The Rise of the Cemetery

Yes, at the same time, there are two more humanoid figures with the same appearance in the consciousness space.

Mental power simulation, this is something that every master who is good at spiritual power can do, but it is not very helpful for spiritual power confrontation. Therefore, when it comes to attacking with real swords and guns, more people are still willing to meet their enemies in the form of spiritual power, and they are not willing to spend their mental power on unnecessary shape shaping.

But the opponent in front of him not only cut his own mental strength into two parts, but also directly formed his own real appearance, which is not a little bit of the loss of mental strength.

Looking at the familiar face in front of him, the senior wizard shrank suddenly. He is too familiar with this face, because he has been busy for so long. The design is for the owner of this face, the first place in the newly-promoted spell contest-Master Li Xun.

Wait ... how it feels like something is wrong!

According to the plan, the reporter who was specifically put back at this time should still be halfway, how come the young mage has arrived, or is it so weird from the core area of ​​the apprentice's consciousness? Has he transformed this disciple into some kind of spiritual puppet existence?

The battlefield of the spiritual world is also a battlefield. How can he be allowed to think there in a boring way.

Two Li Xun who appeared at the same time snorted softly, one by one grabbed the spiritual cloud where Jack was conscious, and rushed towards the high-level mage, while the other Li Xun smiled strangely, and his body disappeared in a flash. When it appeared, it had appeared on the edge of the consciousness space, and followed the traces of the high-level master's arrival.

"Not good!" The high-level mage was instantly horrified. What the enemy wanted to do was not clear to him.

In this spiritual invasion, he has already put out nearly 80% of his strength, which is almost all-out. The mental power left in the body is not enough to protect yourself. If this strange enemy spirit body is allowed to break in at this time, I am afraid ...

Before he turned his thoughts, the mental body where the consciousness was was a tremor of flat white. The intense acute pain that penetrated the soul quickly spread to every trace of the spiritual body, making him suddenly paralyzed for two seconds, and plainly missed the opportunity to intercept the intruder.

Damn, there is an enemy in front of me!

If you do not solve this enemy, I am afraid you have no chance to return to defense.

Immediately understood this point, the high-level mage possessed a spirit of violent warfare and anger broke out, and took all the means to fight with the young mage mimicry that was left behind.

Suddenly, Jack ’s consciousness space became a battlefield of various lightning storms, psychic shock waves, and red lotus fires, and he transformed a quiet and serene area into Sen Luo hell. The two foreign spiritual bodies do not give in to each other, and various means of mental attack are presented. In a short time, they fight each other up and down.

But at this time, in the small tent where Jack was, the high-level mage sitting cross-legged trembles, slowly retracting the finger pressed against the mage's eyebrow, and slowly stood up stiffly.

The space in the tent was too narrow, and the high-level mage opened his eyes and swept everything down. Looking at the blood-stained mage underneath, the mage with the torture tool in his body, he couldn't help but snorted coldly. Gently pointed, after the violent dismantling of the "Mage's Hand", the iron neck, needle gloves, magic ring and other equipment were removed one by one, and the little mage finally obtained the body of freedom again.

At this time, the footsteps outside the small tent were soft, and someone whispered outside:

"Adult Sasovar ... Admiral Sasovar ..."

"Sassoval? The name is somewhat familiar!" The high-level mage stroked his forehead, thinking hard.

The people who saw it also knew that the high-level mages were casting spells on the captives, so they did not dare to rush into, even the voice of the call was not too loud.

"What's the matter?" There was no time to review the memory of the high-level mage named Sassovar, and Li Xun could only answer with a vague voice.

"Master, Master Sekar invites you to come over. It seems that there is new news over the target!" The outsider replied respectfully.

Sekar? Grandmaster? aims?

A series of doubts arose in Li Xun's heart, and he could analyze a great deal of intelligence based on this sentence alone.

He had never heard of the name Sekar, but he who can claim to be a master in front of a high-level magistrate seems to be at least a class of great sergeants. As for the goal, would n’t you say it ’s you?

Just after suppressing the high-level mage's residual spiritual power, Li Xun directed this body, but there is no major problem, but the cast is somewhat reluctant. Without a solid soul node, without a gapless rou body, if you want to cast a spell, you can only pass power over multiple times. The power is declining so much!

However, at this moment, the soul fluctuations emanating from the blood demon soul node are within a hundred miles, and it will probably be here in half an hour, so there is no need to worry about it.

Li Xun shook his hand, and a simple illusion shrouded the mage again. From the outsider's point of view, the little mage still looks like he was previously fully controlled.

After making arrangements, Li Xun took the curtain out of the tent.

Waiting outside the tent is a master apprentice dressed up as a servant. Although he didn't wear the common white apprentice robes, the shallow mana breath couldn't hide Li Xun's perception.

"Sir, please come with me!" The elementary school bowed down to salute, and then turned and led the high-level mage towards a large account in the distance.

