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Salin was at the back and couldn't see this. Otherwise, he could have learned another trick. This level-eight Magic Shooter had actually tattooed a fire magic pattern on his mouth and drawn a small magic array. He could instantly spit out a fireball without any magic preparation.
Many Mages who preferred to fight had tattooed magic arrays on their bodies, but tattooing a magic array on their mouths was too painful. Almost no one was willing to bear it.
The Winged Skeleton knew that this fireball was very dangerous, but it had finally gotten close to this Magic Shooter. How could it retreat? It gave up on the giant axe, and bone wings grew out of its back without warning. It circled forward, and at the end of the wings were sharp bone spikes. It pierced the Magic Shooter's ribs.
Facing the oncoming green fireball, the Winged Skeleton only tilted its head back.
The green fireball made a strange turn and hit the Winged Skeleton's face. The fireball was instantly extinguished, and a red crack appeared on the Winged Skeleton's crystal mask.
The Winged Skeleton's crystal mask was the toughest part of its equipment. Because the soul fire of the undead was directly attacked, the damage was huge. Salin had given the Winged Skeleton this crystal mask, which was made to imitate the Demonic God Set. Even if it was shot by an alchemy crossbow, it would definitely not be penetrated.
This was Salin's proudest work, but it was cracked by a small green fireball. The moment the fireball hit the crystal mask, it suddenly vibrated and shrank thousands of times. The energy released was not something that an intermediate spell should have.
The magic array tattooed on the body would definitely not contain advanced spells. The human body would not be able to withstand it.
The Winged Skeleton's bony wings grew to more than eight meters long. The Magic Shooter wanted to retreat, but the Elven Alchemy Crossbow was aimed at him from behind. The third round of attack was already prepared. The Magic Shooter had no choice but to take out a scroll.
This scroll was small and exquisite, only one-fifth the size of a normal scroll. It was pure black and bound with thin golden threads. Before the Magic Shooter could unfurl the scroll, the Winged Skeleton felt pain in its bony wings. A dagger flew through the air, piercing through the weakest part of its bony wings and stabbing the Magic Shooter's wrist.
The effect of the Crystal Reflection wasn't great. The dagger cut through the elemental defense, and the Sword Aura was incomparably sharp. Blood spurted out from the High Mage's wrist, and the scroll fell to the ground.
The High Mage was aghast. At this time, he recalled what his teacher had told him when he was still a low-ranked mage.
Even if you advance to a Magic Shooter in the future, try not to let a Sword Saint attack you at close range.
The cultivation of sword aura was even more complicated than magic, and there were many secret techniques. Some Sword Qi abilities were extremely effective against magic. If it weren't for the fact that their attack range was too short, the status of Swordsmen wouldn't be as low as it was now.
This thought only flashed in his mind as over a hundred Alchemy Arrows flew behind the High Mage. The Crystal Reflection was poked like a beehive, and two more Alchemy Arrows shot into the Magic Shooter's body.
The High Mage's ribs were also pierced by the Winged Skeleton's bone wings, causing blood to flow out.
After being injured several times, the Magic Shooter could still maintain a calm attitude and use magic. A ring on his hand suddenly burst open, and a layer of stone armor covered his whole body. The bone wings that the Wing Skeleton had pierced into his body were also immediately petrified. With two cracking sounds, the spikes on the Wing Skeleton's bone wings broke, and the Magic Shooter broke free from the Wing Skeleton's control.
He finally understood that the strength of the enemy was not something he could deal with alone. But before he left, he had to kill an important enemy force.
He took out a magic staff from the ring and tapped it lightly. A puppet formed by silver smoke instantly appeared in front of the Wing Skeleton. At this moment, the Wing Skeleton's giant axe fell to the ground.
A figure rushed past the Wing Skeleton's ribs, bent down to pick up the giant axe, and swept it horizontally at the silver puppet. This person was Sue. He was half a centimeter shorter than Salin, and he held the Wing Skeleton's four-meter-long giant axe as if it weighed nothing.
With a sweep, the silver puppet turned back into smoke and slowly condensed in the air.
The Magic Shooter had wanted to bend down to pick up the black scroll, but when he saw the young Sword Saint pursing his lips and looking at him fiercely, his heart trembled, and the second ring in his hand exploded.
The giant axe flickered, and the Magic Shooter's figure disappeared. Sue's axe directly cut a ten-meter-deep hole in the ground.
Some attacks could not be dispelled by Nothingness. For example, the sword aura contained in Sue's axe already had the power of rules. Under the rules, it was impossible to be immune to skills.
Salin's palms were sweaty. This level-eight Magic Shooter was too powerful. A group of people surrounded him, and yet he was only lightly injured. Eleanor was by Salin's side. Without Salin's fame and fortune, her Spatial Arrow would not be fired. Eleanor's skills also consumed a lot of her energy. The enemy, a stronger Magic Shooter, had not appeared yet, so Eleanor had to maintain her fighting strength.
