"How can we fight... how to fight..." murmured Loren to himself.
"Wait, where is Montoya from the Kingdom Intelligence Departnt?"
Loren shivered; he suddenly realized there was one less person present.
At this mont, the blond man on the field looked towards the dark corner with a faintly mocking tone and said, "Can you escape?"
With a raise of his hand, an ice blade shot lightning-fast into the darkness.
No incantations.
No hand signs.
No spellcasting dium.
"Super Magic ’Instantaneous Spell’!" Loren’s eyes widened.
Although he had heard of so gifted mages mastering various super magic techniques, it was the first ti he witnessed it firsthand.
"Ah!!"
After a tearing sound in the flesh, there ca a miserable scream!
Loren squinted his eyes; his pupils shrank suddenly. Montoya from the Intelligence Departnt had been sliced in half!
The legs were still upright, but the upper body had fallen to the ground, struggling to survive.
And those still worn-out leather boots at his feet were glowing faintly, evidently magic items.
At this mont, Loren faced a serious problem.
What to do?
Clearly, fighting wouldn’t work, so the only option was to escape!
’Yes, find Mr. Raine; only Mr. Raine has a chance to defeat the opponent!’
"Quick, escape! Find Mr. Raine!"
Loren gave a shove to the trembling informant, Cole, beside him.
But as soon as he spoke, he realized the blond middle-aged man had sohow appeared about ten ters ahead and again raised his hand, pointing at him.
Instantly, two wave-like white lights shot toward Cole and him!
"This... Damn it! It’s Super Magic ’TwinSpell’!"
TwinSpell casts one spell and duplicates it into two, attacking two targets simultaneously.
Facing this situation, neither Cole nor Loren could dodge in ti!
The next instant, as so energy invaded his body, Loren felt as if his soul was imprisoned. He couldn’t even move a finger completely.
As a mage, he imdiately understood that he had been hit by the Second Level Spell ’Hold Person Spell’.
This made him smile bitterly in his heart!
’Having mastered two super magic techniques, his class level must surely be no less than Level 6....’
’The gap is too large...’
Due to the overwhelming battle, by the ti the hundreds of kobolds in the underground space reacted, the battle was already over.
The elderly kobold priest, Withered Beard, hurriedly trotted over, holding a magic staff, panting as he said, "My Lord, this..."
An entirely different feeling from Loren’s group, shocked by the opponent’s strength.
White Dragon Mage Aiel’s current confusion was about the opponent’s weakness!
Neither the Chosen of God nor was there a trump card scroll.
’How could such weak fellows possibly defeat Thorne?’
"Withered Beard, stay here."
"I’ll go up and have a look."
"Yes, my lord!"
But as soon as Aiel said that, his thoughts changed again.
’With lives still around, why not interrogate them first.’
’In case above there...’
White Dragon Mage Aiel turned once more, walked towards the informant Cole immobilized, and pointed at him.
"My lord, spare ! My lord, I still have parents to care for at ho..."
"A commoner?" Aiel glanced at Cole incredulously.
He couldn’t believe the person was just a common man, not even a class holder.
When did even ordinary people manage to invade here?
"Tell in detail about your origins and what’s happening above."
"Yes, sir... We..."
Even without any spell, nor ’Charm Humans’, the re White Dragon bloodline pressure from Aiel made Cole’s heart crumble, pouring out everything like beans from a bamboo tube.
And upon hearing Cole’s words, Aiel’s shock could not calm down for a long ti.
’The one who killed Thorne turned out to be that young man nad Raine?’
Thinking about it, Aiel recalled recent news from Dorne City, saying that Lilith’s trusted aide Zoel seed to be in trouble.
And rembering Lilith’s stalling and dithering these past few days, Aiel understood what was going on.
’Damned, that madwoman Lilith, such important news and she didn’t tell ?’
’Screw you!’
The death of Thorne, the commander sent by the Dark Furnace Clan, was a huge deduction for him.
Aiel was commissioned here, including the task of forming a win-win cooperation with the Dark Furnace Clan.
Things had been going well over ti.
But who would have thought....
Thinking for a mont, Aiel planned to go up and find the young man Raine who had killed Thorne.
But imdiately, he dismissed this idea again.
’This guy seems a little mysterious, could he be the chosen one of a Divine Being?’
’If that’s the case, class level simply cannot serve as a basis for judging his strength.’
On Valzeg Continent, so lucky ones favored by the Divine Beings often gained extra talents and spell-like abilities, causing their combat power to skyrocket, completely surpassing their class level.
If roughly estimated, it would approximately equal an enhancent of three to five class levels.
Of course, that is rely an estimation.
Actual combat strength involves considering the size of the divine power backing them, and the practicality of their talents or spell-like abilities, etc.
"Damn!"
Thinking of the aftermath of Thorne’s death, leading to a series of chain reactions and a ss he would have to deal with, Aiel could not help but cuss.
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