17 Jumping into the flames.
Chapter 16.
[TLN: The Holy Maiden Qing Ling's age is 15]
The black-robed female magician's expression didn't change as she waved her fingers.
She learned to be smart, and no longer cast such big fireballs, but she constantly cast small fireballs to destroy the bones that came at her.
Although her magic was not instantaneous, the speed at which it was activated was not slow with the help of her magic staff.
Seeing this, the voice used its voice to disturb her while making some small moves.
On some intact bones, something misty began to appear. The Magus' fireballs were so powerful that she had no choice but to use more powerful fireballs to attack the more intact bones.
"You little girl, you don't seem that old. Fifteen at most. You're actually at the Second Rank. However, compared to this old man, you're far from enough. I won't play with you anymore. When this old man catches you, I'll first taste you before dissecting your body."
As he spoke, a pitch-black skeleton crawled up from the ground not far from the female magician.
This skeleton was holding a bone sword and had begun striding towards the female magician.
Seeing this, the female magician sent a large fireball towards the pitch-black bone.
Boom!
Her fireball spell had an explosive effect on the skeleton. The pitch-black skeleton stopped. But when the flames dispersed, it was completely unharmed.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Xiao Hei, kill her!"
The sinister voice let out a complacent laugh. The female magician's expression changed when she saw this. The black skeleton kept approaching, but her magic could not do anything to it. The female magus kept retreating and quickly retreated to the fire.
"Tsk, tsk, pray to your God. Perhaps he will hear your prayers, but how could a God respond to a mere second rank Magus?" the hiding necromancer said.
The magus did not pray. She raised her staff with both hands, muttering to herself. This was an even more powerful spell.
A second rank magus was already quite terrifying in terms of her magic power and spells. However, she was still a low-level magus. She could not afford to fight for too long. Therefore, powerful spells were usually considered trump cards.
After a few seconds of chanting, the black bone was less than two meters away from her. The Magus' staff suddenly pointed, and a pillar of fire shot out from the staff and charged towards the black skeleton.
The black skeleton was instantly swallowed up by the flames, and at the same time, it was continuously pushed back.
"That's good magic." The necromancer's cackling rang out.
Two seconds later, the flames dispersed, and three of the black skeletons were burned. Other places were more or less damaged. However, the female magician's face turned pale. She didn't have much magic left.
"Your magic power is about to run out, right? It's time for you to see the true charm of necromancy."
As the necromancer's voice fell, several black skeletons crawled out of the ground, completely sealing off the female magician's path of retreat
The female magician's face became even paler. Under the crisis of life and death, she held her magic staff and prepared to make a final move.
At this moment, a mysterious and dignified voice from somewhere said in her mind, "I, the Lord of the Flames, will grant you protection!"If you want to support this book, pls go to f-w-o.com
