Quadruple split.

Chapter 502 The person in charge

Sergey was shocked.
He really couldn't help but be shocked, because just a dozen seconds ago, that old, crappy mage actually picked up his staff and slapped himself on the ground. Although he didn't cause much damage to himself, this unimaginable development It still surprised him.

The battle experience that has been engraved into the bone marrow made Sergey subconsciously make a series of responses, and he was not hurt by the follow-up more than ten flames flying from the sky, but it couldn't help him sort out the current situation. Why did the staff explode, why was the old man who was also bombed at close range fine, why is this guy so powerful even though he is a mage?
"Bastard, you are not a mage at all!"

Sergey, who swept into mid-air, struck down, stretched out his hands and strangled Jadka's neck: "Die to me!"

Several criss-crossing walls of fire suddenly appeared out of thin air, burning violently in the air. They covered Jadka layer by layer, forcing Sergei, who had limited vision, to forcibly change his attack form, changing the original volley attack to a large one. With the impact of range thought energy, he turned his claws into palms and pushed out a wide-ranging wave. In an instant, the thick wall of fire was blown away, and then he pressed on Jadka with unabated power.

However, at this moment, several tea eggs were the first to meet the wave of thought energy, and exploded when they touched the latter, further reducing the power of energy, followed by another tall wave The figure flashed, and the black sandalwood dragon wings that rushed to Jadka at high speed shook again, setting off two strong wind pressures to offset the last aftermath, while Yaya rushed up from the side at the moment Sergey was about to land, The 'Giant Smasher' that had gone through countless rounds in his hand hit Sergey's back heavily.

"Wow, I'm looking for death!"

No matter how strong the latter is, he couldn't be unscathed after Yaya tried his best to complete a heavy back attack. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and raised his right hand to slap at the next second. Yaya's side face, if he slapped him hard enough, it would break his face at least, or slap his head off at worst.

However, at this moment, a series of flame shocks suddenly blasted on Yaya's shoulders. Although the strength and damage were not satisfactory, they successfully deflected her body a little, making her avoid Sergey by a tiny margin. That palm of shame and indignation.

"You don't slap someone in the face, kid, let alone a girl."

Jadka looked at Sergei coldly, and the staff in his hand hit the ground heavily: "Shameless!"

At the same time, the ground beneath Sergey's feet turned dark red visibly, followed by a burst of orange-yellow flames, followed by the second, third, and fourth. In just a few seconds , Twelve scorching streams of flame shot up from the ground, engulfing Sergei's body in an instant, without even touching Fangya who was so close to him.

This round of [Flame Tongue], which has excellent sound and light effects, is also a low-level fire magic, and it is also the strongest spell Jadkar has mastered so far, because the scale is basically five times that of the conventional fireball spell, and the success rate remains at the same level all year round. It is less than 10%, so Lao Jia almost never tries to use it.

But it's different now
Jadka holding [Purified Spicy Burnt Powder] can not only easily cast [Fire Tongue Technique], there is no casting process or cooldown time, and a whole stack is just a lift away.

In fact, no matter whether it was the tongue of fire that directly sprayed Sergei's face, or the spells of fireball, wall of fire, flying flames, and flame impact, Jadkar could easily achieve continuous instant casting.

The reason is very simple. First of all, his mana reserves are not a problem at all. If converted into data that players can understand, it is at least the sum of fifty Futaba's mana values. The biggest crux of the weak elemental observation ability is the bottle of chili noodles. It ceases to exist after its debut, so the rest is nothing more than a matter of proficiency.

So what is the level of Jadkar's proficiency in low-level fire magic?

To sum it up in one sentence, it's all. Note that he has practiced all the low-level fire spells more than [-] times with his heart. That's right, it's not that he has used or practiced [-] times, but "intentionally 'Practiced more than [-] times.

So after the obstacle of elemental perception disappeared, it was not surprising that he could do this to this extent.

It is also an instant fireball technique. Others may need to wave their staff and raise their arms, but Jadka only needs one thought to construct the corresponding magic circle. If ten thoughts are ten, one hundred One thought is one hundred, as long as he is willing, he can use as many low-level fire magic as he wants before the magic power is exhausted.

