The Wizarding Age

Even with Grimm's current strength, it was not enough to completely restrain Mary.

The blood-colored armor that Mary held up outside separated the flame chain from the outside, which also gave her some room to move.

This blood-colored armor was modified by himself! Now it has become Mary's accomplice against him, and Grimm's heart is full of infinite sighs.

But no matter how Mary struggled, her slender and tall body was still pulled in front of Grimm little by little.

The next second, Grimm's lava hand like a palm fan grasped Mary's head. The red and hot lava instantly burned her skin and flesh, and the field suddenly filled with an indescribable stench of roasted flesh and blood.

Even such torture still couldn't make Mary get rid of Anderson's mental shackles. She bared her white fangs and threatened Grimm, ignoring her face that had been roasted beyond recognition, and was still biting the lava hand frantically.

I felt that the life struggling desperately in my hands, maybe with just a little force, this once beautiful head would explode in my hands like a broken watermelon. Then I could free my hands to deal with the injured Anderson seriously.

Otherwise, if Mary was allowed to rush around, a small soldier might become an important bargaining chip to overturn the situation. And to solve this trouble, I only need to close my big hand lightly!

The importance of this made Grimm fall into a dilemma in an instant.

However, at this moment, the raging sea of ​​fire in the distance suddenly choked, and a familiar figure staggered out from it.

The self-explosion of the magic puppet just now obviously also caused great damage to the Anderson wizard. It can be seen with the naked eye that his body is covered with burn marks after being burned by the flames, and there are some defects on his face, which are obviously the credit of those black flying insects.

His left eye has been blinded by the explosion, and blood keeps flowing out of the dark blood hole.

The wizard's hat had been blown away, and a few sparse yellow hairs on his skinny and shrunken head were dancing in the wind. His only remaining right eye flashed with a cold and fierce light, staring at Grimm without blinking, his eyes revealed a cruelty that would not stop until death!

This sudden explosion was obviously not something that could be stopped by the external elemental protection. Anderson's robe was blown to pieces, leaving only strips of cloth to barely cover his body. His skinny chest was full of bloody wounds of various sizes, and traces of smoke and fire could be seen everywhere.

"Hello... you are very good..." Anyone could hear the venom in Anderson's tone: "I didn't expect you to have this skill. Very good... but a mere wizard-level crystal core can't kill me, now it's your turn to die!"

With a rage that soared to the sky, Anderson raised his right hand high and chanted the mysterious and obscure witchcraft spell loudly. Countless dark spears rained down on Grimm.

Grimm looked at the overwhelming attack coldly and muttered: "3...2...1, explode!"

The entire closed space shook suddenly, and the agitated space fluctuations were even visible to the naked eye. There was a crackling sound in the towering bloody altar, and countless spider-web-like fine cracks meandered along the stone wall, and blood-red mist gushed out from it, just like the blood flowing after a human is injured.

The elemental protection that was lingering outside Anderson's body was not completely broken even by the close-range self-explosion of the wizard-level crystal core, but this time, for some reason, it trembled and broke into pieces.

The close connection between Anderson and the swamp tower was suddenly cut off!

Anderson the wizard was stunned at first, and then suddenly understood something, and roared angrily: "It's Alice! It's that hateful little girl! I will cut each of you into pieces, and then make the ugliest and evil spliced ​​corpses, and bind your souls in them forever... You all deserve to die..."

Grimm's incarnation of the fire demon smiled slightly and said: "You should deal with her first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Grimm's hand flashed with red light, and a strange witchcraft sank into Mary's head, and then he swung her up and smashed her towards Anderson.

This seemed to be a signal, and a new battle broke out in an instant!

The Fire Lord rushed towards Anderson with heavy steps. During the sprint, a series of lava fireballs were thrown at the opponent crazily. Grimm hid behind him. With a big hand, the voodoo scroll hanging on his waist automatically appeared in his hand.

As the witchcraft book opened automatically, the pages of the book turned quickly. Whenever the parchment stopped at a certain position, a violent fire witchcraft would be stimulated and hit Anderson fiercely.

The pages kept turning, and the fire witchcraft kept stimulating. Anderson wizard was immediately engulfed by the raging flames.

Flame storm!

Continuous fireballs!

Explosive fire pillars!

Ignition!

Poison fire!

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The violent fire witchcrafts almost turned the world into a raging sea of ​​fire, mixed with physical attacks and poisonous attacks, which was irresistible.

