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Chapter 150 Cultists

Casillas defected from Kama Taj, and at the same time brought a large number of cultists who, like himself, threw themselves into the darkness and were willing to become slaves of the evil god Dormammu.Although these believers were a bit weaker than Casillas himself in spell power, they also got Dormammu's dark magic power, and their strength was not weak.

Without the need for Casillas to issue an order, these believers had already unleashed their weapons and all moved forward to encircle Michael.What they hold in their hands are all "air weapons" that condense dark magic power. Their shapes and sizes are hidden in the blurred airflow and cannot be identified. Therefore, the origin and length of their weapon moves are difficult to estimate when they are close to each other. In a disguised form, the power of each of their moves has increased by a large amount.

The one who rushed to the front was a mage whose face was painted black and black, with long black braids on his head.He rushed to the front of the team at the head of the horse, and with his arm forward, a vague blade stabbed at his chest.He rushed with full momentum, but his tricks were not so remarkable.Michael raised his sword and stabbed him in the face, causing him to stop and return the knife. Michael took the opportunity to raise his palm and fired a pulse cannon in the middle of his chest. The energy impact sent him far away to the crowd behind him.

The mages behind avoided this guy's body by jumping sideways or vertically, and then continued to speed up.Next, the three of them attacked at the same time, and the three invisible weapons fiercely attacked the three vital points in front of Michael's body, and the attack range of the three of them covered more parts of his body. Dodge to attack his other vitals instead.

But Michael didn't mean to hide at all.He stood still, and handed out the magic long sword. The flame-colored sword light flashed past, and the sword was moving at an astonishing speed.Before the three of them could see what happened, they each felt a pain in their wrists. When they regained their senses, all three of their wrists holding weapons had been cut off by Qi Gen.Three palms holding the weapon fell to the ground, and the floor slid open as if a mechanism had been triggered, swallowing the three palms.

The three of them screamed and retreated.Although the other mages continued to move forward, they couldn't help showing timidity when they looked at the man in iron armor in front of them.They are both followers of Casillas, and they have a little understanding of each other's strength levels.Most of them are between equal in strength, the higher ones are not much higher, and the lower ones are not too bad.But the other party only had to face each other, and he pierced through three with one move, and cut off the palms of the three people with a simple sword. How can people calm down in this scene?

More mages surrounded them, and various invisible magic weapons attacked them.This time, Michael confronted eight people at the same time. The weapons used by the eight people were different, but their shapes and sizes were still hidden in the vague airflow.Usually, it is extremely difficult to distinguish and deal with this kind of weapon when fighting with one person. At this time, each of the eight people occupies a position and attack together. Even their leader Casillas himself may not be able to take a few moves.

Trapped in this tight encirclement, Michael still didn't feel panicked at all, and his sword still revealed a sense of calm and unhurried confidence.He was obviously not in a hurry to strike, but the movement of the sword was astonishingly fast, every time he struck a person's shoulder, arm or wrist, forcing the opponent's weapon to drop his hand.The two of them were distracted, and there was a small flaw in their movements. Michael caught him immediately, and wiped their throats with two swords. The two mages died immediately on the spot.

Casillas let the reinforcements go forward to attack, and he only took a short breath to recover from his injuries, and then he was ready to continue to attack.As soon as he made a seal, he conjured up an air spear in his hand, and was about to rush into the formation again, only to find that twelve of the reinforcements who rushed forward had already been killed or injured in such a short time.The black and golden body surrounded by layers in the center is like a harvester running at full power, rampaging among the mages is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, and one person will fall down with every sword strike.

Casillas held the spear in his hand, and stood still for a few seconds in the posture of stepping forward.Then the weapon in his hand gradually disappeared, he turned his head silently, stretched out his hand and drew a teleportation circle in the space.

Obviously, rushing forward at this time would mean death.He realized that he seemed to have underestimated the threat to the enemy a bit too much. Before, he naively thought that no matter how powerful this Michael Paso was, he was at best a mage who learned quickly. Now it seems that the threat this person poses to them is simply Under the Supreme Master Gu Yi himself.

So Master Casillas thought carefully and over and over again, and finally decided. It is the best policy to go.

After stabbing three mages in a row, the virtual screen in front of Michael suddenly marked the attack alarm from the back of his head.The howling strong wind hit the vibrating gold helmet, and a fist wrapped in the fuzzy airflow hit it heavily.With a backhand, Michael received the opponent's punch firmly with his palm, but the huge force attached to the punch pierced through the gauntlet and shook his body slightly, and the dark magic penetrated through the vibrating gold shell, piercing his arm slightly. cold.

Michael was a little surprised and took an extra look at the man.The mage who punched also had exaggerated dark circles around his eyes, and dark lines were drawn on his cheeks, making him look sinister.He was as muscular as a bull, with bulging muscles that made his arms twice as thick as a normal man's.He doesn't have a weapon, but his fists are attached to the vague air current, perhaps it should be said that his fists are his weapons.

This is the strongest mage under Casillas other than himself, and belongs to the rare type of mages who prefer to fight with bare hands.

At this time, there were only the last three mages besieged including this person.Seeing his rare opening, the other two rushed to attack Michael from behind without even thinking about it.But Michael didn't turn his head back at all, cut off one's arm with a backhand sword, and then pierced one's heart with the long sword.He pulled out the blade, and nimbly turned it around in his hand, without squinting his eyes during the process, as if he had done a trivial thing with little effort.

There is one last left.The sorcerer shouted loudly, and punched through the air, and the airflow that was difficult to discern with the naked eye struck domineeringly in front of him.Michael raised his palm and fired a spell pulse cannon to disperse it.Following the ejection of the thrusters on his back, his figure surged forward, and the fiery sword light pierced straight away.Seeing him approaching, the sorcerer let out a roar without even thinking about it, and punched him with the palm of his right hand and his left hand, hitting his forehead and abdomen respectively.Before he could use the dark magic power full of him, he suddenly saw a red light flash in front of him, and the palm of his right hand suddenly felt a sharp pain.The magic long sword pierced through his palm strangely, sticking to his arm all the way up, the tip of the sword pointed at the face door with a cold red light.

It was another sword strike, and this sword pierced the black magician from the palm to the forehead, and he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

Michael let go of his hand, the magic power dissipated, and the blade disappeared.Looking back, the black magician on the ground was already lying on the ground, either dead or injured.

Casillas ran away.

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(End of this chapter)