The battle of the spellcasters! (1)

　　Old Wilson set his sights on Ogdin.

　　Ogdin also raised his head, feeling the berserk aura of old Wilson, he faintly glanced at Baron Wingnut on the ground, then a trace of decadence appeared on his face and said in a low voice: "Wilson, I am no match for you."

　　Ogdin knows very well that the old Wilson can one blow will be good at defense Win Gurit are seriously injured, Ogdin himself can not do, he is now far inferior to the old Wilson.

　　At that moment, there was another burst of footsteps outside, and some knights swiftly poured in, knights brought by old Wilson, other knights in heavy armor were still fighting with the knights of the city defense regiment outside.

　　One of the knights quickly came to old Wilson's side and whispered, "Lord Baron, now the knights of the City Defense Corps are gathering more and more, we have to leave as soon as possible."

　　Old Wilson naturally understands in his heart that the City Lord's Palace is not a place to stay for long, but before leaving, he will not let Ogdin off easily.

　　"Ogdin, you colluded with the church and tried to kill me! Now, I give you a chance, pick up your sword, fight me in a square battle, defeat me, and I can spare your life!"

　　Old Wilson said in a deep voice, he and Ogdin, always known as the strongest person in Blackwater City, but never crossed paths, but Old Wilson has absolute confidence in himself.

　　Ogdin looked at old Wilson, his voice also became cold, and said in a low voice: "Wilson, if you don't leave, I'm afraid you'll never be able to leave!"

　　"Haha, Ogdin, who can stop me now? You? Or your knights of the City Defense Corps?"

　　Old Wilson's aura became more and more massive, vaguely pressed toward Ogdin, and the great sword in his hand, also flashed out a strong flame.

　　"Take up your sword, Ogdin!"

　　Old Wilson's sturdy body, standing in front of Ogdin, just like a shadow, covering the whole of Ogdin, old Wilson is not hesitant, swinging the great sword, straight down the chop.

　　The furious flame and the air friction, issued a "snort" sound, the sound is amazing.

　　Ogdin face a little pale, at this time, has not allowed him not to do it, he also hastily raised the great sword, the sword also emerged from the raging flame, and the old Wilson, are flame swordsman.

　　"Bang."

　　Two at first and called Blackwater City experts, now hard sparring, raging flames intertwined with each other, directly scattered in all directions.

　　And Ogdin is more backward a few steps, its hand of the great sword, actually has been covered with cracks, and can no longer withstand any collision.

　　Old Wilson, however, did not move a muscle, the winner has been divided!

　　"Ogdin, you are also too weak ... back then, how spirited you were? All these years, you have put your cultivation aside for the sake of this city lord position, too let me down!"

　　Old Wilson shook his head, too disappointed with Ogdin, when he and Ogdin, together, were known as the two great masters of Blackwater City, not comparable, but more than ten years have passed, old Wilson is too much stronger than Ogdin.

　　"Die!"

　　Old Wilson had no intention of letting Ogdin go, raised his greatsword high, and the flames on its blade seemed even more intense, emitting a searing heat that made some of the knights around him feel the blaze.

　　This sword, Ogdin is no matter how can not block!

　　The great sword quickly cut towards Ogdin, the huge aura oppressed Ogdin, this once spirited city lord, at this time actually even the courage to raise the great sword, just quietly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come!

　　"Bang."

　　A muffled sound, old Wilson's face changed slightly, his great sword did not kill Ogdin, but a dazzling white ball of light, blocked Ogdin's side.

　　This is a white ball of light, actually let the old Wilson are backed up a few steps, its body heavy black armor, also issued a "creaking" sound, obviously, just now the force of the recoil is very large.

　　"Who?"

　　Old Wilson looked ahead warily, behind Ogdin, I don't know when, there has been an additional middle-aged man, a clean white robe, chest embroidered with a conspicuous silver crossed sword.

　　"Mage Jason!"

　　Ogdin saw the white-robed man, his face showed a trace of joy, he just almost forgot that there is the Church of Jason mage sitting.

　　For Jason Mage, Ogdin knows little, only vaguely, Jason Mage is someone with magical powers that can easily defeat elemental swordsmen.

　　Even an evil heretic that appeared in Blackwater City at the time was not a match for Mage Jason.

　　So once Mage Jason appeared, Ogdin was as excited as if he had grabbed a lifeline.

　　"The mages in the Inquisition?"

　　Old Wilson's tone seemed very serious, he saw Jason mage white robe embroidered silver crossed sword, this symbol, he is quite familiar, when in the "slaughterhouse", he saw a lot of such attire, are the Church of Light, the most mysterious Inquisition mage.

　　The mages in the church are existences that can fight with those powerful spell casters in the Black Moon Kingdom! That white ball of light just now should be the spell released by this Mage Jason in front of him.

　　"Baron Wilson, you are a person who has experienced the 'slaughterhouse' and survived, you should know very well how powerful our church is, put down your weapons, if you have a devout heart and take the initiative to believe in the God of Light, then still be the people of God!"

　　Mage Jason's expression was calm, and his body seemed to be filled with an intimate aura, making people feel very kind and peaceful.

　　"God is not going to encourage you to do anything nonsensical!"

　　Old Wilson raised his greatsword again, his body's aura more powerful, raging flames as if about to break through the tipping point, this is old Wilson has reached the peak of the second level flame swordsman, at any time may break through to the third level.

　　Mage Jason shook his head slightly, his tone indifferent, still very calmly said: "Wilson, your soul has fallen, against God, the soul will never rest in peace!"

　　After saying that, Jason Mage stretched out his white hand, his body began to emit a rich white light, and he was chanting softly under his breath.

　　"Swoosh."

　　A group of light groups, directly into the old Wilson, the speed is very fast, the old Wilson simply can not catch. And these white light groups, with a very strong impact, each time a hard hit on the old Wilson's black armor, will let this amazing defensive armor issued a burst of "creaking" sound.

　　This means that even the armor with amazing defense is about to withstand the blow of Jason Mage's spells and will break at any time, and once the armor breaks, even if the old Wilson's physical quality is outstanding, it will never be able to resist Jason Mage's powerful spell attacks.

　　In just a few moments, the old Wilson, who had just had the upper hand, was in a precarious position again after the appearance of Mage Jason, when the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.