At this time, the Eye in the Sky suddenly disappeared.
"Riska!"
"It's not my problem!" A shocked look appeared on Riska's face. From the analysis of the magic power fluctuations coming from the distance, he knew that someone had released the forbidden curse again, but the forbidden curse could interfere with other elements, so that his Eye in the Sky lost its effectiveness. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing.
On the battlefield that An Fei and others could no longer see, the forbidden curse was released. What was surprising was that after the forbidden curse with such powerful magic fluctuations was released, there was no deafening sound or dazzling light. It was just a small circle of light as thick as a child's arm, and the circle of light looked very soft, hanging above Anacita's head.
Anacita screamed. She did not release the amplification magic, but her scream was clearly heard by An Fei who was miles away! In the blink of an eye, Anacita made many movements. Unfortunately, no matter whether she moved back or forward, rose or fell, or grabbed the aperture on her head with her hands, the aperture always hung on Anacita's head, unbiased and undeviating. Never give up, never break, never destroy.
Finally, a thick black smoke enveloped Anacita's figure. People outside could not see Anacita, but they could still clearly see the small circle of light. Then the black smoke streaked across the sky of the forest. Anacita fled into the distance.
Obviously, the circle of light is still following Anacita, because you can hear the howling that gets louder and louder as it gets farther away!
"The Necromancer lost!" Although they couldn't see the battlefield, the ugly screams told them the truth. Riska sighed in a low voice: "I can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"
An Fei's pupils suddenly shrank, and Susanna stretched her hand to the hilt of the sword at the same time. Only Riska didn't notice it, and said with a smile: "Did you hear just now? God's grace is everlasting! The priest of light has arrived , it seems that Black Eleven conveyed the news that the Necromancer was here in time."
"Who is Black Eleven?" A deep voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Riska's expression changed slightly, and a wall of earth appeared behind him. Then his body was protected by a magic shield, and then he quickly flew into the air. The lightning spell was recited silently at the same time, but he saw An Fei and Susanna stopped where they were. Riska was stunned and did not release the lightning technique.
In fact, Riska's action was quick and correct, but it seemed a little late.
"Kid, don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm." There was a smile in the deep voice.
An old man about fifty years old stood leisurely next to an ancient tree, looking at An Fei and the others with a smile. He was a very ordinary old man, with ordinary appearance and clothes, and the same temperament. He could even be said to be There was no temperament, but a strange emotion still arose in An Fei's heart. He could see the other party with his eyes, but could not feel the other party's existence, as if the other party had become one with the entire forest.
"You are..." An Fei used honorifics. The fact that the other party was only a few meters away from him aroused his instinctive alertness. This can already prove a lot of things.
"Buzuliano, kids, who are you talking about Black Eleven?" the old man said with a smile.
"His name is Amon, and Black Eleven is the nickname we gave him." An Fei smiled.
"This nickname is somewhat interesting." The old man looked at An Fei and said, "Let me guess, your name is An Fei, right?"
"Have you met Amon?" An Fei responded quickly.
"Then this beautiful girl must be Susanna?"
"Buzuliano? Which Buzuliano?" Susanna's attitude seemed very rude.
"Which one? Are there many people with this name?" The old man looked at Susanna with a smile.
"I didn't expect to meet you here." Susanna got the verification and replied respectfully.
"Haha... I'm getting older and I'm not interested in many things anymore. I heard that such a big thing happened in the Hengduan Valley. How could I not join in the fun? For me, if I miss this kind of excitement, it will be missed once. ." The old man's eyes fell on Riska: "Your name is Riska?"
"Yes, hello." Riska said equally respectfully.
"They are all the proud sons of heaven. They have become junior magisters at such a young age." Buzuliano looked at Susanna again: "You kid is even more amazing! I don't think it will take long, and there will be more in the world." A great swordsman."
"What's great about me is incomparable to you." Susanna replied humbly.
"It depends on how you want to compare. Compare with me now? If I can't compare with you, doesn't it mean that my seven or eighty years have been in vain?" Buzuliano shook his head with a smile.
"That's not what I meant. Don't get me wrong." Susanna explained with a hint of embarrassment.
