The majestic venom fell from the shield, falling to the ground like a cannonball, and quickly exploded.
The thick liquid eroded the ground, making a hissing sound.
The black-clothed bishop stood in the air with a cold gaze.
The magic shield surrounding him showed no damage on its surface.
He waved his hands violently, and the cuffs were pulled by the strong wind, causing them to fly.
A strange aura, with his body as the center, gradually spread to all directions.
When Kikimore smelled this smell, his body trembled, his jointed limbs kept rubbing against the ground, and he backed away, even climbing on Kikimore's body behind him.
Kikimore, who was slower to react, absorbed a large amount of this breath, foaming out of his mouth, staggering, and fell to the ground.
Arwen My nose moved and I smelled a pungent smell.
[Alchemy Extraction] With the use of Alchemy Perception's talent, he could smell the smell of wolfsbane, hellebore and other plants.
These plants are very effective at repelling and killing insects, and the smell is a kind of insecticide.
[Pheromone Domination] launched immediately and commanded the Kikimore army to retreat.
The black-clothed bishop sneered, "My sense of smell is really sensitive, I noticed it so quickly."
"Haha, I raise these Kikimore, so I naturally have a way to match them, and you will be next.
", before he finished speaking, a silent arrow quickly shot towards him, nailing his black shield.
The rotating arrows kept making sounds on the shield, and with the force of their strength, spider web-like cracks were drilled out.
The black-clothed bishop's laughter stopped abruptly, "Seeking death!"
After saying that, a dazzling magical halo flashed through, and the black-clothed bishop's body was like a divided cell, pulling out three bodies that were exactly the same size and dress as him.
The four of them quickly distanced themselves.
Arwen The cat looks around.
Is it an illusion?
No, under spiritual perception, each of these four figures exudes strong magic power fluctuations.
The eyes and irises under each Hydra mask exude a metallic luster.
Four voices echoed between heaven and earth.
"Witcher, today I will show you how an inferior creature like you, created under magic, dies under magic."
The black bishop's irises on the left glowed red, and he pressed his hands down violently.
Hot crimson flames, like pouring volcanoes, continuously spurted out from between his palms.
The falling Mars was mixed with rock blocks and fell into the Kikimore insect swarm.
The terrifying high temperature suddenly melted dozens of Kikimore into ashes.
Kikimore screamed, and the pungent smell of burnt carapace filled the air.
Arwen Move his hands towards the black-clothed bishop's position and press out in the void.
Igni Sign cooperates with [Eerie Green Flame], and with the blessing of [Hellhound] and [Kikimore Queen] mutations, a green fire snake is formed, surrounding the body and colliding with the high-temperature molten magma.
With a dull sound, extremely hot red waves exploded in all directions.
This hot wind is enough to burn an ordinary person's throat and trachea.
A slight surprise flashed in the black-clothed bishop's eyes.
He knew the demon hunter's Igni Sign, but it was obviously impossible to display such power.
A little green spark stained his wizard robe and quickly spread into a blazing flame.
His irises instantly turned from red to icy blue, and he blew a breath towards the burning corner of his robe, and the icy cold wind froze the green flames.
But inside the ice crystal, the flame is still beating and will melt it soon.
Seeing this, the black-clothed bishop seemed to have seen some treasure, "This flame----"
"Hum!"
A dark sword light fell in front of his sight.
But in the flash of lightning, the figure beside him blocked his vacant space.
A faint yellow color appeared between the irises, and a dark brown square magic shield appeared instantly.
Under the sound of gold and iron clashing, dazzling sparks erupted.
Arwen exerted force with both arms, and the shield instantly shattered.
But the four figures reacted extremely quickly and had already pulled away.
He stayed in the air for half a breath before quickly falling to the ground. His legs were slightly bent and he made no sound except for a circle of dust.
The high altitude just now was all due to the sword he used to jump up with his legs.
The black-clothed bishop lowered his eyes, blood slowly dripping from his chest.
Even with the magic shield cast, the sword energy still injured one of his clones, leaving a foot-long bloody mark on his chest.
The iris of the clone that had previously released lava turned cyan, and light spots gathered at the wound of the injured clone, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The black bishop's eyes were fixed on the blackened demon hunter.
