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Of course, Edward didn't disappear from his opponents. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

There are too many questions in my mind, so many that I have to take a little risk, not to mention, even if the horse is hidden now, it may not be able to grasp the initiative.

"First of all, a nice raid. ”

At this time, it is impossible to get an answer to a question like 'Who are you?' or 'Why are you attacking me?' - it will only make the other person understand your ignorance and become wary of it, and think like 'you died of ignorance'.

As for recognizing the wrong person, between men, there is only a fortunate meeting without misunderstanding, and it is not a boring comic plot, and it is impossible to recognize the wrong opponent for no reason, not to mention, being treated in a nirvana way, such a situation is not a misunderstanding, it can be explained clearly.

"While the power of the artifact can defend against most detections, even those of divine power, it is not completely undetectable...... Just like a fox walking on the ground, even if it disappears, the footprints will eventually leave traces, but most people will ignore its form, and only a few people will be able to pay attention, not to mention, you are still the one who triggered the artifact reaction and unlocked the seal. ”

The red-robed man sneered, but he didn't move, and seemed to have 100% control over the scene.

Well, first thing is sure.

"I know a lot...... I didn't expect you to know in such detail, but how do you know that your actions are not self-defeating?" Edward smiled and poked his dagger out of his cuff, confirming the other party's speculation, but also leading it astray. "That's why you're willing to go far? But that's not going to be a reason for you to defeat me......"

"Put away your bravado and find you, although the price is not small, but it is worth it...... After all, the person who can get its approval and pick it up will not appear so lightly, and not everyone can open the memory attached to the face. ”

It seems that I am not the only one? But between the words, I'm afraid I can only hear this Cheng dù.

"So...... You're really lucky, but unfortunately, how long can this luck last?" Edward asked rhetorically, lowering his head slightly, hiding the light in his eyes, and at the same time concentrating the power he could summon into the spiritual ability of 'probing thoughts'.

Luckily, the battle between the knights and the werewolves behind them was heating up, and the beasts were quick to move, but in the face of the swords in the hands of a dozen well-coordinated knights, they could only roar wildly - just to hide the subtle hum of the manifestation.

The consciousness on the surface of the mind usually changes very quickly and is fleeting, but when the target of the probing is mentally focused, it will naturally cause some relevant information to move.

'Flashes of Truth', 'Tour of the Law', 'Perception of Location', 'Witch', 'Intelligence Division'......

A series of perceptions flowed through the mind, but they lasted for a very short time—almost a few words flashed in the blink of an eye, and then they fell into nothingness, and the opponent snapped

Looking up, he seemed to sense something

Toughness of heart.

"It's not just you...... This bastard is also stalling for time. ”

The Spirit Crystal Servant does not see the world with its eyes, so its senses are far beyond the scope of ordinary people: "That guy is locking your position just now, preparing to give you a surprise attack, but you should pay attention, he is a psionic user, I'm afraid he is a psionic warrior, and this kind of trick that suddenly appears in the space is their favorite." ”

Edward bent his body quietly on the surface, but his heart inevitably sank a little, if there were psionic users among the other party, then they must not be ignorant of this power, and the ways of dealing with it would become more diverse.

But what is even more troublesome is the forces behind the other party.

The Ring Ritual is an ability to cast stronger spells with multiple mage powers, but there is a requirement that the abilities of multiple casters cannot be too different, and the more advanced the spells used, the more amazing the corresponding consumption.

And perceiving location - this magic is a well-known thing, and if Edward's memory is not wrong, it is a prophecy spell with up to eight rings.

You must know that although the depth of contact with the magic net is an important factor in measuring the strength of the mage, the transcription spells in the spell are also equally important, especially those spells that have come into contact with the **ring magic net, almost all of them are monopolized by each ** master tower in the treasury, and it is difficult to circulate, not to mention the light yì show people, even if it is a magical country like Tuminis, the magic in the magic academy is not copied at no cost.

Flipping through his memories, his body was moving slightly, and the Spirit Crystal Servant was his second eye, directing him to constantly destroy the angles set by the raiders in the rear.

