Chapter 73: Escape
"You! You!"
Gently covering Liriel's open eyes with his hands, he took out a gold coin from his pocket and put it in her mouth. This ti, O'Neill finally revealed the feelings that Paladin was very familiar with. Those red eyes, that twisted face---that is called hatred. With a slight smile on Paladin's face, he suddenly waved his hand, and a golden magic arrow rushed towards O'Neill. With a bang, Paladin's pupils contracted slightly. He saw the magic arrow going straight to hit O'Neill's body but was suddenly blocked by a shield that flashed around him.
Paladin had sharp eyes, and he saw the magic shield that suddenly appeared. It is a cover composed of countless densely packed triangular structures! Paladin was silent for a while, then shook his hand again to throw another magic arrow. This ti, it was very clear that the magic arrow that gathered the strong golden light elental magic energy exploded when it hit the shield. The destructive elents were scattered, counteracted, and erased by the countless triangles arranged on the shield. Paladin then realized that this is the magic shield of a mage's life. No wonder the golden thunder just now couldn't blow O'Neill into powder.
"You bastard!" O'Neill seed to be burning with flas of revenge all over his body. He no longer has the calmness and wisdom of a mage. He is just a monster with his brain burned out. He stood up, not caring about the safety restricted by the limit of his ntal power. It quickly drove away the few elents he already had.
With a violent flick of the staff in his hand, a thunderbolt, which was much weaker than before, rushed towards Paladin.
"Hmph!" Paladin smiled contemptuously, and three hundred golden light elents were imdiately arranged according to the structure of O'Neill's magic shield. Seeing that the thunderbolt was about to hit him, he stretched out his palm and pressed it against the coming thunderbolt. A miracle happened, and a golden shield suddenly appeared in front of Paladin. The thunderbolt hit the shield, forming a circle of golden ripples. Layers of blue lightning spread across the shield until they dissipated without a trace.
"This can't be! This is absolutely impossible!"
O'Neill looked at Paladin as if he had seen a ghost. But no matter how much he denied it, he began to accept a fact in his heart. This Paladin can master this magic just by watching it cast once! Genius? No! Without even knowing the incantation, without even understanding what kind of magic it is to cast it, this is not a genius, but a monster! A monster that completely and utterly overturns common sense!
"I'll kill you later. I don't know what more valuable things I can find from you." Paladin walked forward step by step with a grin.
O'Neill looked at Paladin with a face full of despair. He then took an old scroll from his arms. It was given to him by his teacher in the hopes of protecting him when he encounters a strong enemy. It is a magic scroll made by the teacher himself. However, this tiny movent was caught by Paladin. A ball of light suddenly condensed from the fingertips of his left hand. Just when O'Neill was about to cast the scroll, Paladin pointed at O'Neill with a grin and said, "Die!"
Buzz buzz! A thin golden beam of light suddenly shot out from Paladin's fingertips. The speed was even faster than that of thunder. O'Neill only felt a sudden flash in front of his eyes. It was pitch black, and he could not feel anything. At this mont, the scroll in O'Neill's hand fell to the ground. He looked at Paladin with blank and confused eyes. Suddenly there was a crash, and a raging fire ignited from the center of his eyebrows. O'Neil's whole body was imdiately split into two halves, and the incision was covered with charcoal. He fell to the ground with the blood baked and dried.
"Hmph."
Paladin stepped forward to pick up the scroll. After opening it lightly, he saw that it was densely covered with runes and various symbols. Although Paladin can see the magic structure, he can not understand these things that only mages can understand. And except for the mont when the magic scroll is released, there is no magic structure at all.
"Wait! The mont of release!" Paladin's eyes suddenly widened, and then a sinister smile appeared on his face. Looking left and right, the mansion began to catch fire on a large scale due to the indiscriminate use of light elents. The tables, chairs, and benches were already covered in flas. Because most of the mansion collapsed, the flas spread even more. However, Paladin walked to the corner very calmly and kicked over the gravel with his feet. Aberleigh, who was buried in the ground by the ruins, was revealed. Paladin looked at the big man and suddenly kicked him in the stomach. The latter woke up and imdiately wiped the blood on his forehead and the scorched black from O'Neill's fireball on his back. He looked at Paladin, aggrieved.
"Get up! You're not dead! Get up quickly!"
Aberleigh reluctantly stood up and moved his muscles and bones. Strangely, being hit by the fireball technique on the back only caused a minor injury, although it looked a little burned. This made Paladin look at the big man quite unexpectedly.
On the other hand, the All-Seeing Eye saw a large number of soldiers surrounding the door, attempting to break the iron gate open with their bodies. But the magic cast by Paladin was no joke. Where can these soldiers run away?
"Mr. Emt! Is Mr. Emt there?!" The soldiers outside saw the fire getting bigger and bigger, which made them anxious. If his superiors bla him, he will definitely beco a scapegoat. This is a nobleman who died when he was in office!
"What's going on?" This ti, a magician with long aqua blue hair ca up with a smaller and cute woman in a fine dress. The magician looked up at the growing fire. He could not help frowning and imdiately pushed the soldier away. "I'm Nasura, the great magician! There are my friends inside. What's going on here? Why is it on fire?!"
Paladin, who was about to climb up on Aberleigh's back, saw Nasura through the All-Seeing Eye. His expression suddenly froze. Then he thought of the great magician who pretended to be a tutor when he escaped from the Free Masons' Association a few months ago.
That was him! The great magician with more than a thousand water elents! Is he the Nasura that O'Neill spoke of? Is he also a mber of the Mages of the Forest of Hellite? What had happened to the Free Masons' Guild?
Paladin frowned and pondered, then a plan suddenly ca to mind. Paladin imdiately backhanded a fling, burning O'Neill's body into ashes. He just ignored the sparks that have fallen overhead. He patted Aberleigh underneath and said, "Get out of here; the sooner the better."
"Woah-woo!" Aberleigh made a sound, and his feet went on with a fierce force, then he jumped up!
anwhile, under the awe-inspiring eyes of the surrounding soldiers, Nasura was about to blast the door open with his magic. The female assassin beside him, Adele, suddenly showed a painful and distorted expression on her usually calm face. Frightened, Nasura imdiately hugged her and asked with concern, "Is everything all right? What's wrong?"
"My convergence thod." Adele's face went very sour. She ca from the H-Assassin's Union and inherited the mysterious and unpredictable astringent breath thod. It was able to illuminate the scent of everyone around and track them. But at that mont, she felt an unprecedented fantasy.
"What did you see?" Nasura imdiately asked in a serious manner. Adele's astringent breath thod was very mysterious. Yet it was very precise and useful. Her advice can never be ignored.
"I saw it." Adele's face looked so unpleasant that she even had to squeeze out the words as if she was enduring severe pain: "Endless light! An ocean of light that cannot be seen to end! I've never seen an enemy that didn't manifest itself as a living thing!"
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