Chapter 143

My Empire Chapter 143

2020-11-03

Chapter 143 143 Masks

A pale slender hand pressed against the gate of Alanhill Castle, wearing a silver robe, above With a strange mask on his face, the figure sketching a giant Great Demon array seemed to use all his strength to push open the heavy door.

"Bah!" Inside the gate, a guard army soldier shot the masked terrifying magician in the face, but the bullet was thrown out by the magic array on the mask and landed. on the smooth ground not far away.

"Get out of the way!" A hoarse and despairing voice seemed to come from the man's chest, echoing throughout the great hall of the castle. The man swung a wind blade with his backhand and hit the body of the guard.

The sharp invisible blade slashed the stomach of the Alanhill Guardsman, cut him off in the middle, his intestines and internal organs rolled out in an instant, and fell on the ground and rolled out a long way.

The magician wearing a heavy mask didn't even glance at the two corpses on the ground, and then walked up to the stairs in the hall. Above his head is a huge chandelier, dotted with countless electric lights, looking extremely luxurious.

Suddenly, at the corner of the stairs, the mage stopped his footsteps, his pale and sickly slender hand pressed against the cold marble handrail of the stairs, his whole body slightly swayed. bending.

"Ah..." The magician's breathing became painful and rapid, as if his body was suffering tremendous pain. Because of this painful torment, the body shrouded in the magic robe began to twist, and all the muscles tensed, fighting the terrifying pain.

"hu hu ... hu hu ..." As if the drowning man had managed to stick his mouth out of the water, this eccentric mage with a mask breathed reluctantly, and the skin on his hands began to scratch. cracked.

On the back of the hand, which already looked very sick, blue liquid like lava boiled in the crevices, scorching the snow-white skin, and then in the next second, these wounds healed miraculously. , and then cracked again.

"This...really...a... painful...journey..." The masked magician barely recovered after standing there for almost half a minute. He murmured this sigh in a hoarse voice, and then slowly walked up the stairs.

As if carrying a heavy load, this magician who doesn't look strong stepped up the stairs and stood at the end of the corridor. The one who blocked the corridor was A group of guard army soldiers with STG-44 assault rifles.

"Huh..." put out a long breath, the masked magician seems to be struggling with what means to use to walk through this seemingly difficult corridor , In the end, the magician took a step forward, and a circle of golden magic arrays filled his body.

These magic arrays stood in front of the magician like shields, then grew huge in front of countless flying bullets, extending into the surrounding walls. The densely packed bullet hit the magic array, distorting the inscription on it.

However, as if embedded in the air, these bullets hovered in the magic inside the formation, as this magic array gradually faded away, another brand new magic array was in The back of this magic array is formed, and the styles are exactly the same.

"Let... open..." Under the heavy mask, the hoarse voice that could not tell the gender sounded again, suppressing the sound of all the weapons firing: "You ants... ... just...bring about one's own destruction..."

It's a pity that no one stopped, some soldiers poured out fire while others started changing their magazines. They cooperated tacitly, maintained the continuity of firepower, and did not give the opponent any chance to counterattack at all.

The densely packed bullets hit the defensive magic array, making that magic begin to dim. In front of this masked magician, a third defensive magic array quietly formed without the slightest delay.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time to waste!" The voice of vagueness sounded again, and then under the silver's magic robe, the pale palm was stretched out again, a cold The mist condensed on the palm, and the temperature of the entire corridor began to drop.

The next second, from between the palms filled with cold air, countless Icicles began to spew out and flew towards the Alanhill Imperial Family guards who kept firing.

Icicles like bows and arrows pierced through the bodies of the guards, knocking them down one by one. After only a few seconds, there was no sound of STG-44 assault rifles firing, nor the screams of soldiers in the entire corridor.

"Ah...ah!" It seemed that the unbearable pain appeared again, and after knocking down everyone, the masked magician screamed again. It sounds like someone is cutting this magician's flesh with a knife.

"I hate this place! I hate this place! Ah...!" The pale hand rested on the wall that had been shattered by the magic array, and the tragic voice echoed throughout the corridor. The terrifying sound of this magician screaming in agony seemed so strange in the corridor full of corpses.

On the other side of the corridor, Chris look pale pushed open the door, across the densely packed corpse lying on the ground, looking at the magician with a mask on the other end who kept screaming, The expression on his face was wonderful.

Alanhill's air force can't do anything because the opponent's powerful force can even kill hundreds of guards by one person and enter the castle. But now this magician was standing there screaming, as if he was beating him...

Finally, the excruciating pain was stopped, and the screaming finally stopped, that magician leaned against the wall for a few breaths before barely standing still.

Immediately afterwards, the hoarse voice spoke again, with a hint of curiosity, as if he was looking at a brand new creature: "You really are different! I can see light in you. ...a fascinating light!"

Chris frowned suspiciously, listening to the other party's strange voice - no one ever told him that he could still shine, the other party went all the way if Buddhas block , who killed the Buddhas came to him, did he just want to tell him "you will shine"?

The magician seemed very weak, and his voice was trembling: "I can't survive here, the air here makes me unable to breathe, and the energy in my body is about to devour my fragile body. ..."

"For me, this place is hell. But seeing you here, I think the hardships along the way are all worth it." Behind the mask, the voice was suppressed Painful, he said slowly.

"Ah! Damn it!" The last irritable moan even changed its tone due to the pain, and the air around the magician began to become restless. The palm that was exposed seemed to be about to explode, and the skin on it was squeezed into shape by the surging energy inside.

"It's all worth it to kill you... hahahaha! hahahaha!" The other party seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be answering Chris's words, in extreme pain Among them, the masked mage was jealous and excited about the success he was about to achieve.

It seems that he is really going to die here today, the other party can find this room all the way, and he said that he is radiating light, that is, there is a special way of tracking, even if he hides, Can't escape. Thinking of this, Chris opened his mouth and asked the magician a little unwillingly: "You came to kill me?"

"Yes! Of course I came to kill you... your existence. ...is a crime that threatens this world...it must be obliterated..." In front of Chris, the magician stretched out his arm, and the magic array on his palm began to become clear.

As the magic array gradually became clear, some anxious arcs began to appear around the circular magic array. It seemed that the other party wanted to use a very fast lightning magic to end Chris. transmigrator too.

"Farewell, mortal!" As the magic array became clearer and clearer, the voice behind the mask sounded again, with a hint of pride. A flash spewed out of his magic array, hitting Chris directly.

In an instant, a golden rays of light appeared beside Chris, and a round golden magic array with an incantation shrouded in front of him. The deadly lightning struck the defensive magic array, bursting out a dazzling light.

"Damn..." Seeing the magic array rising from Chris, the masked magician took a step back. Then he raised his other arm, and a huge magic array was raised in both hands.

"bang!" Two huge Fireballs flew out of the magic array, steaming the surrounding air, and smashed into the magic array in front of Chris. However, after being attacked by Fireball Technique, the defensive magic array in front of Chris did not show any signs of weakening, but instead radiated a more powerful light.

Following, a hand stretched out from behind Chris, a dazzling light burst out from the palm, and a powerful lightning rushed out like a snake, over the magic array in front of Chris, and smashed. on the opponent.

A piece of exploding ashes dissipated, and the mask magician who attacked Chris staggered and took a few steps back. Chris finally got used to the gigantic magic battle, turned his face and looked towards his back.

There, a robe magician also wearing a mask, just retracted his slender palm.

(end of this chapter)