The second floor of the tower.

The hunters, led by the rat-man rogues, passed through the first floor of the tower without a hitch and came to the second floor.

At this time, what appeared in front of everyone was a rotunda. In this space, broken stones and marble columns that had collapsed for an unknown number of years were scattered everywhere.

"It seems that this tower was once abandoned." The thin old man stood at the entrance of the hall and said slowly.

"It has a history of at least a hundred years, and they haven't occupied this place for a long time." The Gnoll Ranger covered with jet-black mane walked to the old man's side and said.

"Can you find the traces of Guilun's followers?" the old man asked while looking at the Gnoll Ranger. When he mentioned Guilun's followers, his brows slowly knitted together.

He already knew the story of the half-elf ranger from the hobgoblin leader.

Although they were a group of more than a dozen people, any one of them could deal with this ranger with ease.

But here is the wizard tower, as long as it is related to the wizard, he has to be vigilant.

"I can't find it." The Gnoll Ranger carefully observed the traces on the ground, shook his head slightly, and continued:

"According to the information conveyed by the Hobgoblins, the owners of this tower are just two wizard apprentices. So, I don't think we need to be so careful."

As soon as the Gnoll Ranger's voice fell, except for the Rat Man Rogue, all the other hunters cast their doubtful eyes on their leader, this thin old man leaning on a cane.

They are all followers of the hunting god, so they enjoy the kind of fun chasing and hunting intelligent creatures in the wilderness.

Now, they were brought to a wizard tower by their leader, and their actions were so cautious that their crazy personalities were suppressed, and they began to become irritable involuntarily.

Noticing all the eyes that were focused on him, the thin old man looked cold. Seeing everyone put away their dissatisfaction and lowered their hideous heads, he slowly said:

"Without Guilun's followers as sacrifices, it is difficult for this hunting ceremony to attract the attention of my lord. When we sacrifice him in blood, I will make an exception and allow you to enjoy the fun of hunting in Waterfall Town."

When everyone heard the words, the pair of scarlet pupils all became brighter.

"Let's lead the way!" The skinny old man slammed his crutches on the ground, and ordered the rat-man wanderer with a straight face.

The rat-man wanderer shook the rat whiskers at the corners of his mouth, nodded slightly in response, and took the lead to walk to the front of the team, towards the spiral staircase leading to the third floor.

"Wait a minute!" Under the leadership of the wanderers, after everyone walked more than ten meters without any risk, the gray-faced wild boar shouted to stop the team's footsteps.

"I smelled the acidic liquid, which was very strong." The boar man's pig nose sniffed in the air for a while, and said affirmatively to the thin old man.

"I'm coming." The rat-man rogue didn't wait for the thin old man's instructions, and took the initiative to ask Ying, and then moved forward lightly under the nod of the old man.

When the cautious rat-man rogue noticed the magic trap hidden in the gaps of the marble pillars, his whole body shuddered, revealing a terrified look.

Then he took out a small toolbox, and began to get busy by taking out some small mirrors, needle-nose pliers, tweezers and fine files from it one after another.

About half an hour later.

The tense-looking rat-man wanderer let out a sigh of relief, put away all the gadgets on the ground, and signaled that the waiting hunters could pass.

Seeing the rogue's gestures, the cautious thin old man did not act rashly, but his eyes signaled a hybrid orc with a giant axe to go first.

The hybrid orc received the order and immediately walked honestly in the direction of the rat-man rogue.

"Snapped!"

The burly orc was walking, and suddenly kicked a very inconspicuous gravel on the ground.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At this moment, the walls on the left and right sides of the hybrid orcs and the dark compartments on the ceiling above were all opened, and crossbow arrows flashing green light galloped out.

"what!!"

The dense green crossbow bolts quickly shrouded the hybrid orc, even though he had already sensed the danger in advance, but the crossbow bolts blocked all his escape routes, so that he had no room to dodge at all. The dense green crossbow bolts drowned.

"Zizzizi..."

