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Dora couldn't help but shudder, and she stared at Lance's eyes in a daze, with the illusion of vertigo.

By the time she recovered from the terrifying abyss-like situation, all she was left with was a straight back.

He stopped trembling and walked firmly towards the Grey-Eyed Cultists outside the camp.

"This guy ......" Landry couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes: "He is worthy of being a person who can kill the hooded man, no wonder there will be a third-level wizard to accept him as a disciple, that feeling just now, is it spiritual magic?"

"It's not spirit magic!" said the barbarian wizard thoughtfully, "That's ...... A simple desire to kill. ”

"You mean......" Dora vaguely understood.

"He seems to have been suppressed for a long time. Sacra hesitated for a moment before she said slowly, "He feels like he has something in him that doesn't belong to him...... But we are safe for the time being, because his will is also very strong. ”

......

Forriland's eyes narrowed, but his heart was not as calm as he appeared.

"Forbidden Demon Samurai, give it to me. He shouted in a deep voice, "Everyone put a spell mark on him, let him see our strength!"

"His Highness Pandora is immortal!" all the Grey-Eyed Cultists shouted in unison.

When Lance walked out of the camp, he was greeted by a whole platoon of fully equipped forbidden warriors!

Unless they are hit to the point, these forbidden warriors are extremely resistant to magic. They held shields and long knives in their hands. Roaring wildly, he rushed towards Lance.

At the same time, several of the advanced apprentices in front of him also put their spell marks on Lance.

In an instant, Lance sensed that at least four high-level apprentices were rapidly brewing spells-

Wait, not brewing quickly, but already released!

Lance looked up in some surprise, and when the four spell marks landed on him, four black lights shot down like shadows.

"What a fast cast speed!"

This speed caught Lance off guard, and he could only barely block it with the Bileg Rotation Force Field.

Four black rays of light hit Lance's body, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body.

"It's [Deadly Black Light]! Hell, this is clearly a first-level spell. Why are they casting spells so fast!" Landry's face was extremely pale. These gray-eyed cultists are just too weird.

At this time, Dora said in a low voice: "It turns out that the legend is true. ”

"Huh?" the rest of the group looked at her.

Dora thought for a moment and explained, "These people, if I'm not mistaken. They are all mortals who have no talent to become wizards!"

"This can't be!" Valerie wondered, "how can mortals master spells? ”

"The blood of the true gods. Sacra suddenly spoke, "They gain the ability to use spells by taking the blood of the true gods...... If I'm not mistaken. Another name for the blood of the true gods is ......"

"Pandora virus. ”

......

The four deadly black lights didn't hurt Lance too much. This came as a bit of a surprise to him.

"The casting speed is very fast, but the spell strength seems to be only one-third of that of normal spells. Lance moved his muscles, and the demon's heart gave him a powerful physical ability to quickly recover from the damage. Plus he's a wizard himself. The resistance to spells was not bad, so much so that the four deadly black lights basically didn't affect him much.

At this time, several forbidden demon warriors who rushed to the forefront roared and killed.

A killing intent flashed in Lance's eyes, and several spell marks fell on him.

Forry Land showed a hint of pride: "This kid has good spell resistance, but it is impossible to break through such an encirclement!"

The wizards of the Gray-Eyed Cultists continued to mark their spell marks and remember their hands, ready to continue using their spells.

Who knew that the next moment, Lance's figure suddenly became ethereal and ethereal!

Forriland's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw a phantom like a gale, directly passing through the gap between the forbidden demon warriors, and his speed was so fast that ordinary people's eyesight could not keep up with his movements!

"What kind of spell is this!" Forriland's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but roar angrily, "Quickly use a spell to attack him!"

Everyone looked dazed.

One of the Grey-Eyed Cultists had the audacity to speak, "Lord Forriland...... We—we can't seem to mark him......"

How can it be!

Forryland was furious. He took out his staff and began to chant in a low voice.

However, Lance's speed was even faster than he had imagined, and before he could finish chanting his incantation, there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen!

Lance's figure gradually appeared, and he actually plunged into Forry Land's arms!

The second-level wizard screamed in pain, and the whole ground was knocked out of the air, but Lance did not pursue, but let go of Forry Land, and one sideways, a signature molten ray shot out of the air!

Bang!

A gray-eyed cultist didn't have time to dodge, and his head blossomed directly.

The rest of the people were shocked, and they began to look for cover, but unfortunately, Lance's speed was not something they could resist at all, without the cover of the forbidden demon warriors, this forest was Lance's world!

"Ahh

On the other side, the familiar fireball technique unleashed continuously, finally smashing a Grey-Eyed Cultist who was caught off guard into charcoal.

