Chapter 365 Homebrewed Bitter Wine (Third Update)

As Belak bowed, the black strange ring worn on his right hand lit up with a dim light.

It was like two rings with intertwined black snakes, all the brilliance converged, turning into a dark and deep ray, extremely fast, hitting Lucian who had just reacted.

Suddenly, Douglas' spell absorption wall disappeared, and the constant "Normal Free Action" effect of the high-level arcane badge disappeared, creating a small anti-mana field around Lucian's body as the center of the circle.

Seven Rings Magic, "Anti-Magic Ray"!

As a battle mage, Belak was more cautious than the high-level magicians such as Traquel that Lucian had encountered, choosing targeted magic from the beginning, inspiring his best equipment, restricting Lucian from using high-level magic items beyond the level, and making himself invincible.

Fortunately, Lucian did not encounter the anti-magic ray for the "first time", so he immediately jumped to the side, intending to rely on speed, terrain, etc. to temporarily dodge, and wait until the short-lasting anti-magic ray effect ended.

Belak saw Lucian's body dragging out the afterimage, the knight's level was quite high, he didn't care, smiled slightly, pointed his hand, and a tall and transparent force field wall immediately appeared in front of Lucian.

With a snap, Lucian, who didn't have time to turn, slammed into the force field wall, but under such a strong impact, the force field wall did not move at all, and it seemed that except for a few special magics, it was extremely strong against other attacks.

Lucian didn't waste any time, he jumped to the side with the rebound of the impact, and then ran around the force field wall.

The biggest problem with this five-ring magic is that it is not completely enclosed like the magic prison, just a wall!

Seeing that he could jump into the surrounding lake, relying on the terrain to delay the attack, Belak's right index finger, which had crossed the spellcasting buffer, shot out a gray light, no matter how Lucian dodged, he could only watch it hit his body.

Lucian's eyes became dull, and the place hit by the ray began to take on a grayish-white rocky feeling, as if he had cast a lithoderma.

The gray and white color expanded rapidly, and in just a second, Lucian turned into a gray stone statue.

Six-ring magic, "petrification"!

"Haha, the primordial devil, the primordial devil in the fifty-third place in the purification sequence is too weak!" Belak succeeded in a blow, and his heart swelled with pride, and he couldn't help but say a few sarcastic words.

A night watchman like him who works as a spy is under tremendous pressure at all times, and if he doesn't take this opportunity to vent, he will go crazy sooner or later.

However, he was ironic, and other things did not relax, and several magic spells in a row tightly imprisoned the petrified Lucian.

"The mission has been successfully completed, and you can return to the Night Watch team!"

Only then did Belak feel completely relieved, after all, Lucian was a student of the Great Arcanist who ruled the storm, and who knew if he had strange magic items or triggered magic scrolls.

Looking at Lucian who looked like a stone that had just been dug out of the mine, a smug smile appeared on Belak's dark face: "The order they gave was only to get rid of the primordial devil in the fifty-third place of the purification sequence, but I directly captured him alive! Hahahaha, when the church publicly burns him to death in the holy city of Reims, will there be fewer rewards, honors, and ranking improvements?!"

"But I have to hide in the holy city of Reims for decades, and Fernando's anger is not something that the people of the Diocese of Holm can bless."

In the Kingdom of Holm, the Night Watch is basically a lurking activity, and once exposed, it is easy to be killed by the Magic Council.

After saying that, Belak began to observe the surrounding scenery, trying to discern where it was, and then brought Lucian back to the court in exchange for a credit that no one could compare with in the last fifty years!

"Lake Zirag southeast of Rentat?" After the space countercurrent interferes with the teleportation array, the place where it appears is random, but judging from the time it takes to jump in space, it should not be far from Rentat, so Belak made a preliminary judgment.

Then, he cast his shrinking magic, turning the petrified Lucian into a statue that can be held in his hand.

"It's a pity that you have blasphemed the majesty of the Lord and are destined to be purified by the holy fire, otherwise I can ask the Pope to make you a statue of a blasphemer and place it in my collection room as a collection. You are the guy with the highest ranking in the purification sequence I hunted, and of course, you are also the weakest one!"

Belak looked at the "Lucian Statue" in his hand, venting his depressive dullness and arrogance, "Do you understand now? If you don't have enough magical strength to match, no matter how big your achievements in arcane arts are, they are just illusory shadows, and you may be captured and killed alive by a high-level magician like me at any time!"

Mentioning the low level of arcane, he seemed to touch the trauma in his heart, "Why am I not good at arcane, why am I secretly ridiculed as a waste, an idiot, and a fool by my classmates, teachers, colleagues, and other arcanists? Even if my magic level increases again and again, they can't seem to see it? The girl I like also fell into the arms of the guy I hate the most, isn't he just two levels higher than me? The magic level is even worse than mine!"

"Do you know how comfortable I felt when he was secretly caught by me and slowly slaughtered during an adventure, and how snotty he was all the time, crying and begging for mercy, and was even willing to find an opportunity to give his wife to me for training.

If Lucian could still think, he would definitely be sarcastic about his failure and sensitivity and vulnerability. In the Magic Council, no one dares to laugh at a magician with a high magic level and a low arcane level to his face, and at most he is not very optimistic about him, believing that his potential is limited and the possibility of continuing to improve is relatively small.

