Throne of Magical Arcana

While Barack bowed, the strange black ring on his right hand shone with a dim light.

It was like two black snakes intertwined head to tail. All the brilliance on the ring gathered and turned into a dark and deep ray shot out at an extremely fast speed, hitting Lucien who had just reacted.

Immediately, Douglas's spell absorption wall disappeared, and the constant "normal free movement" effect of the high-level arcane emblem disappeared. With Lucien's body as the center, a small anti-magic force field was formed around it.

Seven-ring magic, "anti-magic ray"!

As a battle mage, Barack is more cautious than the high-level magicians such as Traquel that Lucien has encountered. He chose targeted magic from the beginning, inspired his own best equipment, and restricted Lucien. En Yuejie uses high-level magic items to make himself invincible.

The "Elemental" ring could not be activated, and the magic of the structure was difficult to cast. Fortunately, this was not the "first time" that Lucien encountered an anti-magic ray. The short anti-magic ray effect ends.

Seeing the afterimage of Lucien's body dragging out, Barack didn't care about it because he was a high-level knight. He smiled and pointed, and a high and transparent force field wall immediately appeared in front of Lucien.

With a snap, Lucien, who had no time to turn, slammed into the force field wall, but under such a powerful impact, the force field wall did not move at all. It seemed that except for a few special magics, the defense against other attacks was extremely strong.

Without wasting any time, Lucien jumped to the side with the rebound force of the impact, and then ran wildly around the force field wall.

The biggest problem with this five-ring magic is that it is not completely enclosed like a magic prison, it is just a wall!

As soon as he could jump into the surrounding lake, relying on the terrain to delay the attack, Barak shot a gray light from the index finger of his right hand after passing through the buffer of casting the spell. No matter how Lucien avoided it, he could only watch it hit him. .

Lucien's eyes became dull, and the place hit by the ray began to look like a gray rock, as if the stone skin technique had been cast.

The gray-white color expanded rapidly, and in just a second, Lucien turned into a gray stone statue.

Six-ring magic, "Petrochemical Technique"!

"Haha, the primordial devil, the fifty-third primordial devil in the purification sequence is really too weak!" Barak succeeded in the blow, his heart swelled with pride, and he couldn't help but sarcastically said a few words.

A night watchman like him, who is a spy, is under tremendous pressure all the time. If he doesn't take advantage of this opportunity to vent, he will go crazy sooner or later.

However, his sarcasm was all sarcasm, and he didn't relax in other things. Several consecutive magic spells bound the petrified Lucien tightly.

"The task is successfully completed, and you can return to the night watchman team!"

It wasn't until this moment that Barack was completely relieved. After all, Lucien was a student of the Great Arcanist Master of Storms. Who knew if he had any strange magic items or trigger-type magic scrolls on him.

Looking at Lucien who looked like he had just dug out a stone from the mine, Barack showed a smug smile on his dark face: "The order they gave was to get rid of the original devil who was the 53rd in the purification sequence, but I directly sent the He was captured alive! Hahahaha, when the church publicly burns him to death in the holy city of Lance, will rewards, honors, and ranking promotions be less?!"

"But I have to hide in the holy city of Reims for decades. Fernando's anger cannot be protected by the Holm diocese."

In the Kingdom of Holm, the night watchmen are basically latent activities, and once exposed, they are easily killed by the Magic Council.

After speaking, Barack began to observe the surrounding scenery, trying to identify where he was, and then brought Lucien back to the court, in exchange for credit that no one in the past fifty years can match!

"Zirag Lake in the southeast of Rentat?" After the space countercurrent interferes with the teleportation array, the places that appear are random, but judging from the time spent in space jumping, it should not be far from Rentat, so Barack made a preliminary judge.

Then, he cast the magic of miniaturization, turning the petrified Lucien into a statue that can be held in the hand, except for the dusty side, it is really "lifelike"!

"It's a pity that you have blasphemed the majesty of the Lord. You are destined to be purified by the holy fire. Otherwise, I can ask the Pope to make you into a statue of a blasphemer and put it in my collection room as a collection. You are the number one in the purification sequence I hunted down." The tallest guy, of course, is also the weakest one!"

Barack looked at the "Statue of Lucien" in his hand, venting his depression, dullness and complacency, "Do you understand now? There is not enough magic power to match, even if you make great achievements in arcane arts, It's just an illusory shadow, and it may be captured and killed by a high-level magician with a low arcane level like me at any time!"

When he mentioned the low level of arcane art, he seemed to feel a wound in his heart, "Why am I not good at arcane art, and I have to be secretly ridiculed by classmates, teachers, colleagues, and other arcanists as trash, idiot, and fool? Even if my The magic level is rising again and again, but they don't seem to be able to see it? The girl I like has also fallen into the arms of the guy I hate the most. Isn't he just two levels higher than me in arcane skills? The magic level is still one ring lower than mine! "

"Do you know, in an adventure, when he was secretly caught and slowly tortured and killed by me, I felt so relieved, and how he, who had always been aloof, had a runny nose, cried for mercy, and was even willing to find an opportunity to take his wife Give it to me for training, the arcane level is high, it’s actually useless!”

If Lucien could still think, he would definitely ridicule him for being a failure and being sensitive and fragile. In the magic council, few people would dare to laugh at a magician with a high magic level but a low arcane level in person. At most, he was not optimistic about him, thinking that his potential was limited, and the possibility of continuing to improve was relatively small.

