The guard left the tent, and Luo Songxi silently counted sixty more under the bed.Then his figure disappeared under the bed, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Nick Bolas, the great magician of the Sanctuary Order.The knife was already in his hand, and in the shortest distance of power, it stabbed Nick Bolas in the back of the heart.Unexpectedly, the great magician's perception was extremely sensitive, and the moment Luo Songxi appeared, he sensed the danger in his back, and an instantaneous ice barrier was erected behind him.Luo Songxi didn't think about it, and the sharp knife continued to stab forward.But he made a mistake.In previous battles, in hand-to-hand combat, he held an invincible monarch killer in his hand, and it was not a problem to pierce an ice barrier of the Sacred Domain level.So this formed his fighting instinct, and at the moment when he didn't have time to think at all, he chose to continue stabbing forward with a knife without making any changes.But at this time, what he was holding in his hand was an ordinary sharp knife, still made of the troll's low-quality steel, which was sharp but actually fragile.The sharp knife stabbed on the ice barrier, and the power of fire elemental punishment brought out by Luo Songxi's hand dissolved the ice barrier by one or two centimeters, but the tip of the knife broke down with a pop at the moment when it pierced into the ice barrier.The knife didn't work, and Nick Bolas also didn't have time to turn around, and a large fireball with his backhand was shot at the place behind him.The fireball rushed towards him, and Luo Songxi flashed half a step to the right, but reached out his left hand and swooped towards the fireball the size of a watermelon.The first time he made a mistake in judgment, Luo Songxi's mood did not fluctuate for half a minute, but his brain was like a sophisticated machine, and it started to move quickly.Ice barriers are defensive spells, and fireballs are offensive spells.Nick Bolas chose to launch a counterattack as soon as he successfully defended, and although he may have been injured, he was able to break through the ice barrier.Because the fireball was about to attack the target behind him, Nick Bolas had to remove part of the ice barrier for the fireball to pass through.He was able to kill Nick Bolas in the first place, and he had to rely on the ice barrier he had removed.Nick Bolas didn't know the specific location of the enemy behind him, so he rubbed this fireball very big, such a big fireball was instantaneous, even if it was sent by a great magician of the Holy Domain level, the power would not be too great, and he could carry it hard.So without any hesitation, he dodged his body and used his left hand to reach for the fireball.His left forearm passed directly through the fireball, and the power of the water elemental punishment condensed in his hand constantly collided with the blazing heat inside the fireball, making a popping sound.Of course, after all, his power of punishment had only recovered to the Golden Primary, and it was quickly melted away by the high temperature, burning his left forearm black.But his hand was stretching forward, and the fireball was also flying forward rapidly, and the time of contact with his arm was actually very short, in fact, just as Luo Songxi's brain nerves felt the burning pain, the fireball had already flown past his arm and continued to fly towards the back of his body.With a thud, the fireball hit the marching bed he had drilled out, and a fire ignited.And at this time, Luo Songxi's left hand had already passed through the ice barrier that had been removed for the fireball flight.A charred hand was held around Nick Bolas's neck, and in severe places, the flesh had been completely burned, revealing the bones inside, and it looked like a ghost claw from hell.It was this ghost claw, with one grip and twist, that snapped Nick Bolas's neck.A great magician of the Sanctuary Rank, the commander of the First Fleet of the Jing Navy, and the head of the military planning of the Lizard Army, died in his tent before he could utter a shout.At this time, the pain of the burning of his left arm had just erupted in Luo Songxi's brain, and the pain was so painful that he almost cried out.But he obviously didn't really make any noise, and he didn't even interrupt the counting that had been going on in his mind.Only ten numbers had passed since he emerged from the Shadow World.With his right hand, he took out a huge water bladder from the space box, which was the reserve drinking water of the troll army he had brought out, which had been stored in his space box.He doused the burning camp bed with water from a water bladder.It can be seen from the degree of burn of the marching bed that the big fireball sent out by Nick Bolas in a hurry is indeed just a façade, if the power is a little more powerful and burns through the camp tent, then his trouble will be much greater.And if Nick Bolas doesn't fight back hastily after being attacked, but continues to make up the ice barrier to defend, while restricting his movements with ice magic, he will be in even more trouble.Precise planning can often determine the strengths and weaknesses of a confrontation, but what really determines life and death is strain.And the strain is precisely the ability that Old John has cultivated in his bones by throwing him alone on the wasteland for so many years.As his strength grew, he became more and more aware of Old John's painstaking efforts.After extinguishing the fire, he ripped off Nick Bolas's mage robes, kicked the corpse under the improvised desk, and then turned to the washstand.When he counted to seventy-five, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the tent, and the guard who had gone and returned, went into the tent and asked, "My lord, what has happened?"
”When the guard saw the sink, Nick Bolas turned around and said to him in a somewhat weak voice, "Just tried a new magic and something went wrong."
Come, give me a hand. ”The guard turned his huge lizard head, a little puzzled, why did the adults test magic in the tent?
But he still subconsciously walked over.As his hand rested on Nick Bolas's shoulder, a sharp knife stabbed through his body from under the wide mage's robes.Nick Bolas gently laid down the guard's corpse, carefully drawing the knife out of his right hand to avoid blood splattering on his mage robes.The left hand was still miserable like a ghost claw, and the fingers were already hard to bend, but still struggled to hold an indigo lizardman scale.The curtain of the tent was fluttering in the wind, and it had not been lifted for a long time, and the soldiers outside could not see what had happened and what was happening inside.Only a few soldiers, remembering that the guards outside the camp gate had entered Master Nick Bolas's tent with a wounded scout, seemed to have some military information to report.Later, when Master Nick returned to the camp, he didn't see the two come out.Did you not see it when you came out, or is the military situation particularly complicated and reported until now?
It was at this time that the curtain was finally lifted again, and Nick Bolas reappeared outside the tent.His hands, caged in the wide mage robes, watched as the sixth blood-colored light was rising.He walked through the dense tent in the direction of the blood-colored light.