my age of magic

Chapter 619 118. The Death of an Assassin
The assassin was frozen on the spot by the 'Frost Nova', a flash of panic flashed in his sharp eyes, I turned over and stood up from the ground, I was not stupid enough to rush forward to fight the assassin impulsively at this time, and cast Magic is the safest.

At the first time, three ice shields condensed around me, and four stone drum totem light balls of different colors surrounded me. There were petrification marks on my arms, and there were endless rolling wind circles under my feet. The floating magic elements, like fine particles of dust floating in the air, are constantly absorbed by the blue crystal stone drum totem, and then gather into an invisible thin line, feeding back into the magic pool of my body.

"Petrified Skin"

"Wind Rush"

"Mana Regeneration"

The three stone drum totem skills were activated at the same time, and then I stood on the spot and took a step back, calming my breath a little, allowing myself to enter the effect of mental concentration, and then a large amount of water elemental magic power gushed out from my fingertips. I quickly drew a huge magic pattern circle in front of me, and the jerky ancient elf magic spells were chanted syllable by syllable from my mouth. The water magic elements around my body were almost the same as my magic pattern circle. There was some resonance.

Even Sister Guoguo's water elemental spirit floating quietly not far away was attracted by the magic power of these water elements. She stared blankly at the magic circle that I hand-drawn, and there seemed to be a hint of it in her eyes. Enlightenment.

After three breaths, I have drawn less than half of the magic pattern circle, those smooth light blue magic lines shimmered, reflecting on my face, showing a piece of fluorescence, I saw the assassin on the opposite side Trapped in the ice ring and haven't broken free yet, the corners of my mouth slightly raised with a look of complacency, and then decisively opened the 'time stagnation'.

Entering the sub-dimensional space, I successfully finished drawing the remaining half of the magic circle. When I exited from the sub-dimensional space, a complete magic circle had been formed, and the spell was chanted at this point in time. Countless ice and snow The essence gushed out from the huge magic circle like countless fireflies in the grass, and gathered on top of my head. Those were extremely cold ice crystal particles. They swarmed together to form a two-meter-long Huge ice gun.

There was still a layer of light blue flame burning on the ice gun, and the alley suddenly became more than ten degrees colder.

"Ice Lance."

This is the most powerful offensive magic among the magic skills I have learned so far.

A pole of translucent ice crystals condenses, and in the dark night, an ice gun that exudes blue fluorescence is suspended above my head. Under the sudden cold, rime slowly grows on the sidewalk trees on both sides, and the ground under my feet There was also a faint layer of hoarfrost on it.

Afterwards, my finger finally landed on the body of the assassin, and the ice gun flew towards the assassin with a biting chill.

Because I have a very keen sense of magic, my five senses are also different from ordinary people, whether it is hearing or vision, they are more sensitive than ordinary people. At this time, I saw that the assassin's eyes did not have any color of fear. He It was more like a cheetah waiting for the opportunity, quietly waiting for the ice gun, my heart sank suddenly.

In a blink of an eye, the ice spear turned into a white light in the air and rushed to the assassin's chest. A gleam flashed in the assassin's eyes, and I finally saw him move.

A mass of black mist appeared in front of his body. The moment the galloping ice spear touched the assassin, the assassin turned into a handful of black quicksand like a dry sand sculpture, and the entire ice spear was soaked through. The body passed by, fell on the ground behind the assassin, and exploded into countless pieces of ice and snow.

The assassin just disappeared in front of my eyes, and his 'hidden technique' didn't reveal any clues.

My magical perception spread out little by little, trying to find the assassin's hiding place, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, making my heart sink a little bit, and a faint killing intent locked on me, but it was like Floating like the wind, I couldn't figure out where he was hiding.

The wound on the collarbone under the neck had stopped bleeding, and the wound was healing little by little. I didn't dare to stay where I was, so I could only retreat to the side of the carriage. I wanted to find a barrier so that the direction behind me was safe enough.

Then he kept digging out all the frost scrolls in the magic pocket, and then unfolded them casually and threw them on the ground as if they were picked up for nothing. In an instant, the narrow alley began to be filled with thick fog. The cold air emitted by the frost scroll completely turned this place into a world of frost.

