Faced with a monster transformed from the palm of the magister, Lant did not choose to charge head-on. Instead, he rode the fire around and tried to keep flying kites with the flame wind blade.
However, this monster is extremely resistant to fire, and it has no effect even after several attempts, and it is of no use to create an explosion again.
Lant knew that his opponent was behind the monster and must be holding back his ultimate move. He tried it twice but it didn't work and he couldn't waste any more time.
"Come on, Liehuo, let me try taking off Tapara!" Following Liehuo's unwilling roar and a wolf howl, a huge white figure sprang out from the building on the side and rushed to Lant's side.
Rant replaced the Frostwolf as his mount, and immediately changed his tactics, directly freezing the monster with ice, and then jumped over the monster.
The monster conjured by Black Mentor was actually his palm. Uzloni, who was controlling the monster behind, didn't expect Lant to be able to seamlessly switch to an intermediate mount. Seeing him kill him, he spat out a small ball of black mist.
The black mist in the sky and the black mire on the ground used as traps were meaningless in front of Tuotapala. The black mist was frozen without getting close, and the four claws of the frost wolf were also on the ice of the mire.
Uzloni knew that it was impossible for him to keep Rand. His opponent was too well-prepared and barely connected to the magic network, which would inevitably attract the prying eyes of nearby high-level and even legendary people, who wanted to keep him in the magic network for a little money. The exposure is not worth it.
With a spell, Uzloni's robe was shattered into strips of cloth, all flying toward Lant, exploding into a cloud of black smoke 10 meters in front of him, and the black mentor behind the mist abandoned his With your left hand, make a long jump, ready to escape.
Rant didn't have much fear when facing the black mist. He just let the frost wolf under him continue to travel through the spherical ice magic protective layer, preparing to break through the black mist area directly.
However, Lant still thought of the high level as simple. The black mist stuck to the magic elements around the frost wolf like mucus, completely surrounding Lant.
"This is the magician's method. Do you think it's those orcs?" Suddenly there was movement behind Rant, and a World of Warcraft eggshell quickly popped out of his pocket, and Fianna also jumped out of the eggshell. Jumping out, the strong flame magic pulled all the magic power in the magic network out of the black mist, and the high temperature burned the rest.
Ten seconds later, the black mist around Lant, Totapala and Fianna had completely disappeared, and the black mentor Uzloni also jumped several hundred meters away.
Lant and Fianna watched silently as he kept jumping on the treetops not far away until he was 200 meters away. Without the influence of the magic goblin, he was gradually rising and preparing to fly.
"Ouch~" Suddenly, a black shadow passed behind Lant. The huge black shadow was completely made of magic. It looked like a flying dragon in the sky. The magic black dragon instantly bit the head of the black mentor.
The parting was completed with a "crunch", and within a few seconds, the two parts of the black mentor were thrown in front of Lant.
"Hey, can't you kill the Golden Knight? Why is your neck so brittle?" The magic elements outside the Dragon Transformation Technique were dispersed, revealing a blond young man, officially Guleiya's second brother, Guqilav Blue Dragon, Dragon The descendant of the Great Magister,
"Don't tell me, this is really a magician. You are really valuable." Guqilav lifted the black teacher's magic hat and saw two curved horns on Uzloni's head.
"I just said, where did he get this summoning spell? It turns out to be a remnant of the demon clan." Guqilav shook his head.
"With just this head, you can go to the Temple Alliance and the Magic Association to collect bounties. The price of high-level demon remnants is very high these days." Guqilaf looked down on the equipment of the black mentor, and did not want to let the Temple Alliance He found himself with the Magic Association, left the body behind, said hello to Lant, and flew away. He only said one sentence before leaving.
"Don't forget my wine." As several high-level combatants died and were injured, the galloping horse knights who were stationed nearby also gathered around.
The assassins' actions were strange. Lant did not dare to let too many knights rush over directly, and only let them control the entrance and exit from outside.
Perth and another half-pig survived, and the two assassins confessed to the Black Mentor's lair, but good things like confiscating the house were not in Rand's turn. Suzy Lanyuan led the Griffin Knights and the Lanyuan family. The magister killed him directly.
"You did a good job. Facing such an enemy, you didn't run away or leave me alone." After the battle, Lant returned to the mercenary leader Emmanuel and patted him on the shoulder. At first, Lant thought he was He was one of the assassins, but he didn't expect that although this mid-level knight didn't have much use, he didn't leave or surrender to the enemy.
Emmanuel's legs were trembling at this moment. Within ten minutes, four mid-level and high-level killers were slaughtered around him, and even the king of the underground world had his head chewed off by a dragon and discarded wantonly.
The high-ranking knight and court earl in front of him not only had a large number of guards around him, but also had a magic goblin with him, and actually had two intermediate-level monsters as mounts.
"Uzloni drowned in gold coins" was the conclusion drawn by the mercenary leader.
"I'm a mercenary. You hired me, and I have to live up to your trust." A stiff smile appeared on Emmanuel's face. He wanted to flatter him, but he couldn't open his mouth.
Just now, Lant leaned back a little and detonated the fireball in front of him. I was afraid that he would be dead. This only shows that Lant is not only powerful but also benevolent.
"Okay, you can bring more demon-supporters from your side tomorrow. I'm quite short of people here." Lant nodded.
Emmanuel thought that he should send the future earl of the palace back to his residence in person, but Lant sent a knight to send him away because several nearby streets were blocked and there was no special escort. Can't go anywhere.
"You are really lucky," Dugan Blue Dragon patted the mercenary leader on the way back.
"My adults are generally wary of people in the black market. If you can gain his favor, your future will be bright."
"Sir Dugan, look what you said, I am just hanging around with some old and young people. Apart from providing some manpower for you, what other future can I have," Emmanuel said very carefully.
"Oh, really? Apart from you, who in the entire black market knows that their black mentor has lost his head?" Dugan said with a smile,
"Among those orcs, there must be a few less powerful ones who live far away, right? There must be bounties on their heads, right?"
"Sir, what do you mean?" The mercenary's head was spinning rapidly. He knew that Dugan was trying to remind him, but the people in his hands could only protect himself.
"You earn your own opportunities. If you move slowly, the bounty and territory will be lost." Dugan's whispers were like beautiful music, twitching the mercenary's heartstrings. He swallowed and asked: "Sir, you There are so many subordinates here, are you short of wine money recently? I happen to know a few thieves related to the assassination. Not only do they have bounties on their heads, but they also have gold coins and magic potions in their lairs."
