Chapter 107 The Great Mage

Chapter 107 The Great Mage

Opposite the phantom in the arena stood a middle-aged man with a mustache. His square face showed a resolute look. He was sitting on a horse with green fur and holding a lance in his hand. The tip of the lance flashed a cold light. The knight gave people a majestic feeling.

The two looked at each other without saying a word. Phantom rhythmically tapped the Lament of the Falling Moon with his hands, quietly waiting for the battle to begin.

As the countdown ended, Luanzhan blessed himself with light, pulled the reins, and rushed towards Phantom. Phantom summoned a snow lion, ordered it to block Luanzhan, and used the Pause spell on Luanzhan.

"Swish!" As the white light of the pause spell sank into Luanzhan's body, Luanzhan's fierce attack was stopped by the phantom.

"Fuck it, illusionist is such a disgusting profession." After the pause spell, Luanzhan cursed, thrusting his spear forward and charging at his horse.

A magic bullet shone from the Aria of Falling Moon, dealing 47 damage to Luanzhan. With the knight's strong health, this amount of damage was no different from a tickle. Luanzhan sneered disdainfully and rushed towards the snow lion.

-230, -240

The damage caused by the charge continued to float on the snow lion. Looking at the snow lion whose health value had only dropped by one tenth, Chaos was obviously stunned for a moment. The snow lion not only had a lot of blood, but also had such high defense. Looking at the blood loss prompt of the system, the snow lion pounced on him just now, knocking off nearly 300 of his blood.

Luanzhan coveted the snow lion, but he could only think about it. The number of phantom beasts produced now was too low, and the illusionist's snow lion was obviously different from the actual phantom beast. It was a summoned creature formed by the gathering of elements, so the knight, a poor magic profession, could not have such a luxury.

Luanzhan stabbed at the snow lion that was close to him, but his skill was frozen by Phantom's freezing spell, which made Luanzhan almost curse again. The knight who was used to the bold and aggressive style could not tolerate such restraint, and it was natural that he was unhappy.

"Roar!"

The snow lion roared, raised its claws again and slapped the horse's legs. Luanzhan, who had an unstable center of gravity, watched himself fall off the horse and was powerless to do anything. By the time he recovered from the freezing spell, his body had inevitably come into close contact with the ground.

Luanzhan stood up and took some red medicine to make up for the health points lost by the snow lion.

Looking at Tuanzhan who had the honor of being demoted to a spearman, Phantom enthusiastically threw a magic bullet towards Tuanzhan intimately.

"Snapped!"

The damage reduction of more than 40 was raised again, but looking at the smug face of Phantom, Luanzhan felt suffocated. It was not a question of how much damage was done, but the key point was that he, a knight, was actually beaten by a subsidiary profession, which made him feel ashamed.

Illusionists are like Ma Yingjie, who have little offensive power. They can only fully exert their advantages in large-scale gang battles or small-scale PK battles. Imagine two PK groups, one of which starts the attack and the other is interrupted. What is the concept? Not to mention the issue of winning or losing, at least the momentum is already at a disadvantage.

Phantom used various auxiliary skills to harass Chaos and find convenience for the Snow Lion's attack, but Chaos was unable to break through Phantom's restraints and could not use any skills. He could only stab the Snow Lion with a symbolic shot after the negative magic effect of Phantom on him was cleared, which could not achieve the effect of deciding life and death.

The battle between the two was very depressing. In fact, it was impossible for the illusionist and the knight to have many brilliant and gorgeous moves in a one-on-one fight. They could only fight to see who would use up the blood bottle of the melee first or the blue medicine of the phantom first.

When everyone was watching drowsily, the battle between the two finally came to an end. In the end, the two men died because their blood bottles were used up. This battle can be called a typical grinding battle.

Ma Yingjie was thinking in his heart that he must not offend professions like illusionists, otherwise he would just wait to die of depression and vomiting blood.

It was Ma Yingjie's turn to play next. After saying hello to the panting Phantom, Ma Yingjie walked into the arena.

In the fierce wind, the wind mage opposite, who was wearing a light blue mage robe, was looking at Ma Yingjie calmly. There was a hint of coldness on his delicate face, and the corners of his mouth were raised complacently, as if he was mocking or showing some other expression.

Lu Hao, who was unhappy with the wind mage, was too lazy to talk to him. In Lu Hao's words, this guy looked like he deserved a beating. He didn't have the life of Chen Shimei, but he had a scoundrel face.

As the countdown for the battle ended, Ma Yingjie suddenly smiled at the Great Mage. When the Great Mage felt strange, Ma Yingjie's instantaneous light of death had already covered him.

-121 damage floated up, causing the great magician to suffer a loss. Lu Hao threw him another meaningful smile and began to chant the spell of dark judgment.

