Water and Fire Twins Magician

The latest person to wake up from the illusion was the sixth-level warrior Vaughn.

He remembered that he was a group of twelve people, walking underground towards the passage found in the ruins. The passage didn't seem long, but they kept walking and walking, and they could never reach the end. What was even more strange was that Vaughn's own memory seemed to be replaying, repeating the thoughts he had when he first entered the tunnel.

No need to ask any more questions, it must be an illusion.

When he regained consciousness, he suddenly realized that the people in front of him had been missing for a few days. Not long after, the person in the front disappeared again, and the others returned to the starting point, repeating the path they had just taken. Even though his mind had seen through the illusion, he could only follow the team around until it was his turn.

This caster is definitely not a simple person.

This person is of course Meister. In order to allow Jacques to practice smoothly, he cast this illusion that only allows one enemy to pass through at a time.

"It's been a long time since we last saw Lord Jacques making such rapid progress. The last time I saw him was in the Masala ruins." Hiding in the dark, Mestre was leisurely watching Jacques dealing with increasingly powerful enemies. He was also surprised and amazed at his incredibly fast progress.

"Haha, Master Jacques's progress is really amazing." Paul also said: "In the frozen abyss, he was still a rookie who only knew third-level magic. How long has it been since then? Sixth-level warriors are no match for him."

Jacques's use of Dou Qi has become more and more proficient. Because the people who came were all earth-type, which suppressed the water-type in terms of attributes, Jacques always used the fire-type Dou Qi that restrained the earth-type to meet the enemy.

However, despite the attribute advantage, after knocking down eight enemies in a row, Jacques felt exhausted. There was nothing he could do about it. The weakest of the opponents were either fourth-level magicians or fifth-level warriors who could also condense fighting spirit. If it weren't for Jacques' abnormal magic power and mental support, how could he have won eight consecutive games against opponents of similar strength?

"Huh... I didn't expect that it would be so tiring to keep gathering Dou Qi." Jacques panted a little: "Although each battle is a quick one and the Dou Qi is not maintained for a long time, the consumption is still quite huge."

"That's right. The biggest problem with using fighting spirit is that it consumes much more than using magic." Gandalf replied.

"The enemy is coming again, and this one looks stronger than the previous ones..." Jacques couldn't help but say seriously.

Compared with the sixth-level warrior who used wind and sand fighting spirit before, this person was equally calm, but there was a more insightful and experienced look in his eyes.

He looked at Jacques for a long time before muttering, "Although you are very strong, the illusion outside was definitely not cast by you."

Jacques was confused: "What illusion? I don't know what you are talking about."

"He saw through it." Paul said softly to Meister. The latter nodded and strengthened the control of the illusion on others.

"I should be the ninth one, what about the eight in front of me?" The other party's brows slowly frowned. Although he couldn't see the details of the young man in front of him, his ominous feeling became stronger and stronger.

"Of course I took care of them. But let me make it clear that I didn't kill them. Some pervert just dragged them away, and I don't know what he was going to do with them." Jacques said.

"Sir, please stop making fun of me. I've been hungry for a long time. Can you let me have a good meal?" Paul's voice came from the darkness.

Vaughn's face turned pale. No wonder he smelled the faint smell of blood in the air. However, with his level and knowledge, he was still unable to perceive the secrets buried in the Narnia Abyss Prison.

For Jacques and Paul, there was no need to show any mercy to the enemy, especially those who came all the way from the Trojan Federation to hunt them down. Of course, if Paul could do less perverted things to these people, Jacques would welcome it even more.

Vaughn managed to keep his face as calm as possible after finding out that the other party was a tough guy. He seemed to have experienced many big scenes. He said calmly, "Why are the masters still hiding in the dark, and you are the only one fighting?"

"Because I'm enough to deal with you." Jacques said. He suddenly realized that he still hadn't seen through this person's nature.

"Huh, do you really think so?" Vaughn snorted coldly. He had no intention of hiding it. With a contraction and release, a light armor formed by water fighting spirit appeared on his body surface, protecting his chest, back, arms, legs, forehead and back of the head.

"I'm different from those soldiers of the Principality of Dro. I'm Vaughn, a temple guard sent by the Trojan Federation to the Principality of Dro to spread the faith of the goddess Helen." He drew the sword from his waist, and with a "clang" sound, his fighting spirit was added to it, and the sword body was flowing with aqua blue energy.

"Death, blasphemer."

"Oh no, it's actually a water element." Jacques thought. This time he couldn't rely on attribute restraint to take advantage of the opponent.

"That's fine, just go ahead and hit me."

Jacques also gathered his water-based fighting spirit, but he had nothing in his hands, as he indeed lacked a water-based weapon.

"Huh? You are also a water element?" Vaughn was stunned. He did not expect that this would turn into a civil war among water elements. But he thought again. This was not unprecedented. Even among the water elements, there were many who tried to flirt with Goddess Helen. This had nothing to do with the element. It was purely a matter of character.

"As a water-attributed being, you blasphemed the water goddess Helen. Your crime is even more serious!" Vaughn was rarely angry and attacked with his sword in hand.

Vaughn has solid basic skills and amazing speed, and the sword wind blessed with fighting spirit forced Jacques to retreat again and again.

But Jacques was not completely powerless to fight back. While fighting and retreating, he was still able to find opportunities to fight back, but he was unable to use his full strength.

Vaughn's defense was not flawless. He took several heavy punches from Jacques, but they were all completely blocked by the fighting armor.

After more than a dozen rounds, Vaughn was almost unscathed, but Jacques already had three shallow sword wounds on his body.

"This guy is very strong. I will definitely suffer if I confront him head-on." Jacques changed his mind and risked dispersing his water-based fighting spirit, switching to fire-based fighting spirit. He immediately cast a wall of fire and placed it in front of Vaughn.

"What? Fire wall?" Vaughn was startled and couldn't stop for a moment, so he passed through the fire wall.

Although the fire wall technique could not cause any harm to him, the water-based fighting spirit in his body made a "sizzling" sound when passing through the fire wall, and steam immediately filled the air.

Vaughn secretly thought that something was wrong and was just trying to disperse the steam that was blocking his vision when Jacques came over from the side.