Claire What I thought at first was that I haven't seen anything yet, so why bother? But I didn't expect these guys to be convinced so easily.
How to fix this? Do you still want to see them fight each other? I can only justify myself by saying that anyway, the strength of those on the opposite side cannot kill me, so letting them consume some combat power from each other will prevent me from taking too many shots in the end.
"Are you ready?" Moor whispered.
Everyone nodded slowly, gripped their weapons hard, and there was a hint of murderous intent in their eyes.
"Shadow Cover!" Moor put his palms on the ground and silently recited a series of obscure spells. Then the bodies of Claire and others underwent strange changes, clinging to the ground like two-dimensional creatures that turned into shadows.
Moor opened his mouth and gestured. "Let's go!"
Then the seven people turned into shadows and quickly crawled along the walls and the ground, leaning against the backs of the buildings to block their own figures, while the group in front was still looking at the mural on the wall in front of them, trying to deduce something.
Claire and others approached the other party more than 20 meters away, but the other party's people were not aware of it at all.
Claire's eyes flashed, and when he was about to use some small means to remind the other party, the witch in the group suddenly looked left and right for a few times and screamed, "Something's wrong! There's someone nearby!"
Moor immediately lifted the spell effect upon seeing this, jumped out from the shadows, and shouted, "Find your target! Take action!"
After saying that, he threw Withered Bone with a palm towards the bald wizard. Although the bald wizard reacted when the wizard screamed, Moor's attack was also timely, and he had no time to take corresponding defensive measures.
He could only quickly condense a low-level witchcraft defense in front of him. The palm-shaped Withered Bone exploded the moment it touched the witchcraft defense. The explosion from a distance directly destroyed the witchcraft defense. Half of the bald wizard's arm stretched out to cast a spell was also blown to pieces.
The remaining wizards also launched their own attacks. The taciturn green-robed wizard looked like Thunder God Descends. The electro-optical balls spinning around him continuously shot out thigh-thick lightning bolts, striking his target.
It is more difficult for the rickety old man. His grandson is a fourth-level wizard who cannot keep up with the strength of these Archmage. He can only protect his grandson and then confront the two wizards on the other side. However, no one sympathizes with him. If he is killed by the other side, it can only be said that he has done something wrong, and he has to bring his grandson here.
Christine Although he said he had a good relationship with one of them, he was not merciful at all when fighting. He broke up half of the opponent's body in the first sneak attack.
As soon as the battle started, the crowd that had gathered on the other side quickly spread out and became several battlefields.
Claire turned around and took a few glances. Those people picked people he knew and were familiar with, leaving only the good-looking witch for him.
"Hello! Little sister." Claire stretched out his hand to say hello.
The sorcerer's eyes were full of vigilance, and he watched Claire's movements carefully, fearing that Claire would suddenly explode.
Claire glanced at the wizards fighting around him with a smile, then withdrew his gaze, looked at each other and said, "I never like to fight and kill like them. If this is not the case, we will not fight. When they decide the winner, we will take a look at the remaining people. Whichever side has fewer people can just surrender."
The witch couldn't figure out what Claire was thinking, so she closed her mouth and stared at Claire.
"Don't you want to?" Claire was confused.
"But that's right, they are all fighting and we don't fit in so well, so let's pretend to fight, but don't take it too seriously, I'm pretty good at it."
After saying that, Claire slowly began to recite the spells of this world. This was really not intentional. He was familiar with the construction of witchcraft models in this world, but except for a few practical ones, he had not practiced many other witchcraft spells.
The witch opposite heard the spell Claire muttered and knew what spell he was going to cast. It was a low-level attack witchcraft, which was very weak for Archmage like her.
"Giant Serpent Devour!" The witch raised her hand and cast a spell on Claire.
A series of spells were quickly finished, and Claire suddenly heard a wave of space fluctuations. A giant snake like a Titan emerged from the side of Claire, opened its mouth and pounced towards Claire.
"Huh?!" Claire listened to his clumsy recitation of the spell, and turned back to look at the giant snake that was rushing towards him. The giant snake opened its abyss-like mouth as if it was going to swallow Claire in one gulp. A strong fishy smell was already coming from the snake before it even reached its mouth.
After Claire glanced briefly to confirm the trajectory of the giant snake, he quickly tapped his toes on the ground and jumped into the air, just passing by the giant snake. As he passed by, Claire also kicked the giant snake with his foot.
Claire wondered, "Entity... living creature?"
The giant snake did not turn around to attack when it passed by Claire. As if it had completed its mission, its body became illusory and then submerged into the strange space.
After falling from the air, a smile appeared on Claire's lips, and he said with interest, "Unlike summoning spells, the witchcraft in this world is quite interesting in some aspects. I don't see the principle of this witchcraft."
The wizard was also surprised when she saw Claire's actions. This was the first time she had seen such an agile wizard like Claire, which also meant that many of her methods could not have the desired effect on the opponent.
"Is there any more?" Claire asked with interest.
A trace of fear flashed in the wizard's eyes, and she took a few steps back, staring at Claire without saying a word.
"Since you don't plan to move, then it's my turn." Claire smiled, and then quickly recited a specially practiced advanced witchcraft.
"Shadow Fireball!"
Hearing Claire cast the spell so quickly, a look of "Sure enough" flashed in the witch's eyes. The low-level witchcraft just now was indeed a bluff.
As Claire's spell ended, black flames ignited in the shadow of the witch's feet, and several black fireballs suddenly emerged from underneath her and bombarded her quickly.
But she was also familiar with this witchcraft. The moment the witchcraft took effect and the black flames ignited, she cast a Flight Sorcery on herself, and she could fly out from the formed witchcraft attack range.
This requires a lot of skill, and the timing must be just right. If it is too fast, the fireball will be delayed, and if it is too slow, you will not be able to escape at all. Only at the moment when the black fireball is formed, and the attack range is fixed, is the best time to escape.
"Awesome, awesome!" Claire praised. He discovered this flaw when he was practicing this witchcraft, but he didn't expect that the other party could use this flaw so perfectly.
When the wizard heard Claire's words, she gave him a dissatisfied look. She didn't like Claire's extremely casual and cynical attitude.
Just as the wizard was about to take action, he heard an excited roar from the surrounding area, "Okay! I've killed the opponent!"
Claire turned around, and the one who made the sound was Moor on his side. The rest of the wizards on his side also had the advantage. It was only a matter of time before the other side lost.
"Don't worry, old man, I'm here to help you." Moor After finishing dealing with his opponent, he immediately rushed towards the rickety old man.
After Moor joined the battle, the pressure on the rickety old man's side suddenly decreased a lot. He and his level 4 grandson cooperated with Moor to instantly suppress the two opponents.
Claire After reading this, he turned back to look at the witch and said with a smile, "Look at this situation, let's not fight. Our side will definitely win."
The wizard's face was filled with uncertainty. She could see that the only one who would lose if this situation continued was her own side. She felt even worse when Claire said this, and she said coldly, "Shut up!"
Claire raised his eyebrows in surprise, but did not shut up, but continued, "You have a bad temper."