The moment the terrifying crossbow arrow stabbed the hybrid orc, the accompanying strong acid began to spread rapidly. In just a moment, his burly body was corroded completely in the pungent thick smoke.

Looking at the tragic scene that happened, the scarlet eyes of the hunters all showed shock and joy.

"It turns out that the acid trap that was just dismantled was the trigger for other traps. What a clever arrangement." The thin old man glanced at the ashes on the ground indifferently, and turned his turbid eyes to the wanderers who were standing in place and did not dare to move.

As the people of black blood in the Great Sword Mark Mountains, they never fear death, nor do they sympathize with their companions.

- "Five Rings Divine Art: Summoning of fifth-level undead creatures!"

The lanky old man who pondered for a moment slammed his cane on the ground, and the magic weapon in his hand flashed a scarlet light.

The light of the summoning circle quickly flickered on the ground.

A breath of suffocating negative energy spurted out of the magic circle.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

Skeleton warriors, ghouls, zombies formed by various humanoid creatures, and a few strange-shaped stitched monsters roared one by one, and crawled out from the center of the magic circle shaking their heads.

Then, under the control of the thin old man's mind, these undead creatures without self-consciousness dispersed and walked towards the spiral staircase leading to the third floor.

"Crack! Kick! Kick!"

Accompanied by the clicking sound of various mechanisms on the wall opening and closing, the entire rotunda began to flicker frantically with explosive flames, deadly arcs, and pungent strong acid and other deadly magic traps.

The horde of dangling undead creatures were quickly overwhelmed as well.

After a while, the deadly traps were all triggered by the undead creatures one by one.

"Let's go." The pungent thick smoke dissipated, and the thin old man and a group of frightened hunters walked towards the third floor of the tower, led by the Rat Man wanderer.

When the hunters stepped into the third floor of the tower, everyone, including the most calm and skinny old man, was frightened by the sight in front of them.

Under the dark red sky, strong winds swept the dry wasteland, jagged rock mountains flickered under the cover of swarms of flying demons, and crimson volcanoes with thick smoke erupted from time to time with hot magma.

While everyone was stunned, a flapping demon swooped down towards the hunters, only to see it opened its big mouth full of sharp fangs and directly bit the nearest werewolf.

"Don't act rashly, these are all illusions of the bottomless abyss." Seeing the frightened werewolf, the thin old man reminded.

"Pfft!"

However, the werewolf who was about to avoid heard the old man's reminder that at the moment when he voluntarily gave up resistance, the terrifying demon twisted and suddenly turned into a sharp arrow surrounded by light orange flames and dark purple arcs, accurately Hit the werewolf's throat.

"Gluck cluck..."

The werewolf clung to the arrow deep in his neck with both hands, feeling the spreading flames and lightning, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

When the werewolf fell to the ground, countless wandering demons approached like a ferocious black cloud, and then turned into sharp arrows with elemental damage in the twist, attacking all the hunters.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Although the strength of these hunters is conservatively above the third rank, in the face of the sudden attack, there are still three or four unfortunate people who were shot and killed because they could not escape.

"Be careful! The followers of Gui Lun are hidden in the illusion." Looking at the five dead companions, the thin old man looked cold and reminded the survivors.

After speaking, he vigilantly looked at this illusion that simulated the environment of the bottomless abyss, trying to find a way to solve it.

Just as the skinny old man pondered for a moment.

"Ah! Ah!"

The half-elf ranger who was hiding in the dark was like a ghost, sometimes in front, sometimes behind. In just a moment, two hunters who couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the ranger were killed again by arrows.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the volcano closest to everyone suddenly erupted with hot magma along with billowing smoke.

"Get out of the way!" The skinny old man who noticed that something was wrong changed his expression and quickly reminded him.

"Boom!"

When the hot magma was about to hit the ground, it suddenly turned into a fireball the size of a basin and fell from the sky, and then exploded among the hunters. The three hunters who walked a little slower were blown to pieces on the spot.