"I can't see through you kid." Buzuliano's eyes fell on An Fei and he observed carefully.
"You don't need to ask yourself to see through everyone." An Fei's answer was a bit neither humble nor overbearing. His feeling told him that Buzuliano himself and the three of them did not have any malicious intentions. Although they were unable to communicate with Susanna and Riska now, it was not difficult to infer that Buzuliano must be one of the most powerful people in the world. ! Otherwise, Susanna and Riska would not be so respectful.
From a common sense analysis, what does such an old person get the most? It is the awe of everyone! In fact, gaining the favor of a girl is the same thing as gaining the favor of an immortal strong man, at least in principle. First, you need to make the other person have a novel feeling towards you. If it were like other people, such as Susanna and Riska now, it would be difficult to attract each other's attention. An Fei doesn't just want to 'hook up' with a strong man when he meets one. It's not a bad thing to leave a novel impression on others. It's much better than becoming a cat or a dog himself.
"Haha... That makes sense." Buzureano laughed.
"Are you here to fight those necromancers?" Riska asked respectfully. He really wanted another group of necromancers to appear and watch the old man in front of him show his majesty, so that he could learn something.
"I'm just here to watch the fun. Killing the necromancer is Silamberg's business."
"The High Priest of Light, Slamberger?" Susanna exclaimed, "You came with him? But..."
An Fei couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, another peak powerhouse? Including Dardani Bailey and Anacita just now, he has been in this continent for several years, and he has never seen so many peak powerhouses at one time!
"But what?" Buzuliano asked. Judging from his expression, he obviously knew what Susanna's hidden intention was, but he still asked, because he was probably teasing Susanna on purpose.
"You are the Archdruid! You and Silanberg..." Susanna hesitated, she still couldn't say it.
"Slamberger and I are mortal enemies?"
The Church of Light is very exclusive, and even more than exclusive. It often engages in life-and-death struggles with other religions. As a believer in the goddess of nature, Buzuliano really shouldn't get together with the High Priest of Light. Susanna feels strange. That's it.
"Yeah." Susanna nodded.
"It's just hearsay." Buzuliano said with a smile: "We old guys have no interest in finding anyone to fight with."
"It's... it's a battle!" Riska believed that battle was solemn and sacred. When she heard Buzuliano describe the battle as a fight, she felt very uncomfortable, so she timidly corrected her.
Buzuliano was stunned for a moment, with a look of reminiscence on his face. He had fought for this and that a long time ago, but his mood has changed in recent years, and he took everything very lightly. Very bland.
Susanna secretly kicked Riska and told Riska to stop doing impolite things.
"Fighting is a matter for you young people." Buzuliano said with emotion: "For us old guys, there is no hatred that cannot be resolved. If I meet someone in a remote place Anacita, guess what I will do?"
"That necromancer? You will definitely duel with her!" Riska said decisively.
"No, I will treat her to a drink, if she is still as young and beautiful as she was then..." Buzuliano suddenly realized something, coughed dryly, and his face became serious: "But this time is different! Anna! Sita actually killed so many people, not to mention Silamberg, I am also very angry!"
If Anacita was still as young and beautiful as she was then, would you still want to invite her to your bed? An Fei felt dumbfounded in his heart. Among the top experts he has seen, Saul is peaceful and generous, Ernest is serious and rigorous, Miocic is enthusiastic and loyal, and their personal characteristics are all respectable. The Buzuliano in front of him is very interested in the undead. Not only does the mage not have the secular attitude of being jealous of evil, but he dares to think about anything! Although Buzureano didn't finish his words, An Fei thought his guess was about the same.
"That necromancer used to be beautiful?" Susanna asked in surprise.
"Of course, she became a necromancer just to keep her youth forever. This time she will be unlucky!" Buzuliano sighed again: "Slamberge's brand of God will always follow her. Keep her with you, maybe for a few months, maybe half a year, or even longer. When the mark of God disappears, even if she is not dead, it will be almost the same. Do you know? Don’t mess with those people from the church, those people The guys look kinder than the last, but they are cruel at heart."