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The Psychic Warlock couldn't help but mumble to himself.

Although he knew very well that a place like a warehouse could not be without defense, he did not expect that the defense here would be so good.

This is a defense system composed of multiple magic arrays, judging from the color of the aura, at least the magic effects of the three schools of protection, prophecy and plasticity, various runes overlap and staggered flow and flicker on it, and there are different colors of magic spirit threads connected and intertwined with each other.

Just being able to see doesn't mean anything, if it's a magic trap, Edward can rely on guessing to roughly understand the effect, avoid it, and even break it down. However, the defense circle ...... In this respect, the Psychic Warlock is a complete layman, at least half of the runes here he doesn't know at all, and there are many of the other half, but he has seen them in the Tower of Thunder, but it is not much different from not knowing it.

This magical position is too tightly connected internally, and any attack will be met with a fierce counterattack.

"This door can only be opened by the master mother, and if the subject is replaced by a priest, then at least three or more people must be present at the same time, and three people can recite the secret words at the same time to be able to break the seal. My master. A drow priest whispered. Her voice was soft, but her eyes were extremely hollow, and she was full of adoring fervor when she was looking forward to the Psychic Warlock.

"What about triggering, let's say, add a protective spell and crash it away. ”

"There are at least three layers of magic traps here, enough to kill three centurians. And it is impossible for a person to trigger all of them anyway, even if I am protected, it is impossible to trigger more than a third of the spells above, and I am already dead. ”

The priestess said meekly. Her voice was calm and natural, without the slightest hint of anger or fear. Domination, this fourth-level ability is so vicious, the kind of absolute domination power, once the mind is controlled by it, then it can only become the loyal slave of the heart messenger.

This answer made Edward secretly annoyed, he had known that this was the case, and he should have sued him. Instead of taking out the first priestess...... But even then, it's impossible to find another one.

"The First Family does have some secrets, but it's not a big deal, and their family isn't known for magic. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to get in here so smoothly. ”

Since the eldest daughter of the First Family was an impostor, the ordinary priestess who followed him was, of course, Daherne Fiblanche.

The priestess frowned tightly at the moment,

She found that she could no longer read the human mind—when the two priestesses had been killed. She thought that the other party's purpose was to cause as much chaos as possible, but now it seemed that the purpose of this confusion was to do so. It turned out to be to rob the Alberni family's treasure?

Those things may have some value, but is it worth risking? Didn't Fiblanche already promise them a certain reward? This ridiculous greed is simply ......

"Let's get out of here as soon as possible. ”

I've really underestimated the layout here. I didn't expect the other party to be in such a place, and also arranged a teleportation channel.

Still, there is nothing.

The light and shadow were on the black burqa

The woman who opened her mouth,

Even with the harsh and critical eyes of the dark elves, the Philon Mistress is definitely a beauty. She has a slender build. She has a delicate face, her light blue eyes are as pure and transparent as crystal, and her long silver hair is soft and shiny. Judging by her appearance alone, she is completely a young girl, but in fact. Mother Philen celebrated her 400th birthday last year and is already the mother of seven daughters

The voice was slow, low, and sounded as harsh as the wind blowing through some crack in the ground, as if ringing in the ears of everyone who listened. With the voice, a figure in heavy robes walked around the corner of the hall and into the center of the hall.

His broad shoulders showed his masculine status, but he clearly had a considerable status, and even in front of the Drow's matriarch, he still had this arrogant gesture, except that a gesture nod counted as a salute. There were a few magical colors on his body, apparently wearing some kind of magical item, but it didn't look very powerful. However, Edward secretly raised his vigilance in his heart, and he seemed to be able to feel the strong momentum of the other party.

"We can talk. ”

The viper snaked and swirled over the adamantite handle in the priest's hand, hissing and screeching. The sound of the pure gold scimitar and the raiser unsheathed was almost a single sound—the people who could stand in this hall were all high-ranking nobles, and among the dark elves whose strength was supreme, there were not many people whose strength did not match their status.

At the head of the city, at intervals crouched a monstrous demon statue that looked like a hybrid of a vulture and a human, with well-developed muscles and huge gray wings, as well as a long neck, and a vulture head on it.

This is Flo, a low-level demon in the abyss, sinister and ferocious, who likes to pounce on its prey from a high position. But in such a close place, it is not necessarily very advantageous, so Edward stands very steady, without fear.