After venting a few words, Belak forcibly restrained his emotions, prepared to hide his figure, and fled into the Cathedral of Radiance. Can't delay any longer, the high-level of the elemental will, the storm master of Alinge, may find something wrong at any time, and use the prophecy to determine the range to find it!

Even if he gets carried away and is depressed, Belak will not completely lose his mind, and he knows how to judge the situation and grasp the time difference.

"Whenever other magicians praise you as the council's best arcanist in a hundred years, the younger generation with the most hope of becoming legendary magicians, my heart is like a kitten tickling, I can't wait for you completely, finally, I finally let me wait for this opportunity! Mr. Lucian Evans, the original devil, the elemental order, you should repent before going to hell, and regret that you did not focus on improving your magical strength." Belak shook his head at the "Lucian Statue", and his figure gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the face of the "Lucian Statue", the corners of his gray mouth were slightly raised, showing an unusually strange smile.

Oops!

He subconsciously threw the "Lucian Statue" out, anyway, if it breaks, break it!

Everything was a step late, and the mouth of the "Lucian Statue" suddenly spat out a cone-shaped aura, dark and dark, like a constantly changing mind.

At such a close distance, Belak was completely unable to react and was directly sprayed by the cone-shaped breath.

Belak's brain was paralyzed for a while, countless thoughts were rolling, but he couldn't concentrate, and his whole body seemed to be in a daze!

A strange light flashed over his body, and Belak disappeared on the spot, flashing in mid-air on the other side, getting rid of the shroud of the cone-shaped aura, and his mind began to recover.

At the same time, the High Mage armor defended his entire body.

Six-ring magic "spell triggered"!

Advanced magicians can handle assassinations, raids, and dangerous situations!

The cerebral paralysis effect disappeared, and Belak immediately reacted, "Breathe in the heart paralysis! Crystal dragon Afrith!"

Only Averis, who has been "experimentally transformed" by Fernando, has this strange breath, not the blinding effect of ordinary crystal dragons.

The layers of stone powder on the "Lucian Statue" shook off, becoming bigger and bigger, and the majestic dragon aura emanated, scaring the fish swimming in the lake to the bottom like stone.

After Africe "signed" the contract, he secretly proposed that no matter where he went, he would use illusion to transform into Lucian's appearance to lure out the mastermind of the cursed vase, and the real Lucian would follow in a way similar to mirror invisibility, allowing Averes to reflect his words and actions without being seen by others.

Since such illusions can only change into Lucian's appearance, the high-level magic items on his body cannot be disguised, and the original must be worn, so Lucian doesn't understand whether it is fake public and private interests, or if he is really so "cautious".

Afreth's illusion, if the magician of the seven and eight rings does not use magic check, he will not be able to see through it directly, let alone Belak, so Donald, Maurice, Ravendi and others who can see through it can rest assured that "Lucian" will follow Belak back to Alinge alone.

For Afreth, except for the first "Anti-Magic Ray", the next few spells were exempted by its powerful spell resistance, and the effect was disguised by its illusion to find an opportunity to raid Belak.

Since the anti-magic ray did not include Lucian, who was mirror invisible, it failed to break Afreth's illusion transformation, and then it was freed from the anti-magic ray effect faster than ordinary high-level magicians.

"Well, please call me Lucian Africe!" Little Crystal is proud, and her thick paws are wearing a beautiful and eye-catching Holm crown ring "Element".

"It has only been promoted to the Seven Rings, and it can have no more than three seven rings of magic, can't I escape if I can't beat it?" Although Belak was annoyed, he did not panic, wondering where Lucian had gone, while casting magic and preparing to escape.

As soon as he had the idea, before he could activate the spell model in his soul, a great sense of danger arose.

In mid-air above his head, the authentic Lucian Evans appeared due to the end of Averis' mirror disguise, and a tube of colorless strange liquid that had been thrown in mid-air was wonderfully changing with the difficult and lengthy spell that Lucian had already prepared.

A colorless, odorless, and lustrous ray rushed towards Belak, and he had just used a short-range teleportation to give up using magic that interfered with the environment to facilitate escape, inspiring the six-ring defense spell "Starlight Cloak".

He didn't dare to be careless about the ray magic that made him feel dangerous.

Starlight condensed and turned into a cloak on Belak's body, and the rays of cold air hit it directly.

As if echoing in the illusory voice in Belak's heart, he was astonished to see the starlight cloak freeze rapidly and spread towards his body.

The surrounding water droplets were frozen into solids, hydrogen frozen into solids, oxygen frozen into solids, and all the air condensed into ice cubes, some snowflakes, some light blue, reflecting the sunlight, crystal bright, and faintly visible colorless liquids flickering.

The starlight cloak could not stop the super cold low temperature, a magical light on Belak's body was frozen, the ring was frozen and cracked, the blood became solid, the skin turned into ice crystals, and the color of horror and astonishment froze in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that Lucian could perform such terrifying ice and snow magic on his own.

What kind of magic is this?

Following the appearance of Belak before, Lucian pressed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly:

"Thank you for the vase, Mr. Belak."

(End of this chapter)