Among the twelve warlocks in the field who were casting spells, Yennefer, Syl, Sabina, and Frigila, whom she had seen from afar in Towcente.

Four of the future sorceress members of the guild were caught here, and counting the other fish that slipped through the net, it can only be said that the sorceress was born with a stronger pursuit of power.

Looking at the clothes on Ye Naifa's body, they are still the same as they were when he was in the town, only a little embarrassed by the battle, it seems that the fallen humans have not had time to inflict atrocities on the sorceress in order to complete the tasks of their masters.

It's not clear what happened to the others, but at least Geralt, the good brother, will feel better when he wakes up.

Wayne thought so, but he didn't act rashly, not to mention whether his strength was possible to deal with twelve fallen warlocks at the same time, and in the face of these elite warlocks who were corrupted by the power of hell, they had their own connections and networks in various countries, if the killer was killed, in addition to being a little unbearable in his heart, he might also be hated by many people afterwards and cause unnecessary resentment.

But if he can save these twelve people, it will be of great help to him in the future to build up his own forces in the entire north.

The thought in his mind flashed, and Wayne's eyes began to search carefully around the entire rift, trying to find the unlucky guy who was possessed by the evil god of the other world, or had been possessed by the evil god of the other world.

According to the clues he found before, this person is likely to be a member of the Supreme Council, and he is also the mastermind behind the planning of this bounty competition.

He searched around the crack for a long time, but unfortunately, he didn't see anyone else except the twelve Fallen Warlocks who were casting spells with all their might.

Wayne frowned when he saw this, the area of the spatial rift was so important, couldn't the clone of the evil god stay here?

After a careful glance around the field, there was still no gain.

Just as he was thinking about whether to change places, or look around, Wayne suddenly felt an eerie dark magic that was surging towards his vest, so fast that his body didn't even have time to react.

There was no way, Wayne's thought flashed, and he immediately activated the ability to flicker, and his body disappeared instantly, appearing in mid-air seven or eight meters away, and at the same time, because he was out of the range of the invisibility cloak, he appeared in front of the enemy out of thin air.

The stone pillar he had just been on was enveloped in a pitch-black flame, and it was burning.

Since he had no time to calculate the spatial coordinates, he could only choose a place that was as empty as possible, so as not to cause a tragedy due to a teleportation error.

However, the enemy seemed to have been prepared for his flashing ability, and before he could fall from mid-air to the ground, another ball of light like a magic missile had already flown to Wayne's chest at an extremely fast speed.

Between the calcium carbide sparks, feeling that the magic contained in this magic ball of light was not particularly powerful, Wayne felt a pang in his heart, and did not activate the magic shield of the newly obtained banshee veil on his body, but let the ball of light hit his chest.

There was a loud bang.

It was as if he had been hit by a solid cannonball, and for a moment, Wayne only felt that the bones in his chest were broken, and his body flew upside down under the influence of the huge force, leaping a distance of seven or eight meters, and slammed into the stone pillar, causing the stone pillar to fly into debris.

An uncontrollable stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and at the same time, he could see what the person who had just attacked him looked like.

It was a middle-aged man dressed somewhat like an Indian, with a turban on his head, an ordinary appearance, dark eyes, unable to see the location of his pupils, wheat-colored skin, holding a staff in his hand, floating in mid-air, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's funny, an invisible little mouse that can sneak up here."

"I really don't know whether to live or die."

"However, your bloodline and those strange powers in you interest me a little."

"If you are caught, I can mercifully spare your life, how about it?"

Hearing the mysticist's speech, Wayne did not speak, and the guardian power bestowed by the goddess of the forest was quickly repairing his injuries.

He feigned a pained expression on his face, but his eyes were watching the man who could speak at will, and whose face had not yet been corrupted by the forces of hell.

Unfortunately, he didn't know the name of the person in front of him, and he couldn't determine whether the person in front of him was his target through the information available.

However, in the case that the other warlocks have been controlled and have become like marionettes, this peculiar guy in front of him can not only see through his invisibility cloak, but also use flying magic and powerful magic at will, which is obviously not an ordinary character.

Thinking of this, Wayne decided to take a gamble.

The movement just now is too big, no matter what the identity of the person on the other side is, after killing him, find a way to take Ye Naifa away, and the follow-up will be talked about later, so you can't drag it out here for too long.

So, a smile appeared on his face, and while secretly turning on the ability of aberration evolution, he opened his mouth and said:

"I'm willing to surrender!"

As soon as these words were spoken, before the man on the other side could react, he activated his flickering ability again, and at the same time pulled out his sword of oath victory from the spatial bracelet, and at an extraordinary speed, the moment it appeared above the man's head, he slashed at him from top to bottom.

There was a flash of sword light, followed by the sound of splitting the air.

However, when the sword went down, it was slashed into the air.

In the midst of this calcium carbide fire, the man also used a technique similar to teleportation, appearing on the ground five or six meters away.

As he waved his staff, he said in a playful voice:

"I guessed you little mouse was not honest."

"Forget it, let's kill you, and then torture your soul."

After speaking, his staff pointed at Wayne, and a thunderbolt slashed down from the sky, and Wayne in mid-air had just fallen from six or seven meters to the ground, and he couldn't dodge at all.

He carried the lightning again, forcibly endured the burning and stinging sensation all over his body, and his body burst out with all its strength without stopping, and even directly stepped on the ground into two deep pits, as if like a human cannonball, and rushed towards the mysterious warlock again.

However, in the few seconds that Wayne landed, the other party had already prepared an even more powerful attack magic.

A dark black skeleton ball with electric light, half a meter in size, quickly took shape in front of this man, and with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, he swung his staff directly at Wayne.

This is a powerful death magic, under the control of his powerful strength, it is enough to directly melt an elephant into blood and water, if the other party will be stupid enough to use the flesh to carry it, there is absolutely no way to live.

And even if the other party wants to dodge, but this spell has the ability to track, and the speed is also very fast, and it is difficult to be dodged without pre-preparation.

However, at the moment when this magic was issued, I saw Wayne's left hand raised slightly, and the voice of the machine disappeared in a flash.

The expression on the face of the mysterious warlock wearing a turban suddenly froze, and a crossbow arrow forged from an unknown metal actually pierced directly through the death magic he emitted, and then instantly pierced through the magic shield he placed around his body, directly through his chest, and came out of his back.

The bolt even interfered with the next magic he was about to release the moment it passed through his body, causing a magical backlash effect in his body.

And before he could shake off this backlash effect, he cast a teleportation magic to dodge somewhere else.

The strong man he called the little mouse just now directly broke through his skeleton-type death magic with a layer of dark blue shield, and appeared in front of him in an instant at a rather exaggerated speed.

The gorgeous two-handed greatsword, which was more than a meter long, slashed through an arc of sword light, with a strong sound of breaking the air, from top to bottom, directly splitting him in half from the center of his body.

In an instant, before Wayne could feel the joy of defeating a strong enemy, a strong soul wave swept out from the corpse in front of him, as if it was like a shock wave, directly knocking him out.

However, before he could stand up, an extremely powerful dark force suddenly emerged from the body of the mysterious warlock who had been split in half by him.

At the same time, a voice full of anger and terror erupted from that dark force.

"Damn mortal, you've pissed me off!"

(End of chapter)