This stalemate, intentionally or unintentionally, lasted for a few seconds, and then the opponent in the red robe finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to use the offensive to create opportunities for himself.

The slight smell of burnt flesh dispersed with the wind, and the flames visible to the naked eye rose from his opponent's body, forming a scorching wind around him, as if the cloak on his body had come to life because of it, and with the shaking of the cloth, it transformed into four heads of fire, which were violently twisted towards the center.

"I x" Edward couldn't help but let out a strange scream, although he knew a lot about magic, but it was the first time he had seen such a fire effect like an arm and a finger - if it was a magic tentacle, it would be normal, but elemental magic has always pursued explosive power and neglected control, and the only ones are not extremely effective delays or something?

Of course, there was no time for him to sigh and think about the mysteries, and the terrifying flames were already blocking most of the space.

On the other side, a gray figure had already glided through the space......

The assassin-type enemy had appeared silently behind Edward, and between his movements, it seemed that there was no need to take a step at all, but a ghostly drift out of thin air, and his slender body was wrapped in a blue-gray short robe, looming in the gray mist

, only the two sharp blades of the long sword and dagger in his hand, one left and one right, the luster flashed, and it turned out to be a terrifying green

Fierce poison.

If Edward moves forward and moves to the left, he will be entangled by the tentacles of the flames, to the right will be the slash of the sword, and if he is backward, he will face the dagger, the burst of flames, the dagger, the sword...... A perfect combination of weapons and magic, points and faces, unless you can cut through the void, the enemies in it seem to be doomed?

Unfortunately, the fact that they work together does not mean that they share the same brain.

"You go to the right"

Edward exhaled.

The sound is disassembled, reforged, and the moment it is emitted has been changed.

The tone and tone are seven or eight points similar, and at this time it is enough to have a slight flaw in the original seamless cooperation, not much, just a second of hesitation.

In full effect, Edward flipped on his side, narrowly passing between the two tongues of fire, and before leaving the ground, he stepped out into a faint ripple and rolled towards the opponent's calf.

The counterattack caused the red-robed man to stagger for a moment, and the flames could not be pursued in time, but it had no effect on the assassin, his body floating in the air was incredibly dexterous, and the sword had already stopped Edward's body in the air, but it only made a piercing crunch on the iron glove

Before he could react, the terrible pain had already burst through his mind, making him involuntarily let out a sharp scream, well, it seems that it should be called her, but Edward will not hesitate, with the help of the power of this sword, he turned in the air, and a horizontal kick has already hit the back of the opponent's head, causing her to roll directly and hit the ground

It's too shallow

The kicks in the air with the power of twisting his waist alone, even with the help of self-hypnosis and psionic tendons, are limited in power after all - if it is on the ground, Edward is confident that he can break the opponent's neck with one kick, but now he can only watch the woman roll on the ground and regain her body.

However, being hit by a side kick to the medulla oblongata is impossible for anyone to be indifferent, and the concussion of the brain is enough to destroy the body's delicate sense of balance.

"It's a psychic ability, this guy ...... too"

"With such pitiful strength, and you want to struggle like this, I really admire your perseverance. The red-robed man stopped his companion's words, and said in a cold voice: "It's a pity, it's far worse than I imagined......

The flames rose in his body, and the original four fires also separated more tentacles, covering his surroundings in a dark red, gradually blackening light, and the hot air flowed, but the firelight was like a phantom, and the people in it would not produce a trace of disturbance at all.

"Actually, it's pretty much the same, as far as I know, it's a bad habit not to give your best in battle...... Be careful, don't let me escape, or will you be confident that you will be able to go deep into Tumenes to find me?no, as long as I leave, you may not be able to find me again?"

Silently swiped it on his waist, returned the dagger to the sheath, and drew the magic missile staff in his hand, long

The sleeves of the robe concealed it, and it looked like a dagger. The left hand slowly reached to the lower back, and from there the metal artifact was plucked and the shell was bounced. But Edward didn't forget that this ability to manipulate the opponent with a sneer is not ordinary magic, so there is a price to pay, if it is not an automatic attack, then the caster has to pay full attention.

