my age of magic

Chapter 441
"Do you think you can escape like this?" He made a metal-like friction sound from his Adam's apple, which was so ear-piercing.

He walked around the courtyard, and said to the courtyard air in a depressed and low voice: "This is really a naive idea!"

His ferocious smile made his face look like dead tree bark, and there was a touch of blood in his cloudy eyes. It is said that some magicians who have practiced sorcery will slowly be eroded by the devil, and their eyes will become more and more red , when finally becoming a devil, the pupils in the eyes will completely disappear.

He stretched out his skinny fingers to draw the magic pattern circle. Although the technique was extremely unfamiliar, the magic circle was extremely simple, and the magic power of the light element was injected into the magic circle with his fingertips. In other words, any light magic will make the 'shadow cloak' visible.

A 'magic flare' slowly rose from Montetroia's fingertips, and under the dazzling flare, a body that turned into a black mist slowly condensed into shape, and I slowly appeared in the corner of the wall. Born in shape, he looked at Montetroia with trepidation. He happened to have his back turned to me, and he was searching carefully in the yard. A fireball, the fireball kept spinning in his hand, exuding a destructive force.

I was squatting in the corner of the garden at this time, and my left arm began to feel a burning tingling pain. After looking carefully, I found that my arm was covered with blisters.

You must know that although my affinity for fire magic elements is not outstanding, since I learned 'anti-magic', my body's fire resistance has been very high, and I haven't been burned for a long time, but from Mond If I hadn't transformed into a shadow mist of nothingness in time to avoid the fireball shot out of Troja's hand, I'm afraid I would have been burned and bruised by this time.

Even so, the gray law robe I was wearing has been reduced to ashes, leaving only a pile of black ash in the open space, where the lawn was burned to a large hole, and the linen shirt on my body was also burned It was full of holes and looked a little dilapidated.

A striped civet cat was squatting on the courtyard wall. It was frightened by the sudden rise of the magic flare, and ran out of the wall with a 'meow'.Montetroia's attention was attracted, and the fire bomb in his hand was shot out, only to see that the civet cat was still in mid-air, and the fire bomb hit it instantly, " With a sound, flames burst out of the civet cat's body, and in less than a second, it burned a fat big civet cat to ashes, and the wreckage that fell on the ground fell to pieces.

Montetroia snorted in surprise, and quickly walked over to see what happened.

I knelt on the ground on one knee, and under the cover of the flowers, I took out a Thorium precision long-barreled shotgun from my magic pocket, and quickly loaded a lead bullet engraved with a magic rune of the wind system into the gun. The fire burns from my hand.

The damage effect of the "flame tongue weapon" is attached to the shotgun, and the magic perception continues to extend outward. The shotgun in my hand shows a parabolic trajectory that is approximately straight in the sea of ​​spirits. On Roja's body, as my magic power continued to pour into the magic pattern circle of the shotgun trigger device, my fingers lightly hooked on the machine, and there was a 'bang' sound. Under the evening night, the bullet was like a dark A red thread sprayed out from the muzzle of the shotgun.

The moment I pointed the gun at him, Montetroya turned his body sideways. When the shotgun ejected bullets, he just turned around completely and looked at the man under the corner in surprise. Me, he never expected that in such a critical moment, the first thing I thought of was not how to escape, but took out a shotgun and sniped him like desperately.

There was a contemptuous sneer on his face, that expression seemed to say: He is still so immature!
At the same time that the lead shot was shot out, I had already endured the huge impact of the shotgun and stood up from the lawn, hung the shotgun behind me, and raised my hand to reach the upper edge of the courtyard wall, flexibly as if It was a monkey over the wall. As for whether the lead shot could knock down Montetroya, I didn't even look at it, because I was afraid that after seeing the result, there would be no chance of escape, and I was very concerned about my marksmanship. Very confident, when I heard Montetroia's roar behind me, I knew he must have suffered from that bullet.

That's right, there's nothing special about my shotgun. It's just a long-barreled shotgun with exquisite craftsmanship.