The surrounding trees, the low bush walls, the signboards at the door of the shops on both sides, and the rubble of the shop roofs were all covered with a layer of icing sugar.Dozens of scrolls spread out a bitter cold air at the same time, and the temperature in the surrounding air dropped below freezing point.

Perhaps it is a habit developed in El City. I always like to fill my magic backpack with various magic scrolls. It seems that I feel safer this way. Of course, most of the frost scrolls are usually placed. There will also be a few high-value scrolls such as 'Frost Nova', 'Magic Catalysis', and 'Ice Arrow', as well as a few scrolls of life assistance such as 'Focus Fire' and 'Healing'.

Without any warning, I suddenly felt an ice shield burst behind me. Relying on my keen perception, I felt a dagger coming from behind me. Before I could react quickly, I instinctively shifted the center and tried my best to move my body sideways, but I saw A dull kukri stabbed at it silently, the dagger was covered with a layer of light blue ice flames, which made the assassin's kekri covered with a layer of frost.

I didn't have time to dodge, so I could only twist my body as much as possible to avoid the vital points.

But the cold dagger was still pressed against my left rib, and cut a hole more than a foot long in the magic robe. The bright red blood flowed out at once, but it solidified into a cold blood clot in an instant. The hand of the assassin holding the knife was also dyed with a layer of ice flames, and he appeared behind me silently, with a gnawing light in his eyes, looking straight into my eyes.

His eyes seemed to have a kind of magical power, when he looked at me, he couldn't break free. I could clearly see at this moment that inside his pupils was a pendulum that kept shaking, and the rhythm of each swing was completely in line with the My heartbeat coincided, and I wanted to escape in horror, but I didn't even have the strength to lift my legs to walk away.

It was 'hypnosis' again, I was crying inwardly, but found that I was like a sparrow caught in a sticky net, unable to struggle at all, but with a sharp pain in my waist, I suddenly woke up again and stretched out my left hand Holding on to the assassin's kukri, the sharp blade cut through my palm, but I didn't care about it and held on tightly, preventing the assassin from withdrawing and drawing the knife.

The assassin's arm was frozen by the ice flames, and his speed was obviously a bit slower. I grabbed the kekrik in his hand firmly.

This move seemed to be beyond his expectations. Maybe many magicians would turn on the magic shield to save their lives the first time they were assassinated, and then opened up a distance to blast the opponent to death with endless magic skills, but I didn't play cards according to common sense. It's fine that I didn't open the magic shield at the first time, but what surprised him was that I was so bold as to hold his kukri with my bare hands.

The knife in his hand didn't cut off my four fingers like cutting a carrot as expected, it just cut blood.

The petrified skin on my hand played a key role at this time. The fingers like stone pillars were tightly clasped on his knife. The assassin seemed to be awed by my courage. Doubt and bewilderment appeared in his eyes , I don't seem to understand what is the use of me putting on a hand-to-hand combat posture like this.

The assassin knew that the skin on my body was as hard as bluestone, and I held the khee knife in his hand again. He pulled out a short dagger with his other hand and cut it towards my wrist like a poisonous snake. This kind of short dagger is sharp. Incomparably, even iron armor can be easily pierced.

And I smiled awe-inspiringly, took a step forward, and bumped into his arms. He was caught off guard, lost the center of his feet, and the two of them fell backwards together.

His slightly squinted eyes burst out with brilliance, and the short blade in that hand pierced my back from behind in reverse, and the short dagger cut through my rock-hard skin. At this moment, I felt so painful Unable to breathe, the corner of the assassin's mouth formed a playful and cruel smile.

He and I looked at each other, the distance between our eyes was less than half a foot, and I could even clearly feel his slightly rapid breathing.

The assassin looked at me in amazement, as if he didn't understand why I was still so calm at this moment, as if what was stabbed in my back was not a short dagger, but an insignificant mosquito, and I didn't even show a trace of pain .

At this time, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and wanted to withdraw, but it was too late.

