"……help me……"
A faint cry for help came from above. The sound was very soft and inconspicuous in the chaotic battlefield, but Freya, who was participating in the melee below, easily caught it: "——!"
"This voice——"
The flames swept through the entire dark space at this moment, illuminating the passage that was still filled with abyss for a moment. Freya, who was left with fireworks in full bloom, did not care about burning countless magic missiles. After seeing the result of the battle, he raised his head and saw the scene of the snow spirit being frozen in ice: "Is it her?"
"It's her! It's her!" Immediately behind the red-haired magician came a cry of surprise from the soup dumpling: "It's the one who wiped us out outside the tower! I've just seen this scene!"
"That is to say, the second opponent of the great magician has finally arrived on the battlefield." Sansheng Yutang, who took a moment of respite from the exploding whirlwind of flames and stopped casting spells, replied breathlessly: "That's right. The fourth person we met along the way... Hey, what on earth is going on today? The great magician is giving away pigs for free, right?"
"Can this highest level of treatment be reserved for others?"
Black energy fluctuations then burst out from between the hands that had finished accumulating in Sansheng Fish Pond, canceling out all the magical attacks that had not subsided. He, who had consumed a huge amount of magic power, hurriedly took out the potion he had prepared. After drinking it in one gulp, he turned around to check on Mephisto, who had been protecting him all the time: "Boss, are you okay?"
"I seem to have found it." Mephisto, who had been keeping his eyes closed in a serious manner, pointed upwards without answering this concern: "It should be nearby, my feeling is not wrong."
"That artifact?" He showed an overjoyed expression at first, and then Sansheng Fish Pond followed the other person's outstretched finger, and his expression fell again: "Boss, are you sure that is the direction? That is the most dangerous place right now. Not to mention the mysterious great magician, even the Five Fireball God Cult——"
"No matter who stands in front of us, we have to find a way to deal with it." Interrupting his men, Mephisto's gloomy voice was filled with undeniable determination: "This is our own problem. .”
"We can't continue to trouble other people like this."
After confirming the direction he had set before, the two black-robed magicians from the Devil's Paradise began to move under the leadership of Mephisto. The young swordsman who was left behind also gestured around in panic. Holding his own weapon, his eyes looking at the backs of the two figures were like a child who was abandoned on the spot: "I, what should we do next?"
"..."
Without answering this sentence, Freya, who was suspended in the air, just looked quietly at the top of the passage. The frozen white-haired swordswoman was also floating quietly in the air space illuminated by the soft light at this time. The refraction that exited the edge of the barrier also became clear again the next moment: "...I understand."
"Ah? You, what do you understand?" The young swordsman was obviously startled when he heard this sentence: "Where are you going?"
"Go up there." Closing her eyes slightly, Freya's expression once again revealed was filled with unparalleled determination: "This is the destiny I was led to."
Thin flames appeared behind the red-haired woman again, extending from her back to form two obvious wings. Freya flapped these wings and then spread her wings to fly high, instantly passing through the middle and being blocked by Duan Qing. The central battlefield occupied by the Five Fireball Cult. The dazzling fiery red trajectory then intersected with the floating trajectory of the ice. The white frost covering it quickly melted in the next moment. The lifelike "ice sculpture" frozen in the ice also restored its original shape at this moment. His vitality and consciousness are still fixed on the moment when he rushed into the barrier: "——What's wrong? What happened?"
"You——Ms. Freya?"
Although he still hadn’t fully grasped everything that had just happened, Xue Ling Huan Bing’s attention was quickly drawn to the woman in red in front of him: “When did you—”
"Shhh."
A silent reminder was issued, but no
Freya, who turned back, was also looking into the distance with all her concentration. The seemingly transparent barrier film gradually turned white under her gaze, covering up the space passage that was originally soaked in soft light. :"She is coming."
"Who? The hidden master?" Then Xue Ling Huan Bing also raised the alert blade again: "Is it that Teresa? Or -"
As if encountering the cold wind in the north, Xue Ling Huan Bing's unuttered words were frozen in mid-air. A slender figure appeared in the white frost and gradually appeared in front of the two of them as the sleeves of his robe floated. At the same time, there was an icy cold air that was enough to make the limbs stiff again. The movement that tried its best to resist the invasion of the cold air was then covered by the sweeping flames. The Snow Spirit Phantom Ice, which was almost frozen again, was then protected by Freya, who was burning with flames. She and the people who were close at hand The cold figures faced each other for a long time, but finally they folded their wings and bowed forward with a standard courtesy: "Sister."
The white frost gradually faded away from the slender figure, revealing the black magic robe that appeared in it. The figure shrouded in the black robe did not reveal its figure or face, nor did it respond to Freya's salute and greeting. Any reaction: "..."
"Sister--No, Christine." She folded her hands in front of her chest and showed the etiquette of a magician again. Freya's serious face, which raised her head, seemed to fluctuate for a moment: "I am Freya. Leya, Freya Frey Kadrafft, I wonder if you are still——"
Ping!
The sound of the ice breaking came from the front, accompanied by the sight of the black-robed figure in front of her being shattered inch by inch. However, it was not that the figure was actually shattered, but the relationship between her and Freya. The space between them began to crack, as if the glass between the two people began to gradually disintegrate: "——Be careful! You——"
"I'm fine."
The fragmented state of space is still extending forward, intertwined with the sudden burst of flames and brilliance on Freya's body. Pulling the Snow Spirit Magic Ice back again, she is also quietly staring at the blending of ice and fire in front of her. It seems that everything that just happened is not real: "Back off first."
"This extremely cold power, and this level of magic that can almost freeze space..." Snow Spirit Huanbing, who was protected by Freya behind him, clenched the hilt of his sword tightly: "It's really Christine. ?"