Those lead pellets are also very special, each lead pellet is engraved with a magic pattern circle, engraved with 'penetrating' magic pattern by the inscription master.Combined with the ability to enchant the 'flametongue weapon' on the shotgun, I think that pellet can at least penetrate plate armor.

Montetroia was already a level [-] magician five years ago, and has been looking for a way to change his job a second time. For this reason, he chose to rob other people of their magical talents.To make up for the lack of talent.How could such a powerful magician not know how to use the 'Magic Shield'?

The 'Armor Break' on the lead shot and the second Armor Break on the 'Flame Tongue Weapon' will definitely make Montetroia suffer a little bit, at least it will be able to shoot through his magic shield, I have strong confidence in this, even They didn't even want to look back.He crossed the street, followed the ditches along the street and entered the alley by the side of the road again, and escaped desperately inside.

I am so familiar with this place. After all, this is the place where I have lived for five years. I have already memorized the cobweb-like alleys on the street.As long as Montetroja steps a little slower, you will be dizzy by this complicated street. This is my home field.

Vigorous vitality erupted from the courtyard wall behind me again, and the full wood magic element exploded behind me. It must be the seed of the thorn magic vine that entangled Montetroia, so that there is such an aura. I still dare not look back.

There are still people who come out to cool off in the alley, move a few chairs under the vines in the yard, take out a few bottles of golden cider, and chat about relaxing topics while waiting for the night to fall. This is almost every day for the residents of El City Things to do at night, this is the east side of El City, even if the fringe areas live there are some rich people, there are many people who will have a high-paying job like Leant and Fanny, every evening is Have the best time of your life.

There were also some children chasing each other in the street. I came out of the narrow alley, and I was completely dumbfounded by the scene before me. Looking at these familiar figures, I thought that no matter what, I couldn’t bring disaster to them. Originally, I wanted to walk through the street, but now I just gritted my teeth and went to the other side of the road. The alley over there should be cooler, but it will be farther away from the Magic Academy.

...beautiful dividing line...

As the time dial slowly turned, he and Montetroya had been in the Eastern District for more than an hour.

'Shadow Cloak' can be used without shadows at night, and it can also make people invisible. This is the only way I have escaped from his clutches many times.

He firmly trapped me in the complex buildings in the Eastern District. I have been trying to go to the Magic Academy to seek rescue, but he also seems to know that as long as I rush out of the Eastern District, whether it is to run to the guard camp, the Magic Guild or the Magic Academy , will make his pursuit and killing come to naught, he did not give such a chance, he can always stop me in time.

He became very anxious, and even used the magic-consuming 'flying technique' to chase me around in the alleys of the East District.

I could have shouted for help everywhere, attracting the knights of the guard battalion, so that I could startle him away.

But I am also worried that he will follow my voice. With his ability, there is definitely a chance to kill me before the knights of the guard battalion arrive. In addition, I don't want to scare him away. Lead into the big web I weave.

The twin flower in my hand has been completely crushed by me, I don't know how long it will take for Ya to come over.

I have always had the feeling that no matter how I turn around in the alley, Montetroia can follow me steadily, and the distance between us is constantly shrinking, even if I turn into black mist to hide, use In less than a quarter of an hour, he can roughly find my position, and use magic flares to reveal me, and then use the familiar terrain advantage to throw him away again.

Holding my breath, I lay down on the roof of a gatehouse, quietly waiting for the prey to appear with a thorium long-barreled shotgun. In this dark night, I merged with the gray roof.

The tiles on the eaves still retain the residual heat of the day, and they are slightly hot when lying on them.

This is an aristocratic courtyard. The guards in the courtyard seem to have heard some strange noises. Originally, they walked out of the house and took a look at it casually. He thought a stray cat was passing by on the roof.

If Montetroya came all the way along my trail, he would have to go through the opposite street corner, and ambushes on the roof ridge of the courtyard gatehouse, which is the best ambush position.