There was a burst of numbness from my left shoulder blade, and a long-simmering lightning force finally surged out from my body, forming an electric arc along my arm, and the sound of "crackling" sparks was like a spirit snake coming from me. It got out of his body, and poured into the assassin's body as if he had found a catharsis.

Those arcs passed through my body, and I just felt a slight numbness all over my body. The seeds of thunder have completely fused with me, and the resistance of my body's lightning system has been greatly improved. The seeds' are stored in my body and there is nothing against my body.

But when these arcs were transmitted to the assassin, the effect was obviously different.

'ah! 'He screamed at first, and then his body shook like a sieve, unable to control and unable to stop.

In just a split second, the assassin's whole body was paralyzed by the electric shock, and even his pupils kept flipping upwards.

I struggled to get up from his arms, trying to pull out the short dagger stuck in the back of my chest, but my hands couldn't reach it anyway, so I simply tore open a magic scroll and let the 'hydrotherapy' Nurturing the wounds on my back and leaving it alone.

At this time, how dare I have any hesitation. I manipulated the ice shields around my body and smashed them on the assassin one after another, making him covered in frost and freezing like an ice sculpture. Li took out the 'Sura Tomahawk', knelt in front of his body with one knee, pressed his round head with one hand, raised the Shura ax in his hand, swung the ax neatly, and chopped off his head Down.

Before the moment, the assassin's eyes were wide open, and until he was about to die, he still didn't believe that he would be killed by me instead.

His headless body was still twitching in a pool of blood, and a head rolled down beside the carriage wheel. I was sitting alone on the bluestone road covered with frost, the Shura battle ax was thrown aside, and the ground was covered with Abandoned magic scrolls were thrown away, and they were blown everywhere by the night wind.

In the night sky full of five-colored aurora, several huge birds finally appeared, and the cries of lion eagles were extremely clear in the night.

The strong wind swept the icy leaves on the street trees, and they flew down on the long street. The giant owl-like raptor did not land on the ground, but swooped down directly, bringing a gust of wind, pulling its body to the ground. At the lowest point, the knight on the lion eagle's back jumped, jumping down like a god descending from the earth.

Covered in silver battle armor, holding a giant spear more than four meters long in his hand, he fell rapidly from a high altitude, without any buffer, and directly hit the bluestone slab covered with hoarfrost on the long street, instantly smashing the bluestone. The stone floor was smashed with gravel, and a large pit appeared on the ground. Louis knelt down on one knee, and fell into the pit in a very chic posture.

When he stood up from the stone pit and looked at the messy battlefield and the assassin's corpse lying on the ground as frozen as an ice sculpture, a gleam of joy finally appeared on his stern face, strode towards me, and asked me : "Jijia, who helped you subdue this 'dream maker'? What about others?"

Wearing a body in heavy armor, Louis looked to the left and right ends of the long street, and found that the entire long street was deserted, only the sidewalk trees on both sides were covered with icy leaves, falling like snowflakes.

I glanced at him angrily, and said weakly to Louis: "Please, Louis, before that, can you help me pull out the short dagger on my back, it really hurts!"

As I said that, I turned my back to him, and Louis let out a hiss and took a deep breath. Originally, I didn't care much about the back injury, but I was a little nervous by his exaggerated reaction. Ask: "How is it? Is it serious? No wonder it hurts so much!"

"..." Louis walked quickly behind me and squatted down. Without hesitation, he pulled out the short dagger stuck in my back without any hesitation, and then pressed it like a first aid kit on my back. On the wound, he said to me: "It's really strange, Ji Jia, when did this dagger go in, and why has the flesh and blood around the dagger healed? If it's later, the short dagger might It will grow in the flesh, your skin heals so fast!"

"What's so strange, I'm a water magician, and 'hydrotherapy' is my housekeeping skill!" I said casually.

"In my opinion, it's not bad to be a water magician!" Louis suddenly felt a sense of emotion when he heard me say this.

He squatted next to me, and kept looking at the ice and snow on the assassin's body that was slowly melting. He turned his head to look at the broken mark on his neck, and he looked very carefully at each look.

I arched my back and didn't dare to move, because every time I moved, the injured part would feel a heart-piercing pain.

(End of this chapter)