However, all of this collided head-on with Anderson's shattering sound waves, and the two sides faced off fiercely in the center of the field. The splashing elemental turbulence washed over everything in the field, turning them all into tiny residues that could not be identified by the naked eye, and then wildly scattered to the distance of the enclosed space.

Anderson roared out of the sea of ​​fire again. The temporary wind barrier around him was shattered by the impact, and he had several more wounds on his body. However, Anderson's virtual hands grasped a tattered human body, which was covered with blood and flesh, and there was almost no intact skin on the body.

It seems that he just used Mary's body as a shield to barely avoid the joint attack of Grimm and the Fire Lord. Without the continuous energy injection of the swamp tower, Anderson also lost the elemental protection to protect himself. In a one-on-two situation, his combat experience and spellcasting skills are not worth mentioning at all.

The subsequent battle quickly entered a white-hot stage!

Anderson once again soared into the sky, driving the endless wind and quickly wandering in the sky, attacking Grimm with a large area of ​​tornado storms, sonic blasts, dark dragon spears, and wind blades. Grimm and the Fire Lord chased after him, fighting back with even more violent fire core explosions, lava fireballs, and flame storms.

One after another, the witchcraft with violent elemental fluctuations passed through the air, or exploded into a ball of fireworks on the opponent's external protection, or was dodged by the opponent and shot to the edge of the closed space, turning it into a sea of ​​fire or a vortex of wind.

The goblin Kirby, who was hiding carefully in the distance with the help of invisibility, lay on the ground, holding his head with his hands, watching the sporadic horror witchcraft passing over his head, and the fear in his heart was beyond description. Every fireball that exploded not far away would splash countless dirt and gravel, hitting its body with blue and purple.

But Kirby didn't care about it, but opened his eyes wide, trying to analyze which witchcraft would fall on his head.

"Great God of Goblins, please bless me so that no witchcraft will fall on my head!"

The closed space looked large, but after all, it couldn't withstand the wanton rampage of two wizards and a wizard-level magic puppet. The object of Kirby's prayer was obviously not a local god in the wizard world, so no matter how frantically it prayed, a lava fireball dragged thick black smoke and headed straight for it.

"Damn it! I hope you didn't lie to me..."

While screaming in fear, Kirby took out a strange ball from his arms and threw it hard at his feet.

After a loud bang, a huge deep pit with a diameter of 5 meters was blown out on the ground of the alien space, and the outer edge of the pit was a spider web of cracks. The violent flames and sea of ​​fire instantly swept every inch of the surrounding space.

Under such an intense elemental attack, even a quasi-witch would find it difficult to protect himself, and apprentices below the quasi-witch would have no chance of survival. But when the terrifying elemental explosion slowly subsided, a transparent energy light shield was revealed in the deep pit, and Kirby, the goblin, curled up in it with a pale face, his eyes full of brilliant fireworks.

The energy shield didn't last long, but it safely allowed it to avoid the "stray bullet" attack just now.

After stroking himself a few times without feeling anything, Kirby pinched his thigh hard again and jumped up suddenly in pain.

"Gazlowe, I love you! I shouldn't doubt you..."

For this full-shield energy deflection protection field goblin improved type 3, Kirby no longer had any doubts. Although each activation requires the consumption of 10 magic crystals, no matter how many magic crystals, it is not as precious as one's own life!

Kirby instantly took out two more egg-sized energy shield generators from his arms, looking at the hot core battlefield in the distance, grinning and saying, "Come on, come on, I'm not afraid anymore..."

Just now, it was still afraid of the stray bullets in the sky, but at this moment, it was looking forward to something to let itself verify the treasure in its hand again!

It must be said that after this period of soft and hard grinding, Kirby the goblin really got some strange things from the Gazlowe goblin engineer. Although the names of these things sound very grand, and each of them has magical abilities that are unimaginable to outsiders.

But everyone who has dealt with goblins knows that they are magical, but very unstable!

Just when Kirby was eager to try to experience this magical energy shield for the second time, it...it exploded. Fortunately, the small explosion caused by the energy shield generator blasted Kirby more than ten meters away, just avoiding the fire core explosion, otherwise Kirby would have been skinned alive.

Climbing up, looking at the generator residue that was melted into molten iron in the sea of ​​fire, Kirby's legs trembled with fear.

"This damn Gazlowe actually sold me counterfeit and shoddy products. When I go back, I'll see how I'll settle accounts with you..."

After jumping and cursing at the sky for a few words, Kirby no longer dared to be arrogant. He carefully took out the magic wand and cast an invisibility spell on himself, and hid again. chapter;