Broad World

"Quick!! Protect the mage!!"

Seeing that Henry's body was severely eroded by negative energy, Abel immediately gave orders to the team members.

He is very clear that in this battle, people like himself are the foil and support, and only mages who can cause huge damage are the core. Once mages are severely eroded by negative energy, the entire battle plan will be ruined.

However, as a god, Atropal is not a fool, on the contrary, his intelligence is higher than most legendary mages, and he understands who is the biggest threat, especially after eating a terrifying legendary magic, the whole Fell into rage and madness.

Because for a shrunken person with undead attributes, if the previous attack is compared to being bitten by a palm-sized Teddy dog, then the magic attack just now is equivalent to being bitten by a tiger. The former is just a skin trauma or something It is a small trouble, but the latter is a life-threatening threat to life. If there are more, even it can't bear it.

Of course, legendary magic is not Chinese cabbage. Even with Henry's current strength, it can only be released four times, which shows how precious it is.

But everyone knows that once a spellcaster crosses the threshold of legend, it is equivalent to entering another level, and the magic net and spell slots that originally restricted the power of a mage are no longer a problem.

Legendary mages have too many ways to circumvent these restrictions. Just being able to directly control the original magic power is already terrifying, not to mention that they can make a large number of magic items and scrolls to make up for the shortage. Among them, the wand is the simplest and most brutal One of the methods.

Many legendary mages will prepare more than twenty kinds of wands that store different spells, just in case they are needed.

Each of these wands stores at least 30 or more spells. To some extent, this is equivalent to an automatic weapon in the magical world. When mages encounter danger or encounter a large number of enemies. Immediately, he will take it out and bombard it indiscriminately without hesitation, letting the other party know what a heavy price to pay for besieging a rich mage.

Obviously, Henry is a rich and powerful legendary mage, so he will naturally prepare a lot of staffs.

When he saw the shrunken man rushing towards him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he drew a chilling sneer, and quickly blessed himself with an "advanced swiftness", and at the same time drew out two magic wands made of keel directly from his waist , There are several huge sapphires inlaid on the top of the wand. You can tell it's expensive at first glance.

With the strong arcane aura flashing in the gemstone, it immediately attracted Atropal's attention, and it immediately stopped in mid-air cautiously, raising its arm as a "finger of death".

But it's a pity that this powerful necromancy spell didn't have any effect, and the "Death Barrier" easily blocked it out.

"Just enjoying the warmth of the sun, it seems that you haven't learned to be smart yet. Now I will invite you to taste the feeling of being crushed by a fist. I hope this time you will have a better memory." Henry said with a cold light in his eyes , holding up his wand. All the spells stored in it were released in one breath.

"Advanced Swiftness" allows him to cast spells, use magic items and scrolls without any pause, otherwise there will be a few seconds of adjustment time after releasing a pre-stored magic. Otherwise, if you connect to the magic net too frequently, it will easily cause spellcasting failure.

I saw the sapphire on the top of the wand instantly release a dazzling glare, and the next second...

Countless big hands appeared out of thin air, smashing the evil from mid-air to the ground, and then pressed it firmly, the huge fists fell from the sky like raindrops, and after hitting the ground, there were huge roars.

In fact, there are two wands, one of which stores the ninth-level magic "Bigby Smash Palm". The other one is the eighth-level magic "Bigby Giant Powerful Fist", which are all high-level spells, each of which has stored thirty rounds.

Just imagine, what would it be like if thirty big hands pressed a person to the ground, and the other thirty big hands clenched their fists and beat him violently?

The scene in front of him is the best embodiment. The shrunken person was smashed into meatloaf almost immediately, and every inch of bone, muscle, and blood vessel in the whole body was mixed together. It was like a pool of rotten and smelly minced meat. If it weren't for the strong negative energy aura, no one would believe that it was still alive.

Taking advantage of this time, Henry quickly took out a secondary recovery potion and drank it to expel the negative energy that was eroding his body. Then, before the "Advanced Swiftness" failed, he cast three "Simulation Techniques" in a row. In the blink of an eye, three identical replicas appeared around.

Without any nonsense, he directly took out the silver spheres he had prepared in advance from his pocket, and distributed one to each replica.

As a clone created by magic, there is no need to talk between the main body and the replica. As long as the order is given in the brain, the replica will execute it exactly. Otherwise, "simulation" will not be called by countless people. The higher the casting level, the more cost-effective magic.

