The Rise of the Cemetery

The short and dainty mage robe of the alchemist Prager was specially customized.

In addition to the constant protection spells up to the seventh level, there are also densely packed long strip pockets sewn on the inside of this robe. All kinds of special alchemy potions needed in battle are sorted by him and placed in fixed positions so that they can be used anytime and anywhere.

In order to train himself to quickly use the alchemy potion, he also spent a lot of effort to find a long-standing old thief, and practiced his fingers to be extremely flexible. Often as long as the mind moves, the slender and slender fingers will find out the alchemy potion they need in the shortest time.

Prager moved forward quickly, while chanting spells quickly, silently preparing spells.

He is not a good-for-nothing who can only play with alchemy potions, but relies more on the immediacy of alchemy potions to accumulate combat advantages for himself, using crazy magic attacks to crush the enemy, but the final final word is still serious spellcasting .

the reason is simple.

Although he is a talented level 14 alchemist, the magic potion he can concoct can only imitate level 5 spells at most, and there is a huge departmental restriction, which simply cannot completely replace regular spellcasting.

Prager is fast. In a blink of an eye, the distance to the young "summoner" was less than a hundred meters, and the shadow of the void was even closer. Before the other party could react, the alchemist laughed and quickly popped out 2 tubes of reagents.

The reagent exploded near the shadow of the void, and the purple-black medicine instantly evaporated into a thin purple mist, covering the area. Although this piece of purple mist is not aggressive, it can interfere with the transformation of space. As long as its medicinal power does not evaporate completely, the guy in the shadow plane will not be able to switch back to the main plane smoothly.

Prager no longer cared about the shadow of the void, and went straight to the young mage laughing all the way, the long-planned "dimension anchor" in his hand was ready to be activated at any time. But just as the alchemist was rushing forward with arrogance, the "Fight the Enemy" and "Danger Prediction" blessings on his body issued a sharp alarm to him at the same time.

This could not help but make his face change dramatically.

Before he realized what was wrong, he suddenly felt a sharp oppression on the outside of his forward body, and the earth shield supported outside his body moved quickly, blocking a madly spinning moon wheel in time.

The huge moon wheel with a diameter of one meter is like a high-speed rotating cutting machine. With the momentum of the alchemist running fast, it directly splits the shield of the earth into two. As soon as the earth shield shattered, the moon wheel collided fiercely with the mage's shield that came out of the projectile. For a time, sparks splashed everywhere.

At this moment, Prager is really desperate.

This unexpected surprise attack caught him off guard, and he didn't even have time to disperse the "Dimensional Anchor" in his hand, so he could only throw it at the opposite side indiscriminately, and then freed his hand to touch his alchemy potion. And the main vines with the thickness of a bowl under his feet pierced into the ground fiercely, only then could barely stop the swift body. Due to the excessive force, several main vines simultaneously exploded into countless small cracks, from which foul-smelling green juice flowed out.

The moon disc appeared suddenly, as if it had been hidden and waited there until the alchemist's body bumped into it. And it is a pair of cold and ruthless "black hands" who control the moon. The slender and perfect outline of the fingers and the hideous and terrifying cold shape, the two extreme opposing thinking and senses give people a perverted and violent beauty.

The "black hand" only extends to the wrist and disappears inexplicably, as if the alchemist's enemy is this mysterious strange hand. The moon wheel held tightly by the black hand didn't exert force at all, and the earth shield was actually squeezed by the alchemist's own momentum.

Although the mage shield outside Prager's body has good full-face protection, it is not as tough and fine as the earth shield. Under the powerful external sniping, the mage's shield "creaked" and began to dent, twist, and deform... At a certain moment, the sharp moon was only 11 centimeters away from Prager's fragile neck.

As a great alchemist - Prager can swear that he has never experienced such a horrible scene. I was gnashing my teeth and slamming on the brakes, while the enemy's gleaming cold blade was still slowly but firmly advancing towards my neck, advancing... No, seriously, it was Prager who was actually pulling his neck Slowly reach out to the blade in the enemy's hand.

Finally, before the mage's shield shattered, Prager stopped his figure. He raised his hands lightly, and his ten fingers were like blooming rose petals, dancing like a windmill on his chest. A series of alchemy potions slipped through the fingertips at a speed of 3 rounds per second, hitting the hidden enemy like a cannonball.

It's a pity that, in terms of combat strength at close range, ten Pragers combined can't compare to a Younv who relies on agility to make a living. The dozen or so alchemy reagents were picked up one by one by a dull dagger protruding from the void, circling and staggering in mid-air, dazzling and thrilling, but no two of them would touch each other during the ups and downs together.

