Chapter 804: Destroying One's Own Magic Power

No amount of powerful spells could harm him at all. In the torrent of spells, he could wield the lightning spear and shuttle at will. But now, there was nothing he could do about a swamp.

The Explosive Flame Technique, which could usually be resisted, would at best result in some charring on the heavy armor, and it would be fine with a little repair. At this moment, it had also become a life-threatening talisman.

Every time the Explosive Flame Technique falls, his body will think about the swamp and sink a little...

As the body sinks deeper and deeper into the swamp, the power it can exert becomes less and less.

At the beginning, it was able to stir up waves of mud in the entire swamp. Now, despite struggling with all its strength, it can only make the swamp shake slightly.

"You can't kill me! If you kill me, you will be dead. Not only you, but also your family, your relatives and friends, will all face the revenge of the entire Caucasus Battle Mage!

When I came here, everyone knew, yes, everyone knew that I was coming to Poison Mist Valley to kill you. If you kill me, you are finished.

I am the most talented battle mage in the Caucasus, and my teacher is the commander of the Caucasus legion. If you kill me, my teacher, and the entire Caucasus battle mage legion will avenge me, and you will be dead by then.

You are powerful, but not everyone in your family is as powerful as you. If you let me go, I will tell you who hired me to kill you. I will just pretend that this incident did not happen today. I will never take revenge..."

Kempes held up the lightning spear, resisting the explosive fire technique, and screamed in horror for mercy. He could already feel that his magic power was flowing away. The deeper his body sank, the faster the magic power was flowing away. There seemed to be an invisible figure below. into the abyss, pulling him down bit by bit.

That kind of despair was constantly eroding his heart like poison. He even felt that the poisonous mist around him was beginning to erode his body. If this continued, he would definitely die...

Lin Yun looked at Kempes with a sneer. The Caucasus Battle Mage was powerful, but he died under a swallowing quagmire. Strength is not the point. Pure power brings not only strength, but also disasters. He is brainless. Idiot, even though he has heaven-level power, he cannot exert the desired effect.

The Explosive Flame Technique continued to fall, like a hammer, slamming Kempes' nail into the swallowing quagmire. After a few seconds, Kempes was left with only two hands and a head outside the swallowing quagmire... …

Kempes's face was pale and his head was covered in cold sweat. There was no trace of pride or arrogance on his face, only endless fear.

He could clearly feel that the magic power in his body was passing faster and faster, and as the magic power passed, the quagmire became larger and larger, and its devouring power became stronger and stronger. The power he was proud of was here. There was no room for improvement at all, and his physical strength was rapidly passing away.

When he is completely swallowed by this swallowing quagmire, he will suffocate to death in the dark quagmire like an ordinary person. This is definitely the most frustrating way for a strong man to die.

Kempes shouted in horror, begging for mercy, but Lin Yun was unmoved. Although he didn't know how the Caucasus Fighting Mage, who usually didn't have contact with other forces, came here this time, and he might even have participated in this time. General attack.

Lin Yun didn't care about killing people. At the beginning, Lin Yun was still thinking that this guy came to provoke because of the hatred between the Caucasus Battle Mage and Auckland. For the sake of the former King of the Caucasus, he would forgive this guy. Caucasus Battle Mage,

You'll have to teach him a lesson.

Who would have thought that this guy would be so domineering that he just wanted to steal things and kill people without saying a word? What else could he think of? He could just kill him.

A few seconds later, Kempes was shocked and completely stunned. He raised his head, only his mouth and nostrils were still above the mire, and his head was almost submerged in the mire.

Seeing the last Explosive Flame Technique fall, Kempes was completely desperate.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly burst out from a distance, hitting the blue fireball in the middle. The flames and lightning exploded at the same time, just like a thunder sounded out of thin air.

Two figures approached quickly from a distance, and a black light stopped in an instant and shot towards Lin Yun's face.

Lin Yun frowned. He was not off duty. This kind of projectile with a trap would have no effect on him.

In an instant, Lin Yun's body turned into a ball of fire and appeared more than ten meters away. The bird's light exploded onto the hillside hundreds of meters away. There was a loud bang, and a dozens of meters large explosion exploded on the hillside. The huge crater filled the sky, and the dust and debris turned into a thick smoke that shot straight into the sky.

The next second, a heavily armored figure appeared in front of Lin Yun, crackling lightning flashed, and a huge spear that was more than ten meters long and one meter thick seemed to suddenly appear in the figure's hand. The huge spear covered in lightning struck hard at Lin Yun.

While Lin Yun used flame flash to appear in the sky, he threw an explosive fire spell at Kempes in the quagmire.