Provoking him can lead to flaws.

The changes behind him were teleported into the mind by the spirit crystal servant, and the figure of the holy warrior was the center of it, but the five werewolves on the other side had obviously received some kind of order, and were going all out to entangle this great enemy, their muscles and muscles brought terrifying power, even with their bare hands, they dared to collide with the blade, and the terrifying wound that was deep in the bones could stop the bleeding in a few breaths, and although Elena who was entangled in light and flames was also extraordinarily powerful, the other party chose to confront her long sword head-on, with the advantage of weight and size, and entangled her in place, not an inch

"What are you doing?

Then, a cold breath grabbed the mind of the Psychic Warlock from behind—it felt like being stared at from behind by an emotionless gaze, and a cold sweat broke out on the back.

The disturbance in the space brought gray shadows, sloppy, gray, with an air of decay, almost like zombies. But a long wooden staff brought him an aura that was far more dangerous than that of zombies.

"Elphons, isn't your mission to kill as many Tumenes as possible?"

The skin on this face has completely dried up. All that remains is a sparse ground of grayish-white hair, with paper-pale skin attached to the skull. You can even clearly distinguish every calcified edge and fine line on the cheekbones through the skin. And with the voice. Open the jaws of the earth, and in this face instantly, countless fine folds gathered.

But incredibly, he still seems to be a living man.

Being able to use any door naturally represents the ability to touch the magic of the four rings, but the necromancer in front of him is obviously not so simple.

Lower-tier spellcasters vs. high-tier spellcasters usually don't have a chance to win, and spell wins, tactical choices, different perks, and equipment that can be used can all affect the final outcome of a battle. But normally, the huge difference between the power of high-level spells and low-level spells is enough to offset all kinds of variables, if the casting ability is less than two rings, then the win rate becomes very slim, of course, some extreme cases are not considered in this case, such as a high-level mage who has just gone through a vicious battle, or a theorist who has no combat experience at all.

Or the opponent's spell slots have already consumed a lot, but an enemy who uses necromancy must be an extremely experienced person.

The figure in the red robe didn't say a word, but the light of the fire suddenly changed, becoming more dim, and the flying flames writhed in the air, turning into a rune-like luster

So the surrounding space shook

Countless small voices mingled into a clamor of voices, and the flames turned out to be a door connecting the two interfaces, and several short shadows hissed and screamed, leaping out of the door

Although they were short, they obviously had nothing to do with the word weak, on the contrary, they were surprisingly muscular in their human-like bodies, and they had some white and blood-stained bone rods in their hands.

One of the devils managed to catch it, and then it was flanked by the other two. The other failed to be caught by the clumsy shadow monsters and rolled into the river. The two devils swooped down at full speed, grabbed the gem and hit each other with their heads in a ridiculous way, falling all the way into the water. After a while they floated, gasping for breath and making a splash, still clutching the gem in their hands. They stared at its purple glow, breathing heavily, as if they had never seen a treasure before, and their eyes were full of the raven's greed for shiny knick-knacks. Suddenly, the two shadow monsters began to bite and scuffle at each other, splashing water everywhere.

But apparently as a real-life martial arts skill practitioner. The Holy Warrior Land reacted more quickly. Almost as soon as the flames disappeared, the Holy Flame of the Cross Slashing Sword had been refined into a dazzling halo and stabbed towards this guy

Perhaps the counterattack was too unexpected, or perhaps the unfortunate shaman did not have a high level of intelligence. In short, when the Holy Warrior Earth Sword had already arrived in front of him. The part-time undead jerked to the side, but the action was no longer effective, and the flame sent a wound in his chest that nearly cut him in half. Then the shriveled flesh, which had no blood gushing out, spread to both sides in a disgusting mush, and the hapless creature let out a howl like a helpless girl in the face of a gangster. But it couldn't stop the light that represented positive energy from continuing to destroy his body, almost only in the blink of an eye. It has doubled the size of that terrible wound and is still to be continued

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