Demon Sage Chapter 135

"Your Excellency... No, Mr. Grant, is your strength only at this level?"

Stepping on the gravel on the ground, Rastolle took a few steps out, leaning against the wall, keeping a part of his body in the shadows all the time.

Donald did not respond, maintaining the existence of a strong shield, and the casting of Spirit Razor requires a lead time of several seconds.

"Don't you know that it is extremely stupid to use spells that take a long time to cast in front of the enemy?"

The pitch-black arrow that Donald had seen before formed again, Rastoller waved his hand, and the arrow shot out. His footsteps moved forward at the same time, trying to close the distance.

It's just that when he rushed forward, a blue ghost jumped out of the ground rubble on the left and right sides and behind the ground, holding a short knife weapon formed from the condensed soul energy, in three directions towards Lars. Toler's body slashed away.

After absorbing souls, the bone spirit disk has the ability to enslave these souls. As long as Donald consumes a certain amount of mental power, he can drive these souls to attack the enemy for him.

This is a trap. Donald used the spirit body razor technique in order to make Rastole launch the offensive impatiently. The bone spirit disk had already been activated.

He was suddenly surrounded and killed by three parties, but Rastoller's reaction was not slow. He spread his hands left and right, and immediately two black mists spewed from his palms to disperse the ghosts.

However, this does not mean that he is completely out of trouble. Although the ghost behind him was also blocked by the black mist, he still took the opportunity to swing his short knife. A wound appeared on Rastole's back with the sound of clothes breaking.

Donald was stunned. He didn't intend to rely on this to cause damage to Rastole, but just wanted to delay his progress.

I didn't expect it to be so easy...

It is true that the ability of the Bone Spirit Disc to control ghosts in raids is indeed beyond expectations, which I am afraid that Rastoller himself did not expect. Trading, who knew that this strange thing would be used on him so quickly.

But in Donald's view, even in an emergency, Rastolle is still capable of defending against this raid.

The truth was that Rastole only parried on the left and right sides, with defenses behind him, but he did not fully block, and was still slashed.

"Mr. Rastolle's injuries last night don't seem to have healed yet, don't you think he died too slowly?"

Donald noticed that Rastoller's reaction and control over the shadows had weakened, and there was only one reason. The damage done to him last night was far more serious than it appeared on the surface.

"It's enough to solve you, young man full of lies!"

He knows his own affairs best. In Rastole's view, he still has a 100% chance of winning against Donald.

Take off that layer of demon disguise, who is the other party?

In two months, he was just a cowardly and useless young man. What if he got some strange objects and talent potions in the past two months?

The ghosts that had been swept away by the black fog stepped forward again. This time, Rastolle did not give them another chance. The long shadow knife condensed with one hand directly smashed a ghost, several arrows pierced through one, and the rest The attack sidesteps to avoid, turning back is a horizontal slash.

"It's just three low-level ghosts!"

After all, the Bone Spirit Plate was obtained by Rastoller, and Rastoller also knew some of its effects. The summoned ghost can be recovered and used again, but if it is destroyed, it is completely destroyed and cannot be regenerated.

Under the premise that he was on guard, these three ghosts would not pose any threat.

However, when he turned around again and looked at Donald, what he saw was the psionic blade floating beside him, and the hands pushing forward.

Bigby Strikes Palm!

The vibration of the air was not difficult to detect, and Rastolle attracted a cloud of black mist to open a barrier in front of him, resisting the impact of Bigby's attacking palm.

And this is also in Donald's calculation. In the face of Rastolle, a guy who is stronger than himself, what Donald has to do is to keep attacking after seizing the opportunity.

The psionic blade on his side drew an arc under the control of the invisible servant and flew from the right to the black mist shield created by Rastoller.

Of course, Rastole also noticed this attack, and while choosing to defend again, he tried to condense the dark arrows again.

"Sure enough, an old guy with such an age has a fighting style of close combat."

Donald, who witnessed most of the battles in the covert last night, had long discovered that Rastolle's long-range attack method only had one type of dark arrow and the shadow tentacles whose attack distance could only be said to be in the middle. With the long knife in his hand, the attack response to the ghost is to slash with the long knife, rather than solve it with the power of shadows.

This gives Donald more room to play.

Maintaining the existence of the black fog shield in front of him, Rastolle was about to swing his long knife, but suddenly there was a strange noise in his ear, he turned his head and looked to the other side, Donald suddenly appeared in his unguarded On the right side, another psionic blade flew straight in his hand.

