Joffrey's dissociation technique was instantaneous, because Ymir had just lost his face, so now he had to use thunder to kill Londo to save his face.
Generally speaking, a sixteenth-level mage still needs to think carefully when casting a sixth-level spell instantly. After all, the level of the sixth-level spell is already quite high. If the consumption is increased to four times at this time, a normal high-level mage will simply not be able to bear it.
But Joffrey didn't care about this. This was certainly not because he had a magic recovery speed comparable to Annelotte's. It's because he has more luxurious equipment than Annelotte. His robe can directly double his magic power reserves!
That's why Joffrey can use magic so unscrupulously because he alone has twice the magic reserves of ordinary people. Precisely because he has such a huge amount of power for him to squander, Joffrey's fighting style seems to have no subtlety at all, whether it is the control of magic or the grasp of combat details.
But no matter how rough Joffrey's fighting style was, these spells with certain tracking properties still hit Londo. The strong man unleashed all his fighting spirit to resist the dissociation spell, but the high-level mage's spell was obviously not so easy to resist.
In the end, Rondo paid the price of an arm. His left hand from the fingers to the elbow joint was transformed into fragile green crystals by the dissociation technique. Rondo only shook his body slightly and the green limbs turned into Debris, scattered in all directions by the wind. Rondo's elbow joint was left with a neat cut like a sharp knife, and the blood stained the dirty snow on the ground red in an instant.
"Hmph..." Rondo made a painful groan. When the dissociation technique decomposes the human body, it will tear the nerves in that part crazily. That kind of pain is difficult for even a tough man like Rondo to bear.
Joffrey licked his lips excitedly when he saw the blood. Dissociation can be said to be his favorite spell, because this spell has considerable lethality, and whenever the recipient is hit by this spell, their pain The look on his face could make Joffrey almost tremble with excitement.
"Londo! Come back!" Kordak knew that Joffrey really had the intention to kill Rondo this time, so he hoped to get Londo to stop, so that maybe Joffrey would take the prince's identity into consideration and be wrong. Those who don't resist take action.
But after feeling the pain, Rondo rushed towards Joffrey like a mad beast.
"Boss, let's go! I'll hold them back!" Rondo shouted while fighting with Joffrey.
"Damn it! You obey my order!" Kordak was in a panic because one of Joffrey's fireballs hit Londo again. Although the man resisted desperately with fighting spirit, he was still roasted because of it. His skin was red, and what was even more frightening was that the joints of his left arm, which were still bleeding, emitted a burning smell, as if the wounds there were cooked.
"You obey my orders!" Rondo yelled in a voice no less than Kordak's while beating him: "I'm so many years older than you, so calling you boss all day is just to give you face." !I am your brother now! You have to listen to your Master Rondo!"
"What the hell!" Kordak cursed angrily. He knew that the wisest thing to do now was to run away, but he couldn't do it because Londo was still here, and the remaining soldiers around him were also there. Everyone is watching him warily, including Agnas...
Londo dodged another fireball from Joffrey, and then he slashed Joffrey in the waist. But Joffrey had piled up a lot of physical protection magic so that he didn't suffer any harm at all. The prince of the empire retreated calmly following Londo's power. He rolled to remove the force. Under the protection of the force field, Joffrey's roll was not even stained with dust.
Elegant and calm, but attacking will make the opponent feel like a thunderbolt. This is the fighting style a mage should have. Joffrey was very satisfied with his performance, but he forgot that his opponent didn't even have an enchanted piece of equipment.
After Londo forced Joffrey back with a sword, he shouted to Kordak: "Don't treat me, Londo, as a fool!"
"???" Kordak was stunned.
"Desert and attack the city lord, no matter which of these two crimes is brought out, you will have your head chopped off! Even if you have military merit, you can't beat it!" Londo said while rushing towards Joffrey: "Although I, Londo, have a brain It’s not easy, but I know what you did, boss! If you are caught by them now, you will die! You must not be caught!”
"Be careful!" Kordak shouted quickly.
"Uh-huh!" After all, Rondo was not able to completely avoid the ice pick technique suddenly launched by Joffrey. His right half of his body was covered with dense ice picks in an instant, and blood flowed out from those small wounds. .
Kordak gritted his teeth and prepared to go up to help Londo. Although he was seriously injured now, no matter what, he could not watch Rondo being killed by Joffrey.
