Dark underground space.
Pust and the wizard from White Mist City looked at each other in a strange atmosphere, and were silent for a long time, as if whoever spoke first would lose.
In the end, Post couldn't help but broke the deadlock and said to the wizard: "You are from White Mist City, and I am from Black Castle - well, I really come from Black Castle. If my guess is right, , we should all have the same purpose, which is the key to the Holy Land in Gu Luo's hand, right?"
"You are not stupid this time." The wizard snorted coldly, looked at Pust and said, "Yes, I came here just to get the key to Guluo's holy land."
"Then did you get it?" Post asked immediately, his eyes a little fiery.
"Ha!" The wizard laughed out loud as he looked at Puss. After laughing for a few seconds, his expression became solemn, "Of course I didn't get it!"
Post was stunned, raised his eyebrows, looked at the wizard and said, "You didn't get it? Do you think I will believe it?"
"Don't you believe it?" the wizard asked, looking directly at Post.
The two people's eyes collided in mid-air, it was like a communication and a confrontation. After a moment, they seemed to realize their true inner thoughts at the same time, and the corners of their mouths curled up, and they smiled in unison.
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
The laughter between the two became louder and louder. Just when the laughter reached its peak, Pust waved his hand, and purple-red flames condensed in his hand, blasting towards the witch unceremoniously.
The wizard didn't show any surprise at all. He waved his hand and used an energy shield to block the attack. Then, with his backhand, several half-meter-long green wind blades flew out and cut towards Pust's neck.
Post cast a wind spell to resist, and then released lightning to strike at the witch. The witch condensed the air into a purple-black whip, which he whipped hard.
The two fought fiercely, shouting while fighting.
"Smelly woman, hand over the key to the Holy Land quickly, or I will definitely kill you!"
"Humph, I told you I wouldn't have it! Besides, even if I had it, I wouldn't give it to you!"
"It seems that you want to die!"
"I think it's you who wants to die! I had all my plans, but you came to make trouble, and I'm going to tear you apart! Phew!"
"What do you mean by 'you had everything planned well'? My plan is much better than yours. If you hadn't been ahead of me, I wouldn't have gone to such trouble. Go to hell, you filthy woman in a third-rate tavern! Boom!"
"Die! Bang!"
"It's better you die! Boom!"
In the underground space, various spells were flying around for a while, with brilliant lights and constant roars. The soil on the four walls fell "swissly", and those who didn't know thought there was an earthquake.
Pust and the wizard didn't care about this at all, and they didn't believe anything the other said. They just wanted to kill each other. The power of the spells continued to increase, and the battle entered a fierce state. Both sides worked hard to squeeze out the last trace of mana from the magic source to release spells to attack the opponent.
And so it goes on until...
"boom!"
There was another roar, and the underground space trembled violently several times. After each of Post and the Sorcerer fired a super powerful spell, they entered a weak state.
In two corners of the underground space tens of meters away, the two of them stopped casting spells with some tacit understanding, maintained a state of alert, and worked hard to recover their mana, physical and mental strength, and prepared to restart the battle after they were almost recovered.
"Huhuhu—"
"Huhuhu—"
The two stared at each other with big eyes and gasped for breath. Suddenly, the wizard noticed something keenly, tilted his head slightly, then looked at Pust and said: "You... Huh... Where is the student you sent in before? "
"Huh?" Pust was stunned. He didn't know why the wizard suddenly asked this matter. He suspected a conspiracy and said coldly, "Huh... Huh... I wasn't killed by you. You still need to ask me?!"
"No!" the wizard screamed, "I did attack him, and I saw him fall with my own eyes, on the ground over there. But now he's gone!"
"Huh? How is that possible?" Post quickly glanced at the place where the witch pointed, and then looked away, fearing that the witch would sneak up on him, and said without paying much attention to the disappearance of Richard's body, "Crazy woman, maybe it's you. I remembered it wrong, or maybe it was blown to other places by the residual power of the spell, there is nothing worth making a fuss about!"
"Impossible!" After listening to Pust's words, the wizard became highly vigilant and shouted loudly, "It is absolutely impossible to say the same as what you said! I am different from you idiot. During the battle just now, I treated everyone Remember all the details clearly!
In the previous battle, the spell definitely did not affect the opponent's body. In other words, at the beginning of the battle, the opponent's body was not there! "
"This!" After hearing what the witch said and seeing that the witch didn't mean to be joking at all, Post could not help but frown, feeling a little suspicious in his heart. After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly recalled many overlooked doubts in my previous contact with Richard.
Not to mention anything else, let's talk about the vest that Richard is wearing. He has experimented many times before. As long as he activates it with a crystal ball, the same vest will definitely explode.
But why, after wearing it on Richard, he made a mistake and activated it three times in a row, but the vest didn't respond at all
In addition, it seemed that Richard was being trained by him too smoothly, well, too smoothly. Everything in the training was going according to his plan, and Richard himself didn't resist at all, which was really wrong. After all, he didn't believe that Richard couldn't see anything wrong with his plan. Originally, he prepared a lot of powerful suppression methods, but in the end, none of them were used. This is very abnormal.
Could it be!
Post suddenly had an extremely bad guess in his mind, his face changed, he turned his head suddenly, glanced around with wide eyes, and said to himself while scanning: "Isn't that kid not an ordinary guy? ? Does that kid have other ulterior motives? Could it be that that kid has been pretending all along? Damn it, then where is he? Where is he... Ugh! "
Suddenly, Pust's voice stopped. Because he clearly felt something hard pressing against his back. From the expression of the sorceress in the distance, he was sure of one thing almost instantly - the person he was looking for was at this moment. behind him.
this!
Pust's breathing became rapid, unsure of Richard's strength, but considering that Richard could quietly approach a weak state, he was obviously not too weak. Then, if he wants to resist, he must be more conservative, so that he can get out of the predicament.
Having made up his mind, Post slowly raised his hand and said to the invisible person behind him: "Boy, listen to me, I actually have no ill intentions towards you. I don't know what you want to do. , but as long as you are willing to cooperate with me to kill the woman over there, in exchange, I can help you do something of the same value. How about it, it's reasonable, right? Now let's... go to hell!"