"The person I know best is her, and of course I won't admit it." Bathed in the light of the flames, Freya, who looked extremely calm, replied without looking back: "But I also know very well, sister...Kelly Lady Steen should still be lying in the Void Library without waking up, so——"
"Then it's time to verify."
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"It seems that our potential helper is also an acquaintance of yours?"
The camera returned to Duan Qing's side. A certain gray-robed magician who was jumping up and down at the end of the passage naturally heard a question from the other party: "No wonder Master Rodrick behaved so badly when he saw 'that'" A surprise that we have never seen before... Haha, it seems that I accidentally poached someone's corner again. "
"Stop pretending to be confused over there. I don't believe there are people who play the magician profession in this game world who don't know the members of the Seven-member Council!" Duan Qing's shouts were heard amid countless fireballs and swords. He also seemed extremely weak: "And he is a well-known figure who once made a big fuss in the world - can you find someone else? Christine is already miserable enough, can you let her go?"
"This is not our choice, it is the choice of the Magic Empire." The surrounding low laughter of the old magicians came from behind the explosions in all directions: "How can the plot direction of those big people - or the flow of fate, be possible? Is it something we little people can control? I can only blame you, the Mage Council, for not being able to retain people and allowing good talents and strong people to be lost to us."
"Even if I have never regarded that old immortal Wiggins as my true mentor, I still want to say something from my heart to him here." Duan Qing's loud shout gradually turned into a bite.
The voice of gnashing teeth: "Whether it is in terms of rationality, fairness, peace, or public image, the Magic Council is much better than your Magic Council."
"Don't you guys have any idea why there is poaching?"
A wisp of breeze flowed out from the cracks in the sky full of fireworks. The seemingly tiny breeze suddenly expanded into a large wind-colored wall after flowing out of the fierce battle area. The trajectory of the next batch of fireballs flying from that direction also followed this wind-colored wall. There was a moment of deflection under the influence, which gave the gray-robed magician a chance to escape from that direction: "Your tactics seem very sophisticated and difficult to deal with, but in fact it is very simple to deal with! Because - "
"The more precise the instrument, the more susceptible it is to subtle factors!"
Taking advantage of the obstruction and influence of the wind wall to travel to the left side of the battlefield, the gray-robed magician once again raised more strong winds. The direction and speed of the wind were also completely different, causing the fireballs that followed to pursue them. The technique has completely lost its accuracy: "What a pity! What a pity! No matter how powerful the fireball technique is, it is still a fireball technique! There are still too many factors that can affect it! Or do you have the ability to throw me out at will according to the rules of the 'Wall of Wind'" Easily broken...what? "
"Since you want to stumble on the 'flight trajectory' factor, let's just bypass this factor. "
Before Duan Qing could finish feeling proud, fireballs from all directions lit up the space around him out of thin air, blowing him back together with his words: "For example, use some small skills like fixed-point casting - why, you can't Do you naively think that we don’t even know how to cast spells at a fixed point?”
"Five people 'teleported' the fireball technique together. The momentum was indeed a bit too scary." "Trying to roll between the explosions of light and fire, Duan Qing used the impact of the fireball to swim far away in the weightless space, barely getting rid of the pursuit of the Roderick Knights behind the smoking butt: "But... this kind of The use of fireball techniques has gone beyond the scope of normal fireball techniques, including the concentrated fireball nuclear explosion technique just now——"
"I thought you guys who looked very old were old-school players in magic."
The flow of magic changed again for a moment in this space, and the fire that reappeared was suppressed to a dim level by the low-temperature fog of frost. Duan waved his staff and blocked two of the swords aside. Qing also forced his way through those dark lights and broke through the encirclement again at a small cost of blood. Instead of condensing a new round of fireballs around the opponent out of thin air, the five old magicians floating in the air also resumed their normal attack mode of launching fireballs. One of them, an old man who looked mature and steady, also started to use his own skills. His face reflected the gray-robed magician's fleeing figure, and there was a more serious feeling in his eyes: "We are indeed older players. What we are best at and most recognized is the traditional magic battle method, but times have changed. If you want to gain a place in front of young people like you, it is impossible not to keep pace with the times and change yourself.”
"So if it's not necessary, we won't use magic that goes beyond the rules of the Five Fireball Gods." "Another old man added in a voice that sounded extremely serious: "If you use unconventional means to deal with us, we can only use unconventional means to respond, otherwise the Five Fireball God Cult will just To be at the bottom of the tide of the times and gradually submerged under the sand - this is not the result we want to see."
"It is indeed a typical example of having to make changes in order to survive, although - ahem, although I am more interested in the teachings of your Five Fireball God Cult." Stopping between the fireball trajectories that he had avoided one after another, Duan Qing used the countless rock and earth shields he deployed to temporarily block the five pursuing foolish knights: "Then instead of continuing to fight each other in the dark, we might as well solve it in a simpler way."
"How about we have an old-school magic showdown?"
"..."
The swords that were trying to destroy the rock wall stopped. At the same time, the rain of fireballs falling from above stopped. The five old men standing in the air also stopped their moving formations and stood still. move
Duan Qing raised his own question: "Old school?"
"It's the most traditional way of fighting magicians, where both sides stand and attack each other." Duan Qing grinned and threw out his staff: "Of course, in this duel, I am the only one who can fight against the five of you. I won't force 'one-on-one'. "
"...What about the type of magic?" At the boundary between black and white, one of the five old men broke the silence under thought: "No limit?"
"I can only use ordinary magic, not high-level magic above level seven." Duan Qing replied with a smile: "Although I have only been working as a magician for a short time -"
"However, I can still show you some basic understanding of magic theory."