This is a camp.

From the surrounding environment, it should be in a hidden valley.

The ridges on the four sides are not high, snow-covered, snow powder. Because the cold wind was blocked, the valley was radiated by the warm sun in winter, but it was quite warm.

However, the valley at this time was not peaceful. There were many large and small tents everywhere, and there were also many tough fighters entering and exiting it, obviously arranging and busy.

The tent he visited at this moment is undoubtedly the largest and most luxurious one in the valley, located in the middle of the valley, surrounded by stars and moons in the middle. The camp is heavily guarded and guarded closely by knights wearing a full set of shining armor, and there is quite a murderous murderous battlefield.

Xu Shi knew the identity of the high-level mage, and the soldiers and knights encountered along the way all paid tribute to the mage, and no one dared to come forward to question. So the two came to the camp account smoothly along the way.

The apprentice picked the curtain, and Li Xun hesitated for a moment before finally stepping into the big account.

At this time, he finally remembered. The reason why the name of Sasol is familiar is because the two really "know". If he remembers correctly, the high-level mage of Sassovar should be his first opponent against the Dagon Academy of Magic. The process of fighting seems to be unpleasant. Therefore, the other party can understand it.

There are not many people in the big account, only a few three or four people. Sitting in the middle is an old red robe mage, with chilling eyes flashing on the wrinkled face like a dry bark, and a communication crystal in his hand is silently fascinating. Sitting on the wooden chair on the left side of the big tent were two high-level blue-robed mages, talking in a whisper, and saw "Sassovall" coming in, and then kept silent. The second seat on the right side of the big account seated a young nobleman. It was the golden age of his life, with a green cobblestone in his hand and a satisfied smile on his face.

Li Xun's eyes tightened slightly.

The young noble holds in his hands the original form of Hellfire-filthy dark stone, which should be the one he gave to Jack.

Li Xunqiang pressed on the anger in his chest and calmly walked to the noble youth's head to sit silently.

The situation in the field is a bit wrong! I remember at the beginning of the communication with Jake, he only mentioned that there is a high-level mage in the enemy team, but he has never seen the existence of the Daze. And in the big account in front of him, there is a large knight to go to the division, three high-level mages, such a team to sneak attack on the mercenary team where Jack is, it is a bit extravagant anyway!

Just at Li Xun's brain-turbulent gear, the red robe Dazheng, who was sitting at the head, had turned his face, and Shen Sheng asked: "Sasolval, your work is done? Did you find anything different? shape?"

"That little guy knows not much to know. I have carefully checked some places with suspicious conditions and found no particularly valuable information!" "Sassoval" slightly bowed and replied hoarsely. .

Several people in the tent twirled "Sassoval" with doubtful eyes. Although he found that he was a little different from usual, his voice was also vague and vague, but he did not associate with it, only thinking that he was caused by over-casting. Tired. Torture a small 2nd-level mage can also make himself so embarrassed, the perception of him in the hearts of everyone could not help but lowered a few points.

Since eating a big loss in the hands of the young mage, the "Sasovar" has become a bit irritable and extreme, otherwise he will not be so easily persuaded to participate in this revenge. However, if this operation is successful, someone will always come forward to suppress the incident and calm down the anger inside the guild, otherwise everyone present would really disdain to be with such a loser.

The atmosphere in the big account suddenly froze and embarrassed.

"Sasovar" did not care about everyone's surprised and contemptuous eyes, and asked in a mute voice: "Master, you suddenly sent someone to call me, but what's wrong?"

"Well, it's really awkward!" The red robe went to division Sekar with a more dignified look: "The information returned from the city of Oneiros shows that the target's arcane tower once appeared abnormally half a quarter ago. The red cloud flew out, and the target pointed directly in our direction. "

"Before half an hour?"

"Good. Counting the time, it should be the time when you cast a spell on that little mage! So I wondered if you could perceive some anomalies when casting spells?"

"Sasovar" pondered for a moment, and hesitantly said: "The spirit of the little mage is extremely tough and difficult. In order to obtain more complete memory information, I spent a little more time. In the process, I did not feel any abnormal Mental fluctuations and spell traps, should n’t it be the little mage ’s problem? "

The high-level mage sitting at the top of the left couldn't help but say: "It's not the little mage's problem, are we still leaking the wind? In order to attract the target, we didn't show up in the previous actions at all, only you played alone. , So as not to scare away the main leader. But now the mercenaries who have left to report back are still halfway, and the target has already made some moves. Is n’t the information here leaked? "

The mage companion who sat down first also said, "Maybe somebody is careless for a moment, and it is not known that he did not find a particularly secret spiritual protection!"

The two were full of disdain and contempt, and their bitter words were chilling.

Li Xun was rather relieved, but due to his limited status, he couldn't laugh and applaud. Instead, he had to be lucky to excite his heart, so that the rosy red glow appeared on the face, pretending to be an angry and abnormal look.