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In Salin's mind, Nicholas' voice sounded. He opened his mouth and spat out two words. "Time, reverse …"
Salin already felt the fine needle at the end of the metal tail pierce his skin. Then, the fine needle retreated. The metal tail retreated a distance of ten meters in the air.
Inpos was stunned by this scene. Salin actually used divine spells!
An Elemental Mage using divine spells was even more unacceptable than an Elemental Mage using elemental magic. In the past, there had been cases of mages being bribed by the Holy See and becoming Elemental Mages. However, there was only one end for these mages — their Magic Strings degenerated. In the end, they could no longer cast spells above level-0. They were even inferior to senior magic apprentices.
Salin was already a top level-nine Magic Shooter. If he hooked up with the Holy See, what would happen to him? At most, in three to five years, he would become a mage without Magic Strings. The higher the level, the faster the Magic Strings would disappear. Therefore, it was difficult for mages to be subdued by the Holy See.
Only the Inquisition could occasionally hire mages. However, the mages of the Inquisition would never believe in any gods, let alone practice any divine spells. No matter how high a mage's level was or how strong their mental power was, they would not be as blessed as a believer who had believed in gods since childhood.
Giving up magic and choosing divine spells was definitely not something a level-nine mage would do. A level-nine mage would rather die than believe in gods.
The Minor Prophecy spell broke out completely. At this moment, Salin's luck reached the peak of his life. He did not need to think. Pushed by six Gale Dragons, he arrived in front of Inpos and pointed.
The crystal finger penetrated the mechanical shell of Inpos and hit his forehead, leaving a fist-sized hole in his metal face. The huge alchemy machine fell to the ground. In Salin's eyes, however, was a different scene. In the core of the alchemy machine, a black shadow escaped and instantly hid in the metal tail that was flying backward.
The metal tail fell to the ground and drilled into the soil, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Salin vaguely saw that the black shadow was the image of Inpos. Salin's move succeeded, but he was a little dazed. Because the image of Inpos' soul was exactly the same as his self-modified body.
No matter how a person's appearance changes, their soul remains the same. At least Salin knew that even Neris' Ultimate Transformation Spell couldn't change a person's soul. This was because Persia's soul had escaped, and Sarlin had seen his soul form. Sarlin was extremely shocked.
He had originally thought that his soul was the strongest among all the rank-9 warriors, and that his spiritual power was invincible. However, this Inbos had even changed the form of his soul. No matter how one looked at it, this Inbos was only stronger than him, not weaker.
If it weren't for his powerful equipment and strange skills, he wouldn't have been a match for Inbos at all.
Inbos' soul form also had six legs and a scorpion tail.
"Master!" Zola's face was full of shame as he rushed to Salin's side. With a loud bang, the alchemy machine controlled by Inpos fell to the ground, splashing mud in all directions.
Only then did Salin wake up. He also understood that Nicholas had used a divine spell through his mouth. That was another protective measure that Nicholas had left for him before leaving by consuming his life.
As soon as Salin woke up, he decisively pounced on the ground and released all the elemental creatures. He himself took out the dimensional stone and put Inpos' alchemy machine into it. This was a good thing, not as difficult to study as the equipment given to him by a Grand Master. No matter how strong Inpos' alchemy was, he was still a rank-9 Magic Shooter. .
Salin could take the equipment made by a rank-9 Magic Shooter back to Metatlin City to study it thoroughly. There were dozens of Magic Shooters there, and they could analyze the equipment very quickly. The only pity was the broken tail. Salin believed that the tail was Inpos' greatest secret.
In a sealed room in the distant palace, a strange body lay in a huge crystal coffin. This body looked exactly like Inpos, but there was no metal on his face, and his chin was made of dark Fallen Star Iron. The upper body of Inpos' body was wrapped in a shell made of the bones of magical beasts, and the lower body was made of many machines. It had six huge metal feet and a long scorpion tail.
The crystal coffin was filled with a transparent liquid with a light blue tint. In the liquid, the body was mostly made of metal, floating. Suddenly, the body's eyes opened, and at the same time, it opened its mouth and forcefully sucked in the light blue liquid in the crystal coffin. The light blue liquid rapidly decreased and was soon sucked dry by Inpos' body.
With a bang, Inpos' fist broke the crystal coffin. His six mechanical feet sprang out and he had already jumped out. In the sealed room, there were eight Predators. When Inpos woke up, the eight Predators also opened their eyes.
Unlike ordinary Predators, these eight Predators' eyes were lively, and one of them even asked, "Master, what happened?"