So although he is a junior mage who doesn't know intermediate magic at all, he has surpassed most intermediate mages in some aspects, such as the use of elementary spells, such as magic power and so on.

It's a pity that Sergey's class is high-level, and his profession is also a monk with one of the best endurance and magic resistance, so most low-level magic is difficult to break the defense, and the concept of not breaking the defense is placed in the data On the other hand, it is forced to deduct 1 point of blood, which can't even keep up with his natural blood recovery speed.

Otherwise, Jadka alone could forcibly kill him with low-level magic.

"Yaya, back off!"

Mo Tan let out a low snort, and then spewed out a dragon's breath with a faint thunderous sound, aiming at Sergei who was engulfed by the flames.

Yaya, who was about to hit again, jumped aside quickly when he heard the words, and then saw Mo Tan's dark purple dragon's breath collided with the whole pack of Flame Tongue Art, and made a deafening explosion.

[Dragon Flame and Elemental Flame are two completely different concepts, both in form and in nature. It is not uncommon for an explosion to occur if the two are suddenly mixed together. 】

Mo Tan had seen this sentence in a small science book about dragons in the Great Library of Salamune before, so he decisively rushed to Sergei who had not yet left the scope of the Fire Tongue Technique, and the result was really exploded
There is smoke, no injury.

After the flames subsided, Sergei's unscathed figure reappeared in everyone's field of vision, and there was an eggshell-like energy barrier circulating around his body, protecting his body without leaving any dead ends, let alone the flames. No, not even a speck of dust.

【Is this the crushing of high-level against low-level?】

Mo Tan took a step forward with a face as heavy as water, and protected Jadka, who had just drawn a lot of hatred, behind him, feeling powerless.

Although he didn't intend to win from the beginning, this result still made him feel a little frustrated.

There are still five minutes before the arrival of the reinforcements that Jadkar said. Feeling the real killing intent on Sergey, Mo Tan feels that the next period of time should be very difficult.

Thinking from the best point of view, just hold on for another [-] seconds, not even a cup of coffee.

Those who travel hundreds of miles are half to ninety, and the time to work hard has come!
puff!
Accompanied by an undetectable sound, Sergey suddenly disappeared into Mo Tan's vertical pupils, and appeared behind Yaya who was closest to him a second later, and punched lightly.

Ya Ya, who didn't even have time to turn around, only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and then he couldn't feel his right arm.

The heavy [Altaïr Cutting Blade Giant Crusher] hit the ground, making a dull bang.

The girl let out a shrill howl, and fell down staggeringly.

But Serge, who was expressionless, supported her with his fist.

In the next second, the bones of Yaya's left shoulder were also shattered in an instant, hanging limply by his side.

"stop!"

"Tooth!"

"Stay away from her!"

The first Black Tan to react shot out, and turned into an afterimage driven by the dragon's wings, hitting Serge straightly.

Several winding flames followed closely behind, and merged into one in mid-air, turning into a flaming python, which opened its mouth wide to swallow Sergei.

With only one arm left to move, Ji Xiaoge half-kneeled on the ground, took out a fat version of the Gatherine Valkyrie from the bag with difficulty, stuffed several tea eggs and uranium croquettes into it, and then pushed it hard. trigger.

However.
"Unbelievable!"

Serge snorted coldly. With one hand stuck on Yaya's neck, he first hit Mo Tan's side with a knee, directly stomping him to the ground, and then swung two lightning-fast blows with his backhand. He punched the giant flaming python above his head into a ball of sparks, and finally picked up Mo Tan, who had been beaten to death, with his toes, and kicked him to Ji Xiaoge's shooting number with a whip kick. On a tea egg, a round of fragments flew flying explosion.

So far, Mo Tan's health has finally dropped by 1%. Although his life was saved by the inverse scale state, a ring in his equipment bar has become [Destroyed].

"I didn't expect to be forced to this extent."

The airflow around Sergey's body fluctuated in an extremely unstable manner, and his exposed arms swelled up twice at some point, his expression was ferocious and terrifying, and a faint black air was overflowing from his mouth and nose: "But If I can use this trick of 'ghost breath', you should die without regret."