The sin is indeed the sin. Although it was still a pool of rotten meat a few seconds ago, Atropal had recovered some of his mobility after a few seconds and slowly floated up again. His eyes were no longer empty and indifferent , replaced by monstrous hatred and anger.

"Die!!! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to devour your soul!!!"

Through teleportation, it roared again, and at the same time raised its slender arms, first released a high-level dispel magic, and immediately released a strange spiritual energy forward.

The "death barrier" on Henry's body was dispelled in the blink of an eye, followed by a feeling that his brain had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and an indescribable sense of horror rose from the bottom of his heart, and then a large group of phantoms suddenly appeared in front of him, all of them They are things that I have been afraid of, and the most numerous of them are the opposite that exudes a destructive aura.

These guys rushed over like a tidal wave, whirled through his body, greatly stimulated his heart and nerves, and made him break out in a cold sweat involuntarily.

There is no doubt that this is the ninth-level illusion magic "Phantom Killer", which creates terrifying illusions in an area. If the will is not firm enough, it will be frightened to death in an instant.

To some extent, it is similar to the ninth-level necromancer magic "Howl of the Banshee". It's just that the former makes the target mentally collapse through influence and heart, while the latter uses sound to spread special energy. Anyone who hears it must have an intimate contact with the god of death.

Fortunately, Henry's will is still firm, and he is still wearing a magic item that can see through illusions, so there is no serious problem, but the fighters from the association below can't do it.

As long as there are intelligent beings deep in their hearts, there must be fear. No matter how strict the training is, how powerful the enemy is, you can't get rid of the mental shadow, especially when the entire shadow is magnified ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times...

Smart people know that fear can be overcome, but it can never be eliminated. It follows everyone's life like a shadow, and it is even more difficult than death.

Although the phantom lasted for a short time, two team members still fell to the ground with a plop, their faces were black and green, and the fear before death still remained in their pupils. Obviously frightened to death.

As for the others, they were not much better, more than half of them spit out a mouthful of blood involuntarily, and the rest also had serious expressions. He completely lost the vigor he had looked at when he swept the undead army not long ago.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary ninth-level magic. Atropal seems to have undergone some kind of transformation, it is no longer a pure illusion, and there are some soul attacks mixed in it, so it produces such a powerful effect .

Abominations are not ordinary alien creatures, they have all sorts of strange abilities, so it is not uncommon for there to be one or two improved spells.

You must know that these twisted monsters with divine sparks not only have a long list of resistances. For example, fire, cold, undetectable, etc., and abilities are also diverse, such as seeing through illusions and invisible creatures, telepathy, summoning creatures related to their own attributes, and more importantly, they are also completely immune to an energy attribute .

Just like the Atropal in front of me, it can summon any undead to fight for itself, and at the same time, it is immune to all necromantic spells, against petrification, deformation, poison, mind spells, hypnosis, paralysis, energy absorption, ability absorption, etc. Attacks are completely ignored. And no matter how serious the injury is, he will never lose consciousness, and the deep understanding of the soul contained in the spark of divinity is definitely not comparable to those demigods and weak gods.

Seeing casualties among his subordinates, Abel's face instantly became ugly. Because he knows that once someone is killed by a shrinker. It's not just as simple as losing his life. In less than a minute, a ghost will be born from the soul of the deceased. The stronger the strength in life, the stronger the ghost's battle will be.

It can be said that every time an enemy is killed, the power of the god will be increased. If this team is completely wiped out, the next battle does not have to continue. Hurry up and run as far as possible, and leave the rest to the gods Let's go have a headache.

Atropal is so difficult to deal with. Although the attack method is a little simple, it can't stand the rough skin and thick skin. The longer the time drags on, the better it will be for it, and the worse it will be for Henry and others.

"Damn! Think of a way! Otherwise, the disaster when the seal was opened for the first time will definitely repeat itself!" The old man Abel yelled hoarsely while launching a fierce attack on the god like a madman.

When the matter developed to this point, he was completely helpless. Although he still kept a hole card, it was of no use to the shrunken people.

"Don't worry! Don't you see that I am preparing? Hold on for a while, I need a little time to prepare."

While shouting, Henry brought three replicas to the four corners of the battlefield, each holding a silver ball in their hands, and started singing almost at the same time.

As the singing became louder and faster, those silver spheres quickly emitted a faint light, and after a while, some kind of connection was formed, each trembling slightly, followed by four Daoguang pillars soared into the sky and converged to a point on the rock above the head, forming a pyramid-shaped barrier, trapping everyone, including the gods and evils, inside.

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