The forbidden demon warriors chased back one after another, but unfortunately, what was waiting for them was three consecutive rounds of ruthless Bileg flying knives-

Lance appeared behind the samurai like a ghost, and unleashed the long-prepared throwing knife with a blank face, reaping their lives like a straw!

These forbidden warriors have a strong resistance to witchcraft, but the Bileg throwing knife. It is composed entirely of force fields, and can be used to kill and damage forbidden warriors most effectively.

A rain of blood floated silently, and in the blink of an eye, the heads of more than a dozen forbidden demon warriors fell in circles and rolled to the side.

Forryland struggled to his feet from the grass, his face terrified.

The rest of the high-level apprentices were even more frightened without the arrogance just now, and Lance's killing efficiency was really terrifying!

However, in the first round of the fight, he killed three Gray-Eyed Cultists and almost two-thirds of the Forbidden Demon Warriors.

"Damn boy. I'm going to kill you!"

The second-level wizard strode out of the grass, the tip of his staff aimed at Lance. Spells rang out.

Brilliant blue glow. Erupted from the tip of the staff.

......

"Perverted movement speed, perverted movement casting, perverted casting accuracy, perverted magic ......" Landry shook his head helplessly, his face full of frustration: "It's ...... that I'm lucky enough to be in an adventurous team with this kind of guy who is enough to be named after [Monster]."

"Agreed. Valerie said silently, "I thought that the gap between us free mages and the wizards of the three major wizarding organizations was only in resources...... When Mr. Lance was seen killing the hooded man in the Bronze Dragon Square. I don't think he's like that. ”

The crowd was silent. When Field was killed. Doubts about Reims are still kept.

That's because they didn't experience firsthand what it was like to fight Lance face-to-face. Field is actually strong enough. With his strength, he is fully qualified to compete in the main competition of the Blood Sail Battle. It's just a pity that he met Lance.

Lance, who has two powerful weapons, the chip and the demon heart, far surpasses most first-level wizards in terms of starting point. Although his spell factor sensitivity is insufficient. There will eventually be hidden dangers and bottlenecks in the future, but under the threshold of a first-level wizard, there are very few people who can resist him.

"No, you think highly of the three major wizarding organizations. Landry smiled bitterly and said, "I'm from Rainbow Island, but I promise you that apart from Christine of the Apocalypse Family and a few guys who are also monsters, the others are definitely not Mr. Lance's opponents." ”

"But that Forry Land is a second-level wizard...... Valerie said a little worriedly, "There is an insurmountable gap between a second-level wizard and a first-level wizard. ”

"Nope. Dora shook her head and said, "If it's a real second-level wizard, Lance doesn't have so many opportunities to make a move calmly. ”

"These wizards who rely on taking the blood of the true god to control the amount of mana will be deficient in the power of their spells. In other words, although this Forry Lander's magic power has exceeded 100 points, his spell strength is estimated to be not much different from that of a first-level wizard. Reims has a chance. ”

......

The azure light flickered, and a huge python roared out of the blue light.

The python had a waist as thick as a bucket, a stiff head, and a large amount of viscous green liquid.

Where the python crawled, all the plants immediately rotted and withered.

"Death Eating Python in the Plaguelands......" Lance looked around, under the control of Forry Land, this Death Eating Python did not attack immediately, but centered on Lance and used its huge body to surround Lance.

"I wanted to use the corpse fluid of the Death Python to limit my speed. He immediately understood Forriland's intentions.

This guy must have been frightened by Lance's speed to use such a tactic.

Under the cover of the Death Eating Python, the remaining Gray-Eyed Cultists mustered up their courage and sneaked over.

One of the daring ones even tried to throw a spell mark back on Lance.

Lance's backhand was a fireball that knocked him off the tree and nearly broke his bones.

"These first-level wizards are just too weak. Lance felt the surging magic in his body, but there was some vigilance in his heart.

However, he was not ready to stop at this time, these Gray-Eyed Cultists experimenting on the Green Goblin were already abhorrent, the positions of the two sides were clear, and the situation of the conflict could not be changed. In that case, he was ready to kill!

"Boy, you are so arrogant!" Foreland commanded the Death Python with a hideous face, and scolded, "You have angered me, and I am not going to leave you time to leave a last word." ”

"As it happens, so did I. Lance smiled coldly, and a small iron box was held in the palm of his hand.

In the next second, the iron box suddenly opened, and countless tiny rays of light flew out of the box.

With Lance as the center, it was as if countless thin orange-yellow lines were suddenly wandering over the bodies of the Death Eater Python and the gray-eyed cultists further out. (To be continued......)