Black Bishop (Part 1)

"God says…"

The black deacon had only said a word before the green water flow, controlled by Saleen, twisted around his neck. The black deacon's head rolled onto the ground, with fresh blood spurting up to two meters in the air from the neck.

"Go and talk to your god." Saleen retracted his water flow. Ignoring the corpse on the ground, Saleen flew down and entered the forest. The other party had stronger holy masters, and if Saleen continued flying, he would not be able to tap into the advantage of his speed.

If he had fought with the black deacon on the ground, he might have lost to the black deacon. But in midair, the black deacon had given up his advantage in speed and Saleen had also attacked him unexpectedly. No one would have thought that a mage would be able to cast so many spells in an instant.

Saleen landed on the ground and hid behind a large tree as he waited quietly for the arrival of the black bishop.