"The illusion of the bottomless abyss..." The thin old man held up a protective barrier for everyone to resist the harassment of the rangers. Looking at the vivid illusion, he whispered to himself, and a bright light suddenly flashed in his turbid eyes.

- "Three Rings Magic: Deep Darkness!"

Immediately afterwards, the skinny old man chanted the spell again, and with the casting of the divine technique, all the illusions of the bottomless abyss on the third floor of the tower were shrouded in dark shadows and plunged into darkness.

Even these hunters with darkvision are out of reach.

- "Three Rings Magic: Deep Dark Vision!"

Afterwards, the skinny old man once again applied a magical technique to himself that could see things in the magical darkness.

With the blessing of the divine technique, when he saw that all the illusions had disappeared, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, then glanced at the remaining four subordinates, and said solemnly: "Follow my footsteps."

The group cautiously followed in the footsteps of the skinny old man and was about to reach the spiral staircase leading to the fourth floor.

"what!!"

Suddenly, the scream came again.

The moment everyone turned to check, they just saw a heart-pounding scene.

A hunter dressed as a human barbarian, a dark shadow appeared strangely behind him, and the sharp blade in this shadow's hand had come out of the barbarian's back.

"Looking for death!" The skinny old man's expression turned cold, and his withered left hand suddenly turned into a sharp white claw, attacking the black shadow at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

However, the shadow just sneered at him, and then disappeared without a trace in the distorted shadow, so that the skinny old man's attack came to nothing.

"Do you want to continue going up?" The rat-man rogue kicked the barbarian's corpse, and his long and narrow rat eyes looked at the skinny old man.

The other two surviving gnoll rangers and boars also looked to their leader, waiting for their instructions.

"Continue!" The skinny old man squeezed the crutches in his hand, snorted coldly, and took the lead towards the fourth floor of the tower.

From entering the tower to the present, all those who died were Tier 3 hunters. The strength of the four of them had reached Tier 4. He did not think that the sneak attack of the Tier 2 Ranger could bring them any fatal threat.

To deal with this cunning ranger, given the strength of the four of them, it would be nothing but trouble.

Moreover, he has already guessed the general attack methods of these guys, and the owner of this tower that has been abandoned for a hundred years is just a wizard apprentice. What kind of powerful attack methods can a wizard apprentice have.

It is nothing more than mastering some powerful magic trap placement skills and relatively novel illusion spells.

Therefore, the skinny old man is very confident that he can rush to the top of the tower with his own strength.

After all, their lame methods of attack might not even be able to break through his protective field.

The remaining three quickly followed without any hesitation.

Obviously, they are still very confident in their own strength.

Of course, there is another most important factor, that is, they have started the hunting ritual. As the believers of the God of Hunting, they will never back down even if it is fatally dangerous.

Moreover, the believers of the God of Hunting, the mortal enemy of the God of Hunting, are also in this tower. If they choose to back down today, they will definitely lose the protection of the God of Hunting and Killing.

None of them can afford such consequences.

The fourth floor of the tower.

The freshness of earth and the fresh green breath of plants filled the entire hall.

Just when everyone felt the strong natural breath, the thick fog quickly diffused at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, under the vigilant eyes of the four hunters, the entire plantation garden was shrouded in thick clouds.

"Be careful of the ranger's sneak attack!" The skinny old man stood still, reminded everyone, and stopped talking.

They are all professionals who have reached the Paragon Way, and it is still easy to deal with a second-order ranger's sneak attack, and the whole group thinks so.

Twelve floors of the tower.

The goblin wizard Malvasia looked at the crystal ball shrouded in white mist, and calmly ordered to the communication circle: "Vek's, activate the energy core device!"

"The energy core device has been activated!" After a while, Velks' voice came from the communication circle.

The moment Vel'Koz's words sounded, Malvasia stretched out her little hand and brushed a magic light, and the picture of the planting garden in the crystal ball was clearly presented in front of the two of them.

