Versatile Mage

As he stepped into the chess box, the Dark King suddenly blew a breath of turbidity.

You can see the original grassy chess field suddenly swinging, clearly seeing the ripples of space with a hint of light tremor.

In the moment, a light blue appeared on a light green flat grass, which was not very obvious, like an extra layer of filter, but Asaria walked on it and she felt a hint of coolness and tide.

Lower your head, Asarella finds herself walking into a salt lake at some point, with clean, crystal-clear lake water that you can't even perceive, and pebbles, aquatic grass, and colored sand grains under the lake are clearly visible.

Again, several lake hills appeared on the lake.

Asaria has been to many parts of China and is very impressed by Guili. At this moment, the lake is as beautiful as those wonderful scenes, as walking into a beautiful mountain water painting.

“Elegant ladies, even blood should be in an elegant battlefield, don't you think?” The Dark King made a laugh.

He didn't say that to Asaria alone, and the white widow seemed to him to be an elegant lady.

The white widow walks on the lake, light enough not to even sink, and the water fluctuates gently, presumably with the plush of her legs trembling at extreme speeds.

Many special organisms, they have very weak vision and rely on hearing.

And the spider's hearing is more on the leg, and when it's suspended on the water, the leg vibrates very quickly, and the ripples of the water are so tiny that they're almost invisible.

Asaria walked forward, and the white widow stood there, quiet to the horror.

“Thunder Shadow! ”

Asaria is a magician who is very focused on the dark shadows, she perfectly combines magic with fencing, and after reaching the superior realm, she has superpower, and she perfectly interprets what is called sword and magic!

Longsword slanted fingers, black thunder exaggerated and instantly split into the white widow.

Without warning of any action, the white widow was paranoid by the thunder shadow, and it crossed a few steps, but it avoided this sudden thunder shadow in no small way!

“Woven sword! ”

Sword Shadow Russo, the sword power that flashed past that road is enough to create a neat cut in the lake water and will not heal for long.

The white widow moves extremely precisely in this dazzling sword shadow. Every angle and range of movement is just about avoiding the sword shadow. No matter how dense and fast the sword shadow is, it can always find the intersecting gap and spacing of the sword shadow, perfectly avoiding it.

Others were shocked to see the scene.

The shadow of Asaria is quite powerful. In exchange for anyone entering, it is cut into standard raw meat tablets. The white widow can't help but hide when her power has been suppressed by the Dark King by 30%. Her limbs seem to forever be able to predict where Asaria's shadow is...

Asaria soon became sweaty. Her moves were not a flower stand. Each sword shadow could easily tear apart the defense of the monarchy. Before facing each other's "Knight” Dark Swordsman, its woven sword directly killed a Dark Swordsman!!

The white widow's body is white, see that her leather bag shouldn't belong to the kind that is quite sturdy, but if such a dense attack can't even rub her half sword, isn't this battle judged by high authority?

The white widow walked lightly on the water, walking, it had gone into the air, and Assyria thought it was using invisible spider silk to crawl in such a mysterious air, but the sharp sword shadow had passed, nothing had been cut open, the white widow was still high, and step by step “gracefully” approached Assyria.

It was a pale face with dark blue lines, red eyes and long tongues.

This face is on the spider's face.

The white widow did not belong to a huge category, even close to humans in proportion, and she stared dead at Asarea from the beginning, including when she was quickly avoiding the shadow of a sword, without her eyes moving away from Asarea.

“Every time you change a leather bag, it comes at a painful price, like cutting your own skin muscles with a scalpel, but I don't mind the pain if you look beautiful in the future. Don't worry, I won't ruin your face a bit, after all, who will draw a cut on your beautiful face?” The white widow vomited, and the words bore more shadow and madness.

After these words, she laughed and creeped around her ears for a long time before she dissipated.

Skin change!

Or do you want to change Asaria's leather bag?

No wonder the Dark King would say that the elegant lady, this white widow is an equally “beautiful” to the ultimate creature, except that its way of loving beauty seems to be deprivation and possession!

There are also a number of women in the PLA, who hear such words from white widows, all the more chilling.

Imagine that your body and appearance will rest on such a monster's body, and you can't help but poke yourself before you die.

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The white widow laughed, just like a spinning needle went deep into her ear, and her scalp became numb!

It launched an attack without any warning.

Many creatures, such as wolves, need to lean a little bit, bend their knees a little, but the actions of the white widow do not augur well.

In defiance of the speed at which it erupts, weird and full of power, the air bursts, the claws are multiple, and Asaria retreats with an instinct of survival, while the claw of death is still within reach.

Throat, heart, eyeballs, abdomen are all important!

People can barely see the movement and attack of the white widow, as well as the astonishing speed at which Asaria unfolds, sometimes as the shadow moon scatters in the well, and sometimes as the shadow mist has no real body, sometimes as the snowflake melts into the water and melts under the white widow's paws.

It was a mess, but it couldn't be fought hundreds of times, swordsparks sparkled, claws broken, but in the end, Asaria used the instant to move far down a lake mountain.

Her shoulders, legs, elbows, back, all had some obvious blood marks.

Movan seemed to find that none of the wounds were particularly deep and he couldn't help but relieve himself.

Asaria should be well aware that the white widow's paws are highly toxic and she is prepared for toxic repression.

“Looks like we need to show some real talent.” Asaria glanced at the wound.

Acceptable, that's a minor injury.

Better than being stabbed and torn apart.

Close your eyes, as if Asaria didn't need to look at the enemy with her own eyes.

The dark smell on her suddenly surged when she was completely calm, still and pavilion jade, like a black storm spreading!