What's this?
Looking at the circle that suddenly enveloped him, Charles was stunned for a moment. Then, he raised his hands vigilantly, and the light of magic flashed in his hands. As a mage, Charles knew very well not to judge anything that he was not familiar with. Although he could clearly feel that the girl's power was not as good as his, she was an angel. However, she was an angel. Just this fact alone was enough to make people treat her differently.
But Nimf did not launch an attack. On the contrary, she hid behind Fangzheng after casting that domain. Fangzheng's figure flashed, and the long sword in his hand turned into a silver light that suddenly exploded. Then, countless light swords appeared out of thin air and blasted towards the bald mage.
Holy Storm!
"Hmph!"
Charles snorted coldly as he looked at the overwhelming sword aura coming at him. Although he looked down on the warrior, it did not mean that he could remain unscathed under Fangzheng's attack that was full of holy power. But as a mage, he certainly had a way to deal with it. Charles took a step back and spread his hands. Then, a barrier shining with colorful brilliance unfolded beside him, trying to block Fangzheng's all-out attack.
In Charles's opinion, there was no problem with his countermeasure. The Rainbow Wall was enough to resist any attack below the legendary level. All he had to do was to prepare the next spell under the protection of the Rainbow Wall to kill this annoying warrior and the priest. Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared in Charles' eyes. His hands trembled non-stop as he extracted the power of magic from the air, condensed it, and gathered it into a powerful force that bounced about, waiting to explode …..
"Huh?"
But at that moment, Charles suddenly felt that something was wrong in front of him.
Where's my Rainbow Wall?
Such a big Rainbow Wall was placed here. How did it disappear?
What's going on …
Before Charles could figure it out, the roaring Holy Storm had already swept him into it like a wave. The lightning shield on Charles's body only lasted for less than three seconds under the bombardment of the Holy Storm before it was completely torn to pieces. Charles screamed in pain as he was directly drowned by the white holy light.
"It's finally done …"
Fangzheng wiped his cold sweat as he looked at the bald mage who had fainted on the ground. He had to admit that this mage was really hard to deal with. If it wasn't for Nimf's invasion and interference that directly seized control of the opponent's defensive spell, perhaps he would have to spend a lot of effort to kill this guy.
After dealing with the bald mage, the remaining cultists were basically useless to Fangzheng. These cultists could summon projections of inferior monsters from hell, but they didn't have much fighting power. Or rather, the ones who had fighting power were all silently killed by Fangzheng when he was rescuing them. The rest of the cultists were like chickens and dogs. Initially, they were able to suppress the Holy Temple Warriors with their advantage in numbers. However, after Fangzheng joined the battle, the situation immediately became one-sided. In front of the elusive phantoms, there was almost nothing that could stop them. Most of the cultists were killed, and the remaining ones were swarmed by the Holy Temple Warriors and were completely controlled by them.
So far, the operation could be said to be very successful. Not only did they rescue the Temple Warriors, but they also captured the bald mage. Although Fangzheng didn't know who the bald mage was, he was sure that he should be an important person.
But there was one thing that Fangzheng still couldn't figure out, and that was … why did his ability fail?
Was this mage very powerful?
To be honest, this was the first time Fangzheng had fought a mage from the main world, but at least from what he felt, this mage was not weak at all. More importantly, the bald mage was like a hedgehog, making it hard for Sheyan to attack him. Sheyan had tried to use his speed to ambush the bald mage several times before he could react, but his attacks were all blocked by the lightning shield around him. What's worse was that the spells released by the bald mage were either AOE attacks or had their own tracking abilities. They didn't even need to be aimed! Apart from the invincible Hearthstone, Fangzheng had no other good defensive means. He could only take the attacks head-on, or rely on Fina, the Archpriest.
Damn it, no matter what world it was, a mage was still a mage.
As for assassination? Fangzheng hadn't forgotten that he was the one who made the first move during the time halt, but his plan was broken by the enemy!
What the hell is going on?
"Mr. Fangzheng? What do we do now? "
While Fangzheng was deep in thought, Fina appeared in front of him and asked curiously. As for Fangzheng, he reined in his thoughts and shook his head before looking ahead. The whole camp was now under the control of the Temple Warriors, and the corpses of the cultists were everywhere. The projections of the monsters they controlled automatically dissipated after their masters died and returned to Hell.
The Temple Warriors also suffered a lot of losses. After all, they weren't Temple Knights like Conan, and their strength was only at the level of an elite. About five people died in the battle, but fortunately, most of them survived.