Then, Malvasia fixed her gaze on the thin old man, and said solemnly to Andrina beside her:

"This high-level blighter who has reached the Paragon Way will be handed over to you. We must analyze his detailed data without him noticing it. Only when we understand his defense methods clearly can we target them. Sexually attacked him. Otherwise, the entire wizarding tower would come and go freely for him.

After all, our level is too low to resist his anger. "

"I see." Andrina nodded solemnly, then looked at the thin old man in the crystal ball, and began to quickly calculate the specific data of the target with the aid of the detection spell arranged in the wizard's tower.

Raw magical energy cannot be channeled and shaped directly by mortals, and all spellcasters must cast spells through the Leyline.

Also, any spell, magic item, spell-like ability, or even supernatural ability, draws energy from the Leyline in different ways.

The magic net is like a collection of silk threads, and the casters use the magic net to weave all kinds of different spells.

Andrina's task is to judge the spell strength of the skinny old man's protective force field in the crystal ball, as well as various key life-saving props in his body, through the knowledge of spells and magic detection skills that he has mastered.

This is undoubtedly a very brain-intensive thing for her, because she needs to identify the protective spells attached to the skinny old man.

Then weave the threads of spells according to the magic net, and use spell formulas in my mind to quickly calculate the strength and specific information of these spells.

This is like a lot of complex formulas in math class, without the assistance of a computer, she only uses her brain to calculate them one by one.

If the entire wizard tower has a computer-like high-intelligent constructive creature like Taring, as long as the element pool has sufficient energy, it can be calculated in an instant.

Unfortunately, no, so the operation of the entire wizard tower can only be controlled manually.

This task is undoubtedly very difficult for a novice wizard like Andrina. If it wasn't for Malvasia to supplement her knowledge before the battle, she would have almost no confidence at all.

Seeing that Andrina had entered the state, Malvasa immediately turned her eyes to the crystal ball.

When she noticed that these hunters had been successfully separated by the maze and dense fog she arranged, she immediately contacted Thorne and prepared to cooperate with him to kill the three hunters except the skinny old man.

If you want to deal with the only high-level spellcaster with peace of mind, you must first clear the remaining troubles.

The fourth floor of the Wizard's Tower.

In this thick fog that could not see five fingers, the Gnoll Ranger carefully listened to all the small movements around him.

At this time, he has lost any contact with his companions, and the only way to get rid of this thick fog is: wait!

Waiting for their leader to clear the fog and illusion completely.

Suddenly, the Gnoll Ranger was keenly aware that the plants on the soles of his feet were slowly swaying, and he was vigilant when he sensed an unpleasant aura. Just as he was about to get away from this weird area, he felt a dark shadow floating behind him again. And to.

The Gnoll Ranger recalled the tragic scene of the barbarian being attacked from behind by the enemy.

He sneered and turned around abruptly when the shadow was about to approach, and then his sharp claws danced with a dozen deadly cold lights at an extremely fast speed. The sneak attacking shadow dissipated directly under the galloping claws. in dense fog.

"It's a clone phantom!" The Gnoll Ranger's expression suddenly changed.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that his legs had been entangled with sharp thorny vines, and they were still covering his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As long as he hesitates for a moment, this crazy vine can definitely wrap him into a zongzi.

The Gnoll Ranger shuddered violently, and his thick dark black mane also trembled under this turbulent momentum.

However, what he didn't expect was that the thorny vines that wrapped around him were so tough that he couldn't break it in an instant with sheer strength.

At this moment of misjudgment, a blade with pale blue light appeared in front of the Gnoll Ranger.

Looking at the afterimages of the blade, the Gnoll Ranger, entangled in vines, tried to resist with his metal claws.

However, as soon as the claws touched the blade, the sharp blade dissipated into the air.

Aware of the bad Gnoll Ranger's expression suddenly changed, and a trace of fear appeared on his hideous face.

