Mage's Secret

Holtka's city gate is no different from ordinary city gates that open to both sides. They all open to the inside. If the attack comes from the inside, then in theory, unless a hole is punched in the gate, it cannot be breached. .But this "theory" is based on the "gate".

Murphy's all-out attack did not break through the gate. The defensive charms on the gate were much stronger than he had imagined. After all, it was Holtka, one of the greatest cities of mankind, which had been protected from foreign enemies for thousands of years. The alien invasion itself is a legendary city gate.But after a long period of changes, the wind and sand shuttled through every gap in the city gate. The city gate protected by the spell is still as strong as it was at the beginning, but only after a simple treatment of the door hinge. Although the most solid steel is used, it can be Under the erosion of time, it is no longer as reliable as it once was.

Shaken by the huge force of Murphy's all-out attack, the door hinge, which has been through many battles, finally could no longer support it. There was an insignificant "click" in the roar that resounded through the city, and it was This breaks.Without the support of the door shaft, the ancient door tilted its majestic body in the opposite direction for the first time, opening a way out for the almost desperate demons and mages.

The gap is very small, but the devil is not fat, although it is a little crowded, he still stepped out of the city gate smoothly.The gap in the city gate is the dividing line between safety and danger. One step away is the sea and the sky, and if you don't take that step, you will be lost forever.

Standing on the other side of the city gate, Murphy propped himself up with the spear. The blow just now almost drained him dry, and it was a bit difficult to stand now.He turned his head and looked back, the incredulous expressions of the paladins were particularly comical in the narrow gap.Murphy wanted to laugh, but just as he grinned, a series of coughs rushed to his mouth.He hastily covered his mouth, and swallowed the sound that could startle the paladin.

He couldn't even take a heavy breath at this moment.

This feeling of powerlessness from the heart and loss of strength made him unbearable, but he did not leave. He still looked into the city and finally saw the mage's movements.

The mage waved his staff at the place where they were separated, and cast spells of unknown effect. The paladin soon found him, shouted, turned his horse and rushed towards the mage.

More than a dozen paladins lined up in a row, forming a siege.Due to their tight formation and the dim lights in the distance, Murphy couldn't see what measures the mage had taken.At this time, the anxiety in his heart has not been reduced by half, and he has not escaped the joy of being born at all.

It wasn't until he realized that the formation of the paladins was in disarray, and they were running blindly on the street as if they had lost their target, that he gradually let go of his constant suspense.Seeing this, Traphael really escaped as he said.

Great, the plan was a complete success.Murphy finally couldn't help laughing, and after learning that Trafael was fine, he had no reason to stay where he was.He turned the spear into smoke and dispersed it in the air, and the invisibility spell also lost its effect because there was not enough mana support.

Holding on to the city wall, he staggered towards the north.There was a wood in the north where he could spend the night.

His footsteps were no longer as light as before, and there was a distinct sound when he walked on the ground with each step.At this moment, Murphy was very weak, almost not much better than when he was injured.The wound on his abdomen that was simply sutured was also opened again due to the attack just now, and his physical weakness weakened many of his abilities, such as hearing and intuition.

Therefore, until the voice sounded behind him, he didn't realize that there was actually a person behind him.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" asked the voice, a young and gentle baritone, and if anything, there's no better way to describe it than the balmy sunshine of an autumn afternoon.But this kind voice sounded in Murphy's ears, but it made him feel a more piercing cold than the eternal winter in the Frostland of the Demon Realm.

Someone actually chased him out!Murphy froze in place, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead in an instant.His first instinct was to run, so he did.He strode hard, but his steps were as heavy as lead, and his limbs were so uncoordinated that it was as if all the parts of the body had been cut off and put together randomly.

Another sound of footsteps sounded, and the steps were also heavy, but at least they were looser than the debilitated demon.

Here comes the evil gods!Murphy cursed in his heart, if he was given even a little time to recover, he would be sure to escape smoothly.But things always backfired, no matter how anxious he was, things still went in a worse direction—he fell down.

If it was said, no one would believe that, as a powerful demon, he would trip over while doing a simple run.Murphy fell heavily to the ground, his mind was in a mess, he didn't know whether it was more panic or embarrassment.Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. If he was destined to die here today, anyway, he hoped that his family and mage would not know what he experienced at the end of his life—at least not that he fell while running.

The ground was hard and cold, and Murphy tried to prop himself up, but compared to his stiff legs, his arms were so limp at this moment.At this moment, he couldn't help but think of Traphael. He wondered if the mage would receive the news that the temple had wiped out the demon tonight. How would he feel when he heard the news?Do you feel sorry for losing the way to obtain the spells of the demon world, or will you be full of grief like losing a friend.Or, disappointed that the demon isn't as strong as he claims to be?

If his strength is questioned by a human mage, it will bring shame to his family.Thinking of this, Murphy couldn't help regretting—he deceived Traphael. He once said to the mage: "Every demon who lives to adulthood has experienced many battles." What the mage said out of contempt, if he still had the chance, he was willing to confess everything to the mage—although his growth path was indeed full of thorns, in fact he never even participated in a decent battle.

But so what? It’s not that those guys don’t recognize his strength and never let him fight for the glory of the family. If he didn’t use some means, the task of coming to the human continent this time may not fall on his head superior.His lack of actual combat experience is true, should this be blamed on him?

