Broad World

Solaufen never thought that someone could reach such a terrifying speed, and he rushed a distance of nearly ten meters in almost one-third of a second, which completely exceeded the limit that the body could bear. He didn't even have time to make a blocking action, so he gritted his teeth and activated the "Stone Skin Technique" to block the long knife that was close at hand.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the sharp blade slashed off a large piece of stone powder. But this was just an appetizer, and Solaufen only saw the giant gem at the top of the Archmage's staff grow bigger and bigger, and it hit his face in the blink of an eye.

"Plop!"

The huge force caused him to fly several meters straight. Not only was half of his face swollen into a pig's head, but also the protective magic on his body was completely dispelled, and he lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.

After a successful blow, Henry did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack. Instead, he stood still and smiled and said to Vielva with a dull expression: "As a part-time mage, the first rule is that your movements must be faster than your opponent, or it is best to do it before the battle." Prepare, // @.s. Otherwise you will be caught off guard like him. Also, never expect your opponent to give you enough casting time in combat, so try to choose spells that have fewer spells and less casting moves. A good choice." His tone was slightly teasing, and he didn't regard Solaufen as a real opponent at all. This is no wonder, after all, the strength gap between the two is too great, and it cannot be made up by wisdom and means.

"Cough...cough cough...bah..." Just as he was speaking, Solaufen struggled to get up from the ground, and spit out a large mouthful of scarlet saliva with a tooth mixed in it. Although it looks very embarrassing. But the injury was not serious. Doesn't affect the fight at all. There was an unconcealable shock in his eyes, and he couldn't believe that he was defeated without even holding on to a round.

You must know that he is one of the best male powerhouses in the entire Ust Nassar, especially the professional level of fighters and mages are all above level ten, and even many high-level priestesses are not opponents, otherwise they will not be affected. The favor of the eldest daughter of the first family.

After all, the combination of a warrior and a mage is not as simple as one plus one equals two, but closer to multiplication. With the cooperation of spells, the fighter's attack and defense have been greatly strengthened, and the means are no longer single. Especially all kinds of illusions can definitely make the opponent suffer.

Of course, mages are equally terrifying after possessing the melee ability. They will get rid of the shortcoming of strong explosive power but weak follow-up. The most important thing is that when dealing with sneak attacks, these guys will not be at a disadvantage like pure mages at all. Even without triggering the magic protection, they can still make the sneak attacker drink a pot. But today, Solaufen finally realized his serious flaw, that is, the speed of response. As a fighter, his reflexes cannot keep up with the opponent's attacks. As a mage, he doesn't have enough time to chant spells. This situation can no longer be described as bad. It's just hopeless.

"Damn it! I've caused a big trouble for myself." Solaufen glanced at the calm Henry, and cursed in his heart. He now regretted agreeing to Feili to solve this matter. If he knew that the target was so terrible, he would never come back after killing him.

But it is a pity that there is no if in the world, and there is no medicine for regret. In order to be able to escape the city alive, he knew that he had to do his best, otherwise he would definitely die in the next round.

Seeing the burning will to survive in the opponent's eyes, Henry nodded in satisfaction and praised: "Very nice eyes, full of desire for life, I like it very much."

"Thank you. It is my honor to be praised by a great warrior like you. But then I will do my best. In order to survive, I must kill you." Powder uttered a spell loudly, and then threw it violently.

In an instant, golden clouds flickered in the area covered by the powder, which made everyone's eyes hard to open. This is a standard second-level magic "Shining Powder", which can make all creatures around four meters dizzy and at the same time make invisible creatures appear.

It can be said that this guy only used a second-level magic to make the invisibility effect of the Archmage's Staff useless, and at the same time make Henry's eyes temporarily unable to see anything, perfect casting, perfect timing, perfect way of thinking. As a mage, this is already the limit of what a mortal can do. I am afraid that even the goddess of magic can't help but praise her.

"Great, well done. Come on, let me see what else you can do." Henry closed his eyes and shouted with a laugh. He hadn't expected that the dark elf male in front of him could give him such a big surprise, and he immediately became excited.

Ever since the mage level passed the forty mark, he hadn't met a mage who understood magic so thoroughly like Solaufen for a long time. Just like there is a famous saying in Faerun Continent, whether a mage is powerful does not depend entirely on the amount and level of magic he can release, but on whether he has a brain that belongs to the caster.

As we all know, the profession of mage is closely related to intelligence. Anyone who can become a mage is not very stupid, because the real stupid can't remember the complicated magic structure at all.