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, the Gnoll Ranger, who had no time to dodge, noticed that a scorching blade pierced his chest, and then directly shattered his heart.

In the moment when he slowly fell to the ground, he saw a half-elf ranger with a blade in each hand appear in front of him, and then the gnoll ranger's eyes went black and he lost his breath of life.

"The target is dead, the next one." After confirming that the gnoll was dead, Thorne immediately summoned Malvasia.

"Next target, Boar, location..."

Thorne, who received the news, disappeared into the white mist again.

After a while, Thorne, who was hiding in the dark, found the location of the boar man.

He looked at the burly and sturdy body of the boar man, frowned and thought for a while, then started sneaking, and under the blessing of various auxiliary magical techniques, he quietly touched it.

The body of this wild boar is almost as good as that of the giant on the hill, and this rough-skinned body makes him not absolutely sure of killing him with one blow.

After all, if the sharp sword misses the key point, it will only stimulate the madness of the enemy and bring him more trouble.

- "Shadow Hand School (Strike Skill): Strike to the End!"

The moment Thorne was about to approach the wild boar, the desert wind in his hand was suddenly enveloped by a liquid shadow energy that seemed to be substantial.

Then, without the wild boar being aware of it, Thorne's figure turned into a dark shadow and disappeared in front of the wild boar.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand also took the opportunity to leave a not too deep wound on the opponent's body, and the liquid shadow energy on the blade was also injected with the wound.

The main function of "Exhaustive Strike" is to make a Fortitude saving throw after hitting the target. If it cannot resist the erosion of past shadow energy, its own strength attribute will be directly halved.

This is the third move Thorne has learned through practice in his spare time, so he can use it perfectly.

The wild boars among the lycanthropes are second only to the bearmen in their strength attributes, but their physical attributes are relatively weak. Thorne believes that the wild boar is not completely immune to his weakening.

After all, the power of Kendo's professional moves is determined by his perception attribute, and in his current six-dimensional attributes, except for intelligence, all of them are temporarily increased by 4 points by the buff spell before the battle.

"Huh?" The moment the sharp blade cut through the body, the wild boar felt a slight tingling sensation.

Just as he was about to mock the ranger's ticklish attack, he suddenly felt the icy aura of the wound spreading to his body at an extremely fast speed.

For a moment, a feeling of powerlessness that seemed to be hollowed out all over the wild boar man. This feeling of powerlessness directly caused him to be unable to hold the two hammers in his hand, so that he fell to the ground and almost hit him. instep.

Aware of the bad, the boars tried to activate the rage ability, resist this erosion, and then reincarnate into the most primitive beast form.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

However, the enemy hiding in the dark did not give him any chance to breathe, and all the plants under his feet were surging frantically, entangling his burly and sturdy body tightly.

The wild boar, whose strength has been greatly weakened, struggled hard, but could not shake the thorns.

Thorne's figure appeared in front of the boar man in an instant.

He waved the two sharp knives in his hands without hesitation.

Amidst the splashes of blood, the boar fell to the ground with a wailing cry.

"The target is dead, the next one." Confirming the death of the boar, Thorne immediately summoned Malvasia.

Twelve floors of the tower.

Malvasa nodded slightly, noticing that Thorne had successfully killed the second hunter.

- "Life Energy Scan!"

Immediately, he looked at the crystal ball picture of only one skinny old man, and stretched out his small hand and waved it gently.

The tower's life energy scanning device was instantly activated by her, and the blurred shadow of the rat-man wanderer gradually appeared in the field of vision.

So Malvasia immediately reported the location of the Rat Man Rogue to Thorne.

"Open the space anchor lock and block all the channels of different dimension planes, otherwise this flexible wanderer can't be killed at all." At this time, Thorne's voice wafted from the communication circle.

"Received." Malvasa was stunned, and immediately understood what Thorne meant, and then said: "Note that the space anchor lock and the channel of the other-dimensional plane will be opened and blocked after five seconds, with a delay of one second."