Sound from east to west?

Before he could think about it, Rastolle hurriedly raised the knife and turned around, trying to block this attack.

Donald put one hand on the facebook, and a few days ago when he helped Rastoll translate the book of darkness, he wrote the translation on the facebook. Putting the tag on face-to-face, now comes in handy.

Bind the chains!

The casting of the spell was completed within 2 seconds. This time, Donald consumed more mental power than the basic spell required. The energy chain created no longer just trapped Rastole's legs, but tried to bind his body directly.

This is Donald's strongest combined attack at present, and the means can be said to be fully exposed.

Rastole was bound with chains all over his body, and because he was distracted by a face-to-face book, when he realized that what was there was just a phantom, and then turned around, the real psionic blade was already in front of him.

bang~

The smoke and dust caused by the impact rolled up. Donald eagerly wanted to know the effect of his attack and turned on his spiritual vision. The black light-emitting human figure in his sight did not disappear.

It's not even dim, instead it's getting more intense...

"Donald Grant, I admit to underestimating you, but if you want to kill me by this means, you underestimate me too much!"

The smoke dissipated, Rastolle stood on the gravel pile, and the ring on the right index finger that had been shown to Donald was overflowing with a layer of gray-white energy. This was not used to form a shield or an energy weapon, but It floated in the air, and finally poured into Rastoller's large mouth and nostrils. . . .

The body, which was a little thin due to age, swelled like a puff of air, the clothes on his body were torn, and the muscles of the block couldn't wait to hold up. In just a few seconds, Rastolle's side was almost the same as Donald's. , literally pulled up nearly a head.

Donald retracted what he said earlier that he still chose the melee style at such a young age, no wonder he chose melee with this ability!

Donald treats Rastolle as a demonic pact, focusing all attention on his demonic powers, thereby ignoring the crucial fact why Rastolle was chosen as a demonic pact By.

This old guy has great potential in himself. He has been in charge of a considerable part of the church's power as a high-level executive of the Church of Shia these years. Rastole lives in the old house three years ago and has not hired a large number of disciples. In his 60s, he is more interested in beautiful women. No interest, what are the resources in his hands used for?

The answer is right in front of you.

Talent: Humble body!

Talent: Energy Transformation!

Strange Object: Siphon Bone Ring!

The siphon bone ring can absorb the soul and blood of other people and turn it into a special energy. Modesty means being receptive. His body is enough to accept the flow of this special energy, and finally transforms them into powerful energy. strength.

Two talents plus a strange object, when taken out separately, the effect is only average, it can be said to be tasteless, but when they are combined, the power that erupts is shocking!

Last night, I met 5 elite silver moon guards, and the energy storage in the siphon bone ring is not used for unlimited times. I thought it would be used desperately, but who knew that two masked people appeared behind to help him, so he saved this The means are now just used here.

"Donald Grant~www.mtlnovel.com~ Are you ready to accept my anger?"

Rastolle held the dark long knife in his hand and swung it casually. The strong wind pressure directly blew the smoke and dust around him. He wanted to say a few harsh words, but what he saw was Donald's back running wildly.

When the energy group represented by Rastolle in the state of spiritual vision continued to soar, Donald sensed something was wrong, and waited for his dignified appearance to appear.

Without hesitation, run first as a respect!

To stay and die? Rastolle is obviously trying to get everything out of the box. Donald is a wizard who has only been practicing for more than a month. He has a lot of treasures in his hands, but most of them are auxiliary ones. a spell.

Rastolle is clearly beyond his reach.

But running away depends on the means of the escapee on the one hand, and the means of the chaser on the other hand.

A large number of shadow tentacles suddenly rushed out from the shadows of the houses on both sides of the road ahead. Donald tried to block it with a strong shield, but found that these tentacles were not for attacking at all, but simply to delay his pace.

There was a muffled sound behind him, Donald turned around, and what he saw was Rastoller's explosive charge, which was made step by step purely by strength.

"You're so old, don't you know how to live in peace? It's not like you are strong when you are old and strong?"

Donald wiped the sweat from his face and glanced at the shadow tentacles swaying behind him. With his running speed, he couldn't escape Rastoller's pursuit.

This night has been a lot of ups and downs. I finally found two relics and met such a vengeful guy. This place is more than half an hour away from the corner bookstore and my home.

Without a helper, Donald turned around and sealed his silence.

Chapter end