Magus Tech

"Poof!" The blood burst out.

"Ah!" Chkaf grunted.

"Humph." The old Lich man snorted, disdainful, "Are you sure you are really good at melee? With your skill, even a child is not as good." The old Lich man said it was true. It seems that Chkaf's melee skills are really inferior to that of a child, Pandora.

Chekaf listened, but did not respond. He controlled the energy injection into the wound, controlled the injury from worsening, and fought silently with the old Lich.

The old Lich was also polite, and quickly waved the dagger. After a few seconds, he found a flaw and stabbed it again, causing a second wound to appear on Chkaf's body.

Chkaf grunted and continued to silence, fighting tenaciously with the old Lich.

In this way, a few minutes passed.

There were more than a dozen wounds of different sizes on Chekaf's body, and his clothes were ragged and looked embarrassed.

The old Lich was unscathed and determined to fight Chkaf.

After a few seconds, he caught a flaw exposed by Chkaf and stabbed without hesitation.

But at the moment when the dagger stabbed, the old lich man was surprised to find that Chkaf's speed had increased by half from scratch, and escaped his attack by a fraction.

Then even more surprising things happened to him. Chekav waved his arm and popped a bone blade from the back of his hand into the lower abdomen with lightning, and then stirred back before retracting.

This!

The old Lich man's eyes widened and he waved his dagger violently, pushing Chekav all the way.Afterwards, he stepped back a few meters, covering the wound, showing a puzzled expression, unable to figure out why this happened.

This... how is this possible?

"Are you puzzled, right?" At this time Chekaf was out loud, gasping slightly, and said, "You should be wondering, why did I suddenly become faster. Actually, it is not me who is faster, but you Slowed down."

"I am slower?"

"Yes, you are slowing down," Chekaf said. "I want to confess to you one thing, that is, I am not very good at close combat. The reason why I take the initiative to fight close combat with you, just want to It’s right to steal your soul energy."

"Steal?" The old Lich froze for a moment, feeling his physical condition, then his face changed greatly.

"Hah, you finally found out?" Chkaf smiled. "This is my purpose-to steal your soul energy. You as a awakened ancient lich are indeed very rare, than the extinct strange species. Both are rare. However, I happen to master this method of restraining you, that is the stealing of soul energy.

In the battle with you just now, I have been stealing your soul power, and finally stolen to a limit, resulting in substantial changes.If it was in the beginning, I really did not have a full grasp to defeat you, but now... Oh, you will definitely not be my opponent."

"Right, I forgot to say that," Chkaf added. "Your melee combat skills are indeed great. If I hadn't played the spirit of twelve points, you might actually be killed by you at first. But Now, you have completely lost this opportunity."

The old Lich listened to Chekaf quietly and put his hand on his lower abdomen to put it down. A large number of granulations on the wound grew wildly and healed forcibly.

Afterwards, the old Lich looked up and looked directly at Chekaf: "I really admire you young people now-they are all so smart, unlike the time before me. I shouldn't carelessly, otherwise I won't fall To this point.

However, even so, it is too early to decide the outcome!I admit that you did steal a lot of my soul energy, leaving me in a state of weakness.But... there is still a lot of time until this battle is over.I also have a lot of hole cards that I haven't played yet, and it's not too late to win or lose when I get them all out."

After speaking, the old Lich took a long breath, as if to suck all the surrounding air into his body.The surrounding air was surging, and his chest bulged at a rate visible to the naked eye, almost exploding.

Then the old Lich opened a mouth and exhaled a thick black gas at high speed.

The black gas changed rapidly in the air, and finally condensed into a slender whip, held by the old lich man in the hand, and flung towards Chekhov.

Chekaf dodge quickly, just evaded, where the old lich was drawn with a black whip, and the ground instantaneously exploded a hole that was one meter deep.

Chkaf looked at the effect caused by the black whip and his expression became cautious.

When the old Lich sees that a blow is not possible, he does not hesitate to start the second additional attack.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The old Lich and Chekhov started the second round of fighting.

Soon, a few minutes passed.

Chekav's arm was drawn by the old lich man and was cut off directly. He couldn't even heal the spell. He could only hang it softly and swing it in front of his chest.

After the successful hit, the old Lich also stopped attacking and stood quietly on the ground.Then he slowly lowered his head and saw that a bone blade was piercing the heart fossa-Chekav threw it out.

"Tick, tick..."

Blood oozed out of the heart fossa and landed on the ground.

Chekav looked at the old Lich and waved his arm intact: "Look, you are really not my opponent. The source of your strength, soul energy, is declining. Maybe we are no longer in close proximity now. Fighting, but I can also steal your soul energy, but it is not as efficient as before.

Therefore, you will only get weaker and weaker. In this way, I can support it in a way of injury-to-injury.After all...you are too old.In fact, for an old man like you who doesn’t belong to this era, the cemetery is where you should stay..."

"Enough, young man!" The old Lich suddenly uttered, interrupting Chekhov, with a somewhat sullen expression. "You have a lot of words."

"Uh……"

The old lich said solemnly: "Yes, I said a lot, but... at least not as much as you. Don't you know that in battle, if you say too much, will there be retribution? I The end now is an example, but you don’t learn a lesson."

"Cough." The old Lich coughed and turned to look at Pandora to the side. He said, "Girl, please hide away. I have a little trouble fighting with this person. After a while, the result is hard to be sure and I don't want to spread it. To you, so the farther you go, the better."

Pandora listened, blinked, and withdrew towards the distance, and withdrew into the house where he lived.

"It's not very far away." The old Lich shook his head, then looked back at Chekhov. "Well, boy, I'm too lazy to talk too much with you now, I just want to prove one thing."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"That is, this old guy of mine is a bit useful," the old Lich shouted.

The words fell, and a strong momentum burst out of the old Lich's body.