"Understood." Thorne, who was hiding in the dark to observe the rat-man rogues, replied, and began to meditate on the time in his heart.

- "Shadow Hand School (Teleportation Skill): Shadow Leap!"

At the moment when the space was about to be blocked, Thorne used the last time gap to directly activate the displacement skill, and appeared strangely behind the rat-man wanderer.

The rat-man rogue's reaction was extremely quick, and he turned sharply, dodging Thorne's sword blow.

Then he clenched the two sharp daggers in his hands, adjusted his formation, kept a certain distance from the enemy, and looked coldly at the ranger in front of him.

His jagged whiskers trembled, and a murderous intent flashed across his long, narrow eyes.

Looking at Thorne's galloping figure, he didn't move, but his heart began to calculate.

As a high-level wanderer, he was confident that when Thorne approached, the shadow jump and shadow shuttle he launched would definitely end the life of the ranger.

The dark shadow twisted for a moment, but nothing happened, and it returned to calm again.

"Oops!" The rat-man rogue who failed to activate his skills was shocked.

Obviously, he did not expect that the ranger had just launched the shadow jump, and the entire space was immediately blocked.

"Pfft!"

While the rat-man wanderer was stunned, Thorne who was close to him seized the opportunity, a beheading sword flashed, and the rat-man wanderer's terrified head flew into the dust.

Twelve floors of the tower.

"Beautiful!" The goblin wizard Malvasia couldn't help but exclaim when she saw Thorn's time to kill the rat-man rogue perfectly.

Then he locked his eyes on the last figure, and then looked at Andrina who was still analyzing with a slightly worried expression.

At this time, Andrina's delicate and pretty face turned pale as paper, fine sweat dripped down her cheeks constantly, and her wet messy hair was scattered at will, and she looked extremely tired.

But she still bit her lower lip, staring at the thin old man's figure, her brain quickly calculating complex spell formulas.

"It's a bit too embarrassing for you." Seeing this, Malvasia sighed inwardly.

But there was nothing she could do. Without Anderina's help, she couldn't spare the time to assist Thorne in killing the other three.

This is the fatal drawback that a wizard tower does not have towering.

"Analysis is complete!" While Malvasa was stunned, Andrina resisted the exhaustion of her body's exhaustion and said to the goblin wizard:

"The first layer, high-level protective shield, defense level: D-level, the second layer of accidental triggering, which includes: killing intent detection, reverse electric vendetta, advanced teleportation, high-level protective shield."

"Sure enough, there is an accidental trigger." After listening to the other party's analysis, Malvasa stared at the figure of the crystal ball and said to herself, and then looked at Andrina's expression softened a lot: "You can go down and rest, It's up to us here."

"No need." Andrina shook her head slightly, forcing her body to cast her eyes on Thorne in the crystal ball.

"Vek's, adjust the energy of the element pool to 100% within ten seconds, is there a problem?" Malvasa didn't dare to delay time, her expression condensed, and she turned her attention to the communication circle.

"It's too difficult, it takes twelve seconds at the fastest." Velks' very embarrassed voice came from the communication circle.

"Then use 90% of the energy. I have the confidence to break the remaining protective barrier of the target." Just when Malvasia hesitated, Thorne's voice came from the communication circle.

"Very well, let's start preparing." Malvasa heard the words and immediately instructed the two of them.

The fourth floor of the tower is a botanical garden shrouded in thick fog.

The skinny old man looked at the planting garden where his hands were out of sight, and the weeds surging wildly on the ground, he fell into contemplation.

Because this space has been completely blocked, he can't use any prophecy magic to detect the details.

Moreover, in this dense fog-covered space, there are still many overlapping illusion formations, which directly caused the four of them to be divided one by one, so that he didn't know the life and death of the others.

"It's not the way to go on like this." The skinny old man's face became gloomy.

As he walked, he observed carefully, and as he walked, he suddenly noticed weeds on the ground.

These weeds shone with crystal dew under the thick fog, but there were also many weeds that looked perfect and weird.

