Demon King

Nebuldan shuttles through the clouds, and Ivo has been away from the Harriken line for three days. Bayi Middle School ★ Wen Wang √く√√くく

The dragons have the ability to fly for a long time, and the large dragon wings can glide easily in the air without any effort.

The communication badge in his arms shook suddenly, and Ivo took out the badge and was taken aback. It was the badge left by the black lion, and he had barely used it.

The badge was switched on, and the voice of the black lion came out.

"Where are you?"

Ivo looked at the moon, "I'm in the sky."

"...I have something for you, come find me."

The black lion left a position, not too far away.

Ivo looked curious. This is the first time the Black Lion has actively contacted him. What can this unfathomable person from the Simkins want to do with him?

With a shot of the dragon's horn, Ivo communicated with Nebuldan through half of the dragon soul in his body, and the Frost Dragon spread its wings and changed the direction of flight.

After the dragon knight tamed the dragon clan, he also communicated through the dragon soul. The communication was only momentary, which was equivalent to a communication of heart and mind. Ivo is considered half a dragon knight, his fighting style is not suitable for riding, and Nebuldan is too big.

The arrogant and dangerous dragons are extremely difficult to tame. As a result, there are very few dragon knights in the world, but they are all powerful. If they fit with the dragon soul, they will have a part of the dragon bloodline and enhance their physical fitness. Most dragon knights are invincible at the same level.

The bloodline of the Simulator is extremely overbearing, and the Dragon Soul cannot transform Ivo's body. The bloodline of the Simulator is very plastic, but it is based on active devouring. In addition, whether it is the "polluting" of the blood race, werewolf or dragon race, High bloodlines can't affect the mimics.

Overall there are gains and losses.

Nebuldan landed in a forest, and the wind pressure from his wings caused the trees to fall down one after another, and the leaves made frequent rustling noises.

Moonlight splashed among the treetops.

Ivo jumped off the dragon and looked at the environment from left to right. The trees are twenty to thirty meters high, endless, like a sea of ​​woods. This is the Cyberan woodland on the high rock plain. It is said to be inhabited by a large number of beasts, and even dark elves are rumored to be infested. .

"How do you meet here?" Ivo looked strange, Nebuldan's pressure expelled the surrounding creatures, but the dense and huge claw prints on the trees meant that the Cyberan Woodland was not as safe as it seemed.

Old German suddenly appeared, and said: "There is a breath of mana."

Ivo wrinkled his nose and smelled a different smell. He suddenly turned around. A figure stood quietly a hundred meters behind him, hiding in the darkness of the woods, half of his body illuminated by moonlight.

This is a man in a mage's robe, with a strange metal mask on his face, exuding a faint breath of mana, and the leaves around him slowly hovering on the ground.

"Who are you?"

Ivo pulled out Metos, arched slightly, like a cheetah, looking at each other vigilantly, he could feel the cold hostility in the air, and the person who came was not kind.

The mask mage suddenly raised his hand, the invisible fluctuations spread, and the roar of wild beasts sounded in the distance, and the sound of the beasts rushing quickly approached. Soon, the shadowy beasts rushed out from the dark woods, continuously, The beast's pupils were blood-red and mad, and even Nebuldan's dragon might not be able to drive them away.

"The psychic witchcraft that manipulates beasts." With a heartbeat, Ivo quickly threw out Metos, and the red spear flew towards the mask mage.

Metos's [Flashback] and [Chilei] are Ivo's big killers against the mage, and they have never let him down.

This time, it made an exception!

When the red spear was 30 centimeters away from the mask mage, an arc-shaped streamer flashed in the air, like an activated shield. With a sound, the red spear grazed sparks in the air and was deflected and penetrated. A few trees.

The mask mage is surrounded by an invisible barrier.

Ivo's eyes shrank, and a deep jealousy flashed.

Portable shield!

White robe wizard!

The ability of low-level and intermediate-level mages to deal with surprise attacks is very weak. Before the shield is summoned, the weak body of the mages can easily be severely injured.

But for advanced mages, close combat and encounters are no longer shortcomings, similar to the qualitative changes when the three melee professional ranks are promoted. When the mages enter the seventh ring/seven stars, the mana will undergo a qualitative change.

The brain domain is the source of mana. Low-level mages form a nebula-like cyclone, intermediate mages are similar to whirlpools, and high-level mages can solidify mana to form a solid similar to beast soul spar, which is called magic crystal.