However, among these smart people, there are still grades and grades. The first grade is called a genius, with an extremely smart brain, no matter what it is, it can be learned immediately. For mages, they can easily overcome the huge obstacles, and in the end, without exception, they will become famous figures on the main plane. Among them, the representative figures are: Grand Arcanist Kael'thas, Dracolich leader Sama Sturt and so on.

Their characteristic is smooth sailing in the process of gaining power. As for other aspects, they are somewhat unsatisfactory, either because they are too arrogant, or because of emotional problems. In short, without exception, they did things that ordinary people cannot imagine and understand. where to go.

The second-class ones are a little worse. They usually experienced some difficulties in their early years. The process of gaining power is also accompanied by various adventures, travels, and traveling around many planes, so their minds are more mature. , and finally let his name resound throughout Faerun. Representatives of them are: Seven Sisters of the Northland, Elminster, Kelben, Mansong and so on.

Be it good or evil. They usually have their own firm beliefs. And work hard day after day for a certain ultimate goal. Sometimes even willing to pay their lives for it. In a sense, this kind of mage is not much worse than the first type, and it may be more difficult to deal with as an opponent.

The next ones entered the category of mortals. The third type of mages usually had a high level of intelligence, and as long as they studied hard, they had the potential to become legendary mages. However, most of them are stuck between level 15 and level 19 due to various reasons, and they will not be able to cross that threshold in their entire lives. The simplest example is Henry's former mentor, Tyran Tyr.

As for the end, the rest is the most ordinary. At the same time, it is also the group with the largest number. Ninety-nine percent of the mages on the entire continent belong to this level. Due to limited intelligence, their spellcasting level rarely exceeds level ten, and their ability to understand magic is also very average, so they have no future at all.

Undoubtedly, Solaufin's ability is obviously between the second and third levels, especially the understanding of magic is definitely beyond most third-level mages, although it is not as good as those who have survived for a few days. Hundreds or even thousands of years of immortality, but in terms of timing, no one can compare.

What the dark elf male did next was completely eye-opening, after confirming that the opponent's eyes couldn't see anything. He used this time to quickly cast "Phantom Sound", "Mirror Image", "Obscurity", and "Acceleration", and in the blink of an eye, only a large number of false illusions were created.

When Henry opened his eyes. Immediately, he saw five blurred figures rushing towards them with extremely fast speed. If it was another person, I'm afraid he would have panicked long ago. Because when the sound and vision are perfectly matched, no one can tell which one is the real body and which one is the illusion. But it's a pity that he is wearing "Su Lun's Gift" on his ears, and any illusions will be seen through instantly.

"Very good strategy, but it's useless to me." Henry smiled slightly as he spoke, ignoring the two-handed giant sword coming from the front, and directly swung the archmage's staff to hit the blurry figure behind him.

"boom!"

There was another muffled sound, and the huge gemstone on the cane hit the target again. Solaufin let out a scream and fell hard to the ground. All the phantoms and phantom sounds were dispelled. He felt as if his chest had been hit by a warhammer. He lay on the ground coughing violently, his ribs and lungs were severely injured, and his consciousness was briefly blurred.

Henry took two steps forward unhurriedly, and put the long knife on the opponent's neck. The battle lasted only two rounds, but the outcome was already obvious. In the face of a huge gap in strength, even the most perfect tactics will fail. It's like gods are to mortals, as long as you don't have divinity, or a way to resist divine power, they only need an extraordinary divine power, no matter what level of professional you are, you will be crushed to pieces in an instant.

Solaufen turned over and lay on the ground with a bitter smile on his face. He looked at the sharp blade on his neck, and said very coolly: "You won, come on, let me give you a happy ending. This kind of ending is worthy of the dark elves, isn't it?".

"Oh? Didn't you have a strong will to survive just now? How come you have become death-conscious again now?" Henry asked jokingly.

"Ha! No one wants to die as long as they can live. But I know that I have no chance of surviving. You are the martial art master of the Geralt family, and I am serving the Despana family. The two families will soon There is going to be a war, so only one of us can survive. This is the way of the dark elves." Solaufin closed his eyes and lay down peacefully, quietly waiting for the moment of death to come , without struggling, without begging for mercy, as if everything was taken for granted.

Seeing this situation, Henry shook his head with a smile, and was about to pull this guy up, when suddenly, the door of a storage room next to him was pushed open, followed by a hurried shout from inside: "Stop! You can't kill him!" he……"

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