[Ghost Breath] is an explosive skill developed by a first-class operator of Viper Chamber of Commerce nearly a hundred years ago. After using it, it can greatly improve one's defense, speed, and physical strength. There is no strength threshold, but it is only applicable to monks. , the duration varies from person to person, ranging from about 10 to 15 minutes, the side effects are very inconspicuous, no serious injury, no fatigue, no overdraft, but the strength will be permanently reduced by about one-thirtieth, which can be called life-saving Strange move.

Although Mo Tan and others are far from posing the slightest threat to Sergei's life, the dragon-shaped Mo Tan, the Yaya of Berserk+Wang's Claw, and Jadka, who can use low-level fire-type magic like breathing, all let him A deep sense of crisis arose, so this life-sacrificing man activated the ghost breath technique when he was hit by the tongue of flames and the breath of the dragon. On the premise of ensuring that he could survive 100%, he blamed the fact that his strength had retreated to everyone body.

Boom! !
There was another crisp sound, Yaya let out another howl of pain, and most of the bones in her slender left leg were shattered.

"Stop me!"

Mo Tan, who had only 1% of his health remaining, rushed up again, and was kicked in the chest by Sergey. The wrist guard, belt, and leg guard parts and equipment became [Destroyed] at the same time.

Jadka brandished a flaming staff, jumped on Motan's self-destruct sheep, roared and launched a charge.

Ji Xiaoge staggered to his feet, endured the severe pain and flapped his badly injured wings to fly forward.

"No, bully me, friend, you little bug!"

"Come on, Anthony, kill him, trample him to death!"

Anthony Dabus also got up from the ground, screaming and rolling towards Sergey.

【Furious Ogre】!
Everyone launched their fastest and strongest attack, trying to save Fang from Sergey's hand.

But
Useless!

In the next second, whether it was Mo Tan, Jadka, Ji Xiaoge or Anthony Dabs, they were all grabbed by countless pitch-black claws in the air, and pressed firmly to the ground.

【what is this? ! 】

Mo Tan, who was firmly imprisoned on the ground, struggled desperately, but to no avail. He tried to find the source of those black strange claws, but found that those weird, shadowy things appeared from his own shadow.

This is by no means a skill that a monk can master!
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Serge not far away, only to find that the latter, like himself, was trapped in place by dozens of black hands protruding from the shadows. Fang Ya in his hand was imprisoned in mid-air by the spiral shadow, moaning in pain.

A gust of cold wind blew past, although the sun was quite venomous, and Anthony's roar echoed in the open space, but everyone all had the illusion of an incomparably cold and dead silence.

It was a feeling of oppression that was several levels higher than that of Sergei and his like.
"You disappoint me so much, Mr. Serge."

An ice-cold voice sounded close at hand, and in the next second, a thin figure in a gray robe rose slowly from Mo Tan's shadow. He wore a gray mask without facial features, and held a The lantern, which was completely black, shrugged slightly in the direction of Sergey: "You are timid, cowardly, arrogant, conceited, naive, and vulgar, and you have done nothing except the cleverness that killed Iron Bolt. After a correct judgment, you wasted too much time for your disgusting hobby, but you didn't force your opponent to the end after showing strength beyond your expectations. Instead, you chose to save your life first when the situation was still in control. And then oh my god, then you went crazy again after regaining your self-confidence through the ghost breath technique, and then went to torture the poor lady."

Serge, who was restrained by the shadow, looked pale and said tremblingly, "Master Scrimgeour, please listen to my explanation, I just"

"Shut up, maggot."

The masked man called Scrimgeour interrupted him leisurely, shaking his head and said: "As you expected, I won't kill you here, but that's only because I need a coachman and handyman, not others For what reason, do you understand, Sergei?"

"Yes Yes."

"Very well, then please keep quiet until I finish this matter, or I will have to take an extra transfer fee from Mr. Rex after killing you."

Scrimgeour sneered, then turned around and looked around at Mo Tan and the others who were pressed to the ground, and then bowed slightly.
"I have to apologize to you guys for the stupid things my stupid fellow traveler did"

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"And as compensation, my lord, the quasi-first-class operator of the Viper Chamber of Commerce and the person in charge of this transaction——Pierce Scrimgeour will quickly and efficiently bring you a painless death."

Four hundred and ninetieth IX: The end

(End of this chapter)