Elder Issyk...
Why did it come so quickly? Could it be that he had been lying in wait nearby?
Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Ed could almost immediately identify that the purple-robed old man wrapped in flames was the "Elder Issyk" that Holland called him.
His robes were motionless and burning, and crimson turbulent malice flashed under his hood - he looked as if he had just stepped out of hell.
"I originally wanted you to live a little longer, but I didn't expect you to be so eager to die." A low, hoarse voice came from the fire.
The elder raised the flaming giant sword as high as a man with both hands and placed it on his shoulders reverently. The giant sword's blade was twisted three times like a screw, and then returned to its blade shape a quarter of the way from the guard. The flames flowed slowly along the threads like liquid, and the evil spirit was overwhelming.
Issek must have used this strange-shaped giant blade to cut off the central team agents with his own hands.
"Back off!" the sea monster roared, and the flames in front of him seemed to make him particularly afraid.
The momentum displayed by the other party was definitely not that of a third-level Extraordinary, and it was very likely that he had already broken through to the fourth level. This is a powerful enemy that Ed has never encountered before - even Mrs. Kuntu's evil spirit only shows energy intensity close to the fourth-level crystal with the blessing of the ritual.
Facing a genuine Level 4 Extraordinary, the only possible countermeasure is to gather the strength of the entire team and fight to the death.
Everyone was about to retreat when the elder freed up his left hand and gently waved his sleeve. The hot mantra suddenly turned into a burning wall, blocking the way out.
The flames gathered along the wall toward the center, like fluttering luminous ribbons, and like the huge mouth of a beast waiting to be devoured. The burning sensation that hit his face told Ed that if he crashed into it in a hurry, he would only become a ball of ashes.
The stranger tentatively stretched his palm towards the wall of fire. With just a light touch, his gloves turned into ashes, revealing the tentacle-like palms with mouths inside...
Mr. Sea Monster tried to lift the wall of fire, but in the face of the deep "Cremation" secret text of the fourth-level Extraordinary, the power of "Drowning" was in vain.
He turned around, knelt on his knees, supported his body with his palms, and prayed again to the deep delirium from the deep sea. Sea water poured out of the diving helmet, and nameless sea creature tentacles suddenly rose from the water, desperately restraining Isik's movements.
Elder Issyk wielded his giant sword and slashed left and right, easily cutting these tentacles that came from nowhere into two pieces, and then sank without a trace, mixed with blood.
I saw him holding a sword with one hand and suddenly thrusting it into the water on the ground. The flames immediately evaporated the seawater around him into salty moisture.
Ed took out the loader, reloaded six bullets into the magazine, and fired at Elder Issyk's face fifty meters away.
He did not expect that such an attack would have much effect on level four Extraordinaries, but at least he could understand how high-level Extraordinaries resist firearm attacks——
The bullet was quickly swept away by the burning airflow of the flame cloak and thrown aside. It seemed that Elder Issyk didn't even need to deliberately block such a weak attack.
"Give me the key, Ed."
Quinn stared closely at Elder Issik, who was walking slowly, and opened his palms to Ed next to him.
Although each transformation into lycanthropy would irreversibly deepen Quinn's symptoms of lycanthropy, there was no way to worry about it now.
Ed took out the key and placed it in her palm. Quinn immediately picked up the key and inserted it into the lock at the back of her neck.
The array of goose-yellow gemstones on the collar dimmed and fell to the ground. I saw that the inside of the collar was covered with shocking metal spikes - it had been studded on Quinn's neck in this way for a long time.
Some kind of terrifying, heart-stopping aura suddenly enveloped Quinn, rapidly expanding and growing in her body.
"A wolf in human skin?" Elder Issik sneered with interest, "I thought those beasts would not succumb to lowly humans."
Quinn trembled and howled like a beast, her teeth became slender and sharp, the whites of her eyes were stained scarlet due to cracks, and her spindle-shaped dark green pupils were full of madness.
Her muscles and bones expanded and mutated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her face was deformed into the pointed jaws of a canine, thick and thick black hair grew on her body, and the buttons on both sides of her breeches burst out one after another.
Finally, the dark gray coat was thrown to the ground. The dark beast ran on all fours, extended its huge claws and flew towards Elder Issyk.
Facing the majestic beast, Issek finally lost his composure. He raised his giant sword forward to deal with the coming attack.
The giant black wolf turned a blind eye to this. It did not dodge, letting the burning sword penetrate its chest, swinging its right claw forward, scratching the elder's left face until it was bloody and bloody.
Issik let out a shrill roar, and blood covered his left eye. He suddenly slashed upwards, the blade cut out from the shoulder, took a step back and slashed at the werewolf's neck with his backhand - even with the werewolf's regeneration ability, it was impossible to grow a head again after being decapitated.
The black wolf jumped back and nimbly avoided the elf elder's counterattack. The flames on the chest temporarily prevented the wound from healing, but the blackened flesh could still be seen slowly moving.
"Calm down, big guy." Ed stopped Anvil who wanted to step forward to help. Catalina's swordsmanship knowledge in his mind told him that the fan-shaped attack method of the giant sword's wide opening and closing was extremely suitable for attacking one enemy with many enemies. If he rashly joined the melee battle, he would only lose his life in vain.
What's more, Quinn in werewolf form is just as dangerous as Elder Issik. Even if Anvil is not killed by Elder Issik, it is very likely that he will be accidentally injured by Quinn.
At this moment, Sylvie suddenly appeared:
[There is something that I must inform you urgently, my dear good sir. The enemy in front of you is not the real Elder Issyk, but his dream projection. 】
Dream projection?
Ed is not sure what the dream projection is, but if the powerful enemy in front of him is just a clone of Elder Issyk, how terrifying would his true form be?
[This is indeed all his strength, but Issik himself is not here. He used a powerful holy weapon to project himself into this passage. 】
Is this why the elder of the Nirvana Order provided support so quickly?
Thinking about it this way, it is indeed suspicious that Olivia's central team happened to bump into Elder Issyk in this passage. It only took their five-man assault team three or four minutes to deal with the group of believers who had cleaned the battlefield before, but Issyk immediately appeared here again.
[Yes, this sacred artifact is called "Mentilosa's Eyes". Legend has it that in his later years, Mentilosa could pass through the door between reality and dreams and enter the dreamland in his physical body. After his death, his birthstone was also made into a sacred vessel and kept on the top floor of the Dawn Tower. 】
Needless to say about the Tower of Dawn, even Ed knows the subsequent story:
This tower collapsed when the Lyrian rebels captured Farlook Harbor. Many years later, a new tall tower - the White Bell Tower - was built on its site.
So, Issyk found this sacred artifact again? It was probably at this time that he was promoted to a fourth-level Beyonder.
No wonder Holland told him false information, maybe he really didn't know anything about it. But I will definitely ask him again when I get back...
Ed looked intently at the burning double-pupil eyeball deep in the passage. Deep in its deep purple pupils, the figure of Elder Issyk faintly flashed...
