Warlock of the Magus World

Chapter 225: lifted

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"Thirty times..."

Marbu roared unwillingly.

But on him, the khaki magic circle flashed with light, and then exploded violently!

The layers of silver metal on his body also fell to the ground continuously, turning into pieces of silver-white round cakes.

"Damn... my body can't take it anymore..."

Marbu half-kneeled on the ground, looking at the direction in which Leylin was escaping, his face full of unwillingness.

The gravity wizard array is also a big burden for him. With his peak strength as a first-level wizard, he can increase the gravity to twenty times at most. Into a discus!

Far away from the battlefield, inside a hidden cave.

The magic circle exuding the halo of witchcraft is constantly sucking in and out of the air, as if it is attracting something. On the top of the magic circle, there is an inverted "L" symbol, constantly shining with light.

Beside the magic circle, there were two knights in black heavy armor guarding nervously.

boom!

The light of the gravitational circle suddenly soared.

In an instant, a black shadow rushed in at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, and landed straight on the center of the magic circle, making a loud bang.

The dust was flying, the original magic circle was completely destroyed, and there was a big hole on the ground.

"puff!"

Leylin barely straightened his body, and another mouthful of blood spewed out. At the same time, there were severe pains all over his body, as if everything was torn apart.

Although the powerful pulling power of the gravitational witch formation helped Leylin get out of the predicament, it also caused him more injuries.

"A wizard at the peak of the first level is really not something I can match now. Everyone has hidden cards..."

Leylin smiled wryly.

"Master!" No. 2 and No. 3 immediately curtseyed.

"Well! Let's get out of here quickly!"

Leylin looked around and gave orders to his subordinates.

Now he is in a state of serious injuries, and his combat power is not one in ten. Whether he encounters the enemy or his own people, he is very dangerous.

But fortunately, during this period of time, he has secretly built several small footholds in this area. Only he and the two soul servants know the place, and it is the safest place.

Before his injury healed, Leylin didn't plan to formally appear in front of everyone.

With the help of No. 2 and No. 3, Leylin and his party quickly left here.

"Although he was seriously injured this time, it's not without gains! At least, Marbu's metal life and gravity wizard formation have all been exposed..."

This kind of information about a top level wizard is the most rare.

Leylin had collected some information about him through Hand of Chiba and Four Seasons Garden before, but there was no mention of this kind of hole card in the intelligence of the two forces.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why his power and status are not enough.

"Chip! Have you recorded all the previous data?" Leylin asked silently.

"The specific data of Marbu has been recorded, and the character list has started!" The voice of the chip machine rang in Leylin's ear, and immediately, a blue fluorescent light flashed in front of his eyes, and a virtual screen appeared.

"Marbu Lilitl, a first-level peak wizard Estimated strength: 10.7 Dexterity: 9.5 Constitution: 23 Spirit: 79 Mana: 79 (mana is determined by the synchronization of mental power) Spiritual elemental attribute: Metal Progress: 78%-85%

Unique skills: 1. Metal life: After fusing a pure elemental metal life, all kinds of human fatal injuries will be nullified to it, and its physique will be greatly increased. When using metal witchcraft, it will get additional bonuses, but therefore, it will Lose the human sense of touch. 2. Gravity Sorcerer Array: Gravity Sorcerer Array runes were found on the surface of its body, estimated completeness: 56%, all recorded! It can launch a gravity attack of about 2 times to 25 times, and the range is one hundred yards! Estimated maximum power: 29 times! "

After this fight, Leylin had already figured out most of Marbu's specific information.

It can be said that if the fight continues next time and Leylin takes targeted measures, the probability of his death in Leylin's hands is already more than half.

This is only the advantage reflected in the data, Leylin's eyes flashed, "Chip! Create a character model, simulate the best killing plan, and count No. 2 and No. 3..."

In an instant, scenes of battles flashed through Leylin's mind.

Ten minutes later, the feedback from the chip came over.

"According to the latest data simulation results, the target died! No. 2 died, No. 3 was seriously injured, and the main body was slightly injured!"

Looking at the plan given by the chip, Leylin showed a smile on his face: "Marbu! The next time we meet, it will be your death..."

Outside the secret place of the Ganges, it is still inside the inverted castle.

The interior of a room as cold as an icehouse, surrounded by huge ice cubes.

