"Emmerson, since you can plant alchemy bombs near my array equipment, you must have some knowledge of the magic circle, so do you know what the magic circle you just destroyed?" Connor said in a faint voice in the circle. Wandering in the middle, passed into Emerson's ears.

"Hmph, I don't know what formation that is, I just need you to delay time and prepare to deal with my deployment!" With a cold snort, Emerson said sarcastically when he was caught in the formation. It started suddenly, and rushed to the barrier of the magic circle very fast, wanting to break out of the circle.

However, when Emerson just arrived at the barrier of the magic circle, before he had time to attack the barrier, the black mist around Emerson suddenly rushed out of several black warriors holding sharp blades and fearless of death. Loose wrists, necks...etc were severely chopped off.

Emerson’s eyes flashed a little, and he took out a cigarette from his pocket again, but this time he was not as comfortable as yesterday. He smoked and spit out the smoke ring. It only took him a second. It was done, and the smoke ring he spit out exploded before the black samurai blade cut it off as Emerson thought.

"boom!"

There was a muffled explosion, and the bursting smoke ring immediately caused the black warrior who rushed to the front to be blown apart, but Emerson's eyes were full of disappointment for the effect of the explosion, except for the black warrior who rushed to the front to die. In addition to being miserable, the remaining black warriors only suffered some skin injuries, and the effect that Emerson wanted was completely different from muddy clouds. Although he was disappointed, Emerson must first put his disappointment away. Behind his head, because the sharp blade shining in front of him still hit him!

　　 "Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!"

Emerson was born as a killer, and paired with this mysterious inky dagger in his hand, it just moved twice like a butterfly wearing a flower, not only to resolve the attack of the black warrior, but also to remove the two black daggers in the second wave. The smash that the samurai kills, although Emerson killed very beautifully, but the black samurai has a full ten in Connor’s magic circle, plus in the castilla circle, as long as you preside over the magic Supported by the Connor's mana, the black warrior can be called immortal, so Emerson, who just defeated the second wave of black warrior siege, was caught in the third wave of black warrior siege.

"The formation you destroyed today is called Anmang Small Forbidden Formation. It is a form specially used to hide and besieged. This formation is not very aggressive and does not suppress the enemy's spiritual power. But the magic circle you are facing now is called Castilla’s magic circle, which is the main attack method of the second-tier top magical item, Castilla’s staff. You have already felt his power, right?” In the magic circle Connor’s flat voice wafted from all directions into Emerson’s ears. Although Connor’s voice was very clear, no matter how hard he tried, he could not find Connor’s in the circle. position.

In just one or two minutes, he experienced the siege of the warriors of Bosnia and Herzegovina. Emerson’s eyes were full of anxiety and impatient negative emotions. There is no doubt that he finally tasted the meaning of Connor’s words. If it is not in the circle, then Emerson is confident that in any place, let alone ten black warriors, even twenty black warriors will definitely not be his opponent!

But in the castilla circle, under the suppression of the circle energy, every time he casts a spell and performs an action, not only the power is reduced by 20 to 40% than normal, but the mana that needs to be consumed is even more than normal. In such an extremely unfavorable situation, you have to face more than ten killing machines, which are endless, tireless, fearless and fearless of death, and don’t know what the pain is. As long as you There is no absolute advantage in the strength of, if you can break the formation and leave, then you will taste despair here!

Despite the impatience in his eyes, Emerson’s assassin’s heart is still very calm. He knows that he must leave here at all costs, and it is certain that he is really possible to fall into this terrifying circle. Become another undead soul who died in Connor's hands!

Once again, he successfully drove the dagger to hit him three times, and wanted to yin his own two black warriors. Emerson's eyes flashed with a touch of decisiveness, and he directly took out the space ring that he used to attack Connor yesterday. A dark purple flying needle, but seeing him hold the flying needle in the palm of his hand and his mouth is plausible, while driving the dagger Dikon Black Warrior’s invasion, it seems that he doesn’t want to be like yesterday, so I used this flying needle again. Sneak attack on Connor, but it seems to want to explode this rare flying needle-type second-order enchanted item, and then use the shock wave formed by the exploding of this enchanted item to rush out of the circle in one fell swoop?

In the corner of Castilla’s circle~lightnovelpub.net~ Connor saw Emerson’s actions in his eyes. Instead of any panic about Emerson’s self-destructing demonized items, Connor’s mouth appeared. A smile, but Connor's smile is full of compassion no matter how you look at it.

　　 "Da!"

In the dark purple flying needle's constant scream, Emerson was about to complete the self-detonation of this enchanted item, Emerson suddenly heard a crisp finger sound in his ears. At the beginning of the period, his attention was all on how to resist the lingering. The intrepid Black Warrior attacked and Emerson, who caused the flying needle to explode, didn’t care about the sudden snap of his fingers, but after this snap, Emerson was horrified to find the dark purple flying needle in his palm. It was completely out of his control!

Just when Emerson didn’t know what was happening and was a little overwhelmed, he once again discovered that the dark purple flying needle had burst out of violent energy fluctuations. Emerson, who discovered this situation, made a decisive decision and wanted to fly. The needle was thrown out, but at this time, it was too late. The flying needle did not wait for Emerson to throw it out, but it exploded. Emerson did not even have time to utter the doctor's whine. The whole person was exploded by the dark purple flying needle. It was shattered to pieces with flesh and blood flying across it, and not even a whole bone was left behind.

Walking out of the black mist, feeling the disgusting smell of blood wafting in the circle, Connor slowly shook his head and muttered to himself in a low voice, "The flying needle was refined by Reyes, I What I studied is Reyes alchemy. Now that the flying needle has entered my hand, I can understand the function of the flying needle at a glance. I only need to make some small changes... Emerson this It's your destiny!"