On the left side of the deck, the other level-six Mage lagged slightly behind. He'd just reached the deck when he saw his comrade die. In fact, the dead Mage could've used powerful spells to attack Silva, and the result would've been completely different. At least the level-seven spells stored in his staff could've hurt Silva or even killed her.
Looking down on Warriors was a common problem for all Mages, especially Warriors who hadn't practiced sword energy. Such people were no different from ants in the eyes of Mages. They could be killed with a single spell.
Seeing the tragic scene, the level-six Mage slowed down and wanted to fly up from the deck again. He'd already made up his mind to escape. He'd lost two out of four people in the blink of an eye. The situation wasn't good. The Necromancer looked at him as if he were a dead man.
Damn, there's a Necromancer!
A battle between an Elemental Mage and a Necromancer would not end quickly, unless the gap between the two sides was too large. The other party was a Level-5 Necromancer, and would definitely be able to hold him back. Countless debuffs and mental spells would tie him down. If he was held back, the female Warrior who'd killed her comrade might not be able to defend herself.
There were many descriptions of bad Mages, but the worst one was a coward.
This Mage was extremely timid. He swayed and was about to fly up, and at the same time, cast a dozen magic shields on himself. He was so skilled at controlling magic that he was almost as good as Salin. Salin couldn't cast more than ten different spells on himself, but this Mage did it in almost two seconds.
Then he shot a huge ice arrow at Ainphent. This was also a mutated spell. The ice arrow was more than three meters long. Although it was as big as an ice spear, it was many times faster.
Those who could mutate and advance their spells were all geniuses. At least their control and understanding of the elements were infinitely close to that of a Magic Shooter. This level-six Mage looked to be in his forties. If there were no accidents, he'd definitely become a Magic Shooter in thirty years.
This timid Mage was too focused on his own safety, but he'd given Ainphent too much time. In two seconds, Ainphent prepared an Undead Blast. He summoned a palm-sized Skeleton Bat. It looked like his flesh and blood Undead. The Skeleton Bat pounced and exploded.
The Elementalist, who had added more than ten layers of protection, felt the black smoke seep into his skin and turned pale with fright. He immediately took out a silver bottle and drank a mouthful of the magic liquid. The itch on his skin still did not disappear.
With so many messy movements, he could no longer fly. At this time, Neris quietly came behind him.
Ainphent pointed a finger, and a green spear that was several meters long appeared out of thin air. It was made of undead flames, and it pierced towards the Elementalist's chest.
His first spell was a mental spell, and the skeletal bats were even conjured by mental power. There was no poison at all. The Elementalist was affected by Ainphent's spiritual power.
The Spirit Spell affected the Elementalist's judgment, allowing Ainphent to use his ultimate move more easily.
The Flame Gun was no longer in the category of magic. It was a concentrated attack from a necromancer, and its function was similar to the Crystal Finger that Salin had learned. Although it wasn't as powerful as the Crystal Finger, it was enough to kill someone of a higher level, and its consumption wasn't as terrifying.
The undead flames actually came from another plane. It could easily penetrate elemental shields, but it didn't have much effect on mental power. The Elementalist buffed himself with a variety of spells. After being pierced by Ainphent's spear, the undead flames burned the Elementalist's body. The Elementalist screamed. The pain was like someone directly splashing acid on his soul.
His screams stopped abruptly. Neris's dagger pierced through the back of his neck and came out of his throat. The counterattack spell he prepared before dying also dissipated.
Neris twisted her wrist, and the Elementalist's head fell from his neck. Blood sprayed out, and Neris dodged in disgust. This Elementalist seemed to have a disgusting smell, which greatly reduced Neris's pleasure in killing.
These two Elementalists died very quickly and unjustly. Neris and Shika didn't practice any sword energy, but their combat power had reached the level of a Sword Saint. Their weapons were what Sword Saints yearned for even in their dreams.
Salin knew that he was short on manpower, so he put a lot of effort into equipment. He was willing to use magic beast materials to make armor for ordinary barbarians, not to mention his two closest people.
The last Elementalist pounced from the rear deck and didn't see what happened in front. He was stunned when he didn't see the passage to the inside of the battleship. What he didn't know was that all the doors of the battleship were usually sealed to prevent the battleship from sinking into the water when the ship suddenly stopped.
In the cabins on the deck, the soldiers also received Salin's instructions and locked the cabin doors. The Elementalist needed to use spells to blast open the metal cabin doors. But he didn't run to the ship to waste magic strings to blast the steel doors.
Salin was shocked to find that the battle in front had been resolved. Neris and Shika walked in front of him again. Their attacks were far more ferocious than his spells.
