Arcane Lord

After passing through multiple tents, Philifa appeared on the edge of a vast ice field, but under his feet was soft green grass, and behind him was a door-like structure with entangled branches and leaves. At this moment, a large amount of white mist was emitting outwards.

On the other side of the grassland, there is a magnificent palace. Nearly a hundred elves with the same style of clothing are practicing something in the square in front of the palace, and there are a few older elves pointing at them.

One of them spotted Philifa's figure, turned around and waved triumphantly at him, "Come on, we are just about to conduct the next drill."

Hearing this, Philipfa ignored his emotions and just raised his legs. His whole body was like a light leaf floating in front of him, and he appeared in the square in the blink of an eye.

"What spell will be practiced next?" Philifa asked Adotim.

"It was originally scheduled to be a practice of breaking the law. Since you said that King Mian will be coming soon, then the next one will be a practice of capturing the high mage in actual combat! What do you think?"

The last sentence, Adotimu was obviously speaking to the other elders, and his proposal was quickly recognized by the other elders.

"That person from the Cuixing family was my classmate at the Swordsmanship Academy back then! But betraying the clan is too much. Philipfa, you can play that person later and see what we have accomplished during this time."

"This-is not good!"

Rejection was clearly written on Philifa's face. You must know that King Mian took out this ice sub-plane to study war spells. It is too much to use it on a small consultant of his.

"Forget it, if King Mian comes over, you will probably have to act as the target."

It means that Philip knows that spell. If he does, I haven't been tricked yet, and once it is divided into independent spaces, I mean that the scope of activity will be completely compressed.

Philipfa was about to send a message and taunt a few words. At the last moment, my figure quickly fell in. Before I could react, I was back to the position where I had just ascended to the saint form.

Very slowly, everything was ready. Philipa raised his hand to signal the end to the square. The last moment I could react, I felt my body suddenly become heavier, and the hand I originally raised drooped upward without any control.

But what I have to face now is a war spell that far exceeds conventional spells. I still try my best to determine the status of the magic network. Several elders are confident that they want to use me to demonstrate the research results. Even if I am destined to lose, I still hope to lose. Too ugly.

Philipar knew that the time before he could not struggle was short, so I immediately released all my strength, sublimated into the form of a saint, and then flew slowly deep into the ice field.

Of course, this spell itself is not a war spell originated from the elves, but has been developed to a lesser extent by humans. Now that the elves have picked up that spell again, they will naturally fade away quickly.

As long as I can successfully cast a spell once, no matter what the spell is, I win. Otherwise, the elders win.

“…”

In other words, I was equivalent to returning to the starting point and didn’t even run out!

In reality, when it comes to fighting ability, in a desperate situation, Phillipa can stand up to a few bad elders, but those real elders who have reached the end of their mortal life, how can they really fight with all their might? Woolen cloth!

Philipfa suddenly said something. Since the elders want to continue playing, I can only continue to accompany them. It's just that it is possible to commit suicide, but I also have a rough idea of ​​what the elders want to see.

In particular, I will care about the difference between magic nets on the same plane. Unless the difference is so small that the elf magic is completely ineffective, otherwise I will worry about losing the ability to cast spells.

I know that the elders can hear what I say, and the elders' replies last moment also prove that, but the content just makes Philipfa feel bad -

Elder Ashatim, we must have finished our preparations when I just retreated to that plane. Otherwise, even if we use war magic weapons to reduce the efficiency of spell casting, it is possible for the spell effects to act on me in such a short period of time.

"He is now Ragdus of the Cuixing family. You want to get more information about the Cuixing family and the demon descendants from him. Now he is only temporarily trapped. He cannot attempt suicide yet."

I know that although the space restriction spell inhibits teleportation, it does not block flight, and the most important thing is that the range of effect is unlimited. With the flying speed of the saint form, I can escape after it completely restricts me.

Yes, Mr. Xia has used space restriction spells once or twice in the North. Basically, the spell casters who have no intention of understanding have not yet understood it. If Ye Erlan develops similar spells, it is possible for him to reap the benefits like Mr. Xia. .

Even if there were no further restrictions, it would be difficult for me to escape.

After calming down, Master Feili said to check the spells under him and the surrounding magic network environment. After that, I came to the ice sub-plane many times, but I always accompanied the Crown King to inspect it, and I didn't really understand it. .

"He actually cheated!"

Philipar does not know anything about the research on the ice plane, but he knows it very well. Even I myself did not participate in it. I am just like these elders who have retired. As an advisor to the Crown King, I Youfa suddenly disappeared inside, so I participated in the whole process, but even so~www.readwn.com~I am very convinced that the square side definitely cheated.

But those elders gave Fei Jinqiong a chance to agree. They pushed me one step at a time, two steps at a time, and pushed me into the square in a few steps.

Here, in the form of a saint, I cannot be affected by gravity. I can increase the flight speed to the limit in the shortest time. It is not a perfect match for escaping from space restrictions.

Thinking of that, Feijinqiong raised a hand without any frustration and said to the air: "Elders, they won, let you go out!"

Feijinqiong had no intention of resisting at first, but considering that those few were real elders who could only influence the voting of the Low Tree Elders Council, and their own existence was a huge deterrent for Ye Erlan to gain a foothold in the North, so I entered. first step.

It would definitely be that difficult if you were a spell caster in a non-elven magic system, and you would almost certainly be tricked. In the face of war spells, it is extremely unreasonable to rely on individual strength to retreat and confront them head-on.

That's why it's called war magic.

Immediately afterwards, the space division was completed, and the scene around Philipa became blurry in an instant, until the specific shape was completely distinguished. At that moment, Philipa's heart sank to the bottom, and I knew that I had not completely fallen into prison.

But there is no point in complaining at this moment. Feijinqiong has not yet noticed some faint changes in the surrounding space through the changes in the magic network. I know that they should be imitating the war spells of Lord Xia.

At the same time, the incident just now also made me understand that the space restriction spell was not in the state that I learned about later. In that case, I didn't even try to counterattack.

"Hey, you might as well have run out!"

And that also aroused my bad desire to win, even to the point of committing suicide. Why don't the elders have such little faith?

I just said it before, if you take the first step forward, you will get even more praise from the front.