There are six exquisite statues standing on the top of this arched gate. Those lifelike angels are in different shapes, some are about to fly, some are holding spears and glaring. I hide under their feet, and it is difficult for people passing by outside to find out. I.

I don't know what kind of means Montetroia has, but he can always find me. I have thrown him away at least five times in the alleys of the Eastern District, but it only takes a moment for him to follow him like a shadow.

Sure enough, it was only a short while before his figure appeared at the intersection, he poked his head out suspiciously and looked around, but found nothing special, and then slowly walked out of the alley.

He stood at the intersection, his feet off the ground and floating in the air.

I shot him in the arm before, so that now his left arm always hangs unnaturally on the side.

Just when I raised my gun to shoot, Montetroa, who was floating in the air, suddenly raised his head and smiled strangely at the position where I was lurking. There was an indescribable sinisterness in that cold look.

"Bang" a gunshot.

In an instant, a small shield of magical energy appeared on his arm, and this small shield immediately became larger, completely blocking his entire body.

The lead shot hit the magic shield, and the lead shot fell to the ground without a sound.

The ordinary lead shot used this time could not penetrate the magic shield on Montetroja's body, but exposed my whereabouts. The thorium shotgun jumped off the roof and landed on the street.

The fire bombs smashed the angel statues on the door behind him to pieces. He lowered his head and looked at me standing in the street. He laughed twice and said in a hoarse metal voice: "I thought you would continue to escape, Why didn't you run away all of a sudden?"

Even when he was talking, his fingers didn't stop, and countless red magic lines weaved three fireballs in an instant.

"How did you find me?" I stared at him fearlessly and asked my question.The three ice shields kept spinning around the body. Although the injuries were not serious, they were embarrassed by the fire magic.

Montetroia locked me with three fireballs, and he seemed to be relieved. He seemed to think that I could finally escape this time, and his face couldn't hide his joy.

He lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, then took out a chain forged from magic black iron from his magic pocket, and he took out the chain to show me. What was very strange was that one end of the chain was pointing at me, and then Just to me: "This thing is called soul shackles. It can lock the souls of two people on the battlefield. Unless you are completely dead, once you have fought against me, it will be difficult to get rid of me again!"

I immediately thought of what was written in the magic book. Among the black magic items, there is a chain called the chain of imprisoning souls. It can lock the souls of two opponents on the battlefield together, and they will never die.So I blurted out: "Is it the shackles of the soul?"

Montetroia looked at me in surprise and said, "I didn't expect you, a magic apprentice with little knowledge, to be quite knowledgeable!"

Then he said to me again: "Letting you slip away under my nose is the worst thing I have ever done."

As if lamenting his tragic fate, he said with emotion: "If the ceremony was successful, I might have become a level [-] magician from the second to the [-]th level, and I wouldn't be the bottleneck of the nineteenth level magician." stay for decades."

"Is this why you came here to kill me?" I asked him.

Montetroia snorted twice before saying: "Don't think too highly of yourself, I just came to El City to deal with some affairs of the 'Black Magic Priory', and I happened to meet you. To me now, you are worthless, if you hadn't sabotaged my plan twice or three times, how could I be willing to take the risk of revealing my identity and rush to kill you!"

"I ruined your plan? Are you a member of the Priory?" I didn't expect Montetroia to be a member of the Priory of the Black Arts, but he seems to be of a high rank.

He looked at me coldly with resentment and said: "I deliberately planned the struggle between the noble students and the commoner students, just to restrain the knights of the guard battalion in the city of El, so that they have no time to care about the Priory on the other side of the fishing lake. If you hadn’t rescued those commoner students at Field Manor last night and made these conflicts intensify prematurely, I’m afraid those knights are still busy in the city, and they would go to the fishing lake overnight to catch them... ...Forget it, why should I talk so much to a dead man!"

He raised his hand to inject magic power into the fireball again, and the flames on the three fireballs began to burn blazingly. Following his gesture, the three fireballs shot towards me in a line.

It turned out to be a second-level fire magic skill: "Lianzhu Fireball".

(End of this chapter)