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　　Angus finally made his move, his speed was fast, and the great sword shone with white light above it, like a viper, and flew directly at old Wilson.

　　"Snort."

　　A white light, ruthlessly cutting the old Wilson black armor, the black armor are directly cut a slit, from which flowed a trace of crimson blood.

　　Old Wilson took a few steps backward, reached out and touched the wound, his eyes narrowed slightly and stared deadly at Angus. This armor of his, is with the most solid material, forging three years to forge success, almost can defend against any sword and spear, even the general third level elemental swordsman, want to cut through the armor on his body, are some difficulties.

　　Because of this, he was able to fight with Quero and Leilo, two level three light swordsmen, and almost evenly split, in which the role played by this armor is not small.

　　But now, this armor can no longer effectively help the old Wilson against the enemy's attack, Angus, the old Wilson will feel a strong threat, that he had seen in the "slaughterhouse", those infinitely close to the fourth level elemental swordsman's powerful existence.

　　There is also a big difference between 　　elemental swordsmen, level one to level three, is a low-level elemental swordsman, level four to level six, is an intermediate elemental swordsman, level seven to level nine is a high-level elemental swordsman.

　　So level three to level four, although only a difference of one level, but it is a big realm span, the gap is very big.

　　The Angus in front of you is between level three and level four, nearly infinitely close to level four, very powerful, even old Wilson, with the talent plus the amazing defensive armor, it is also very difficult to fight with Angus.

　　"It seems that it is difficult to be spared today ... Tell me, why did the Church strike at me?"

　　Old Wilson stuck out his tongue, gently licked his dry lips, and asked with a somewhat fierce expression, and by this time, Old Wilson had long guessed that these people, where are the thieves? It is clearly the people sent by the Church of Light!

　　Angus raised the great sword in his hand, holding the hilt with both hands, and said indifferently: "Now even if I tell you, there is no point ... Quero, Leilo, do it!"

　　Although Angus is stronger than old Wilson, but he still did not underestimate old Wilson, but called on the side of the Quero and Leilo, together to ensure that nothing can go wrong!

　　"Boom."

　　A violent explosion, suddenly sounded, countless fire-red flames, scattered in all directions, accompanied by a burnt smell, with the wind.

　　"What's going on?"

　　Angus frowned and gazed toward the place where the strange noise occurred.

　　"Explosion".

　　With the low voice of Merlin's mouth, two fireballs in rapid flight, the nearest thief, only a half-meter away from the explosion.

　　The fire ball released by Merlin, which contains a terrifying high temperature, do not look only the size of a fist, but that is the countless fire elements, constantly compressed and compressed again, and finally formed a fist size.

　　The fist-sized fireball is able to directly melt armor made of fine iron, and once it explodes, the flames scattered in all directions are enough to cause horrific killing injuries to those around.

　　What's more, two fireballs now exploded instantly, and the thieves who sped away, without noticing for a moment, were directly blown away by the two fireballs, and even the two level two swordsmen of light at the head of the group, because they were not prepared, were lifted off by the heat wave and fell heavily to the ground, already in a fatal state.

　　This sudden change, shocked many people, and Merlin will look at the place where the old Wilson, the old Wilson faced three third-level light swordsman siege, the situation is already very bad, so Merlin will go straight towards the old Wilson.

　　"Heretics! It's a heretic, an evil heretic of the Black Moon Kingdom!"

　　Finally, someone recognized Merlin's identity and they began to shout in horror.

　　"Blasphemous and evil heretics!"

　　A second-level swordsman of light, roared, then filled with a strong white light, holding a large sword, rushed from behind Merlin's back.

　　"Fireball spell!"

　　Merlin head did not return, his spiritual power can clearly sense the movement around, so he directly released a ball of fire, flying towards behind him.

　　"Snort."

　　The speed of the fireball was too fast, almost only a faint fire-red shadow could be seen, and then it ruthlessly crashed into the chest of the swordsman of light.

　　The chest protector piece on the swordsman of light, simply can not stop the fireball, was instantly melted, the fireball directly in the swordsman of light chest burned a bloody hole.

　　"Flutter".

　　The light swordsman, not even close to Merlin, fell directly to the ground, with a trace of black smoke still rising from his chest.

　　"You can release the Great Fireball spell now!"

　　Merlin noticed that the gray horizontal box representing the Great Fireball spell had turned red in his sea of consciousness, meaning he was able to release the Great Fireball spell.

　　Because of Merlin's recent continuous meditation, spiritual power has made great progress, so the control of the fireball, also to the point of perfection, like the ball of fire just now, the speed is far faster than in the Blackwater City, people can not defend against.

　　This is the benefit of having stronger spiritual power, and the control of spells is getting stronger.

　　After killing this second level light swordsman, Merlin looked up to the surrounding thieves, all of whose faces were filled with fear and no longer dared to come forward.

　　Heretics, that represents evil, cruelty and mastery of bizarre power! And now they have even seen with their own eyes the spells released by Merlin, but even more incredible, under the fear, so they are afraid to go forward.

　　Thousands of thieves, but was suppressed by Merlin alone, Merlin looked around, his heart also became more and more confident, he had the first "powerful" feeling.

　　"The one who casts spells is the one who wields the strongest power in the world!"

　　Merlin thought of a phrase in old man Etta's spell handbook that described the caster, and now that I think about it, it's pretty apt.

　　No one came forward to block, Merlin quickly reached the old Wilson's side and gently held the injured old Wilson with his hand, his eyes looked around at the three men wearing golden masks.

　　"Father, leave it to me."

　　Merrill said softly to old Wilson.

　　"Spellcaster, I didn't expect to encounter a spellcaster here, even if you're only an entry-level spellcaster, you're still not something we can deal with. Unfortunately, I didn't bring an archer this time, otherwise, it would still be no problem to deal with an entry-level spellcaster."

　　Angus, who was wearing a mask, let out a long exclamation, his tone vaguely filled with a hint of resignation.