Elven Reaper

Akto's mental power detected another iron-gray scroll in the ring. This was an eighth-level wind magic scroll.

There seems to be no level 10 wind magician in the Elf Forest. The highest level is level 9, a female elf named Jane.

Therefore, correspondingly, there are no ninth-level wind scrolls. The highest level is the eighth-level scroll that Akto is looking at now, Fengyuanqie.

The principle of the eighth-level wind magic recorded in this scroll is that the releaser becomes the source of wind, emitting countless sharp wind blades from his own pores, causing huge cutting damage to enemies who try to get close to him.

Of course, in this case, the closer the enemy is to you, the greater the damage you will receive.

Akto curled his lips and shook his head. This scroll may have a miraculous effect on dealing with close assassins.

But when used in an honest fight, it feels a bit like dancing on a tightrope.

Because magicians are all little squishy, ​​they would rather the enemy stay away from them during the battle. It is too late to keep their distance at all times, so how can they get close to the enemy and use this trick?

So I gave up on this decisively.

Finally, Aktor swept across the last row of scroll racks in the ring.

It is a space scroll.

Don’t watch the low-level ones, just watch the ninth-level ones.

The magic skill recorded in the ninth-level space system scroll is three-dimensional collapse.

When this space skill is cast, it collapses the space in the target area into pieces.

The visual effect is very much like Akto smashing a cube mirror in his previous life, with small pieces of glass falling apart.

And everything in this space area will also be broken into pieces.

This scroll looks a bit reliable, with a wide range and stable damage.

But after Akto thought about it, it wouldn't work either, because even if the ninth-level magic dealt with a ninth-level warrior, even if it was full of damage, it might not be able to kill it.

After receiving the sword from Edmund Sword King just now, Akto has learned well.

A high-level powerhouse, even a high-level powerhouse who is seriously injured and dying, is far from being able to withstand the trapped beast attack from a low-level powerhouse.

Since there's no guarantee of a one-hit kill, it's best not to use it.

Next to the three-dimensional shattering scroll, there are two space scrolls.

One of them is Akto's fourth-level strength, relying on the space teleportation scroll in the epic battle.

Strictly speaking, space teleportation scrolls have no grade, and only Elder Stannie in the world can make them.

And another kind of scroll is a tenth-level forbidden spell of the space system, space interception

Who said that the forbidden curse cannot be made into a scroll? It's because you are stupid. Akto saw this and shrugged.

It is said that the mainland has tens of thousands of years of history. Elder Stannie is probably the first magician to make a forbidden curse scroll.

But using this forbidden curse scroll to deal with Xiu, a despicable human warrior, is a bit unworthy.

Thinking of this, Akto fell into deep distress.

We elves are still too poor and can't even find a decent magic item, alas.

Of course, this is just a gripe. Akto certainly knew how incredibly valuable the scrolls in his hands were.

These scrolls, especially the space scrolls, if you take out any one of them, it will cause a huge sensation on the mainland.

In the Hold of the God of Light, Akto is still worried about dealing with Xiu, like a tiger eating a hedgehog, and it doesn't go smoothly.

Despicable humans really give the elves a headache.

Outside the mask, Xiu was still beeping: "Very good, it seems I caught an amazing big fish."

Xiu's voice was a little trembling, and he was also a little hesitant in his heart. Akto's background seemed really thrilling.

Otherwise, just shake hands with him and make peace with him

But when I think about it, I have already offended him. Secondly, his wealth is really exciting.

If his grandma did it, the worst he could do would be to wander around the world, spend a few years raising his strength to the epic level, and then come out to clear his name.

After making up his mind, Xiu said with a smile: "How long will your Light God's Holder last? As far as I know, there is a difference between the magic cast by the magic scroll and the magic cast by the magician himself."

"How long can you hold on, little genius Akto?"

Xiu did not continue to use brute force to break the God of Light's Holder, but instead used sixteen pairs of fists to hover in mid-air, surrounding the mask of light.

He is waiting for the energy of the God of Light to be exhausted. Without continued energy supply, this light shield will soon dissipate.

Akto ignored this villain who was suffering from the classic chatterbox problem. He popped another healing potion into his mouth, took out the elf fruit wine, and swallowed it with the wine.

At the same time, he was still calculating his chances of winning against Xiu Jiangang.

After calculating all the cards, Akto came to the conclusion that he had a certain chance of winning, but he could not win for sure.

Because Xiu is a ninth-level warrior, and he is the kind of old warrior who licks blood on the tip of his sword. He is a warrior with rich combat experience, so he may not have any trump cards.

He is only a fourth-level magician and martial artist.

Therefore, he decided that it would be better to use the space teleportation scroll to escape first, then improve his strength, and then come back to kill Xiu.

"Xiu boy, let's make another deal." Edmund on the side suddenly spoke.

Akto's face condensed, and he wanted to make a deal again, which meant that they had made deals before.

Did he think of a possibility?

When Norton and Edmund found Duke, Duke was horrified and couldn't figure out how Norton and Edmund found him so quickly.

From what Edmund said, Xiu must have betrayed Duke early and informed Norton and Edmund of their whereabouts through some special method.

That's why they came to your door so quickly

Sure enough, Xiu looked at Edmund with a cynical smile on his face: "Old Sword Emperor, please tell me in detail."

Edmund Tiger's face was soaked with a mixture of blood and sweat, and he said in a low voice: "How about a secret in exchange for my life?"

"Oh, why is the secret so valuable? It's actually worth the life of the uncrowned emperor of the orcs. I'm very interested." Xiu's voice was much higher, and he looked very interested.

The thickly trimmed eyebrows and the two scimitar mustaches complement each other perfectly, giving him a unique charm of a middle-aged man.

He was talking, but his energy was not completely distracted, and he was still staring at Akto in the light shield.

Akto also became interested.

Of course he has no interest in humans or ordinary ants, but the secrets that the tenth-level strongman told in order to save his life are probably really secrets, so he is still a little interested.

Edmund was obviously not a newbie. He chuckled and said, "Let me go now. Ten days later, the secret will be sent to you in the form of a letter."

As if to prove the credibility of what he said.

Edmund continued: "Don't worry, I can swear in the name of the Sword Emperor that firstly, I will absolutely guarantee the value of the secret, and secondly, I will never issue a liquidation against you."