These so-called "deflection fields" and "flowing arrow protection" are not even qualified to stand in the way of the cane, let alone stand in the way of its might! In the blink of an eye, countless dense and messy illusory filaments were burned to ashes by the red flames. The main body of the cane finally broke through the last line of defense and shot towards Buck with the aura of burning everything. “What the hell is this!?” The muscles on Buck's face twitched wildly, his eyes widened, and he could no longer remain calm and cried out in disbelief. He only felt that the red flames were like sharp blades, cutting his body open, almost cutting every inch of skin into pieces of bloody flesh! And that scorching air wave suddenly swept through his whole body, making his ruptured wounds feel unbearable heat, like being tortured by a branding iron. "what!" He couldn't help but scream out, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Under the impact of this scorching air wave, the blood, bones, and internal organs in his body all suffered a strong impact.
That kind of pain is like being burned and washed by a real fire. It made him tremble all over and suffer unbearable pain! At this moment, he finally felt the approach of death. "……Do not!" Buck's eyes turned red and he let out a low growl of anger and fear. "N-no... Damn it!" His eyes were bulging out, with obvious bloodshot veins surrounding his pupils. The lingering red flames alone caused him such great damage. What would happen if he was hit directly by the red agate staff wrapped in the aura of destruction and death? There is no doubt that this will lead to complete destruction with no room for negotiation! He gritted his teeth, seized the last opportunity, and roared out a series of short syllables: "%#￥@￥!" It is not a universal language of mankind, but an unknown language that contains mystery and natural power and is hidden in the mist of history! At the same time as this string of strange, meaningless syllables was uttered, before any changes occurred in his body... The red agate cane, burning with red flames, was blasting towards him with a terrifying heat wave. The ground beneath his feet and beside him also cracked instantly, with cracks spreading out like a spider web. His figure was swallowed up and submerged by the horrifying crimson flames and disappeared completely. The dark red flame slowly rose up and hovered above the ground like a fiery red mushroom cloud, emitting a scorching air wave that swept across an area of dozens of meters. "call……" The heat wave gradually subsided.
The mushroom cloud rose higher and higher, its volume expanded rapidly, but its color became darker and more transparent, and the outline of its edges became blurred. Eventually, it vanished into thin air, revealing the land it originally covered. The entire ground turned dark red, like a piece of magma. The rising temperature filled the entire area with a scorching atmosphere. Even the air was constantly evaporating, making crackling sounds. “Snap, snap, snap…” At this moment, a dark red color, almost pure black, appeared in the center of the explosion, on the deep sunken ground that looked like it had been doused with kerosene. It was spread thinly on the ground, not very large in area, with irregular edges, like a shadow projected on the ground. Then, the shadow suddenly surged, the center swelled rapidly, and then condensed rapidly, and a person "grew" out. The man with brown hair, slender eyes and a handsome face is none other than Buck, the deacon of the Church of Life. His beautiful, straight tuxedo was already tattered and could only barely cover his body. It was extremely burnt black and covered with white ash, and looked very fragile, as if it would fall apart at the slightest touch. He stood there with a pale face, hunched over, gasping for breath. His breathing was as heavy as a bellows, and his whole body was staggering, looking very weak. But his skin, his body, was intact. It seemed as if the traces left by the burning scarlet flames just now were all illusions. His face was extremely pale and his body seemed frail. However, the corner of his mouth slightly raised a strange arc, revealing a... A smile that holds a hint of victory. Chapter 169 It’s sure! "I...I survived..." Standing among the ashes and residual flames, Buck let out a long breath and spread out his right hand that was clenched in front of his lower abdomen. A strange crystal lay quietly in the palm of his right hand, with a deep, quiet and mysterious red light rising and falling in it. "Luckily, I have the 'Escape into Shadows' spell given to me by the Bishop, which can make me immune to all damage for a short period of time. Otherwise, I would have died just now..." He muttered to himself in a very weak voice, feeling relieved but also aching: "This is the second time I've used it... Damn it, I only have one more durability left..." After putting the clear and transparent glowing crystal back into his tattered coat, he raised his head with some difficulty and looked at the cloaked girl standing not far away. The corner of his mouth still maintained that victorious smile. Although the red flame attack carried by the red agate staff was far beyond the level of ordinary righteous magicians. But Buck didn't think that the cloaked girl who performed this move would be a magician or a psychic warrior. The reason is actually very simple... He glanced at the index finger of his right hand with the corner of his eye. There was a silver ring on it, which had a spiritual luster and was a cool light blue. This was a spiritual equipment he brought with him before this operation, which could roughly detect all spiritual fluctuations within a radius of several dozen meters.
