Throne of Magical Arcana

The phantom is broken, countless black bats rise into the air, and the entire hall is instantly filled, so that the knights and wolfmen can't help but have heavy eyelids and slow thinking. The place that gathered the most was the great knight of the bloodline of the Frost Giant and Sir Duda.

When Katrina blasted the gate with "The Fireball of Lucien", Duda's body changed, and the burly figure about one meter and nine meters tall again, the muscles were raised, and the skin grew out of the skin. The black scales, haunted by a touch of blood, his eyes turned red, as if he had lost his mind, leaving only the purest desire to kill and destroy.

"Devil's bloodline!" Yakov and Anna and others in the thick blood mist of the altar saw this scene, and they were startled and slightly awake.

The blood around Duda blocked the illusory sleeping bat from the outside. Two deep scars of bones were split in the back, and a pair of black bat wings grew inside.The wings fluttered gently, causing him to fly away from the ground, overlooking the hall and the altar.

This is the benefit of blood lines such as demons and demons. Even if only the Grand Knight level, they can fly at low altitudes and occupy the air supremacy!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through, swaying the thick blood mist, and quickly swept it away, and the mercenaries such as Anna and Yakov cleared their minds. It seemed that this really woke up from a nightmare. After feeling a strong sense of inner killing and hatred just now, if you continue this, you will surely become a demon that kills your companions!

"Sister Katrina!" Anna exclaimed, because in the middle of the hall opposite to Duda was the tall Katrina. She stepped on the void and stood above it with no help, and her long golden hair was in the wind Flying indiscriminately in his right hand, he held a staff inlaid with translucent gemstones, and a thin pale mist filled the top.

These mists spread quickly and were not affected by the "gusty wind" at all.

Looking at this incredible scene, Anna feels that she is still dreaming, dreaming of the powerful mage in the story of the bard, they fly out of thin air, they manipulate the weather, they create flames, create cold, they are mysterious and horrible!

The pale mist spread, except for the vicinity of the altar where Anna and Yakov were located, the rest of the hall was soon enveloped by this thin mist.

The werewolves and knights who rushed to Katrina stood blankly, losing their expression in their eyes, a loud voice in their mouths, and uncontrolled saliva from the corners of their mouths.

They seemed to have lost all their ability to think, leaving only a body.

Looking at the terrible werewolf in his own eyes and the knight who trembles by his will alone became this idiot. Anna raised her head and looked at the scene in the air slightly blankly: "Katri Sister Na is a magician? And still a powerful magician! "

Katrina's current appearance is completely in line with her imagination of the magician-except that it is not so vicious and vicious.

"Mist of the mind? Intermediate magician, Katrina is the horror magician I met that night ..." Yakov was a mercenary for many years, and got many descriptions of magic from various sources, and became a formal knight Later, he also obtained more information from the Earl of Calcat, giving him a brand-new and detailed understanding of the spell. In addition, he had cooperated with the official magician, and he can naturally judge the performance and effect of the spell. What magic is, of course, limited to the more common ones.

Looking at Katrina flying blonde in the air, watching her wrapped in a layer of flowing transparent magic runes, and watching the black fireball played by Sir Duda fall on this rune, there was no violent explosion, but Absorbed by the runes, Yakov's head was blank, so shocked and frustrating that he had no idea.

Roar!

The blood knight of the "Frost Giant" swelled his body, surrounded by countless snowflakes, and a translucent ice halo spread out, driving out the nearby "psychic mist", but at this time, a voice came out quietly behind him Figure, black shirt, red coat, long and white hands with long, cold nails, and then, this figure was like pulling a lyre, reaching out from behind and gently stroking the throat of "Frosty Giant".

The faint black air flashed away, and the thick ice at the throat of the "Frosty Giant" merged silently.

what!

"Frosty Giant" screamed in pain, blood flowed from his throat, his two-handed sword waved back, but only broke a phantom. Viscount Karendia appeared in the other direction, extending his right hand to his mouth, light A light lick: "The blood tastes pretty good, and it has no toxins."

This kind of perverted behavior is so elegant and natural that he seems to be really tasting the host entertaining his own food.

"Frosty Giant" has a terrifying power and is good at all kinds of frost spells, but it also has to be hit to be useful. In front of Viscount Karendia who completely surpasses the normal fifth-level knight in speed and agility, he is like a The helpless child couldn't beat the opponent, and was caught twice from time to time, hit by dark spells, and even Viscount Karendia also took the time to kill the werewolves who turned into "idiots" around him-he I really hate that smell.

Looking at the handsome man who can only witness the afterimage and his arrogant strength, he looked at the various magical magics above, the glorious Katrina around her, and the fear and worry in Anna ’s heart disappeared somehow, secretly. Thinks: "The magician and the vampire are worthy of the eternal villain combination in the story of the bard. It is too good, so handsome!"

