The latest website: "Master Joyce, a creature suspected of being a human race came out of the Hague tribe, but we don't understand what he said."

A fifth-level wizard explained to Joyce.

Joyce heard the words and looked at Changsheng, an eight-year-old child?

He frowned and waved: "Anyway, if you can get out of the Hague tribe, it is an enemy or a friend, capture him, but be careful not to hurt him."

He gave the order, and because of the language barrier, Changsheng was besieged at once.

However, in front of the Holy Communion, all sieges were in vain, and the witchcraft they displayed could not even break through his defenses.

"You really don't call out your strongest?"

The physique of longevity is invincible. For those witchcraft, he did not hide, and the witchcraft was wiped out by the faint golden light on his body.

"I'll give you one last chance, and if you don't stop, I'll hammer you!"

Changsheng has been attacked by witchcraft, and he also has anger.

Now, however, he desperately needs a translator like Dirk.

The language communication was not smooth, and Changsheng couldn't bear it any longer, but he didn't hit the killer. Every time he punched, the wizards vomited blood and lost their combat effectiveness, but their lives were not in danger.

"You step back, I'll come!"

Joyce frowned, feeling the domineering power of longevity, and drank away the wizards who wanted to continue to attack.

He could see that Changsheng was not invincible at the sixth level.

As soon as he stood up, Changsheng's small eyes suddenly brightened, and he asked, "Do you understand me? Are you the strongest? Bring your wizard tribe to surrender, and I will complete the task..."

However, Joyce did not listen to his words, the witch power in his body was surging, the terrifying breath erupted, he stretched out his hand, and the light of annihilation of the sixth-level standard witchcraft appeared.

The light bloomed, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze. The fifth-level wizards showed enthusiasm and confidence. Lord Joyce's light of annihilation ranks among the top three among the sixth-level powerhouses. There is no reason why they can't win an eight-year-old child.

However……

Facing the light of annihilation, Changsheng did not hide, let him fall on him, and the golden light of the Holy Body swept away like a mud ox into the sea, disappearing without a trace.

The scene was suddenly silent.

Joyce's face was dignified and his expression was extremely ugly. He quickly gave orders to the wizards under him: "Hurry up and retreat, this person is too terrifying, I must do my best!"

The wizards who grew up in the war were very decisive, without the slightest hesitation, they nodded solemnly, and retreated directly. Not only would they not be helpful to stay here, but they would be a hindrance.

After the wizards retreated, Joyce took a deep breath and shouted to Changsheng: "I don't care where you come from, but as long as the wizard's existence is threatened, even if it costs your life, I will let you die here! "

His tone was very decisive, and then a magic trick bloomed between his eyebrows, and the magic power began to climb rapidly.

"Wizard Disintegration!"

He recited five words in a deep voice. This is that he has not been able to successfully break through to the half-step **** in all these years, but he has developed a witchcraft that is praised by Columbus as ancient and modern.

The wizard's disintegration technique, as the name suggests, can stimulate the power of one's own body at the cost of burning the body and disintegrating, and a wizard at the peak of the sixth level can obtain the power of a half-step **** in a short time.

Above the mountain, Yang Shou, who was observing, saw his eyes light up. The self-evolution of the species was indeed miraculous, especially when faced with the threat of the two-headed lizard race, under the obsession of regaining his hometown, such a magical sorcery was born.

"As soon as this witchcraft appears, the war situation will probably be reversed."

Yang Shou let out a sigh, the wizard tribe lacked the most high-end combat power, but the emergence of the wizard disintegration technique can greatly reverse the situation.

Disintegration and death are really nothing to wizards in the wizarding world.

In order to be able to return to their hometown, many ancestors and seniors have already sacrificed their lives. People in the wizarding world are not afraid of sacrifice.

After performing the wizard disintegration technique, Joyce's breath continued to rise, forcibly breaking the bottleneck and gaining the power of a half-step **** realm.

"So, this is the half-step **** realm?"

Joyce stared at his hands, very calm. After casting the disintegration of the wizard, he still had three hours to live.

Three hours is enough to solve the battle, either he is dead, or the opponent is dead!

"Endless magic power, listen to my dispatch, bind me!"

A dazzling light appeared from his palm, displaying a very mysterious witchcraft, turned into a rope, and bounded towards the immortal life.

At the same time, dozens of powerful fireballs attacked Changsheng from all directions.

"boom!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, several huge tiankeng appeared in the earth, more than two meters deep!

Seeing this scene, Yang Shou was extremely fortunate. Fortunately, he moved them to the underground world, otherwise his yard and basement would not be able to withstand their torment.

A spell is a two-meter pit?

My home will be demolished in minutes.

Changsheng saw that Joyce had actually broken through to the half-step **** realm, showing surprise, blinking his eyes, full of fighting intent: "Come, let's fight! Ryze's half-step **** is too perverted, but you, I think You can still hit ten!"

