DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 83: The Church of Darkness (bonus)
"Excellent, absolutely amazing. As expected of the number one magic genius in the history of the Alcott Empire."
The figure sighed regretfully and said, "Unfortunately, the last seed of darkness was also wasted."
"That's you?"
Joelson narrowed his eyes slightly.
They're very strong. They don't look like bandits at all. Instead, they looked like a team of trained assassins.
The figure within the black fog laughed strangely.
After receiving the signal, a group of men in black with short swords in their hands pounced on Joelson.
Each of their swords emitted a faint layer of black light.
They look evil and strange.
Their strength was all above level 6.
Joelson's expression was grim.
His first reaction was to retreat quickly!
It was as if an eye had grown from Joelson's back. He retreated quickly along the entrance of the hall.
The people in black clothes followed from behind.
All the frightened servants hid.
Leas came forward and hugged the two children who were crying loudly in fear. He quickly chased them out of the door.
A terrified expression flashed across Beard's face, but he still followed calmly.
He was very curious about the extent of Joelson's power.
Old Morgan stared blankly at Madame Rossetti, whom he had killed with his own hands. His eyes lost all spirit, but he quickly became determined and stopped looking at her.
Compared to the evil woman, it was clear that Joelson was much more important in her heart.
Just as the man in black clothes rushed out from the gate of the Baron residence, their footsteps suddenly became difficult.
It was a level-6 water spell, ice.
Before they could break free, a sea of fire flowed like a tsunami.
The burning flames emitted high temperatures, and even their hair gave off a burning smell.
Finally, there were some fluctuations on their cold faces, which were filled with fear.
It was an extremely frightening thing to be ambushed by a powerful spell prepared by a level-6 mage.
When a knight cannot get close to a witch, she can only be a jumping flea or a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Even Don Quixote could only avoid Joelson's level 6 spells, let alone them.
How could he be so fast?!
In addition to Joelson's recoil speed, he also had casting speed!
"Oh! My Magic God!"
Beard shouted as if he was dreaming, "Instant role? Sixth level magic? I must be dreaming, right?!"
Instant throw magic, instant high level magic throw.
This is too scary.
Seeing that a group of people would be completely annihilated before they could even touch a corner of Joelson's clothes.
A cold snort came from the air.
A strange black fog spread out, enveloping most of the people dressed in black like a net of gauze.
The fire flowed down, and the black fog quickly melted.
However, the black fog seemed to have some strange properties, and the burning flames were also eroded and melted.
When the black fog was completely burned by the flames.
The black-clothed people also barely broke away from the shackles under their feet, and quickly retreated.
Joelson's gaze was fixed on the figure in the black fog, and he slowly uttered a sentence.
"Knight of level 8."
The figure within the black fog did not respond to his words and took the lead to attack him.
The figure that appeared from time to time was like a ghost.
Knight level 8!
Joelson held his tungsten wooden stick tightly. This was the strongest opponent he had ever met.
Moreover, it is not a competition.
This time, it was a life and death battle.
Elements of water and fire gathered towards him at the same time, condensing into a strange blade of red and blue ice in the void in front of Joelson.
The ice bar was still burning with fire.
The flaming ice bar shot out quickly.
The figure within the black fog released a ray of black light.
They collided with the ice blades.
An explosion of violence.
The aura of battle was unleashed.
A true combat aura was unleashed, the symbol of a high-level grand knight.
"Just be free."
The figure sneered and said, "I know your methods very well. When your magic power runs out, I will personally bring you back and give you the seed of darkness. Edward, the Dark God needs believers of exceptional qualities like you."
With the protection of the high-ranking knights, the men in black finally approached Joelson.
Joelson used the ring of fire several times to force them to retreat.
However, among the dozen or so level 6 knights, one or two of them could catch the gap between Joelson's magic and take the opportunity to rush to his side.
The two men in black appeared behind Joelson almost simultaneously. They raised their short blades that were emitting a cold light, and their eyes showed ferocious gazes.
"Be careful!"
Leas could not help but scream worriedly.
Joelson's expression was calm, and his body suddenly retreated.
His shoulder happened to land on the chest of the two ambushers.
The crack!
The crisp sound of a broken rib could be heard.
The faces of the two men were filled with astonishment.
Seconds next.
A fierce expression appeared on Joelson's face. The sharp end of the tungsten wood magic wand pierced the chest of the man in black.
It penetrates straight!
He pulled it out, and the blood that gushed out made a terrible line on Joelson's face.
Then, he waved his hand.
Bang out!
The strength of the seventh level knight was completely unleashed.
With the blessing of the dragon blood, his pure strength even surpassed the strength of an eighth level knight.
The head of the man in black clothes exploded like a watermelon.
Red blood mixed with white brain matter flew out.
Two broken corpses fell weakly to the ground.
With no expression on his face, Joelson used his magician robe to gently wipe away the bloodstains on his face.
Fortunately, Dean Harriet did not lie to him.
Tungsten wood magic staff is indeed very loud!
His cold gaze swept across the entire scene, and everyone felt a sense of horror as if they were being targeted by a terrifying magical beast.
Everyone is dumbfounded.
What'sthis?!
A magician who used his staff to blow up the head of a level-6 knight?!
The people in black clothes were dumbfounded. They could still see the shock and disbelief on the face of one of their deceased friends.
The figure within the black fog also stopped attacking.
Beard's mouth was wide open. He blinked blankly and turned to old Morgan. "Are you sure your son went to the magician academy and not the knight academy? !"
Really surprise!
There was a brief silence on the ground.
Suddenly, a burst of joyful laughter exploded.
"Haha! Blessing of the Dark God! Joelson Edward, I swear that you will be one of the most promising children of darkness in the Church of Darkness. Follow me and join the arms of the Dark God!"
Dark Church.
Joelson silently remembered the name, and his eyes became increasingly cold.
This time, all the men dressed in black became a little scared.
They did not dare to engage in close combat with a seventh rank knight.
"Junk!"
The figure within the black fog cursed, and a strange sound came out from his roar, as if he was chanting an ancient spell.