But Salin couldn't wait for the Elementalist behind to escape. If it was a head-on battle, the four of them were enough to kill this Level-6 Elementalist. He didn't even look at the corpse, and directly rushed to the rear deck with Ainphent.
The rear deck was even wider. The Level-6 Elementalist saw Salin, Ainphent, and the others rushing over, and still couldn't believe what had happened on the front deck. How was it that in the blink of an eye, his companion was killed by these two weak Elementalists?
Salin smiled at him from afar and said, "Mr. Elementalist, your companion is dead. Now, let's have a fair fight, how about it?"
The Level-6 Elementalist was horrified, but he knew that the young Elementalist in front of him wasn't lying. Otherwise, his two companions wouldn't have allowed the Elementalist to come in front of them.
"A fair fight?" The Level-6 Elementalist's voice was hoarse. He didn't know how his companion died, but he guessed that he was killed by the other party's trick. After all, this was the other party's ship, and there might be something strange on the ship. But if it was a fair fight, he wouldn't put two Level-5 Elementalists in his eyes, even though one of them was a rather annoying Necromancer.
"Yes, it's very fair. The four of us will fight you." After Salin finished speaking, Shika and Neris had already surrounded him from both sides.
Maybe the customs of the East Sea countries were different from those of the Myers Continent. Although this Elementalist didn't think that Salin and Ainphent were any threat, he still thought of retreating. Safety first. He was a Level-6 Elementalist, and his flying ability was very good. This place wasn't too far from the coast, and if he didn't encounter any strange magical beasts, it wouldn't be a problem to fly to the land.
Thinking of this, his body erupted with colorful rays of light, and he rushed towards Neris.
This was his unique flying skill. The starting speed was very fast, but he needed to glide for a certain distance. Neris was his breakthrough point. He saw that there were bloodstains on Shika's rod, and the armor on Shika's body seemed to be quite covetous, so the delicate Neris was obviously an easier target to deal with.
This Elementalist's skills could be regarded as amazing in the Myers Continent. He was also the youngest Elementalist in this fleet, less than forty years old. He could actually mobilize the six elements to form a magic that was even more strange than the Anti-Gravity Spell, making his body abnormally light and nimble, and then fly with the wind.
This kind of flying speed was faster than the Wind Soaring Spell, and it could be launched instantly. As long as it wasn't in an extremely cramped environment, it was also the best skill to escape. More importantly, this Flying Spell itself had defensive and offensive capabilities. Attack and defense in one, and fast movement, this magic was simply researched by him.
He rushed towards Neris, and the colorful rays of light bursting out of his body had the attribute of element-melting. Even if it was a magic armor, it would be destroyed in an instant. It was said that Elementalists were afraid of Assassins, but with this skill, he had almost never encountered similar dangers in the East Sea countries where Assassins ran rampant.
As long as this magic was launched in an instant, a powerful Assassin couldn't get close.
However, a shocking scene appeared in front of him. A layer of cyan-purple electric current suddenly appeared on the surface of the beautiful woman opposite him, forming a dense net. The woman bumped into him.
In this world, there is actually someone who can manipulate lightning?
Neris's eyes captured the enemy's panic, and the corners of her mouth curled up, feeling slightly proud in her heart. She hugged the panicking Elementalist and put her arms around his neck.
When the colorful elemental currents touched Neris's electric net, it was like snowflakes meeting a fire, melting in the blink of an eye. Even the other magic that the Elementalist hurriedly prepared stopped.
Neris deliberately paused and said to the Elementalist, "Next, I'm going to wring your neck."
The Elementalist's eyes were full of fear. He found that he could no longer control the elements around him, even the magic string. The power that he relied on all his life was suddenly taken away in front of his opponent. How did this feel?
The Elementalist felt despair. Other than magic, he had no other skills. And the green-eyed woman told him unusually coldly that next, she was going to wring his neck.
"Spare me, I surrender!" The Elementalist shouted. He didn't want to die. As long as he was given time, he had enough confidence to advance to Magic Shooter. This time, he followed the army to sea for a Demigod weapon given by His Majesty the Emperor. If there were no such benefits, he would not leave his island no matter what.
"You really surrender?" Neris loosened her grip.
"I surrender, I'll be your servant, we'll sign the contract!" The Elementalist shouted without any regard for his dignity.
"Alright, I accept you as a servant." Neris smiled. When she saw the Elementalist's relaxed expression, she suddenly exerted force with her arms, and with a crack, the Elementalist's neck was completely broken.
Salin smiled bitterly. Ainphent was stunned.
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