Her Elven Archery and Salin's Crystal Finger were the last means of attack. If they were used up to kill this level-eight Magic Shooter, Salin would not be able to burst out with such a powerful attack in a short period of time.
The Magic Shooter shattered two rings, and the second ring stored the rarer Spatial Magic. His body was instantly teleported, and he appeared two hundred meters away, on the right side of Salin's team.
The Magic Shooter also broke out in a cold sweat. That young Sword Saint was too terrifying. If he had not reacted in time, that axe would have directly chopped him into meat paste, not two halves. The thirty-meter-long, ten-meter-deep hole in the ground was the result of that axe.
It was easy to leave a half-meter-deep mark on the hard ground, but this ten-meter-deep wound had already exceeded the attack limit of the sword aura.
He was about to take out a level-eight scroll for group attacks and kill as many as he could before leaving, but he saw that young Sword Saint carrying the giant axe and rushing over again. The Magic Shooter was a little scared. After that kind of attack, he still had strength?
The Wind Dragon was instantly cast. The Magic Shooter directly jumped onto the back of the Wind Dragon and fled north. He finally lost the courage to face Sue. He did not even consider using magic to stop Sue's pursuit. Because even he had to pause when casting high-level magic in the air.
The Wind Dragon could not fly too high, or else all the Elven Crossbows would easily be aimed at it. The Magic Shooter did not know the range of the Elven Alchemy Crossbows, but according to legend, this kind of crossbow could shoot up to a thousand meters.
The Winged Skeleton spread its wings and flew up, following behind Sue. It did not want to kill that Magic Shooter. It was afraid that if Sue was alone, the Magic Shooter would have some means to deal with Sue.
Sue's combat power was beyond the Winged Skeleton's imagination. If anything happened to Sue, it would not be worth it.
Isabella rushed towards the deep hole on her horse and jumped down nimbly. She picked up the black scroll that the Magic Shooter dropped at the bottom of the hole, then jumped up from the deep hole, directly mounted the Skeleton Warhorse, and returned to Salin's side.
Salin took the black scroll and observed it with his Elemental Eyes. He saw that all the elemental power in this scroll was controlled by the golden threads, not leaking at all. He did not know what kind of magic scroll this was, but it was definitely not lower than a level-nine scroll.
Perhaps Rex or Nania would be able to recognize this scroll. Salin put the scroll into the Demon God Ring.
Salin's guess was right. This was a level-ten scroll, and it was a scroll that could be used beyond one's level. Mage Yun Liu knew that Salin was extremely important, and everyone was secretly protecting him. That was why the Magic Shooter took out his treasures, wanting to kill all these troublesome people. But he did not expect that his actions would be predicted by Sue, and a flying sword made him lose this scroll.
Although a level-ten scroll was precious, if it could kill a person protected by 200 elven alchemy crossbows, it was definitely worth it. Those 200 elven alchemy crossbows were extremely valuable. Even a level-eight Magic Shooter would be injured by this kind of attack. If it was a mage below level-seven who fell into the attack range of this group of soldiers, they would definitely die.
Salin was very calm. He released a magic alarm, and a sharp sound rang out. Sue had no choice but to stop. He held the giant axe in his hand and shouted from behind, "Coward Yun Liu, next time I see you, you won't be so lucky!"
The level-eight Magic Shooter was so angry that he almost vomited blood at the word "coward", but he endured it and urged the Wind Dragon to fly for his life. I'm not a retarded mage like Qin Yin. After dodging this time, I'll take out better equipment next time. I'll definitely kill this Sword Saint who insulted me!
The Winged Skeleton caught up to Sue, took the giant axe, and picked him up before flying back in Salin's direction. Salin did not stop, and ordered his bodyguards to hurry on their way. There was still a distance of 50 kilometers from the Bone Castle. If he did not hurry back, he would not be able to withstand another two or three of such powerful guys. It would not be good if the sneak attack turned into a head-on confrontation.
The Undead chased from afar. Salin turned back and saw Trish, who was among the Undead army, putting the corpse of the level-seven Magic Shooter into his earring. Salin thought, could it be that all demons have a hobby of collecting corpses?
Salin's army had left early enough. By the time the cavalry assembled in the camp, Salin was already more than 20 kilometers away. The level-eight Magic Shooter was afraid and took a big detour to return to the dock. By the time the Magic Shooter on the warship knew the result of the battle, it was already too late to chase after Salin.
The people of Cloud Flow were shocked. The place where their army was stationed had been sneak attacked. One layer of the camp had been destroyed, and more than 10,000 people had died. Although it was nothing compared to the 600,000 strong army, more than 400,000 people had died at sea. After landing, they immediately suffered a second blow. The people of Cloud Flow no longer dared to look down on the Bitter Water Prefecture.
Salin was also calculating the gains and losses. Although he had only lost more than 200 soldiers and injured more than 1,000, the consumption was unimaginably huge. The more he calculated, the more dissatisfied Salin was with this battle. He could not kill the level-eight Magic Shooter, but he had used up 600 alchemy arrows, and the Winged Skeletons and demons were all injured.
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