The First Mage

This ice cone technique is usually the limit for a mage to release two, but in the hands of this young mage, he can release more than a dozen.

Don't underestimate these few ice picks, in actual combat, the extra few ice picks can often have unexpected effects.

Seeing Lynch holding on to the elemental shield without blinking, instead of making way for himself as expected, the expression of the young mage changed slightly.

But soon, the young mage calmed down. Anyway, his ice cone technique has been improved, and at least it can smash the elemental shield.

At that time, if I use the spell predicted in the staff again, I will definitely be able to clean up the opponent, and it will only delay a second,...

One second has nothing to do with the overall situation.

really……

Just as the young mage thought, none of the ice cones fell, and all of them hit Lynch.

The ice cone hit the elemental shield and became shattered. For a moment, the sky was filled with ice and fog, and the elemental shield was crumbling, as if it would not be able to hold it in the next moment.

The young mage immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to urge his staff to quickly expand the results of the battle, his eyes widened suddenly, and a hint of disbelief appeared on his face.

"you……"

The elemental shield on Lynch's body was not broken...

Although it seemed that the elemental shield was indeed a little crumbling, and it seemed that another spell could easily shatter it. However, strong magic power surged out of Lynch's body.

In the eyes of the young sorcerer, the endless magical power was repairing the elemental shield little by little, but after a short time, the elemental shield was restored to its original state, and it lay in front of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, before the young mage could react, he suddenly felt an extremely powerful force of gravity descending on him.

At that moment, the young mage felt that the gaps in his bones seemed to be squeezed a little bit, and the crunching sound of his teeth was ringing in his ears.

Moreover, it seems that it is still sinking...

That's right, sinking down...

The young mage glanced down, followed by a horrified scream.

At some point, a muddy swamp appeared on the solid ground.

Under the effect of the gravity technique, the young mage continued to sink downwards, his thin body struggling desperately, but to no avail.

On the contrary, the more you struggle, the faster you fall.

After a while, the young mage found himself buried in the mud up to his shoulders...

And this is not over yet, three or four blood-colored vines suddenly burst out of the ground, one of which was wrapped with a staff, and handed to Lynch, while the rest were like poisonous snakes, tied to the young mage.

This force immediately slowed down the young mage's fall, but the spikes on the blood-colored vines immediately pierced the young mage's skin, and drops of bright red blood oozed out immediately.

But before it fell, it was completely absorbed by the blood-colored vines...

"Blood-sucking vine?" The young mage suddenly lost his soul. These are blood-sucking vines. If he is not careful, he will end up as a mummy...

Thinking of turning himself into a mummy, the young mage couldn't care less about anything, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "You, you, stop, stop... I give up, I give up!"

"What's the rush?" At this moment, Lynch was playing with the staff that the vampire vine handed over just now, and said with a smile, "Magic amber gems? No wonder you can cast spells instantly, oh, there is a spell slot stored in it, Hehe, you are well equipped."

At this time, the young mage couldn't control so much anymore, and quickly said: "Here, I'll give you, I'll give you all, you, you, don't do anything, I have something to say, I still have a few magic cores on me, I'll give them all to you."

"Oh?" Lynch smiled, but those blood-sucking vines still didn't intend to disappear, instead they climbed up the neck of the young mage like a poisonous snake: "But, the things on your body are mine in the first place. , think about it carefully, is there anything else that can be exchanged for life?"

Seeing those blood-sucking vines getting closer to the main artery of his neck, the voice of the young mage became extremely frightened: "Yes, yes, my father runs a business in Stormwind City, my father can give you a lot of money , I still have a lot of magic crystals outside!"

Under the cold touch of death, the young mage turned himself upside down, regardless of whether it was good or bad, the eighteen generations of his ancestors had passed it on.

When it came to the end, the young mage was a little unscrupulous, and the calmness he had pretended at the beginning had completely disappeared, and his voice was almost crying.

"I'll give you whatever you want, I, I'm still young, you can't kill me..."

"Okay, okay, I will really kill you if you cry..."

Lynch curled his lips, inexplicably feeling like he was bullying a child. The young mage was more pleasing to the eye at the beginning, so he didn't bother to scare him anymore, and asked directly, "Tell me first, why did you come here?"

Since the young mage was able to appear here, it obviously had a certain purpose. Therefore, now Lynch was a little confused and wanted to figure out the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Moreover, not only he wanted to know, but Palin and Hawking also wanted to know. When Lynch asked, the two who had never intervened had already walked over quickly.

Surrounded by three people now, the young mage was even more frightened. After all, he couldn't even defeat Lynch, a second-level mage, let alone Hawking, an archmage, and Palin beside him.

"I said, I said, I don't want to come either, I was instructed by someone!" The young mage replied in pain.

"Oh? Then tell me first, who ordered you." Lynch smiled, and the blood-red vines did not continue to spread, but they were still like poisonous snakes, clinging to the neck of the young mage, cold and slippery The chill, as if reminding the young mage that he may become a mummy at any time...

"Well, can you remove this blood-sucking vine first..." The shadow of death receded for a while, and the young mage was slightly relieved, but he was still uneasy, and pointed to the blood-sucking vine on his neck cautiously.

"What do you say?"

Lynch smiled, the magic power moved slightly, and the blood vines were about to start swimming again...

"Stop, stop, stop, don't need to cancel, don't need to cancel, I will explain, I will explain everything..."

The young mage hurriedly begged for mercy, and didn't dare to talk nonsense, and he was very eager to explain, for fear that if he was slow, he would annoy the cruel young man in front of him again: "This is none of my business, Kasman sent me here!"

"Kasman?" Lynch frowned slightly, but he had never heard of the name, and was about to ask.