Hightower stared intently at a bubbling beaker in front of him, wearing a pair of thick, unwieldy glasses.

"The hair of the banshee, the nails of the ground lizard, plus... the silk sac of the Duroc spider..."

He murmured inexplicably, and his hands were like precision machinery, continuously pouring ingredients into the beaker.

"Crimson Daughter, come here!"

After these materials were completely melted in the beaker, Hightower opened his hands facing the midair, and chanted a mantra like a sacrificial ritual in a strange language.

hum...

The ground began to tremble, and a bloody smell began to permeate the small room.

In an instant, Hightower seemed to see a blood-colored ocean rushing towards him.

The bloody sea condensed in an instant, turning into a tall and gorgeous woman with no face.

The figure of the woman is illusory, just floating in mid-air.

"... fjisngsieal!" Hightower uttered a long series of ancient spells, which were very awkward, and the tone was very obscure, full of a primitive and barbaric atmosphere.

"Chirp..." After hearing Hightower's sacrificial oration, the woman finally spoke, making a strange sound like the chirping of a bird or the flapping of wings of a flying insect.

"Quick! Bring it up!" Hightower said to the old woman behind.

The old woman clapped her hands, and two rows of attendants in black came in, and brought in a dozen or so human beings whose heads were covered with black bags and whose bodies were still shaking.

"Chirp!" The woman in mid-air let out an excited cry, and then she leaned forward slightly.

puff! puff! puff!

From the captives, countless huge gaps suddenly opened, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The attendants on both sides immediately retreated as quickly as if they saw the plague.

Hush!

The blood condensed into a stream, floating in mid-air strangely, flowing from a low place towards the woman in mid-air.

After a while, there was no trace of blood on the ground, and the red color on the woman's body seemed even more gorgeous.

After receiving the sacrifice, the woman nodded, her face without facial features squirmed, forming the shape of a teapot.

tick!

A drop of blood-red liquid dripped from the mouth of the pot and fell straight into the beaker.

Click!

After the liquid dripped into the beaker, a group of red flames burst out immediately, covering the whole beaker. While the flame was burning, there were other sounds coming from it from time to time, like the wailing of an innocent soul.

When the flames ignited, the woman disappeared in midair strangely.

Neither Hightower nor the old woman found out how the other left.

"How is it?" The old woman stared at the red flames, the flames spread, and a palpitating expression appeared on her face.

Under the light of the red flames, the old woman's face seemed to be distorted, making her daunting.

"This is the most likely method I have come up with after many experiments, and I also borrowed a little bit of blood and evil thoughts through sacrifices... For this curse, it should be the most effective antidote!"

Hightower looked at the gradually extinguished red flame, with a very calm expression on his face, and a gleam of wisdom in his eyes.

"I hope so! The time for Jenna's curse to completely break out is already very close..." the old woman murmured.

Hearing this, there seemed to be a strange look in Hightower's eyes.

Although Jenna has inherited the talent of prophecy and is the hope of the family, Manla is also the relative of the other party. Even in the eyes of the white wizard, this kind of behavior is a bit excessive.

But Hightower concealed his heterochromia very well, so that the old woman did not find out.

Boom!

After a few more minutes, the red flame was completely extinguished, revealing a solidified strange object inside the beaker.

The object seemed to be a mollusk, still wriggling unconsciously like a mass of jelly.

"Success!" A smile appeared on Hightower's face.

Immediately, his face turned serious, and he said solemnly to the old woman: "... Ma'am, although I am very sure about this method of lifting, curses are very troublesome things, and some dark wizards still like to use them in it." Plus all sorts of nasty toxins that can be very troublesome to deal with, so if... I mean if, if at all possible, talk to the wizard who cast the curse... "

"No need! My family will not compromise with anyone! Destiny is behind us!" The old woman refused, and Hightower could only smile wryly.

Because they were worried about the chain reaction of the curse, Jenna and Manla were placed in two distant places during the treatment.

Hightower wore a white robe with many runes gleaming with milky white light.

At this time, he was holding up a vessel in his hand, and the mollusk lay quietly inside.

Hightower looked at the unconscious Manla on the test bench, and finally turned his head to look at the old woman.

The old woman nodded expressionlessly.

Seeing this, Hightower could only sigh in his heart, and then his expression became solemn, "Then, I'm going to start..."