"So it is." The thin old man's turbid eyes flashed a gleam of light, and he immediately came up with a solution.

- "Three Rings Magic: Jungle Destruction!"

I saw a handful of ashes left after the burning plants appeared in his hand, and then quickly chanted this three-ring necromantic magic.

When the magical technique was ready, a near-invisible negative energy aura quickly spread around with the skinny old man as the centerline.

With the spread of negative energy aura, most of the weeds and flowers in the entire space withered and turned into a pile of ashes.

The dense fog in the plantation garden, which was based on the plants, also began to dissipate gradually, and the overlapping illusion formations were clearly displayed in front of the skinny old man's eyes.

The skinny old man looked at the small patches of green plants and the withered ashes, and realized that the dense fog and illusion in this space had been successfully destroyed by him.

So he immediately walked towards the fifth floor along the path of the plants that turned into ashes.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, there was a slight noise, the dark compartment at the top of the ceiling was quietly opened, and then, a light blue magic light shot out from it.

- "Higher Dispelling Magic Aura!"

The body of the skinny old man was instantly shrouded in light blue aura, and in the bursts of energy fluctuations, the high-level protective shield around his body dissipated invisible in the bursts of fluctuations.

- "Energy laser beam!"

When the skinny old man's protective cover dissipated, a trap appeared on the ceiling again, and a light red energy beam hit the target precisely.

- "Killing Intent Detection!"

- "Reverse Electric Vendetta!"

- "Advanced teleportation technique!"

- "Higher protective shield!"

"Is that enough?" The pale red energy beam rubbed the skinny old man's body. His body was activated by an accidental trigger, and four spells of aura appeared in a row.

With the blessing of killing intent detection, the skinny old man looked around, but couldn't detect any source of killing intent, so he couldn't help frowning, and the idea of ​​escaping rose in his heart.

Unfortunately, his advanced teleportation was directly blocked by the dimensional anchor, making it impossible to retreat.

Now, under the protection of the high-level protective shield and the anti-electric vendetta spell, he can only add new gain magic to himself.

However, the attackers did not give him any respite.

Just as the skinny old man was preparing for the magical technique, two hidden compartments were opened on the ceiling again.

- "Energy laser beam!"

The two magic gem devices were activated, and two crimson energy laser beams appeared immediately, hitting the skinny old man's high-level protective shield in an instant.

"Zizzizi..."

The two crimson energy laser beams emitted a friction sound like a chainsaw cutting, and the protective cover of the skinny old man was also dimmed at an extremely fast speed.

Unfortunately, just when the protective cover was about to shatter, the energy laser beam was suddenly interrupted and dissipated due to insufficient energy supply.

The instant the energy laser beam disappeared, the skinny old man who secretly breathed a sigh of relief looked at the dim protective barrier. Just as he was about to replenish the new protective magic, a suffocating hot flame erupted from behind him.

- "Desert Wind Faction (Strike Skill): Flame Wing Charge!"

- "Insight Strike!"

- "Qi Qi Slash!"

The two sharp blades in Thorne's hands were surrounded by surging flames and fierce sword energy. Driven by the wings of flames, they approached the skinny old man like lightning.

The bleak magic barrier of the skinny old man was broken like an egg shell. With the blessing of the "Insight Strike", the steel soul with the magic-breaking attribute hit the weakest point of protection energy, and at the same time, it directly stabbed the skinny at the moment of contact. old man's heart.

- "Reverse Electric Vendetta!"

The moment Thorne hit the target, the skinny old man's counterattack spell took effect immediately, and a dark purple arc jumped on Thorne's body.

However, after being reminded by the goblin wizard, Thorne was already prepared, so he cast a barrier against lightning damage in advance, so that the lightning damage did not cause any damage.

A stream of blood poured out.

For a moment.

The body of the skinny old man staggered and swayed a few times before falling into the dead vegetation.

Thorne walked over the corpse of the skinny old man.

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