The Primordial Wizard

Ludendorff and a few others gestured. They did not speak, but they all saw the fear and retreat in the eyes of each other. They wanted to escape. As long as they returned to the city-state, they could all have the power of false legends. Will not die.

This ancient battlefield that has changed reality does not seem to be too powerful on the surface, but in fact it is filled with fear, the supreme and invisible negative energy curse, making the enemy unconsciously chilled. The most important thing is that this ancient battlefield can The enemies who died here will stay forever.

　　 Negative energy was whizzing, and the penetrating feeling crawled all over the six heroes present, and there seemed to be dead bodies blowing on their backs.

　　 Ace was suspended in the air, looking down like a god, his hand was lightly raised, and four stone coffins slowly rose from the dark and gloomy ancient battlefield.

　　咚!咚! 咚! Boom!

　　 The coffin plates of the sarcophagus fell one by one, and the gray gas slowly dispersed, revealing the terrifying things in it. The three Jim brothers and Croft stood quietly in the sarcophagus, their eyes suddenly opened.

　　 The dark and gray eyes, some rotten body, familiar and strange.

　　 "To play with the deceased, you **** blasphemer."

　　 Yves’ voice just fell, Croft’s movements suddenly speeded up, and he rushed to him quickly, kicking him away.

　　 The three Jim brothers also used their combined power, and the white and hot flames rushed towards Ludendorff and others like a torrent.

　　 They dodged in a panic. Anxiously, Ace found someone alone, the last non-king hero.

　　 The corners of Ace's mouth rose slightly, and he said softly: "It's you, the last prey, buried in this battlefield."

Ace is not in a hurry, his eyes are mixed with arrogance and fear, and he looks directly at his prey. The descendant of the battle **** that Ace is staring at is covered with hairs and hairs. Under high pressure, he is like a beast, and his eyes become bright white. .

"what?"

　　 Ace asked softly in surprise. He knew something about the descendants of the God of Battle. In the city-state of Medemus, Arnold, the brawny man in pants, who stood on the roof of the palace's tiles every day, was the descendant of the God of Battle.

　　 Most of them are proficient in combat skills, or they are born to fight.

　　 The state of the enemy in front of him is very abnormal. Ace didn't directly attack, but let the undead of bones swarm up, and he opened the eyes of illusion to observe patiently.

Fists, palms, feet, elbows, and heads, it seems that every hard inch of the body can be used as a weapon. Fighting carries a special rhythm, like an impassioned march. Every punch, palm, and foot is shocking. Musical notes.

That special rhythm like a violent storm swept the entire ancient battlefield. It seemed that there was something mystery brewing. Ace seemed to feel countless people shouting, feeling the unyielding of warriors, feeling the fearlessness of warriors, and feeling the great fighters almost Tao's fighting art.

　　 Ludendorff also saw the scene, with a smile on his mouth, muttering to himself in a faint voice: "Gold, the golden hero, the golden hero who understands the heart of battle is about to be born."

　　 Ace did not hear what Taiqing Ludendorff said, only the words "heart of fighting".

　　 But he can't admit that the pale golden light shines, it is the light of the 2.5 level rune, it is the golden rune shining.

　　 His eyes narrowed slightly, the rune structure was spinning crazily in his eyes, the dull hair on his head swayed slightly, inspired by the ability to understand the unknown, a large number of golden rune structures appeared in Ace's eyes.

　　 "Regarding the collection of battles, are you gold-level combat skills? It's really appetizing, you are mine!"

　　 The six-element ring emerged behind Ace, quickly rising to the sky above the ancient battlefield, with a dazzling layered rune structure, rapidly expanding, boom!

　　 The extremely strong pure basic elements swept across the battlefield like a raging wave, and the five kings had to huddled into a ball and helped King Yves of Milne to hold up a protective shield to be saved.

　　 In the world of Ace's mind, the magic power of the magic lake is consumed rapidly, and the water level is only one-half left.

The descendant of the battle **** who is being promoted to the golden hero charges very calmly. Everything in his body can be used as a weapon. Everything in his hand is also a weapon. He is like a collection of battles, and countless combat skills have been sublimated. artwork.

　　 Ace looked at his body a little greedily, without hesitation, the golden spell "Fixed Time Lag" ignited, the six element rings in the sky changed, and the cold wind of the extreme cold touch gushed out.

　　 This is a large-scale control spell. The entire ancient battlefield is covered by frost. Even if it is the sublimation of combat skills, this unknown golden hero cannot avoid such a large-scale ice seal.

　　 He was covered by frost, and his whole person turned into a frost monument, but the monument was not stable, it was shaking slightly.

　　 Under the observation of Ace's delusion-breaking eyes, his body muscles are moving at a fixed frequency. If this continues for at most three seconds, he will break through the frozen state.

"enough."

　　 Ace threw the unspoken golden spell "Fixed Time Lag" and just shrouded it. There was still a quarter of the magical power of the bright stars in the lake of magic power, and Ace raised his right hand high.

　　 The six-element ring above the sky seems to feel something ~www.novelmtl.com~ The extreme cold stops blowing and it freezes quickly.

A little bit of time passed. The five kings were eagerly unable to break through the freezing cold because they were hiding behind their shields. Ace had enough time to peel off the elements of life. With the help of the characteristics of the ancient battlefield, the dead elements were the core to condense. The earth, fire, and feng shui elements turned into a huge expansive ball of dark glossy elements.

　　 Ace, holding the element ball high, suddenly found someone peeping in the distance.

　　 Nicholas looked at the icy battlefield, the terrifying swelling element ball, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He had imagined how strong "Dark Crow Devil" was, but he had never imagined it would be so strong.

Even for him, Nicholas, who has always been proud, has to admit that the strength of the opponent is beyond his cognition. With one person's power over ten great heroes, even a golden hero who just broke through, could it be that the opponent has reached the legendary level?

　　 "I really don't know how such a terrible genius was born. Who gave him the extraordinary light? Could it be the same as me, inspired by the shaman?"

　　 Just as Nicholas was thinking about it, he suddenly found himself exposed, and Ace's indifferent, terrifying, and self-sufficient eyes looked at him.

　　 The rune structure is very dazzling, as if being seen through in an instant, it is clearly symbiosis with the machine, but he feels cold sweat, Nicholas's body is a little stiff, and he smiles awkwardly.

　　 Ace stared at Nicholas, observing his form, but the movements on his hands were not slow. The expanding element ball gradually turned into a palm-sized pitch black glossy element ball.