Pirate’s Infinite Wings

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Boom!

The waves of the magic battle continued to be heard from the west of Sirius Island, which made Fang Lang frown.

"It's coming so soon..." Thinking like this, he looked at Jerf in front of him again, and while he was pondering, he said, "Did you fall under the curse of Anxelam?"

"You know Anxelam too?!" Jeff was slightly surprised.

"Of course, Anxelam's black magic, one of the ancient curses, also known as the 'curse of contradictions', the more respect for life, the more energy it releases to spread death. It releases the energy of death."

Jeff doesn't want to hurt life, as long as there is this kind of thought in his mind, like the "death hunt" before, it will not stop, and it will come once and again without interruption.

Although Fang Lang couldn't affect him, if he were to deal with ordinary magicians, he would be able to take their lives in an instant, let alone ordinary people.

"Really, Mebis told you..."

"No." Fang Lang shook his head, and after a while, the black magic faded, "Forget it, I have no time to waste with you, within my perception, there is already a person, I have to deal with the troublesome 'Purgatory Seven Dependents' '."

Saying that, he turned and left.

Seeing this, Jeff was slightly startled, and closed his eyes to feel it.

In the perception, several different individuals with powerful magical power suddenly appeared on the peaceful Sirius Island.

"Someone broke in? Someone was calling my name? Why?" he murmured in surprise.

It can be felt that a certain magician is constantly suing "Jeff" in his mouth, and the direction is the direction Fang Lang is heading.

"Wait, I'll go with you."

Saying so, Jeff slowly followed.

"Tsk, what a hassle..."

Suddenly, Fang Lang glanced from the corner of his eyes, his figure moved slightly, and suddenly disappeared in front of Jeff. The next moment, he appeared behind him.

With a bang, a heavy hand-knife hit Jeff's stamina, and then, the so-called most vicious black mage in history passed out.

Fang Lang's eyes were quick, he grabbed him with one hand and put it on his shoulders, ready to throw him into the sea later.

"This person is too dangerous. If I enter the enemy-friendly mode, I am afraid that in addition to using the power of eternity and relying only on magic, I am not an opponent. Forget it, for Mebis' sake, spare his life."

Others may not be able to see the difference in strength, but who is Fang Lang, a super-first-class master who understands the law, just face to face in that battle, you can see how strong Jeff is.

The gap in magic power alone is a gap that cannot be bridged.

Fang Lang in the black knight state, the amount of magic power is more than 20,000, and Jeff, at 150,000, or even more than 200,000.

At the level of the Great Mage, the difference between thousands and tens of thousands of magic power may not have such a big impact on the battle, but a difference of 100,000, 100,000, it is impossible to fight, and it will be crushed.

Moreover, if I have to say it, Jeff is not a great wizard, but an abyss wizard. He has truly stood in the abyss of magic, and his understanding of magic is not comparable to Fang Lang.

As for being stunned by his hand with a knife now, it is entirely because Jeff has no awareness of fighting.

It can be said that even if Fang Lang is standing and let Fang Lang fight, Fang Lang can't kill the opponent unless he uses the power of eternity.

"Trouble, really troublesome..."

Complaining in a low voice, Fang Lang carried Jeff and slowly moved towards feeling a magic power.

Walking out of the forest, he passed through a rocky land. At this moment, above his head, a fireball fell from the sky and suddenly hit the front of Fang Lang's road.

The bursting fireball rose into a raging fire, and then, a figure walked out of the flame.

The other party was a young man with long blond hair that was tousled, and red pupils in circles.

On its right chest, there is a guild emblem tattooed, which is the heart of the devil known to Fang Lang.

Fang Lang stopped and looked at the other side quietly.

"I'm lucky enough to let me meet one first." The young man said with a perverse personality, looking a little arrogant: "No, two people, eh? It's strange, who is the man on your back? Who are you?"

"Heh, which one of the seven purgatory's relatives are you?" Fang Lang chuckled and asked calmly.

"Oh, you actually know that I am the Seven Retinues of Purgatory, I am Zancroft, the Sorcerer of the God of Destruction! Forget it, whoever you are, in short, die for me!"

Seemingly dissatisfied with Fang Lang's tone of speech, Zancroe grinned and pushed his palm towards Fang Lang.

Immediately, a fiery flame suddenly shot out from his arm, but strangely, the flame changed its color in an instant and turned into a jet of darkness.

"Mirror door!" Fang Lang carried Jeff with his right hand and stretched out his left hand. Suddenly, the magic circle opened, and a transparent door suddenly appeared.

The black flame bombarded the mirror door, and the next moment, it was suddenly changed direction, where it came from, where it went back.

All the black flames rushed towards Zancroft.

"What? It actually bounced my flames?" Zancroft frowned unhappily, very angry, he opened his mouth to brew, and then roared at Fang Lang, "The wrath of the gods!"

The magic power of the black flames quickly came to an end, and the next moment, a strong flame impact spit out, swept away everything, and hit Fang Lang.

The mirror door shattered instantly, Fang Lang and Jeff were swallowed by his flames,

The powerful flame impact has been spreading to the distance, directly penetrating the small half of the forest, leaving a long trace.

After a long time, when the flames dissipated, Zancroft showed a rather disdainful expression, "Not even a little ash left, too weak, boring. Sure enough, what kind of fire dragon slayer should be found?"

However, the corner of his eyes suddenly glanced to the left side, where Fang Lang still carried Jeff, raised his hand and patted the black flame on the corner of his clothes, his face was calm.

"What?!" Zancroft's expression changed, "You're actually fine! You ate the roar of my flame god Zancroft, and you didn't die!"

"...Flame God?" Fang Lang raised his eyebrows, quite speechless, "An idiot who doesn't know the law of flames really dares to say it."

As soon as the voice fell, a sun rose slowly above his head! ..