If someone is deliberately creating chaos, then it is not surprising that there are other plans.

**Shi seems to be just an honorific title, and this guy is just a high-level mage. Not to mention Albert, he is far from Tesla's level.

Their numbers, though, are clearly a tricky one. There are pastors to help. What's more, this is still their territory......

Thoughts flickered in Edward's mind, but his expression did not change in the slightest, it was still the same contemptuous smile, as if all the qi qi was in his hands.

"Elemental Transformation?" "Drow Mage's face was full of disbelief...... "...... you"

Among the eight major factions of magic, the Plastic Energy Department is almost regarded as an extreme representative by ordinary people, and they are often a group with extremely powerful attack power. It's just that their attack power is somewhat flawed after all, for example. Even if a sculptor who is good at the flame realm can use flame manipulation to the extreme, he may be at a loss when faced with a scene where he must make ice.

Of course, the wisdom of the mages has accumulated over thousands of years. It is destined that they will be able to overcome most of the weaknesses, otherwise the Sculpting faction would have been unexplored for a long time - back in the days of the Magic Empire, mages invented an ability called Elemental Mastery, and once mastered, the Sculpting spells used by mages at that time. You can transform among the six energies as you like. Unleash a fireball that can be transformed into a large cloud of acid, or sound waves, or lightning. Not only can you increase your attack power, but you can also deal with more

But this element converts. But it's not something that ordinary mages can touch, and it has to be raised to the point of reaching the pinnacle of magical attainment. From the appearance to the essence, only the best master who truly grasps the rules behind it can master it. Those who can use it are all real ** teachers and university scholars.

And this human, does he really have that kind of power?

The ensuing terrifying corrosion caused the creature to roar wildly, swaying back like a wheel, its gray-green body burned into a ridiculous gray-black, and then coated in a dull blue with blood...... The bone-spurred, somewhat majestic head was pitted with acid, and the yellow eyes of a reptilian creature had fallen out of its sockets, and it was dried and shriveled by a bunch of charred flesh hanging on the same black face.

To be precise, this is energy displacement......

Psychic warlocks are not as colorful as mages in the mobilization of energy, but psychic power is good at manipulation, and they have a special specialty for energy changes, they don't need any skills at all, as long as they use mental power to make subtle adjustments, they can complete the manifestation of any energy, this ability level called energy ball only has four rings, but it can be converted between the four elements of cold, thunder, fire and sound waves. Burning psionic points can supercharge it and even increase its damage even further.

Of course, a blow that hit the Flomo was already the limit of Edward's ability, but at the moment he just flicked his fingers with ease, and his silver eyes gleamed in the shadow of the hood, staring at the elderly drow as if he had more than enough time to spare.

"I'm a person who doesn't like to kill. He shook his head and said slowly, "So, I think we might as well find a suitable way to solve our problem." ”

Don't like killing?

The drow exchanged a disdainful look at each other, looking at the ablated, scorched, or bloodied bodies of the drow that had fallen around him, and no one would take this human's words seriously...... But no one would want to expose this lie - it was obviously not worth it to complain at the cost of his own life.

"First of all, I will leave this place, but accordingly, you must ensure that all those who remain of the Second Family now, including warriors and slaves, leave Shammas safely. ”

"Daydreaming, humans!, the remnants of the Spider Queen must be sacrificed!" The head mother of the first family said coldly.

"So, can you stop me from leaving, and how sure are you that you can stop the Second Family from leaving?"

The Psychic Warlock lifted his gaze, and the subtle tentacles of the mind slowly stretched to climb the drow woman's head, and then carefully invaded every corner of her spirit. "As for the sacrifice...... If my guess is correct, most of the priests of the Second Family have already been sacrificed to the Spider Queen, right? Now, for the sake of the remaining hundreds of remnants, who will inevitably be killed, you and I will fight to defeat both sides? Doesn't seem like a good idea, doesn't it? Two or three hundred drow and some slaves, and the drow civilians who have become wanderers in Shammath in ten years are probably more than that, right?

"Lose both? Do you think you have the qualifications?" the Drow Mistress sneered, her fingertips trembling slightly, but she couldn't hide Edward's eyes: "The blessing given to us by the goddess is beyond your imagination, the small loss you have caused. It's simply insignificant!"

"Bestow......" the human said slowly.

