Under the crimson full moon.
Snowflakes were flying all over the sky.
Intertwined with the flying snowflakes are purple electric lights.
At this time, Gu Nie was in this ocean of purple electric light, like a god.
Although Gu Nie looked majestic amid the purple thunder arcs dancing in the sky.
In fact, at this time, Gu Nirvana was already experiencing unspeakable suffering.
Although he had already drank a bottle of high-end treasure Silent Spirit Potion in advance.
But the potion didn't seem to have much effect.
In the middle of the battle, Gu Nie, who was furiously casting spells, could feel bursts of tearing feeling coming from the depths of his soul, and it was getting worse.
The previous release of dozens of high-level spells had already damaged Gu Nie's soul. At this time, the continuous release of this ordinary magic spell is even more frantic on the verge of death.
As soon as he started to cast spells furiously, Gunie felt that the frequency of his single-second overlap dropped sharply.
A level that could originally cast fifteen spells per second.
Nowadays, it can only reach the level of seven or eight curses per second.
If only that was it.
The frequency of seven or eight spells in one second was enough to suppress the fourth-level shadow assassin, leaving the targeted guy exhausted and unable to cause harm to himself.
He can even hit once or twice from time to time, injuring the opponent, and even pushing the opponent into danger many times.
The single-second overlap of the instant spells, coupled with the extremely high reaction speed, gave Gu Nie an advantage.
But here's the thing.
When the frequency of single-second overlap reached the level of seven or eight seconds, Gunie felt the pain coming from his soul getting stronger and stronger, and finally it was almost unbearable for Gunie.
Even if Gunye forces himself to persist in front of him, his eyes will become slightly black, and his spell casting will not be smooth enough.
Gu Nie can only reduce the spell to the level of four or five spells per second.
Four or five spells per second are enough to maintain a stalemate with the opponent, and even occasionally conduct a small amount of arc to burn the assassin, causing him to suffer some injuries.
However, with the continuous state of four or five curses per second.
At this time, Gunie could already feel the pain coming from the depths of his brain becoming more and more intense.
My head felt like it was about to burst.
Obviously, the state of four or five spells per second will not last long.
Feeling the severe pain in his mind, Gunye missed his peak state of fifteen spells per second.
If he really wanted to return to the state of fifteen spells per second, this fourth-level shadow assassin would be blasted to smithereens by Gune in just a few seconds.
"Although my soul is very powerful, after all, I am only a first-level extraordinary spell master."
"Fighting against this fourth-level shadowman who is specialized in restraining spellcasters, after all... it's too difficult."
"Since you are going to die... then I will give you a hard blow before I die!"
Knowing that if he continued to entangle like this, he would eventually die, so Gunie stopped messing around with the other party.
Gunie suddenly bit her steel teeth, holding back the severe pain from the depths of her soul, and began to cast spells.
But the frequency of single-second overlap has just increased.
"Crack..." Something seemed to be broken in his head.
Gunie felt her eyes go dark, and even her steps staggered slightly.
Immediately, the whole world began to spin.
Gunie felt as if her soul was flying in the sky.
Severe pain filled his mind, but as a spell master, Gune still retained a rare sense of self.
"Peng!"
It seemed like something hit the ground.
Gu Nie felt a little cold on the back of her head.
The dark scene in front of me was slowly revealed.
What catches the eye is the huge crimson moon and the snowflakes flying all over the sky.
Snowflakes were constantly hitting Gu Nida's face, which was very cold.
Not far away, the fourth-level shadow assassin stood alone in the wind and snow, and he could only catch a glimpse of his figure.
Gunie wanted to struggle up, but found that she couldn't feel her body at all, and couldn't even move at all.
Gu Nie: "..."
After a long silence, Gunie guessed his situation.
Just now, when there was something wrong with my soul, the other party seized the opportunity.
If his guess was correct, his head should have been flying in the sky for a while.
"Fortunately... I am facing the sky, so I can still enjoy the beautiful moonlight when I die."
The power of the Blood Curse Master allowed Gune to maintain his vitality for a long time even if he was beheaded.
"When he is resurrected later, a soul-fixing divine ring spell will immobilize him first, and then kill him directly!" Gu Nie has already started to take care of the funeral.
Gune is about to die pretty well.
But the shadow assassin was no better.
Its speed has also dropped sharply, and its methods have almost been exhausted. Gu Nie is resurrected and in full condition. If this guy dares to be tough, he will definitely die.
Footsteps sounded.
Gunie saw the face of the fourth-level shadow assassin. He was a dark elf with dark skin and handsome cheeks.
"You are very powerful. Among all the spell masters I have fought against, except for those fourth-level spell masters, you pose the greatest threat to me."
The dark elf shadow assassin said softly.
"If you are not the first level, you may not be the one who dies. What a pity!"
"Yes, what a pity!"
Gunie controlled the little source power stored in his head, gathered it in his mouth, and sighed slightly,
"You know what? You will die today, not me."
A smile graced Gu Nie's face.
The words just fell.
"Pfft!"
There was a crisp piercing sound.
I saw a purple and almost black sword piercing the chest of the dark elf.
The fourth-level dark elf's face was distorted and he wanted to struggle.
But the purple luster of the sword lit up.
As the purple luster surged, the body of the dark elf, with the part pierced by the purple sword as the core, shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A moment later, this powerful fourth-level shadow assassin turned into an old elf corpse that looked like a corpse and died.
That knife seemed to steal all his life.
As the sword was drawn out, the fourth-level dark elf fell to the ground.
The sudden scene made Gu Nie a little confused.
"Hey, this is not the way I'm talking about dying!"
As this body fell.
A familiar face wearing black robes and holding a dark purple dagger appeared in Gunie's field of vision.
Gu Nie exclaimed in great surprise.
"George?"
This guy who wields a fourth-level shadow assassin is surprisingly the third-level "Time Hunter" George.
Gunye didn't expect that she would meet him in this kind of situation.
Looking at the miserable condition of Gunie, whose body was separated five or six meters away, blood was splashed all over the ground, and life time was passing rapidly.
When he came to Gu Nie's head, George sighed slightly, looking apologetic and ashamed.
"I came late. I just finished chasing the enemy and felt the movement of fighting here, so I rushed over."
"Feel sorry… "
Gu Nie didn't have time to bother with the other party at this time, but quickly interrupted the other party's apology.
"Don't just apologize. The body is not cold yet. I think it can be saved."
"Ah..." George couldn't help but be stunned.
Extraordinary beings have very strong vitality. Even if their heads are cut off, they can still survive for a while.
But you have to say that you can reattach the severed head and still survive.
I'm afraid only those at the level of extraordinary masters can do it!