The bone shield is strong in physical defense, but very weak in magical defense. Ma Yingjie was too lazy to waste time summoning the bone shield, so he simply chanted the spell of Dark Judgment.

Seeing that Ma Yingjie said he would start fighting, the Great Mage's face darkened. Seeing that his blood suddenly decreased by one-sixth, the Great Mage froze and summoned an advanced magic wind barrier in front of him.

The great magician was surprised by the magic damage of Lu Hao. An ordinary attack could actually make him lose so much blood. He had a lot of magic defense equipment on him, but he could still lose so much blood in this situation. The great magician felt fear of Lu Hao, as if the person standing in front of him was not a necromancer but a god of death from hell.

As the great magician finished his chanting, a transparent wall appeared half a foot in front of him. At the same time, Ma Yingjie's dark judgment was also completed.

The two magics that appeared almost simultaneously had an intimate touch, and after the collision, a crisp sound was emitted, as sharp as the sound of broken glass.

"Wow."

With a crisp sound, Ma Yingjie's magic failed, but the great magician behind the wind barrier turned pale, his lips moved slightly a few times, but no sound came out. Only he who was in it could understand the horror of the Dark Judgment.

Looking at the wind barrier with many cracks, the great magician wiped the sweat from his forehead and chanted the spell of wind blade. As a wind mage, he knew the toughness of the wind barrier better than anyone else. His proficiency in the wind barrier was not yet

Although it is not high, it can at least withstand two attacks of advanced magic before cracks appear. Lu Hao's wind barrier was shattered with just one attack, which undoubtedly shows that Lu Hao's magic damage is very strong.

Directly ignoring the two wind blades emitted by the great magician, he let the wind blades inflict -23-21 damage on his body. Lu Hao cast a dark sky curtain, and in an instant the space between the two was shrouded in black mist.

The stunned great magician opened his mouth again. In his opinion, Lu Hao was undoubtedly a monster. High magic attack and high magic defense were undoubtedly what a magician should have, because a powerful magician would usually replace his equipment with equipment that increased MP. For a magician, MP was far more important than HP. Of course, the premise was that he would not be killed.

Ma Yingjie didn't care about that. He immediately summoned two black knights and rushed into the dark sky. However, what happened next was a little unexpected for Ma Yingjie.

The Dark Sky Curtain dissipated. It was most appropriate to say that the Dark Sky Curtain dissipated itself, or was dispelled. The first time the Dark Sky Curtain failed, Ma Ying-jeou was a little dazed, and the two black knights he commanded were also dazed beside him, because Ma Ying-jeou's order was to let them enter the Dark Sky Curtain to attack the enemy, but now the Dark Sky Curtain was gone, and the black knights with low IQs had to stand there mechanically.

Feeling the comfort of the strong wind blowing on his cheeks, Ma Yingjie didn't feel the slightest bit of coolness. He cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, I forgot about this kid's storm."

The wind mage possesses the low-level magic storm. This magic seems to be very useless, but it was cleverly used by the great magician, which made Ma Yingjie admire him a little. At least he did a good job in applying what he learned.

"Necromancer, you are a powerful opponent. I am honored to fight against you." The great magician suddenly began to speak. His facial muscles did not move and his voice seemed a little cold, but his sympathy for Ma Yingjie was expressed without reservation.

"Me too, Wind Mage, you have a very deep understanding of wind magic." Ma Yingjie slapped the Devil May Cry Staff with his hand, and couldn't help but be moved.

"Thank you!" After saying these two words, the great magician suddenly closed his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly to form a long and narrow gap, and a cold light shot out from the gap, making people feel a little shocked.

The wind, blowing from somewhere, blew the hair of both of them. The not-so-short hair covered their cheeks, and the air felt a little depressing.

"Roar!" In the dull air, the black knight made an equally dull roar, and two sharp spears reflected a dazzling light in the sun.

Ma Yingjie shook his head slightly, discarded all distracting thoughts, and commanded the black knight to rush towards the great magician not far away. No matter how powerful you are, facing the black knights with thick skin and a lot of blood, can you still kill them before they reach you? This is impossible, even Ma Yingjie can't do it. He knows the strength of his puppet better than anyone else, unless he has learned forbidden spells, but in this case, he doesn't even have high-level magic, let alone forbidden spells.

The great magician took a careful look at the two black knights who were rushing up, and began a complicated chant. This time the chant was longer than the previous ones. After the spell ended, Ma Yingjie clearly saw dozens of wind blades appear in front of him.

Wind blades, large amounts of wind blades, a wind blade combo.

That was not all. What surprised Ma Yingjie was that after performing the wind blade combo, the great magician did not stop but immediately performed the storm. This action of his made Ma Yingjie feel very confused.

It was only in the next moment that Ma Yingjie understood why the Great Mage did this. Ma Yingjie's pupils dilated and the wind blades in his pupils danced violently in the wind.

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