Chapter 41 Stop fighting
Ronan's body was stiff and his face was tense.
The effect of [Detection Technique] has not completely faded yet.
In his glowing white eyes, the bloody tattooed man in front of him was as eye-catching and dazzling as a huge glowing light bulb.
"Advanced..Apprentice"
Ronan said a few words in a difficult tone, "Black robe."
Only the spiritual power released by senior wizard apprentices can produce such an effect under [Detection Technique].
The man in black robe with tattoos on his face listened to him, gently twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly stretched out his hand to point at him. The Sword and Shield Skeleton, who had just almost sent Ronan away with a knife, immediately got the order and strode towards him.
Ronan backed away without saying a word, and yelled at a group of gray-robed wizards behind him who had been stunned by the sudden change and were still standing there and didn't know how to move: "Why are you standing there? Why don't you run away quickly?" ?”
The unlucky wizard who had been slashed in two by the Sword and Shield Skeleton was not completely dead yet, half of his body was lying on the ground, and he kept making shrill and painful howls.
All the gray robes woke up from a dream, and with a "coax" sound, they immediately became a mess and fled in all directions.
The sword and shield skeleton chasing Ronan also rushed into the crowd quickly.
When Ronan heard the screams coming from behind, he had no energy to pay attention to it, and could only frantically urge Old Wells and the others to run away. .
He tried to repeat the same trick, but the moment he picked up Cheryl, all the hair on his body stood up. He quickly threw Cheryl to the side and rolled forward. "Bang!"
A ball of dark green light hit the spot where Ronan had just stood. There was not much movement, but the corrosive acid that instantly turned into liquid caused a large piece of land to dent visibly to the naked eye.
If this happened to him...
Ronan gritted his teeth.
He had seen this spell that released corrosive acid before in the hands of the two black robes.
But the power released by the same spell in the hands of an intermediate apprentice and a senior apprentice is really very different.
Quickly getting up and walking through the chaotic crowd, Ronan and the man in black robe in the distance looked at each other in the distance.
The latter's mental power has been firmly locked on him. Obviously, it is impossible to lead people to escape like before.
"You guys go quickly."
Ronan took a deep breath, took out the one-handed sword from his waist, and quickly recited the "Charging Weapon" spell in his mouth.
He wiped his finger across the sword body, and every inch of the long sword was covered with brilliant light.
"I'll hold him back.
Don’t worry about me, only if you leave can I have a chance to escape.”
Ronan dropped a word and walked quickly towards the man in black robe with a cold expression.
Sword and shield skeletons slaughtered the scattered wizards, and many chants, roaring sounds of spells and screams were mixed together in a mess.
Ronan tried his best not to be affected by the many tragedies on the field and forced himself to calm down.
He took out the two rings hidden in his waist. The black turquoise ring flashed, and a faint transparent light film enveloped Ronan's body.
Intermediate protective law ring.
Ronan picked up another fireball magic ring and raised his hand. A fireball was born and quickly shot towards the man in black robe.
Facing the low-level spells inspired by this magical tool, the latter looked indifferent and didn't even have the intention to hide.
"Bang!"
The fireball shot by Ronan exploded more than one meter in front of the black-robed man, and was blocked by a black light curtain, leaving only a few ripples.
“Sure enough, there are protective measures.”
Ronan stared at the light curtain in front of the black-robed man. It was obviously much thicker than the energy protective light shield on his body. It was probably inspired by zero-level advanced spells or magical tools.
"The half-step expert-level Dzogchen's [Energy Missile] is as powerful as a zero-level advanced spell, but if you want to be sure to break through the zero-level advanced spell defense, you must cooperate with swordsmanship."
Ronan's brain was working rapidly, his eyes flashing, thinking about the next strategy. He is now hoping that the expert-level [Energy Missile] can successfully break through after the next cast, so that he may have a chance to come back and fight back.
"hiss--"
Ronan took a deep breath and slowly began to speed up.
At this moment, his body was fully activated, and the muscles all over his body were flowing like mercury. His feet stepped on the soft ground, tensed, and exploded. Ronan rushed out like a sharp arrow, and his violent momentum set off a long trail behind him. Earth waves.
Halfway through the rush, the rotten wind roared in my ears.
Ronan saw a cold shadow coming from the corner of his eyes, and his body instinctively jumped forward
"Bang!"
The huge, rusty long knife, stained with large amounts of blood and flesh, struck the grass behind Ronan with great danger, blasting out a large pile of soil and leaving a deep ravine.
Before Ronan could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw a man in black robe not far away holding a gray staff with a black ball on the top and chanting a spell at him.
Ronan felt a palpitation in his heart for no reason, and his mental power keenly captured that a large number of energy particles were converging towards a certain position in front of him.
He glanced over and saw only a bulging corpse.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion sounded, and in the huge cloud of blood mist that instantly rose up, Ronan rushed out with his sword raised.
The robe on his body was rustling, his hair was covered with a thin layer of blood, and the light film around him was turbulent.
I thought I had overcome all obstacles and would be able to bully the man in black robes, but I never thought that this was just the beginning.
One after another, fresh corpses were pulled towards him by invisible forces. While they were inflating like balloons, they were followed by sword-and-shield skeletons with faint green fire in their eyes.
At this moment, Ronan was almost in a hurry. Desperate.
The desire to escape in my heart was stronger than ever.
Is this the strength of the black-robed wizard, a senior apprentice who is good at fighting?
It’s too scary and difficult to handle.
"Boom boom boom!"
The swollen corpses exploded one after another, waves of red air stirred up strong winds, and Ronan's figure was drowned in blood.
The sword-and-shield skeleton that was waiting for the opportunity to move grabbed the key point of the explosion and slashed hard towards the center of the blood mist
"Ronan!"
Someone screamed and called Ronan's name.
The chaotic scene seemed to suddenly become quiet for a moment.
Many people's eyes couldn't help but look at the location where the blood mist broke out.
When the wind blew away the large amount of blood, the scene inside was finally clearly revealed——
Ronan held the sword in both hands and knelt half on the ground, resisting the downward pressure of the rotten sword in the hands of the sword and shield skeleton.
His face was slightly sinister, and the protective light film around his body had long since disappeared. Whether it was wet with sweat or blood, his long chestnut hair was stuck to his forehead.
"Kacha kacha——"
The one-handed sword covered with flowing light in his hand made an overwhelming sound, and obvious cracks had appeared on the sword and were getting larger.
Ronan gritted his teeth and raised the long sword that was on the verge of breaking.
At the moment when the long sword completely broke and exploded into a ball of broken light, he let go. At the same time, he spit out the syllables of a spell in his mouth, summoned a huge blue-black light ball, and threw it at the sword-shield skeleton in front of him
"Boom! "
The energy light ball exploded. Under the huge explosion, Ronan flew back on the spreading air waves. The determination and eagerness to try at the beginning were no longer on his face.
"No fight, no fight."
"I am a small fifth-level apprentice and a wandering group. I am really crazy to do such an outrageous thing. I actually want to challenge a black-robed wizard at the senior apprentice level?!"
After several rounds of fighting with the men in black robes, Ronan was in a state of embarrassment, barely surviving, and was completely awakened.
Now all that is left in the body is the desire to survive.
(End of chapter)