The half-step deity is also not regarded by the Holy Body of the first generation. It is only because Yang Shou has instilled the concept of invincibility in him since he was a child, just to cultivate his invincibility.

"boom!"

The fireball hit Changsheng's body, and the golden light stirred, triggering the sound of thunder. After the smoke and dust dissipated, Changsheng was unscathed.

Joyce's pupils shrank, he used the wizard disintegration technique to reach a half-step god, and he couldn't even break the opponent's defense?

"It's my turn!"

Changsheng shouted, but the voice was very immature, and the whole person turned into a cannonball and came close to Joyce.

Joyce's face changed greatly, Changsheng's body was terrifying, comparable to a beast, if it was approached?

Thinking of this, he quickly retreated, performed sorcery, and left away from the front line.

If the two of them fought on the front line, it would cause devastating damage to the wizards, so Joyst diverted Changsheng away.

Yang Shou looked at the direction Joyce led away, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Coincidentally, it was the direction in which he put the Divine Cauldron.

Are you going to collide with an artifact so soon?

Yang Shou also planned to keep Shen Ding unknown for a few years, and then obtain it by chance and chance.

"Don't go!"

Changsheng stimulated the power of runes behind him and began to chase after him.

Joyce, who was running in front of him, had a gloomy face. Seeing the power of runes inspired by Longevity, his doubts became stronger and stronger.

As a veteran sixth-level wizard, even if the way of runes has not been spread in the wizarding world, there is still a little bit of the way of runes left. He can see at a glance that the power of longevity in his legs is the power of runes!

"How can anyone still inherit the way of runes? Isn't the only disciple of the great sage the only fallen lich?"

Joyce was puzzled, accelerated frantically, and felt the terror behind him, like a human-shaped beast, and he dared not stop.

As soon as he stopped, he would be beaten out...

And his attack, for the other party, has no effect, and it is a bit exaggerated to say that it is tickling.

It was the first time to show the wizard's disintegration technique in front of the world. I didn't expect that it was not used to kill the enemy, but to escape?

Joyce was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, but he kept trying his best to stimulate his speed and ran further.

As long as his strength is not exhausted, he can run to the end of the world...

So, a marathon race appeared, running all the way from the front line of the battle, Yang Shou didn't know how far they ran, the Holy Body was chasing the half-step god's hammer, this kind of scene is not common.

Their speed is extremely fast, Yang Shou roughly estimated that in two hours, they ran more than 20 meters...

It's about to reach the mountain where he cast the cauldron.

Joyce took the lead and rushed up the mountain without thinking.

And then... Boom!

He slammed into the enchantment, and when he reacted, he burst out with all his strength and attacked the enchantment one after another with sorcery, but found that the enchantment remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

Looking at Changsheng, who was chasing fast behind him, he showed a wry smile.

"Treasures can only be obtained by virtuous and capable people. Treasures bestowed by gods naturally require certain thresholds."

The barrier was naturally set up by Yang Shou to prevent the Divine Cauldron from being too easy to obtain. According to the strength of the barrier he arranged, five and a half steps of the gods were enough to break it.

Joyce, a wizard who was forcibly promoted to the half-step **** realm, couldn't break it at all, and he just ran away and plunged into a dead end.

"Run, keep running for me!"

He was gasping for breath, his face was flushed, and he was a little angry.

Joyce used witchcraft to fly, and he... used his legs to run wildly for an unknown distance. Even as a Holy Body, he had some weak legs...

At this time, Joyce's eyes were cold, staring at Changsheng quietly, and said a word: "Ryze, who are you?"

Changsheng was originally very angry, but he was suddenly walked so far, and he didn't expect to finally understand a word from Joyce's mouth.

That pronunciation seems to be... Ryze?

Changsheng couldn't help asking, "Are you talking about Ryze?"

Although the language is different, Ryze's pronunciation is similar.

Joyce's pupils shrank, and he just asked suddenly. After all, the two sides did not understand the language. I didn't expect to hear the word Ryze in Changsheng's words?

Sure enough, it has something to do with Ryze!

However, the communication between the two sides is limited to this, and no matter how they talk, the other party is confused.

"Are you also from the Rune World?"

"How did you get involved with the Hague tribe?"

"Are you also exiled here by the gods?"

"Who the **** are you? Are you with the two-headed lizard?"

...

In the end ~lightnovelpub.net~ the two temporarily stopped fighting because of the word Ryze, staring with big eyes.

The two of them looked at each other, what the **** are you talking about written on their faces, and they were speechless.

At this moment, Changsheng noticed a burst of light emitting from the mountain in front of him.

"Hey, is there any treasure on this mountain?"

Changsheng's small eyes were shining, and in the years he spent with the teacher, the teacher had explained countless adventures to him, as long as there was a vision, it was either a catastrophe or a treasure in the world!

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