The more solidified the quality of the mana, the stronger the magic power displayed. The same fireball technique, the white robe wizard's power, is more than ten times that of the black robe wizard.

After the magic crystal is formed, the highly condensed mana will automatically generate an invisible shield to protect the body of the mage. It will always exist, even if you sleep and meditate, it will not disappear, and the defense is very strong.

Every high-level mage is a Fatan, taking into account both attack power and defense power.

White-robed wizards and truth magisters belong to the category of high-level wizards.

In the face of senior mages, Methos no longer has the advantage.

Ivo cursed bad luck. He didn't know the origin of the mask mage. This battle was inexplicable. He drew out the wind chaser's double knives, twirled his footsteps, avoided a brown wolf that was throwing at him, swiped backhand, and the blade passed by. In the abdomen of the brown wolf, blood was spraying, and the brown wolf was broken.

"Go and deal with that mage!" Ivo ordered Nebuldan. The dragon is extremely resistant to magic and is the nemesis of the mage.

The Frost Dragon flapped its wings and flew towards the Mask Mage at low altitude.

The tide-like herd of beasts flocked to Ivo, his double knives whirled, the biting cold light of the knives lit up the night, and the movements were neat and elegant. With the twist of the double knives, he could easily cut open the strong muscles of the beasts and unfold the spirits. The powerful swordsmanship.

The wind chaser’s double-knife burst of air blades increases his attack range. After cutting down a beast, the splashing white cold knife air can slash many beasts behind, [extremely] increasing the degree of sword swing About half of it, like a glimpse of light, the chain of slashing looks like a knife, the beasts can't avoid or defend, and blood splashes three feet.

Nebuldan ran over with a huge body. The mask mage was still fearless. There was a staff in his hand. The gems on the top of the staff shined brightly. The air within ten meters of his body suddenly appeared ripples like water, like a fluctuating lake. Grabbed by the huge dragon claws, this piece of air violently fluctuates like the surface of water, and the environment inside is distorted and broken, including the body of the mask mage, as if it was cut into three sections by the ripples.

However, just like the water surface will eventually return to calm, the air within ten meters gradually stopped fluctuating and restored to its original appearance, including the body of the mask mage, without injury.

Nebuldan's attack was ineffective, his power disappeared without a trace, and beyond the ten-meter area, there were traces of dragon claws on the ground, as if the ten-meter area was completely located in another space.

"You are unlucky," Old German gloated, "You have encountered the most difficult mysterious mage."

"Laugh!" Ivo gave a black line on his forehead.

The mystery system is the most bizarre magic, with all kinds of weird abilities emerging in an endless stream, and every mysterious system wizard is the most difficult opponent.

Nebuldan expelled the dragon's breath, and the ten-meter area of ​​the mask mage fluctuated again, and it did not stop. Gradually, a broken crack appeared on the edge of the ten-meter area, which was a sign that the spell was about to be destroyed.

The mask mage suddenly raised his staff, and the jewels on the top of the staff were radiant and dazzling. Ivo squinted his eyes subconsciously.

After a while, the bright light faded, and Ivo slowly opened his eyes, and he was stunned by everything in front of him.

The herd of beasts disappeared, the mask mage disappeared, the trees disappeared, and there was only an endless white wilderness and a round of black moon high in the sky. There was no object that could refer to time nearby, just like a solid white world.

Nebuldan lay on the side and shook his head from side to side, seeming to suspect an illusion.

The only creatures around Ivo were the familiar Nebuldan, and nothing else.

"Old German, is there any mental interference?"

"No~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This is not an illusion. You may have fallen into another space." The old German was rare and solemn, "Is this... the beginning space?"

...

In the Cyberan Woodland, the Mask Mage waved his staff and expelled the mad herd.

Both Nebuldan and Ivo have disappeared.

The black lion appeared behind the mask mage and slowly said, "Where are they?"

The mask mage lowered his head and said respectfully: "My lord, they have fallen into my [Dark Moon] and have fallen into that space."

Black Lion stared at him, "...you did a good job."

He took out a thin gray needle with a strange aura enveloping it, and the black lion handed the gray needle to the mask mage, "After he enters the [stripping] passage, nail the soul needle to him."

"Understood."

(To be continued.)