Sure enough, the huge spear covered with thunder and lightning power suddenly stopped halfway through its sweep. The figure flew over the swallowing quagmire, and the black lightning-shaped spear in his hand casually waved at the Explosive Flame Technique, dragging The blue flame with a long tail was violently exploded.

At this time, the huge phantom of the spear dissipated, and a terrifying shock wave swept across a hundred meters. All the rocks were turned into fragments, and the ground was scraped away more than half a meter deep.

The figure grabbed Kempes' hand and shouted angrily. The whole swallowing quagmire began to fluctuate violently. Kempes was pulled out of the swallowing quagmire by the Caucasian battle mage. The entire swallowing quagmire's devouring power could not resist this. The strange power of man.

With a loud bang, the wildly fluctuating swallowing quagmire exploded, and the parts that turned into the quagmire quickly solidified and turned into ordinary ground.

The figure slowly fell to the ground and slapped Kempes, who was covered in mud and terrified.

"Idiot, as a Caucasian battle mage, I was almost trapped in a quagmire. I was totally embarrassed. After I returned, I went to the Thunderstrike Peak and stayed there for three months. I couldn't mine a thousand kilograms of Thunderstrike ore. Just don’t come down, just go away and watch to see how I kill these bullshit mages!”

Although Kempes received a slap, his face was full of surprise. He gritted his teeth, pointed at Lin Yun, and roared loudly.

"Teacher Daryl, this man has a method to resist the poisonous fog. We must not let him escape. As long as we get this method, we can continue to explore this poisonous fog valley!"

Daryl was shocked. He looked back at Lin Yun and found that the poisonous mist seemed to have not corroded Lin Yun. When it appeared on Lin Yun's body, it would slide away on its own, as if it had just encountered an ordinary rock. , no reaction at all.

"Hahahaha, great. Our progress in exploring the Poison Mist Valley has been stagnant for a long time. I didn't expect that there is a way to resist the poison here. Now, we can enter the depths of the Poison Mist Valley to explore. …”

Daryl laughed, with a cheerful expression on his face, and patted Kempes on the shoulder.

"Kempes, you are indeed my disciple. You did a good job. The teacher wrongly blamed you. This time you have made a great contribution."

Daryl turned to look at Lin Yun with a proud look on his face.

"That mage, I will give you a chance now. As long as you hand over the method of resisting the poisonous fog here, I will give you a chance to destroy your magic power. I will let you leave alive. You rewarded my disciple." , I don’t have to pursue anything that offends the dignity of our Caucasian battle mages, I don’t have to pursue it, how about it?”

Kempes quickly added: "My teacher is the commander of the Caucasus Army. He is a real strong man and he will do what he says. If you hand over the method and destroy your magic power, I will not pursue the previous matters."

Lin Yun laughed dumbly.

"You are really masters and disciples. What you said is exactly the same. It seems that except for the former King of the Caucasus Jason Wagland, all the battle mages in the Caucasus have been abolished. It is not false at all..."

Daryl shouted angrily: "You bastard, you actually called the great King of the Caucasus by his name. You are dead. No one can spare you today!"

At this moment, another Caucasian battle mage with a face covered with tattoos appeared from behind. The old man did not wear heavy armor, and his face was very old. He only had oily leather armor on his body, and the lightning bolt in his hand. The spear is also different from ordinary Caucasian battle mages.

But Lin Yun's brows furrowed. This old man looked like he was about to die, but he was a strong man at the level of a ninth-level titled magician. He exuded an obscure and calm aura, which was comparable to that of an ordinary ninth-level magician. The Titled Mage is stronger, and even because of his aura fluctuations, most of the poisonous mist can't even get close to within one meter of him.

prophet……

The prophet of the Caucasus, the inheritor of all magic in the Caucasus, has a special status among the battle mages of the Caucasus. If the battle mages of the Caucasus had not focused on physical fighting methods, and magic was only an auxiliary, the status of the prophet would definitely be as high as that of the orc tribe's prophet. .

Even in Auckland, the Caucasian prophet is also known as the only wise man in the barbarian tribe. There is no orthodox mage who looks down on the Caucasian battle mages at all, and no one will look down on the Caucasian prophet.

One of the important reasons is that the prophet of the Caucasus is one of the few people in the Caucasus highlands who disapproves of war. He feels that the former King of the Caucasus is a thing of the past, and that living peacefully with Auckland is the best choice. This is also a way to grow stronger. The best way for the Caucasus Battle Mage is to fight instead of endless war.

After the prophet appeared, he stood silently in the distance. This made Lin Yun frown. One of the two ninth-level titled magicians was the Caucasian prophet with unpredictable strength. If the other party took action, this would Things are a bit troublesome...

While Lin Yun was still thinking, Daryl had already taken the lead. (To be continued) [This text is provided by Qihang Update Team x-on:Liu Jing] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. )