"Fortunately, there is Sister Katrina, or else ..."

She happily patted her chest and was very envious and yearning for Katrina's strength and fighting style.

Although Duda is a fifth-level knight and has blood of demons, he is in the face of a well-prepared magician. He has no ability to exert his own strength. He has been cursed by spells, cursed by Muskilin, and slowed again and again. The influence of magic is getting closer and closer to the edge of failure, and every time he attacks, he is either deflected by the influence of illusion, or blocked by Douglas' magic absorption wall, stone skin and other magic, and has no effect.

"Can't go on like this ..." Because it was only the blood of the devil, Duda barely retained the ability to think during the battle. Seeing that he was in a bad situation, "Frosty Giant" was almost killed by the vampire, so he began to find a way to get rid of this. Situation.

Slightly relaxed Anna, Yakov with complicated emotions, and other more unknown mercenaries watched the battle. Suddenly, they were shocked to see Du Da grabbed his left arm with his right hand, and suddenly tore the whole left arm. Come down, and then make a deafening roar.

"What is he going to do?"

"Demon's special ability?"

Shocked, they only saw Duda's left arm explode into a fluttering flesh and blood, which wriggled flesh and blood continued to neutralize the thin mist, leaving them disappearing.

The mental fog disappeared, and the remaining werewolves and knights regained their minds. Some of them attacked Katrina with bows or arrows or spell-like abilities, and some of them waved long-range weapons such as swords, maces, and sticks to Yakov and others , Trying to distract Catrina and Viscount Karendia.

Under the ferocious breath of the werewolf and the knight's arrogant will, the mercenaries trembled, even without the power to hold the weapon, and the clanging sounds continued.

Yakov regained a little knight strength when Duda had no time to control himself, holding the long sword tightly in front, whispering to appease the frightened Anna and others: "Do n’t be nervous, let me block them, just support a few In ten seconds, Katrina can end the battle. "

"Boss, I'll help you." Anna ignored the low strength and trembling legs.

At this moment, she saw a cone of crystal light, as if it were all composed of ice, and where the light swept, several werewolves and knights became ice sculptures.

"So strong ..." Anna whispered in a low voice.

Yakov had a similar feeling, but his rich experience made him not stunned, jumped out, and hit that statue of ice sculpture.

Wow lala, several knights and werewolves shattered the ground, the light flashed like diamonds all over the ground!

"Be careful!" Anna suddenly saw a werewolf sneaking into the neighborhood and jumped high, trying to grab Katrina's ankle, so she worriedly and eagerly reminded.

The voice did not fall, and the shadow of the werewolf moved. It hugged the werewolf violently and dragged it into a well of sudden shadow. There was no more sound.

"What a magical magic ..." Anna was so distracted by this scene that she almost worshipped the magic.

And Du Da took advantage of this opportunity to flap his wings and flew down, the goal was the door with a weird pattern.

Seeing that the door was in sight, he suddenly felt that the internal organs were rolling, blood was rising, dizziness, and he fell to the ground.

"Professor's second resonance?" He thought panicly.

Then, before he reacted, the armor and scales covering his whole body changed into red, white, black, gold and other different colors with Katrina's finger, solid, gas, and liquid!

"Elemental order?"

"Why can she cast spells so quickly, without the spell buffer time?"

Duda watched in disbelief as his armor and natural defensive scales disappeared. He knew this was an exclusive spell of "Atom Control" Lucien Evans, and it was not surprising that his students could use it. There is no buffer time between the two magics, so I can't avoid it!

What he didn't notice was that on Katrina's left chest, the beautiful cold silver crest flashed an electric light.

Then he didn't dare to think much, dragging his swaying body into the patterned door behind him.

And Katrina's eyes in Anna's eyes calmed down with the wind, and her right hand stretched forward. A fireball that was larger and hotter than normal and flew out directly, hitting Duda's vest.

Bang!

Duda was blown up with blood and flesh, but he also knocked the door open, and on the other side, Viscount Karendia took out a white handkerchief, wiped his palm, and the glaring frost stood in front of him. giant.

The door opened, and an altar identical to the previous one appeared. The only difference was that the statue was clearer, and it was a dark-skinned humanoid demon.

Below this demon stood a young man with a slightly frightened expression, who had all the features of the Vladimir family.

"Viscount Andre?" Anna blurted out, feeling a strong fear.

Andre shook his head, a look of disappointment: "You shouldn't come in. This is what you forced me to force me ..."

"I met the murderer so soon behind the scenes?" Viscount Karendia dropped the dirty white handkerchief to the ground and said to Katrina a little funny.