Arwen looked at the falling flames, and his body kept moving around.
The opponent was a great wizard, and the fireballs he released accurately intercepted all his forward paths.
Got the idea to avoid it, and...
Thinking of this, he rushed towards the heavy fog on the left.
Several more fireballs crashed in, opening gaps one after another.
Arwen activates [Illusory Mist Invisibility], and the whole body disappears in the fog.
Atamont raised his eyebrows and waved his mental strength.
"The Art of Kirigakure? Humph!"
He kept chanting spells in his mouth, the staff lit up with magic light, and Fireball Spell blasted towards the position of Arwen in the fog.
Under his perception, Arwen's body was getting further and further away.
"Run away?"
Atamont was startled for a moment, but instead of pursuing him, he sneered.
"No, it's just a clumsy trick to lure me over."
As a wizard, without the protection of the golem, fighting a demon hunter in close combat is not a wise choice.
This feat was probably only accomplished by the later Vilgefortz.
As he spoke, he raised his left hand, drew a circle in the air with his palm, and the ring on his index finger sent out a message.
He issued an order to the golems, asking them to close their formation and fight the demon hunters present.
Then, a silvery-white light spot emerged from behind him. The light spot grew larger and larger, and the strong wind sucked it into it.
Someone opened the portal for him in the distance.
He moved backwards, his staff still pointing at the position where Arwen disappeared.
Next, just go through the portal and get out of here for now.
The blatant assassination of the dean of Ban Ade Magic Academy seriously violated the law of Kaedwen.
And the knight army of Marquis Upper March is not far away.
Also, one of the female descendants of his family is the wife of Margrave Luitpold Lindenbrog, now the Marquise.
It is also for this reason that he appeared in Brunan Castle and met Viscount Jennings.
Based on these relationships, he can completely second the Upper March Knight Corps to surround this place.
A mere demon hunter cannot stop the well-trained knights with Dimeritium.
Not to mention the help of his wizard.
Atamont looked proud and seemed to have seen Arwen being put on the dissection bed.
"You can't escape."
Suddenly, Atamont had a sudden impulse, and a panic filled his heart.
"Wrong!"
"There's something missing, that must be it!"
He suddenly turned around and saw a figure appearing behind him at the location connected to the teleportation gate.
The man was tall and tall, with gray-white hair hanging down his head. Under his amber cat eyes, there was boundless murderous intent.
The bloodless lips moved, making a slight gasping sound like a viper's hiss.
The silver-studded glove in his left hand was clenched so hard that the glass was crushed.
Green liquid flowed out from between his fingers, and when it met the air, it quickly evaporated into green smoke, and then exploded like a nebula.
Wherever it went, the flowing magic in the world stagnated and became a pool of stagnant water.
It's a magic potion bomb made from Dimeritium.
The silver portal buzzed, the silver light was chaotic, and disappeared in an instant.
The strong wind came back and messed up Atamont's gray hair.
On the raised steel sword, a cold light swung down like lightning.
Atamont's pupils condensed into a dot, and the amulet attached to his chest was triggered before Dimeritium was completely eroded, and his body began to become illusory.
"Tsk!"
Silver light fell and blood sprayed.
A severed arm fell on the lawn, the purple sleeves were stained with blood, and the fingers were still twitching.
Atamont's body disappeared and appeared three hundred meters away out of thin air, as if teleporting.
His body was shaking continuously, his right hand was covering his left arm, blood was flowing out from his fingers, and he was moaning in pain.
The metallic irises began to dim, and the gems on the staff kept flickering.
He stared at the green nebula where he was just now with malicious eyes, and there was still a small electric current swimming in it.
In the green mist, a pair of vertical pupils first lit up, and then the burly figure slowly walked out.
Atamont's voice was trembling, and he gasped in pain, with confusion.
"Hey, damn it, when did they come around behind me and these demon hunters? Why didn't my mental perception notice them?"
If the teleportation amulet hadn't been triggered, that sword would have cut off his head instead of his arm.
Suddenly, his eyes noticed the amethyst pendant hanging on the chest of the gray-haired demon hunter.
He suddenly understood and gritted his teeth.
"It's an amulet, an amulet that hides the breath!"
This amethyst pendant would definitely look familiar if White River Domain, Leo·Baron Kremer were present.
This was obtained from him after he killed an elf mage while fighting the elves at the Kaedwen border.
At that time, his wife Sienna fell in love with this pendant at first sight and liked it very much.
Baron of White River secretly hid the pendant and did not report it to Marquis Upper March. Instead, he gave it to Sienna, whom he loved deeply at the time.
This kind of secret hiding of trophies is not uncommon in today's era of land reclamation.
The great nobles also turned a blind eye to these things.
Later Arwen came to White River Domain and met Werewolf Damian.
In order to lift the Werewolf curse on his son, Sienna gave this amethyst pendant to Arwen as a reward.
As for its concealment effect, it was also identified by the sorceress Freyja.
Vesemir held the steel sword and kicked Atamont's left arm open with his spiked boots.
His voice was very low, as if he was sobbing, and also mixed with anger.
"This sword is for my old friend, Bernjof."
"As for you, Atamont," Vesemir raised his head, wiped away the blood from the steel sword in his hand, and pointed it straight at him, his expression extremely ferocious, "It's time to pay back the blood of my School of the Wolf."
Atamont coughed up a mouthful of blood, "Ha, who did I think it was? It turned out to be you, the demon hunter who was lucky enough to survive back then?"
"The potion magic mist made by Dimeritium? It cost a lot of money, it's really a good calculation."
"But it's a pity that I didn't inhale much. It just affected the speed of my spell casting."
Suddenly, he felt a vibration coming from the ground.
This vibration becomes more and more intense as time goes by.
His mental energy dispersed backwards, and he immediately stood up straight, enduring the severe pain and showing a sarcastic smile.
"Witcher, do you hear that? What is this sound?"
Vesemir Binaural listening.
"Da da da!"
The sound of horse hooves came from behind Atamont.
Vesemir looked around, and with the blessing of the cat's eyes and the magic potion [cat], he saw a large number of dark red shadows in the fog.
And the faintly waving flag.
The upper part is a unicorn horse, the lower part is a gemstone coat of arms, and red stripes on a white background.
Vesemir The secret passage is not good.
They are the knights of the Upper March Margrave Lindenbrog of Kaedwen, and the knights of the Grafiakan Family in the royal jurisdiction.
Atamont said arrogantly, "Demon hunter, you should regret that you didn't chop off my head with that sword."
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I asked the editor today and found out that I have read enough and can put it on the shelf for full attendance.
Thanks again to all readers and editors for your encouragement, allowing me to continue writing.
This moved Xiaodouzi so much that he knelt down in front of the gentleman.
In fact, I want to publish updates, but as a newbie, my ability is really limited.
Each of these 100 chapters was coded one by one by me using the keyboard. Only some data were queried using AI, so it was very slow to write. It took 5 to 6 hours to write 4,000 words plus revisions.
As you guys know, writing novels is just a part-time job for me. I even went to other places a few days ago and spent five days on it.
During this period of time when I was away from the computer, I could only use my mobile phone to code, and because of the interference from work and colleagues, the speed was even slower. I lost a lot of reading, my mentality was directly exploded, and I ran out of saved manuscripts.
Therefore, breaking the news is really difficult for me.
But Xiaodouzi promises that I will write more and send it out during my break.
Stand at attention after being beaten!
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