Now that You Nu has appeared, she no longer intends to hide her head and show her tail. To be honest, she alone is enough to defeat most of the "noble mages" and "scholar mages". In the world of the undead, in the world of the abyss, Younu walks alone, and she can cut a thirteenth or fourth-level elite lord by herself, not to mention these weak human mages on the main plane.

With a soft "bang", the mage's shield outside Prager's body finally couldn't bear the cutting of the moon and burst. So far, the protection against physical attacks blessed by the alchemist has been completely stripped away. Although his body is still filled with brilliant magical light, to You Nu who is close at hand, it is no different from being naked.

"Protection against energy damage", "psychic shielding", "spiritual protection"... are all special protections, and the only thing that can help him is the "thorn halo". But the "Thorn Halo" is more manifested in the attack and anti-injury, and it is of little help to his close physical defense.

Prager couldn't care about anything else, his body quickly retreated under the pushback of the vines on his lower limbs, and the instantaneous white light of the "Mage Shield" also began to flicker on his body.

It's a pity that melee combat is really not the forte of spellcasters!

The black hand is gone.

Under the control of the black hand, the moon wheel smashed through countless barriers with unrivaled ferocity, and passed through the alchemist's neck like lightning. There was no splash of blood, no head or body, and in the enveloping magic glow, Prager, who was full of horror, quietly disappeared into the dazzling white light.

A hundred meters away, a hazy figure staggered out. Judging from the figure, it was the alchemist Prager who had been teleported out in time.

Prager's face was livid, his teeth were clenched, and he raised his hand to touch his neck, and a fine bloodstain quietly emerged. Although the trigger "Teleportation Technique" he set up was launched in time to teleport him out, his neck was still scratched by the enemy's sharp weapon.

Thinking about it carefully, Prager is really a little scared. Fortunately, the triggering spell on his body is "Teleportation" instead of "Stone Skin". Otherwise, even with the blessing of "Stone Skin", it is absolutely impossible for his soft neck to withstand the cutting of the enemy's moon. Then he must be headed at this moment.

The alchemist Prager couldn't help being furious at the thought of being careless for a moment and almost falling into the most miserable death in the world. But before he could stabilize his mind and replenish himself with protection, an illusory and hazy figure had already stuck to his body from the back.

"You seem very angry? Do you need me to help you solve your troubles?"

A gentle and sweet giggle sounded in Prager's ears, and with a slender and cold black hand stroking his neck, the shallow bloodstain that had closed up suddenly burst open.

Then, Prager disappeared again in the dense white magic glow.

The young mage who had been watching the excitement with his arms folded in the distance couldn't help but wryly smiled, You Nu is really sharp! With her stealth and the "Younv's Blade" that can't escape if she is nailed, it is really not enough for ordinary academic mages to encounter her.

In this way, wouldn't my so-called "master" become a spectator who is so soy sauced! If there is another match like this in the future, as soon as I release You Nu, the rest is just waiting for the news of victory?

Li Xun shook his head, put those unrealistic fantasies behind him, and quickly took You Nu and Hellfire back before he was teleported out.

The same magic hall, the same turbulent crowd, but the difference is everyone's enthusiasm!

Rarely, the vice-president of the college, Master Kazloja, showed a "bright" smile to Li Xun, and waited under the high platform early. It's just that this kind of smile appeared on the skinny old face with layers of wrinkles, it looked so eerie and terrifying, especially when he smiled, he showed burnt yellow and black, and had broken teeth, which made Li Xun's spine break out in cold sweat .

Ugly people are not scary, but if a person is ugly and flatters you, it is super scary!

The young mage resisted the urge to put his foot on the other's constantly smiling face, and under the guidance of mage Kazroga, he returned to his seat at the Dagon Academy of Magic.

After everything settled down, Li Xun finally understood the reason why the vice president acted like this. Only 2 of the 6 players selected by Dagon Academy of Magic won, including myself.

As the number one of the Dagon School of Magic, Zolagel successfully defeated the sixth place of the Breland School of Magic and won a spot in the top ten. The second-ranked Valastraz, who also had hope, was unfortunately overturned by Breland's fifth place. It can also be seen that the overall strength of Breland Academy of Magic is indeed much higher than that of Dagon Academy of Magic.

Li Xun's victory may have been a surprise to the vice president, but it was a very pleasant surprise, which made him somewhat shaken by his narrow selfishness.

Judging from the battle scene, this magical 11th-level young high-level mage actually still has a trump card that can be finalized. At least that shadow creature with outstanding combat power is not something ordinary people can have. This made him optimistic about the young mage's next step.