Chapter 43 Chance Encounter
"Huhu. Huh."

The man gasped for breath and ran wildly in the dense forest regardless of the consequences. The sharp branches scratched his coat. The gorgeous and luxurious coat was not only covered with filth, but also torn into tatters.

Fresh blood stained the lower half of his pants, dripping onto the ground from his trouser legs, and a faint smell of blood spread all around.

As he fled frantically, he kept looking behind him and around him to see if anyone was chasing him.

Just as he turned around again, several people wearing black robes that concealed their entire bodies were running towards him quickly.

Damn it, still chasing me.

The man cursed inwardly, turned around and ran for his life.

Compared to the man's panic, the black-robed people who were chasing him from behind seemed to be at ease. They kept a distance and kept hanging behind the man.

After chasing each other for more than ten minutes, the man's physical strength and magic power were consumed more and more, and his speed slowed down uncontrollably.

Just as he glanced at the man in black robe who was getting closer and closer behind him, a panicked look appeared on his face, he turned around, jumped out of the bushes, and came to the official road.

He saw an unmanned carriage moving slowly along the official road.

When the man saw the carriage, his eyes lit up immediately.

I'm so lucky that I happened to meet a spellcaster here.

However, after glancing around the carriage and not seeing any emblems or markings, his eyes darkened again.

There is no badge mark, so he is probably just a wild mage from somewhere.

The wild mage can't intimidate those guys behind him.

Unlucky.

The man cursed inwardly, quickly caught up with the carriage, passed it, and ran hard to the west.

As he continued to run for his life, the man in black robe who was chasing him emerged from the bushes.

After seeing the carriage, a group of people stopped.

The black-robed man at the head glanced at the carriage, then waved and made a few gestures.

The group started moving again.

Most of the men in black robes continued to catch up with the man who was fleeing in front, while a few rushed towards the carriage.

"roll."

As they pounced over, a calm voice came from the carriage, and then a ring of resistance burst out from the carriage, knocking away all the black-robed men who pounced over.

Caught off guard, the black-robed men were knocked down one by one into the trees and grass on the roadside.

This incident instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The black-robed leader frowned, waved his right hand, and the group changed direction and rushed towards the carriage.

As they rushed over, a young man came out of the carriage holding an elf staff.

He calmly watched the flying knife thrown by the man in black robe.

Second level spell - gravity.

Under the influence of the force field, all the flying knives, including the black-robed man who pounced over, fell from mid-air.

However, except for a few men in black robes who directly fell into the ground, the rest of the men in black robes were basically able to maintain their balance, and at most some of them were in a rather embarrassed state.

The boy did not hesitate and continued to cast the spell.

Second level spell - Curse of the Dead.

He raised the elf staff and called out the names of the black-robed people around him.

He killed more than a dozen black-robed men at the first-ring level on the scene with one blow.

"court death!"

A second-ring knight in black robes saw his subordinates around him losing signs of life one by one, and he could no longer suppress his anger, so he roared and rushed towards the boy. The boy didn't even look at him, and calmly killed seven more first-ring knights in black robes.

When he was almost rushing in front of the boy, the boy finally looked at him.

The two looked at each other.

Second level spell - mental shock.

The moment the two looked at each other, a light flashed in the boy's eyes, and a powerful mental shock instantly rushed into the mind of the Second Ring Knight.

"Om."

As if his head had been hit by a sledgehammer, the Two Ring Knight stopped in confusion.

Then, the young man cast two almost instantaneous second-level spells. The dark arrow first hit the knight's neck, corroding and piercing his armor. Then, the sharp light green arrow passed through the gap and entered his body.

The sudden burst of strong wind instantly destroyed his neck and jaw.

At the same time as the young man was killing him, the other men in black robes also rushed up. Among them, a two-ring knight who approached silently had already arrived behind him.

He was not afraid at all, he turned around and used his staff to block the attack of the knight behind him.

Then, a spell model appeared on the knight's chest.

Second-level spell—Death Grip Youth Edition.

The young man thrust his free left hand into the magic circle, grasped the knight's heart, and crushed it with all his strength.

Then, he raised his leg and kicked it, knocking it away.

During this time, all the other men in black robes also rushed to his front.

Second level spell - Ring of Resistance.

The young man cast the spell again without changing his expression. With him as the center, a repulsive force burst out in all directions, and the eight men in black robes were knocked away in an instant.

However, thirteen men in black robes still managed to hold on.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and a spell scroll appeared out of thin air on his empty left hand.

Then, the spell scroll was activated.

Second-ring spell scroll—Ring of Resistance.

The two superimposed rings of resistance instantly knocked nine more people away, while the remaining three people stuck their swords into the ground and retreated uncontrollably. Only one person carried the superimposed spells and walked up step by step.

The young man ignored the black-robed man who was approaching and continued to cast the spell calmly.

After spending more than ten seconds casting the spell, a silver-white curved blade appeared in front of the boy.

Second level spell - Space Rift.

The moment the silver-white curved blade appeared, it immediately attacked the enemy in front of the young man.

As one of the few space spells that can be cast at a low level, the single-target killing power of Space Rift is not even weaker than that of the fifth-ring and sixth-ring energy-shaping spells.

However, although the single-target damage is explosive, its shortcomings are also very obvious.

The spell is difficult to cast, has a long pre-swing, consumes a lot of mana, has a short attack range, and lasts only a few seconds.

It is precisely because of this that the young man let the man in black robe get closer, and at the same time, used the Ring of Resistance to screen out targets worthy of being killed with this spell.

As the silver-white curved blade swept past and dissipated after three seconds, the young man lifted the ring of resistance, and the four people in front of him all paused.

Then, four heads flew up together.

The young man ignored the four lifeless bodies in front of him and looked calmly at the remaining men in black robes.

After the strongest few of the black-robed men died, the morale of the remaining black-robed men collapsed. A few of them rushed towards the young man like crazy, while the rest turned around and ran for their lives.

In response, the young man simply cast a spell calmly, reaping the lives of these people who had lost their minds.

(End of this chapter)