He thought more than once that if he could be given a chance, he would definitely prove to those guys that he would never insult the name of the Norber family, which is known as the strongest Marquis.But, is there no chance?

Another person's footsteps came hurriedly from far and near, and he walked to Murphy's side after a while.

"Are you okay?" the young man asked, his voice was still steady after running a short distance.

A hand rested on Murphy's shoulder, just a gentle touch without any hostility.Only then did Murphy turn sideways suspiciously and look at the human being.

This is a young man in a gray robe, his tired face is full of concern, his hair is a rare gray, half-length falling on both sides of his cheeks as if it has not been taken care of for a long time, his eyes are In the not so bright moonlight, it presents a dark brown color.Coupled with the sparse beard on his face, it made him look dirty.

The first thing Murphy noticed was his robe, which made the skin on the back of Murphy's neck tense - this is the attire of a spellcaster!And the spellcaster can detect the evil aura that he has no energy to restrain now!

However, the imagined anger and hostility did not appear on the young man. Just as Murphy felt that he had regained a little strength, when he was about to push the young man away and stand up, the young man's hand holding Murphy suddenly tightened.

"You smell of blood." The young man whispered, "Let me see."

Before Murphy had time to refuse, the young man put his hands on his shoulders and let him lie flat on the ground.The young man's strength was not small—or it was stronger than Murphy expected, but his movements were very careful.

The situation changed suddenly, and Murphy couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"Looking at your attire, you should be a mage apprentice?" As if not wanting to make Murphy too nervous, the young man said in a soothing and gentle tone, but his hands were quickly untying Murphy's belt .

"What are you doing?" Murphy asked, the despair that he thought he was about to die had completely disappeared at this moment, he wanted to stop the young man's movements, but found that his blocking was in vain - he was at the moment Leaving, the young man's strength is still damn great!

Until the robes were lifted up and the shirt was unbuttoned, Murphy felt another kind of fear that was completely different from before: "Quick, stop!" He held the young man's wrist, his tone almost trembling.

Unexpectedly, just as he asked, the young man's movements really stopped.The cold wind was blowing on his body. Although Murphy didn't really feel cold, he still had goose bumps all over his body.Afterwards, he heard the young man's surprised voice: "Oh my god, it's actually hurt so badly!"

The development of the situation has completely confused Murphy. He held the young man's hand that was still pulling his clothes, and stared at the young man's handsome face full of confusion and doubts.

After looking at Murphy's wound for a while, the young man seemed to notice that the person under his firm control was looking at him with grief and indignation.So he smiled shyly and said, "Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Lance and I'm a doctor."

Then, his next sentence made Murphy's hair stand on end: "But that was my previous profession, and I should be considered a trainee priest now."

It turned out to be the caster of the temple!Murphy, who was still calm at first, immediately struggled, but was suppressed by the strange power priest who was not suitable for his slender figure: "You are seriously injured, let me treat you."

This sentence made Murphy, who was in a panic, froze in place with a distorted posture as if cast by a stereotyped spell: "You said, you want to treat me?!"

"That's right." Lance nodded seriously, "Your wound needs immediate treatment."

"No, I don't need it." Although he didn't know why this weird priest didn't notice that he was exuding an evil aura like an active curse at this time, and he even expressed kindness to him, but he didn't dare to let the priest really feel sorry for him. He heals—who knows if these light spells will do him any harm.

But Lance ignored his refusal, put his hand directly on his wound, and chanted a spell.

A faint light bloomed in Lance's hands, covering Murphy's body.Murphy gritted his teeth tightly, but the pain he imagined caused by the damage caused by the light spell did not come, and he even felt a little comfortable, the power returned to his body, and his five sensitive senses that were temporarily lost Finally started to pick up.

But what concerned him the most was that the abdominal wound never showed any signs of healing.

With the recovery of his night vision ability, he finally saw the appearance of this weird priest clearly.Lance's robe is not a gray robe, but a white robe covered with dust.And the same gray is not his original hair color, Murphy tried hard to identify, his original hair color should be silver.

Lance doesn't "look" dirty, but is really full of dust and dirt.And those eyes that Murphy thought were dark brown, under the white radiance of the healing spell, showed a golden radiance.

Seeing that the wounds under his hands did not improve, Lance's brows gradually frowned. He briefly stopped the spell he was using, and wanted to change to a more powerful one.

But Murphy didn't give him this chance. After he felt that he had almost recovered, he quickly supported his body with his hands, kicked his legs back hard, and made his body jump backwards, leaving Lance's control range.

His body regained its lightness, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared under the priest's surprised eyes.

In any case, for Murphy, no matter how kind the pastor is, he is still a clergyman, and it is a good strategy to get out of the hands of natural enemies as soon as possible.

Just as Murphy was running towards the direction of the small forest, a phantom came from the north and rushed in through the gap in the city gate that Murphy broke open.

As if sensing something, Murphy stopped in his tracks, frowned and looked in Holtka's direction.

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in the temple.

The priestess, who had noticed that Murphy had escaped from Holtka, stopped announcing the order for the paladins to go out of the city to pursue him. Her face was blank for a moment, and then it turned into deep doubts.

"The evil is still in the city and spreading." She murmured in a low voice, the mist in her eyes was still too thick to dissipate.