Such terrifying speed, strength, and jumping ability are comparable to those of high-level vampires.
Arwen looked at this strange scene, and he frowned slightly at his understanding of the four clones.
These four clones may all be the main body, and if you only eliminate one of them, it will be difficult to kill him completely.
We must find a way to bring these four bodies together.
Also, the magic cast by these four bodies corresponds to air, fire, water, and earth, which are the four major elements of magic.
Such a person can definitely be called a master-level wizard, or even a legendary one.
Suddenly, an extremely cold and biting breath suddenly appeared from behind.
While putting on the Quen shield, quickly dodge to one side.
The sky was full of Ice Crystal Spike heading towards his position just now, pricking a forest of ice thorns on the ground.
Arwen did not stop, and in a small turn, a cyan wind blade passed by.
The sharp wind stung his skin, and the buzzing sound made his eardrums burst.
The wind blade struck the ground, leaving a thumb-deep mark.
It is not an easy task to deal with four wizards who stand tall in the air and have a high degree of control in succession.
One or two of them must be restrained before they can be defeated one by one.
Under [Pheromone Domination], Juvenile Kikimore Queen controlled the insect swarm to come back and launched a venom offensive against the Black Bishop.
The latter showed disdain in his eyes and wanted to follow the same example and release pesticides.
But when Fang was about to make a move, a ball was thrown in front of him like a cannonball.
The shells stood up like fish scales, and green fire exploded, forcing him to retreat while casting defensive magic.
Venom kept shooting at him, breaking down his shields.
"Damn bugs, that's all they can do."
Four voices echoed in the sky.
The four elements in the canyon began to go berserk.
Wind blades, flames, ice, and falling rocks spurted out from the hands of the four people, like artillery washing the ground, plowing over the Kikimore army over and over again.
Arwen saw Kikimore's army temporarily holding four people together and rushing toward the outskirts of the canyon.
The black bishop naturally noticed this. In just a few breaths, the four of them cleaned up most of Kikimore.
Then he put down his hands, and the figure suspended in the air took half a step back. A silver halo of light continued to expand, wrapping his entire body, and then the space distorted and disappeared into the air.
Arwen took advantage of this time and rushed into the forest.
Under the perception of mental power, magic power fluctuations came from four directions.
"Baron, is it too late to leave now?"
"Keep your flames and the method of controlling Kikimore!"
The two black bishops in the air behind him quickly overlapped.
The red and blue light interplay between the irises.
A tornado of flames that seemed capable of burning the world swept towards Arwen.
While running wildly, Arwen stepped on the brakes and quickly turned around. Silver light shot out from under the silver-gold glove on his right hand.
A gray-white monster appeared in front of him. His skin was as tight as cowhide, exposing his rugged bones.
The back was covered with fine blue lines. As the monster raised its head, its dead vertical pupils still exuded a violent aura.
Among the fangs and the dark throat, a little blue light emerged.
The light intensified, forming a ray of flames that suddenly shot out with the buzzing sound of a thousand birds chirping.
In an instant, the world-destroying flame tornado penetrated.
Not only that, Arwen threw out three blue bombs, which exploded in the collision of flames.
The three gorgeous ice flowers were instantly turned into white mist clouds by the high temperature, and were quickly swept around by the strong wind, shrouding the entire forest like a curtain.
In the blink of an eye, the thick fog completely submerged Arwen's figure.
Deprived of his sight, the black-clothed bishop closed his fingers slightly, feeling the hot mist and wind, and there was a hint of disbelief in his murmur.
"Yes----it's a dragon lizard----Dracolizard Golem----"
"Okay, I want to see how many trump cards you have?"
Green light flashed between the irises, air magic surged around, and the surrounding fog was gradually blown away by the strong wind.
Then at this moment, a black shadow broke through the thick fog, a giant sword was raised high, and the cat's eyes were ferocious.
The black-robed bishop froze, a chill creeping from his spine to his brain.
The sword light fell and split his body in half along the shoulders.
Blood rained down.
The silver halo of light suddenly expanded, sucking in the strong wind, trying to pull the two bodies in.
It's a portal.
The silver chain was thrown out from the waist, trying to grab the other half of the body.
However, the suction power of the teleportation technique suddenly increased greatly, and it quickly approached, completely engulfing that half of the body.