"Why don't I remember that the Queen Spider is such a generous goddess, as long as she gets enough pleasure, she won't care about the rest of the things?" he sneered, "Yes, you will be rewarded for sacrificing those betrayers, but are you sure that the reward will get you through the rest of the difficulties?"

In that human's soft voice. As if with a sharp magic, the Drow Mistress's heartbeat couldn't help but skip a beat.

That statement, I have to say, completely hit the hidden worry in her heart. The goddess, who is willful to the extreme, really never bothered to manage, and the difficulties encountered by her followers - good work is rewarded, and as for asking for help, it can only attract the disgust of the goddess!

"I need benefits, but I can also provide you with a lot of benefits. "Human rhetoric. Still unhurried, melodious, but magical;" Slaves, for example. ”

This time, Mistress Drow's eyebrows furrowed.

Of course she already knew. What did the other party do, in fact, if it wasn't for the first time to ask the spider queen. She should have been on her way to chase the slaves with her troops—they were so necessary for Shamath. Losing it won't cause the city to collapse immediately, but it will take a heavy hit.

"Oh, of course, there are other people who are interested in these slaves, like the gray dwarves. ”

In the hall, it was extremely quiet for a while.

When the human's voice fell, almost everyone could hear the subtle sound of the mistress's gnashing of teeth—dozens of pairs of drow's eyes, all staring at the human with hatred, as if they wanted to see through his body, how could they come up with it, how could they come up with such a bold proposal?

Stop there, give you enough slaves, and avoid threats?

How could those slaves have fled without the presence of you, an unrelated human being? How could the first family have suffered such a loss if a family in a city had been wiped out? How could Shammas have reached the brink of an existential crisis in such a city?

This is simply outrageous! Human beings would even identify the dark elves as evil creatures? If the murder and calculation of the dark elves are evil, then how can the evil in this guy in front of him, such a shameless threat, be calculated?

Edward raised the corners of his mouth and smiled ill-intentioned—in front of him, the expression of the Drow Mistress was still faint, as if she didn't care at all, but the anger in her heart, if it could be materialized, could almost incinerate the Psychic Warlock to ashes along the invisible spiritual thread.

But what this human man said was true,

The Grey Dwarves and the Dark Elves have been annoyed neighbors since ancient times, and if they learn of the emptiness of the city and don't immediately mobilize an army, it can be regarded as a spider queen with incredible power.

Without the help of their slaves, will the Drow be able to hold a city? If they lose the city, will the goddess's character spare the souls of these people? And how many lives of the Drow will be left behind after the city is broken, and even if they can retreat, how much more will they have to reinvest in regaining the size of Fù Shammas?

These thoughts surged through the heart of the Drow Mistress for a moment

The spirit of the caster is far more tenacious than ordinary people, and it is difficult to invade, but the structure of the spirit is only the shape of an eggshell, which is tenacious when it is complete, and once it is broken a little, then the others will become fragments of a place.

Let it doubt, let it turbulent, let it fall apart......

With a short syllable, the purple luster condensed at his fingertips, and then the light and shadow in the space distorted, condensing into a purple-black sword! When a figure in the aura was slowly revealed, the sword of Demon Duncan had also raised an angle, quietly ready to strike—just one thought was enough to cut anyone in two.

He raised his head slightly, his gaze reaching out of the deep darkness, and then spat out a vague and mysterious character...... From the palm of his hand that poked out of his burqa slightly, a large purple arcane jet gushed out! condensed into purple-black magic balls that slid down one after another! These orbs pierced the night sky like fireworks, bringing up brilliant bands of light, but the black itself carried a terrifying coldness that directly penetrated the soul!

Magic missiles are just a tool for apprentices, but they can still be very powerful in the hands of a high-level mage, and they can form an enhanced spell called Missile Storm by invoking the energy of a higher level of magic net. In particular, the speed and speed range are super large, which is very suitable for sneak attacks.

Of course, it was expected, and she only raised her hand to let the wave of spells disappear in a blue light. Then the hall was cold and windy, and the ice crystals shimmered in the darkness with a brilliant blue sheen—a luster that was undoubtedly deadly, and the whirling ice was far more powerful than the heavy crossbow. And the cold that spreads like a poison is even more terrifying. However, this didn't do anything for Drow's chief mage, and he didn't even make any movements, and the ice edge that flew towards him disappeared in a wave of green light. (To be continued......)

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