof."

Blood spilled.