Seeing this, Arwen had no choice but to grab the black bishop's head and quickly fall to the ground, his black hair dancing wildly.
As soon as he landed on the ground, questioning voices came from his palms.
"When?"
The blood soaked the ebony mask, and the body of the black bishop did not die immediately.
Arwen didn't answer him.
Northern Wind Bomb cooperates with high temperature to form mist instantly.
Coupled with his green talent [Illusory Mist Invisibility], he can become fully invisible in the fog.
There is also the Hydra mask made by Francesca. Its concealment function allows Arwen to completely restrain its aura.
The witcher will not make any sound when lurking, just like Ghost at night.
With such blessing, it is basically impossible for anyone to see through it, even a powerful wizard.
The last sneak attack on Atamont was unsuccessful, which was also caused by the amethyst pendant that concealed the aura and was given to Vesemir.
He peeled off the Hydra mask of the black bishop with his palm.
Arwen, who was used to seeing monsters, couldn't help but shrink his cat eyes slightly when he saw this face.
To be precise, this is not a human face.
There is no nose or mouth, and the entire skin is as smooth as a hard-boiled egg that has been peeled.
Even in those eyes, the irises still reflect the metallic luster. If you look closely, they are also a pair of glass eyeballs.
"Surprised? Witcher?"
The skin where the mouth was originally trembled slightly, making a cold sound.
"Boom!"
His irises lost their luster, and the thick fog was blown away by the strong wind.
Not far away, Dracolizard Golem is firmly bound to the ground by rocks.
Three figures were suspended in the air, and beside them, there was the half-cut body.
"Mortal swordsmanship cannot hurt me at all. I am an immortal existence."
"You try your best to kill with one strike. To me, it's like a baby holding a stick to show off your power. It's not worth mentioning."
"I'll give you another chance, return your body to me, offer your flames, and the method to control Kikimore."
Give him your body back?
It seems that it is not easy to build a body that can carry consciousness.
"Heh----"
Arwen Use five fingers to exert force, and the smooth egg face begins to become deformed under the huge compression.
The pair of glass eyeballs were squeezed out of their sockets alive along with the blood and fell to the ground.
"Pah!"
The head was crushed.
The three pairs of glass eyeballs of the black bishop in the sky all showed angry expressions.
"Damn it!"
The value of this clone is far beyond what money can measure.
It is a physical body, a physical body that can carry the soul of a great wizard. It is completely rare in this world.
The magic power quickly flowed towards their direction, and the black-clothed bishop fell into rage.
Arwen raised his left hand, raised his index finger, and let out a gentle hiss.
The black bishop's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt an extremely chaotic force spreading around him.
"Boom!"
That half of the body exploded with a bang, and a green nebula with a diameter of fifty meters spread in the blink of an eye.
Tiny lightning bolts kept swimming like water snakes.
The swimming magic turned into a pool of stagnant water.
The black-clothed bishop's chest felt tight and he was almost out of breath. The three figures standing in the air began to fall to the ground without the support of magic power.
It's Dimeritium Bomb!
This damn despicable demon hunter hid a bomb in that half of his body!
As soon as the falling body left the green nebula, a silver bolt bound the person like lightning.
The huge force pulled his body and flew away towards Arwen.
The giant sword swept out.
The head was crushed into bloody foam by the sword energy.
Then came the second one, killing him with one blow.
When the last person was reached, Arwen raised his head and found that the opponent had stopped falling and was standing under the Dimeritium Bomb nebula.
According to common sense, that area is already a forbidden area.
Magic shouldn't exist.
But the black wizard robe fluttered with the strong wind, and the anger in those glass eyes almost engulfed Arwen.
At this moment, Arwen was also shocked.
Dimeritium can indeed stop magic, but it only stagnates the magic in that area of the world, which does not mean that the magic disappears.
The way the black bishop looks now reminds him of Tissaia·DE·Viris.
In the later Thanedd Island Garstang Palace, the legendary sorceress used a spell to forcibly lift the forbidden magic seal.
This great power, and the forcible mobilization of magic power under the influence of Dimeritium, are nothing more than that.
"Boom!"
The black lightning behind him changed and began to gradually dissipate, and the magic circle was destroyed----