As long as a magician or psychic warrior enters the detection range, its luster will turn into a warning blood red. But now, the faint light it emitted was only light blue, which could only mean that there was a supernatural being nearby. This is a spiritual device that the Bishop had recently crafted himself, and its precision and accuracy have reached a level that is almost impossible to deceive. Unless one is a wizard who has reached the realm of "Light Smelting Master", or a warrior who has reached the realm of "God of the Underworld", or a "Saint", there is almost no one who can shield himself from detection! But, this is impossible! Both "Metallurgists" and "Saints" are extremely scarce. Even in large-scale official organizations such as the Imperial Law Master Corps and the Nine Churches, they are at the pinnacle of strength and status. How could they possibly appear in Loen City? Not to mention the "Underworld God" warriors. Characters of this level only exist in rumors, and no one knows whether they really exist. Besides, this cloaked girl doesn't look very old, maybe only in her teens, so it's impossible for her to be very strong. There are magicians of this age in the vast and glorious Plantagenet Empire, but there are only one or two of them, and both are high-ranking officials in the empire, close to the top of the power pyramid, and big figures with extremely powerful backgrounds. In other words... although the cloaked girl in front of him released that powerful red flame attack just now, she herself is at most at the level of a regular mage! "Is he carrying some powerful high-level spiritual equipment?" Buck made a judgment in his heart with a cold smile, "Or has he overdrawn his spiritual power through some secret method?" In either case, the girl released power far beyond her normal level. This will inevitably lead to a result: Her spirituality will bear a huge burden! Because whether using spiritual equipment or performing secret techniques, one cannot circumvent the basic principles of the supernatural realm. That is, "whatever is advanced must be repaid" and "whatever exists must be limited"! A true wizard may indeed be able to cast spells at the level of a mage, but it is impossible for him to do so all the time. Just like myself, even though I have the "Escape into Shadows" talisman which is far beyond my ability, it still has a lifespan limit of three times. "Have you run out of tricks?" Buck's narrow eyes lit up with cruelty, and his handsome face twisted slightly, "Then it's my turn!" He suddenly pulled out a small silver object from his pocket. It was a silver brooch, exactly the same as the one left in the shallow pit after the first puppet exploded! However, the brooch in his hand was still smooth and new, without any rust or cracks. As a red light emerged from the brooch and entered his body, his complexion quickly turned rosy and improved. In just a moment, he recovered from the weak, shaky, and unable to stand straight appearance a few seconds ago to a state of full energy and physical strength! And that brooch, like its "predecessor", became rusty, like a piece of iron that had been stored for more than ten years. ——This is one of the advanced spiritual equipment that is stockpiled in large quantities within the Church of Life: the “Spirit Cup”. It can devour the spiritual energy in the body of a supernatural person and store it inside. When necessary, it will release the stored spiritual energy at the cost of destroying itself to "replace" the spiritual energy of the holder and bear the burden of using supernatural powers. In other words, it can restore HP and MP to full with one click!
And he brought more than a dozen such "spiritual cups" today! He just couldn't believe it. With such thorough preparations, he still couldn't do anything to a little brat with unknown origins? ! In short, it’s a sure thing! "I want to see what kind of person you are, little girl. How can you have the courage to hinder the Lord's will..." Thinking of this, his facial muscles twitched slightly again. The spirit cup is not cheap at all, and many of its materials are in short supply and cannot be obtained with money alone. Even as a deacon of the Church of Life, he would only have less than twenty coins left after clearing out all his reserves. He knew very well that this battle would be very costly, and he might have to pay for it with seven, eight or even a dozen "Spirit Cups". ——Who knows how far this little bitch is from her limit? And all these reluctance and heartache soon turned into anger. The combination of his annoyance at having his plans ruined and his resentment at having his colleague Les killed formed a hatred that was almost tangible. And this hatred, which was so strong that it revealed the smell of blood and sulfur, was now all concentrated on the girl in the cloak! “If it weren’t for you… haha,” a terrifying ferocity emerged on his handsome face, “I will let you know the consequences of angering me and my master. I will make you wish you were neither alive nor dead, and make you regret being born into this world… haha, haha…” "Hmm... Is this the limit of this thing?" Qi Ji carefully checked the situation in front of him and confirmed that the red agate cane had been reduced to ashes and no longer existed under the impact of the released energy. He whispered with a little disappointment. The "Red Flame Staff" move just now was actually her improvisation. Most of the crimson flames and the energy that surged out in the final explosion were not provided by Qi Ji himself, but came from the spirituality within the cane. In this process, she only played a role of promotion and catalyst. It can be said that the destructive power of that attack represents the level and grade of the cane itself. “What… That’s it. I thought it was some advanced magic weapon.” She looked at the hideous and terrifying pit in front of her and sighed with disgust. “After all, it’s the personal equipment of a small leader of a big evil cult. Why is it so lame…” At this moment, Buck, who was standing in the explosion pit not far away...suddenly disappeared. "Watch your back!" I heard Nancy's slightly panicked cry. Chapter 170 The Result of Mistakes In Nancy's vision, Buck, who was originally standing in a pit filled with smoke and dust and with charred and red soil, suddenly became blurred, like a marshmallow melting into water, and disappeared without a trace. Then, in the space three or four meters behind the cloaked girl, a large number of blood-red bubbles emerged like phantoms, gurgling and rising, gathering and condensing with each other, and the texture quickly settled, vaguely forming a figure. Without having time to think about what this meant, as soon as the strange change happened, she hurriedly shouted to Qi Ji, who was standing there muttering to himself and seemed completely unresponsive. Hearing her call, Qi Ji's mind shifted away from his complaints about the red agate cane and his attention returned to reality.
In fact, there was no need for her to remind her. The moment before Buck's body disappeared, her inspiration detected obvious spiritual fluctuations, which meant that he had secretly activated his extraordinary power. With Qi Ji's thinking and analytical abilities, it only takes a moment for him to determine the approximate effect of the spell he wants to cast. Apparently, this was a spell that allowed the user to quickly relocate, a sort of short-distance "flash". The "blood bubbles" that gathered together burst at the same time, turning into scattered red mist, and Buck's ragged figure emerged from it. "Wheel of Misfortune!"