"Did you get any information from the cultists?"
"No."
Faced with Fangzheng's question, Fina shook her head.
"They committed suicide immediately after they were captured. We didn't even have time to stop them …."
"These guys are really strong-willed …."
Hearing Fina's answer, Fangzheng was taken aback. He originally wanted to capture a few of them alive to interrogate them, but he didn't expect these cultists to be more unyielding than he thought. They committed suicide when they saw that things were not going well. That didn't make sense. Wasn't the setting that all cultists were sinister, evil, and as timid as mice?
Fortunately, they still had a captive.
The bald sorcerer was still lying unconscious on the ground. It was unknown if it was due to his poor health, but Fangzheng could see that his face was pale and his breathing was rapid. He looked like he was about to be sent to the ICU for emergency treatment. But Fangzheng obviously didn't care about his life. He stared at the bald mage in front of him, thinking about how to wake him up. He couldn't do anything too troublesome, so he decided to give him a slap first.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Fangzheng!"
But just as Fangzheng was about to make his move, Fina hurriedly stopped him.
"It's dangerous to wake up a mage like this! I think we should make some preparations …. "
"Preparations? Seems like it's necessary. "
Hearing Fina's words, Fangzheng nodded. He finally understood that the mages in this place were more dangerous than those in the game. Who knew if this guy would activate some kind of shield after waking up and then escape? Many mages in the game knew spells like teleportation, so he didn't know if this bald mage knew any. Of course, it was better to be safe than sorry. If he really planned to run away, then Fangzheng's efforts would be in vain. What he controlled was time, not space. Oh, even time didn't seem to have any effect on this guy.
But ….
"Do you have any good ideas?"
"Sorry … I don't have any good ideas. I'm just a priest …."
Fina couldn't do anything about it. She was just a probationary priest, and the other party was a mage who was more powerful than her. Furthermore, a priest was a profession that leaned towards healing and protection, not imprisonment.
But at that moment, Nimf suddenly raised her hand.
"Master, I think I can give it a try."
"Oh?"
Hearing Nimf's words, Fangzheng looked at the little angel beside him.
"You have a way?"
"I think it shouldn't be a problem, but …."
"Since you're confident, give it a try."
Although Nimf was a little uneasy in front of Fangzheng, Fangzheng decided to let Nimf give it a try after some consideration. After all, Nimf had displayed a very magical power before. In the end, she was able to defeat the mage. Therefore, Fangzheng trusted Nimf very much.
"Yes!"
After receiving Fangzheng's response, Nimfu walked to the side of the unconscious bald sorcerer. Then, she reached out her right hand and pressed it on his forehead.
"Begin invasion!"
Following Nimf's whisper, a dazzling light shone from her hand and enveloped the bald mage in front of her. The light lasted for a few seconds, then quietly disappeared. At the same time, Nimf withdrew her hand from his forehead and turned around to nod at Fangzheng.
"Master, mission accomplished."
"Very well, then let's wake him up."
Upon hearing Nimf's answer, Fangzheng nodded. Then, he walked in front of the bald sorcerer and extended his hand to give him a series of slaps.
"Ugh …."
It was unknown if Fangzheng was too ruthless or if the sorcerer was too weak, but after a few slaps, the bald sorcerer finally woke up in a daze. He shook his head and opened his eyes. When he saw Fangzheng clearly, the bald mage's expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly raised his right hand.
"Disintegrate!!"
With a loud shout, the bald mage stretched out his right hand and pointed at Fangzheng. But … .nothing happened.
"…."
Seeing that Fangzheng was unscathed, the bald mage's face turned pale. He widened his eyes and looked at his hands in disbelief. Then, he began to wave his hands wildly. At the same time, he loudly chanted all kinds of mysterious incantations, but no matter how hard he chanted, it had no effect. Instead, he looked like he had lost his mind.
"How did you do it?"
Looking at the crazy bald mage, Fangzheng also looked curiously at Nimf and asked. Nimf smiled and gave the answer.
"It's nothing, Master. All I did was hack into his brain and place a lock-on on the part of his memory related to the use of magic. "
"…. In other words?"
"In other words, he has forgotten how to use magic."
"…."
Fangzheng was puzzled. Every word the other party said sounded scientific, so why did it sound so magical? Invaded the brain? Imposed a locking program? Are we sure we're talking about the real world and not the Matrix?
But forget it ….
Fangzheng smiled as he looked at the dumbfounded bald Venerable Master who stood rooted to the ground.
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