"My experimental body was destroyed, and the floating battleship is gone." Inpos shattered the crystal coffin with one punch, and the power here had exceeded the explosive power of a silver Sword Saint. After venting, he immediately calmed down. This body was obviously more suitable for him. In that experimental body, it was always difficult for him to control his emotions.
"Who did it? Let's go kill him!" another Predator said. Their conversation was obviously quick-witted, different from those puppet-like Predators. The Tainted Blood Armor on these eight Predators was also brand new, and the weapons in their hands were magic equipment that Inpos had personally made.
It was a variant of the cross spear, with a crescent-shaped horizontal hook that glinted coldly. Giving up on using the weapons they were familiar with, these Predators must have learned new skills. Otherwise, no matter how good the attributes of the weapons were, not being used to using them would be a huge problem.
A level-nine Warrior who could learn new skills was very close to the level of a gold Sword Saint. Not to mention that these Warriors had intelligence, which was definitely not something elemental creatures could compare to.
"No need." Inpos' face had an expression, and he looked unusually calm. "This person's equipment is endless, and his skills are too hard for me to accept. That experimental body was broken by him with one finger. Even a gold Sword Saint can't do that. Don't touch him for now. The Grand Duke is coming, you … "
"Yes, Master." These Predators immediately had a blank expression on their faces. Even the speed at which their eyeballs moved slowed down by more than three times. They looked a little demented.
"Master!" The Grand Duke's voice was very anxious as he knocked on the wall outside.
"Your Grace, I'm fine." Inpos changed into a tired tone. His six feet drew circles on the ground, and the opposite wall finally cracked open to reveal a metal door. The Grand Duke stood outside with the gold Sword Saint, Deep Blue.
"Your Grace, I'm very ashamed to have failed to live up to your trust." Inpos put one hand on his chest, as if in pain.
"Master, it's good that you're fine!" The Grand Duke said this with sincerity. If Inpos died, who else could help him control the Predators so quickly? He had many Magic Shooters under him, but none of them had such a strange alchemy skill.
The power of Impos was equivalent to the total power of all the High Mages around him. Before all the Predators were completely refined, the Ironblood Grand Duke would definitely treat Impos with utmost care. This time, he'd sent Inpos to kill Salin because the Grand Duke felt that the matter was in the bag.
However, he didn't expect Salin's skill to be so strange. It seemed that he still had many tricks up his sleeves.
"Your Grace, did Salin escape?" Inpos knew that his question was useless. Deep Blue was here, and so was the Grand Duke. Bilivar wasn't here because this was his hiding place, and Bilivar, a level-nine Magic Shooter, had to avoid arousing suspicion. If he dared to come, Inpos would dare to kill him.
"He escaped. I didn't arrange enough people, and the magic tower had some problems," the Grand Duke said regretfully. A crack appeared in the Elemental Prison, and the sudden death of a level-eight Magic Shooter controlling the magic circle. This was something nobody could have predicted. When the other Magic Shooters rushed over, Salin had already taken the opportunity to break through the crack and escape to the periphery of the island.
"What about the gold Sword Saint?" Inpos was more concerned about Zola. The gold Sword Saint who had mastered the power of rules made him feel danger. Using the power of rules would make it impossible for his soul to escape.
"I exchanged blows with him. One of my substitute puppets was damaged. I don't know how badly he's injured. If there's no good treatment, he probably won't live more than two days," Deep Blue replied calmly, her tone proud.
Xiao Chen had also noticed the Golden Sword Sage. Indeed, he was very strong. In just one attack, Xiao Chen had lost a substitute puppet. As for the Golden Sword Sage, Xiao Chen's sword Qi had entered his body. Even if the Golden Sword Sage did not die, his Martial Techniques would be crippled.
Only then did Inpos notice that Deep Blue's left eye was missing a pupil. There was no need to mention how regretful he was. Seeing this, Inpos immediately determined that he'd been fooled by an illusion.
That gold Sword Saint hadn't completely mastered the rules, so he must have used the power of his equipment. Otherwise, Deep Blue's substitute puppet wouldn't have been able to save her. The power of rules would have bypassed the puppet and directly affected Deep Blue's soul.
He'd been tricked! That gold Sword Saint couldn't have threatened him at all. If he'd focused on dealing with Salin, how could the test subject have been killed? Salin's skill was obviously a close-range attack. Otherwise, that finger would have killed his test subject long ago. Why would he wait until he almost killed him before making a move?
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