When Kordak rushed up, Joffrey showed a smile of success. He used an instant displacement technique to put a certain distance between the two warriors, and then said sinisterly: "Now, you have added another attack." The prince’s crime.”
"..." Kordak instinctively felt bad.
Next, Joffrey no longer retained any strength. He took out several magic scrolls from his space pocket, and then held them in the air with the hand of the mage.
Joffrey took out a scroll and tore it up after briefly reading the name of the spell. The magic circle set by the scroll was activated in an instant, and it was a chain of lightning. High-voltage lightning with tens of thousands of volts rushed out like a blue water snake. Kordak barely managed to avoid it. The lightning struck a thick pine tree, killing the tree as thick as a man's waist. Beaten in half.
Just when Kordak was congratulating himself on his quick reaction, Joffrey had already torn open the second scroll. It was a magic scroll of dissociation. Joffrey directed the magic towards Kordak with a sinister expression. He did not intend to kill Kordak, but he was still very happy to remove one or two of his arms and legs.
Kordak's face showed despair, because the rolling just now had affected his wounds, and at this time he no longer had the strength to dodge.
At this moment, Rondo rushed over. The strong man used his strong body to knock away the equally strong Kordak, and then the light of the dissociation technique hit him again.
As mentioned before, Joffrey did not intend to kill Kordak directly, so he chose a lower angle for this dissociation technique. This spell disintegrated Rondo's left leg.
"What the hell!" Joffrey seemed to be a little angry at not hitting Kordak. He was now really angry at this stupid guy who was in the way. Joffrey tore off the third scroll, which was a seventh-level spell—Group Human Immobilization.
In an instant, everyone from Kordak to Londo to Agnus except Joffrey was trapped by this spell.
Joffrey walked calmly among these people who could not move, feeling that he was the master of these people's fate. He stepped on Rondo's mutilated left leg, and then twisted the leather boots as if nothing had happened, as if he was crushing a bug.
"You dare to stop me?" Joffrey asked lightly as he stepped on Rondo. He looked down at Rondo, whose face was red from pain, and then a surge of pleasure surged up.
"Ah huh..." Even a tough guy like Rondo became sweaty in the face of such torture. He groaned in pain, but as if he didn't want to surrender in front of Joffrey, he gritted his teeth and allowed the painful sounds to rumble in his chest, but never screamed loudly.
Joffrey was a little dissatisfied with Rondo's performance. He exerted force on his feet again, and then said: "Scream, I want you to scream!"
"Obey him, Londo!" Kordak said with squirming lips. He knew that Joffrey was furious at this time. If he angered him again, Londo would definitely die!
"Bah..." Rondo moved his lips with difficulty, but instead of begging for mercy, he spat out a mouthful of saliva. However, because all the muscles in his body were paralyzed by magic, his saliva did not fly to Joffrey at all, but instead It flowed to the corner of his mouth.
But even Rondo's unreasonable move once again angered Joffrey, and his expression turned ferocious in an instant. The eldest prince kicked Londo hard in the abdomen. As he kicked, he shouted loudly: "I want you to surrender! I want you to suffer! I am the prince, didn't you hear my order?"
"Bah..." Rondo still spat, but this time he seemed to have used enough strength, and the saliva drew an arc with difficulty, and then touched Joffrey's boots.
Rondo grinned with satisfaction. Although his face had long been deformed by pain, Joffrey still saw the happiness from the heart in Rondo's smile, as if he had achieved a great victory.
"You're looking for death!!" Joffrey kicked Rondo on the big head with all his strength, and Rondo's two teeth flew out directly under the influence of Joffrey's hard leather boots.
"Stop resisting! Rondo! Obey him!" Kordak shouted with all his strength.
But Rondo laughed: "Boss..."
"????"
"You are the only person I obey in this life... But even if it is you, don't let Master Rondo obey anyone!"
"Asshole! Stop talking! Shut up!"
"Besides, boss... Master Rondo knows that such a small thing can't trap you... Give it to me... Get ready!"
Before Rondo finished speaking, he stood up again with difficulty. Although he lost a leg and was in a miserable state, Rondo still held on to the tree trunk and stood up tenaciously and firmly, even incredibly.
"Prince of shit! With your Lord Londo here! You! You will definitely not be able to catch the leader!!!" Londo shouted at the loudest voice in his life. He didn't know how he got the strength, and he pounced on Joffrey again. …