After venting a few words, Barack restrained his emotions forcibly, preparing to hide himself and flee into the Glory Cathedral. There is no longer any delay, the higher-ups of the will of the elements and the master of the storm in Allinger may find something wrong at any time, so use the prophecy to determine the range and find it!

No matter how complacent and depressed he was, Barack would not lose his mind completely, and knew how to judge the situation and grasp the time difference.

"Whenever other magicians praise you as the most outstanding arcanist in the council for a hundred years, and the most promising young generation of legendary magicians, I feel like a kitten is tickling me in my heart, wishing to kill you completely. Purify, finally, finally let me wait for this opportunity! Mr. Lucien Evans, the original devil, the elemental order, you should repent before you go to hell, and regret that you did not focus on improving your magical power." Barack faced "Statue of Lucien" shook his head, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the face of the "Statue of Lucien", the gray corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing an unusually weird smile.

Oops!

He subconsciously threw the "Statue of Lucien" out, anyway, break it if it breaks!

Everything was one step too late, the mouth of the "Statue of Lucien" suddenly spewed out a cone-shaped breath, faint and dark, like a constantly changing mind.

At such a close distance, Barack couldn't react at all, and was directly sprayed by the cone-shaped breath.

Barack's brain was paralyzed for a while, and countless thoughts were tumbling, but he couldn't concentrate, and his whole body seemed to be in a daze!

A strange light flashed across his body, and Barack disappeared in place, flashing in the midair on the other side, getting rid of the envelope of the cone-shaped breath, and his mind began to recover.

At the same time, the high mage armor defended his whole body.

Six-ring magic "spell trigger"!

Powerful magic for high-level magicians to deal with assassinations, raids, and dangerous situations!

The effect of cerebral paralysis disappeared, and Barack immediately responded, "Psychic paralysis breath! Crystal Dragon Afris!"

Only Afris, who had been "experimentally modified" by Fernando, had this peculiar breath, not the blinding effect of ordinary crystal dragons.

Layers of stone powder on the "Statue of Lucien" shook off and became bigger and bigger. The majestic breath of the giant dragon radiated out, frightening the fish swimming in the lake until they sank to the bottom like stones.

After "signing" the contract, Afris secretly suggested that no matter where he went, he would use illusion to change into Lucien's appearance instead, so as to attract the mastermind of the cursed vase, and the real Lucien would appear in a mirror-like invisible form. The way to follow, let Afris reflect the words and actions, so that no one can see the clues.

Since this kind of illusion can only change into Lucien's appearance, the high-level magic items on his body cannot be disguised, and he must wear the original ones, so Lucien doesn't understand whether it is a fake public benefit, or whether he is really "cautious".

If the magicians of the seventh and eighth circles don't perform magic checks, they can't see through the illusion of Alfres, let alone Barack. Therefore, Donald, Morris, Lavindi and others who can see through are relieved to let "Road Sean" followed Barack back to Allinge alone.

For Avris, except for the first "anti-magic ray", the next few spells were all saved by its powerful spell resistance, and the effects were disguised by its illusion to find an opportunity to surprise Barak.

Since the anti-magic ray did not include Lucien who was invisible in the mirror image, it failed to break Afris's illusion transformation, and then it got rid of the effect of the anti-magic ray faster than ordinary high-level magicians.

"Well, please call me Lucien Afris!" Little Crystal was proud, wearing the beautiful and eye-catching Holm crown ring "Element" on her thick claws.

"It's only been promoted to the seventh ring, and it doesn't know more than three seven-ring spells. If it can't beat me, can't it escape?" Although Barac was annoyed, he didn't panic, wondering where Lucien had gone, while casting magic , ready to escape.

As soon as he thought of it, before he had time to activate the spell model in his soul, he felt a great sense of danger spontaneously.

In the air above the head, the real Lucien Evans appeared due to the end of the disguise of the Avris mirror image. The tube of colorless strange liquid that had been thrown in the air was following the difficult and lengthy incantation that Lucien had prepared. The text changes wonderfully.

A colorless, odorless, dull ray hit Barak rapidly. He had just used short-distance teleportation and could only give up using magic that interfered with the environment to facilitate escape, and inspired the six-ring defensive spell "Starlight Cloak".

He didn't dare to be careless about the ray magic that made him feel dangerous.

Strands of starlight condensed and turned into a cloak and draped over Barak's body, and layers of chilly rays hit him directly.

Hissing, as if in the illusory voice in Barack's heart, he was shocked to see the starlight cloak freeze rapidly and spread towards his body.

The surrounding water droplets were frozen into solids, the hydrogen was frozen into solids, the oxygen was frozen into solids, and all the air was condensed into ice cubes, some in the shape of snowflakes, some in light blue, reflecting the sunlight, crystal clear and colorful, A little bit of colorless liquid can be vaguely seen flickering.

The starlight cloak couldn't stop the super cold low temperature. A magical ray of light on Barack's body was frozen, the ring was frozen and cracked, the blood became solid, the skin turned into ice crystals, and the eyes were frozen with horror and astonishment. It seemed that he couldn't believe that Lucien could Relying on oneself to display such a terrifying ice and snow magic.

What kind of magic is this?

Following Barack's previous appearance, Lucien put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly:

"Thank you for the vase, Mr. Barack."