Shaman from Afar

"boom----!!!!"

The fierce crackling echoed in my ears, and the guardian knight who shouted and charged was instantly engulfed by countless flames and explosions, and the thick smoke mixed with ashes dazzled in the dancing north wind.

The expressionless Loren stared at the dazzling fire, and there was a trace of fatigue in the corners of the eyes-without opening the "valve", the unreserved "Turin Fire" is also a very serious load, he has already I can feel the tingling in the temple and neck.

That is a sign that energy is about to run out.

This is the defect of all "casters" ... even if we can find a way to solve the corrosion of the power of the void, human energy is extremely limited. Any high-level spell must be cautious, and there is no room for squandering.

Touching the void is extremely dangerous, and like the casters, trying to use the power of the void directly is simply dancing on the wire rope-a little carelessness is drained by energy and completely mad; or distorted by the influence of the void. mutation.

In contrast, it seems to be a very "ideal" method of death to blow up the brain directly.

The boiling flame gradually dissipated, gradually extinguishing at a speed visible to the naked eye in the cold snowstorm.

The dark-haired wizard sighed slightly, and his expression was somewhat helpless ... after all, this is the extremely cold place in the north, the power of the "Fire of Turin" was reduced to his expectations, otherwise he would not try his best to even a little bit None of the children's backup methods remained.

But all of this is worth it, at least killing the guardian knight of Fanesis and incidentally solved a hidden danger, completely destroying Connold's plan, in general it is ...

The next second, Loren's expression gradually changed from sighing to consternation, the diffused pupil suddenly contracted, and the brain was blank. It took almost four seconds to realize that he had just lost his mind!

As the cold wind screamed, the smoke gradually faded ... There was a huge gap in the center of the wreckage, which was just like ...

It's like being split!

The guard knight with a sword in one hand lowered his head and stood in the center of the gap. His left hand held the blade straight and pointed straight at the black-haired wizard five steps away. The sword also carried undispersed flames, emitting like lava. Bright red!

There were only surprises in Loren's pupils, staring at the blade that split the flame motionlessly, desperately looking for answers.

How is this possible? !

Even if the knight longsword mixed with Mithril forged, at most, it can only be neutralized by the force distorted by the void, and it can resist a little damage-it is absolutely impossible to directly "fire of Turin" like the guard knight Split in the middle!

"You guessed something wrong when you were in the furnace town ..." The guard knight spoke slowly, echoing like a voice from hell:

"The sword in my hand is not a knight sword forged with Mithril, nor is it the weapon I used to be."

Loren looked cold, forcibly grasping the bright silver hilt around his waist.

"It was the 'gift' given by Archbishop Innocent before going to Eboden to give orders. It was once the sword that belonged to His Majesty Brandon I of the sixth generation of 'sage'."

"It's name is" Can Star "!"

The **** knight slowly raised his head, his ardent gaze and the black pupil's double pupils stared directly at him: "The only material used to forge it is Mithril!"

"In front of it, there is no constant thing!"

The dazzling red gradually faded away, and the long sword full of collapses once again restored its original appearance, the unpretentious cold sword body.

The dark-haired wizard twitched his mouth, and his startled expression gradually turned into a kind of helpless self-deprecation.

The Mithril weapons of the entire empire are numbered in the records of the wizard tower, and are basically the heirlooms of the dukes, and it is very difficult to see any one.

But he met him, and he was once the sword of the sage Brandon I, the famous "Can Star"; it just happened to fall into the hands of the guardian knight ...

No one can stop this luck--!

At the moment of shock, the dark-haired wizard had pulled out the bright silver frame in front of him, and the cold blade of the sword swallowed the gray-blue light.

Squinting, carefully observing every small movement of the guard knight, every breath.

The blood-stained right arm still hangs on his side, proving that the injuries on his body have not recovered; but as long as the "Chanxing" is still there, his only few "high-level curses" are like being sealed.

Not to mention the dry energy that I have now, to maintain "beyond perception" and the bright silver in my hands is reluctant.

After having to give up the spell, the last resort is still face-to-face fighting ...

There was a slight bitter smile in the corner of the dark-haired wizard's mouth.

I knew that it was the result, and the sword should be aimed at his heart just now.

The next moment, the dark-haired wizard moved without warning; a gray-blue afterimage, like a beam of light, burst toward the guardian knight standing in the middle of the flames.

With both hands clenching the hilt, Loren pierced his chest without reservation!

"My Lord, please give me the strength to overcome your enemies--!"

The guardian knight who sang loudly did not have the intention to flinch, only the left arm was waving the cold and unpretentious star-instead of avoiding the sword of the black-haired wizard, he aimed at his head and split it head-on!

The broken right arm lost the balance of the body of the guardian knight, the offset blade edge made the dark-haired wizard faster than his sword, and the gray-blue flame poke into it.

"puff--!"

The moment of sideways let the guard knight escape from the vital point, Jianmang stabbed into the right side of his body, torn the flesh, tendons, blood vessels, ribs, and smashed half of the lung lobes!

In an instant, the slippage caused Loren to avoid the sword that the guard knight tried hard to do, leaving only a deep bone wound on his left shoulder.

In the ardent eyes of the guard knight, Loren flashed sideways and lifted up the bright silver expressionlessly, and the sparks gliding through the sword spine opened the bright star in his hand.

The long sword is off!

Finally, the leading guard knight was kicked to the ground by the dark-haired wizard; meanwhile, Loren had pulled out the knight's long sword behind his back with his right hand-the falling blade hit the guard knight's shoulder blade and killed him as a whole The death was nailed to the cold snow.

"It seems that the Holy Cross did not respond to your prayers this time, Lord Knight of the Guardians of Fanes!"

The unkind Loren kicked on his chest, gasping for gasps and coughing up a few sips of blood: "If you healed instantly like the last time you were in Furnace Town, I might really die here!"

"But it's a pity that this result is definitely not the same as you think, right?"

The cold-faced guardian knight did not answer, and his eyes were still fanatical and decisive; if he was lying on the ground, if it was not a slight convulsion of the body, he might even make people think he was dead.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to let you leave here alive." The expressionless black-haired wizard said in a "chat" tone: "If you don't mind, can you start speaking your last words?" "

The **** knight slowly looked up, looking at the ardent eyes even if the other party was already lying, Loren would still feel horrified.

"Loren Turin, you are wrong again." His voice was absolutely determined:

"Holy Cross has answered my prayers!"

Loren sighed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He didn't want to compete with the dying man, just shrugged his shoulders-although this action made him twitch in the corner of his mouth.

"I promised that the Crown Prince Connolly would cause a terrible accident to solve his brother for him; because he gave me a sinful but true and unassailable reason!"

"But the moment I noticed your presence, I gave up."

"Then I'm really flattered." Loren said coldly.

"Because compared to Brandon de Salion, you are the one that must be terminated!"

In an instant, the guard knight rose suddenly, letting the long sword tear his shoulder and grabbing Loren's left hand: "The thunder in the north has brought you down to trial-!"

"boom--!!!!"

The sudden loud noise left Loren blank for a moment, and then suddenly looked back to the top of the cliff cliff in the next second.

The huge white waves have swept through!