My Magic Age

Under Luka's admiring gaze, I half-crouched on the ground and raised my gun to shoot. Three consecutive flaming lead bullets passed through the layers of ice fog and hit Baoji's body. Unfortunately, he used a tower shield to protect all the vital parts of his body when he was moving. I could only aim at his exposed arms and thighs and shoot. He kept coughing in the ice fog filled with ice and snow dust. Every interval between coughs was a perfect opportunity for me to shoot.

Baoji in the ice fog was like an ignorant blind man, who reacted very slowly to the sudden danger. The moment the lead bullet touched his skin, a hot flame burst out. In his angry roar, the lead bullet was squeezed into his body by the momentum generated by the explosion. I could clearly hear his roar and feel the direction of the lead bullet. He began to charge towards me by feeling.

Three lead balls were shot into his strong thigh muscles from different positions. I could clearly feel that the lead balls caused serious damage to his leg muscles, but he didn't care about his leg injury at all and rushed towards me without hesitation.

If he was entangled with me, I think Luka would have no strength to fight him. As a last resort, I could only grit my teeth and use the magic skill "Ice Wall" again when I knew that the magic pool was almost exhausted. Teacher Heidi had repeatedly reminded us in class more than once that a magician should never touch the bottom line of his body and always leave 20% of his magic power in the magic pool.

In fact, I understand her idea, which is to prevent us from reaching the bottom line of the magic pool's exhaustion and not to let our magic pool suffer permanent damage.

But I can't care so much now, not to mention that I have had countless experiences of mana exhaustion before. Although the magic pool had not been awakened in my body at that time, the taste of mana exhaustion left a deep impression on me.

At this moment, I once again condensed a huge water wall above my head. The huge output of magic power made me look a little pale.

The magic power of the magic pool in my body was on the verge of drying up. Although the magic vortex was almost spinning at full power, the "mana recovery" skill of the blue crystal stone drum totem outside my body also allowed me to absorb a lot of magic power. The magic effect of "heating" made my whole body like a spring of magic springs. Unfortunately, these were not enough to make up for my own mana consumption. Although I found that these magic recovery effects were fully activated, which almost allowed me to cast small magic skills to achieve a "magic pool without damage state", I was still powerless against large magic skills such as "ice wall".

I tried to slow down the speed of injecting magic power into the water wall, but the strong suction force quickly pulled the magic power in my body into the empty magic pattern array, and even the magic power hidden in each node of my body was not spared, and all of it was sucked into the powerful magic pattern array. The magic power in each node of my body was also on the verge of exhaustion. When the magic power was extracted from my body, it actually gathered along the trend of the body's meridians and gathered at my fingers. Suddenly, so much magic power surged out, impacting the thin stream of magic power flowing in my body like a powerful mountain torrent. Although there was a severe swelling pain all over my body, I clearly felt that the magic circuit of the meridians that usually circulated the magic power of the nodes of my body was actually widened by more than double.

Outsiders did not know the changes in my body. They just thought that I was a little slow to react, but they did not know that at the moment when the magic power was on the verge of exhaustion, my body was undergoing a huge change. If it weren't for the last bit of magic power hidden in my body nodes, which just replenished the magic power needed for the 'Ice Wall' magic skill, maybe my magic pool would be exhausted. For a magician, every time the mana is exhausted, it is a permanent damage to his magic pool. At this moment, I am like a traveler standing on the edge of a cliff, looking at the endless abyss under my feet, and the hairs on my body are all scared to stand up. Finally, in this state, I stopped before the abyss.

In this mysterious situation, I found that the nodes in my body were like a mouthful of extremely fine mana springs, and began to continuously breed the purest magic force from them.

That feeling is like the wonderful taste of the long-dry earth meeting the sweet dew for the first time.

Baoji was about to break through the layers of ice fog. At this moment, I used the last bit of magic power that I had grown to barely control the ice wall to block me and Luka. The ice wall that fell down again shook the entire iron cage. Luka's face turned a little pale. He looked at me with admiration and didn't know what to say.

Seeing my searching gaze, he just smiled at me, took a big step forward without hesitation, and blocked his body in front of me.

If Baoji could rush over, he would be the first one to face Baoji!

For this honest minotaur, I suddenly felt that we had known each other for a long time.

Baoji did not smash the ice wall with his brute force like a bull, but saw the ice wall blocking him, and stopped with precise control of his body. And through the thick ice wall, he raised the short axe with one hand, jumped up with one leg, and chopped the ice wall fiercely.

‘Heavy split’

Just such a simple axe, the surface of the ice wall that was frozen into crystals was smashed into countless fine cracks, and the sense of crisis was getting closer and closer to Luka and me.

In my hand, I still tightly grasped a seed of thorn vine. This was almost my last resort. If it still didn't work, I would use the last bit of time to escape with the 'shadow cloak'. There was no reason to leave my life in the underground black boxing arena. I looked at Baoji on the other side of the ice wall nervously. The countless tiny cracks on the ice wall were like countless small mirrors, reflecting Baoji's cold face.

Looking at his cruel and cold smile, a trace of purple blood had already flowed from the corner of his eyes. Perhaps the wound in his abdomen had not healed yet, and he did such intense exercise, which finally caused the hidden disease in his body to break out.

It seemed that he was also at the end of his strength, and his body was supported by a breath. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but secretly shudder. For a warrior with extraordinary talent like Baoji, five years ago I saw him on the edge of a level 10 warrior, and he had already realized his "momentum", which was a huge and magnificent wall. Now, five years later, when I saw him again, although he had been struggling in the dark side of society, he had never given up on the road of martial arts.

After being seriously injured, he was able to rely on the energy in his body to support him, fighting like a god of war. The so-called "energy" is the "fighting spirit" that warriors need to realize when they want to break through the bottleneck of the second turn and the 20th level after the 19th level. In the Green Empire, all warriors call it "fighting spirit", and there is another term in the Kingdom of Etia, that is, "body protection true energy".

"Wait for death obediently! Little guy." He looked at me with a cruel smile, and the moment he opened his mouth, purple-black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

It seems that his internal wound has never healed, otherwise his blood should not be black and purple. If Hamasaki had not died unexpectedly in the arena today, if I had not suddenly appeared, Baoji would never come to kill me with such hatred.

His hatred for me, just like my hatred for him, can never be resolved!

That's right, when I killed Dai in the caravan, I had a grudge with the leader of the Star Adventure Group again. Dai was the son of a noble family in the city of Schloit. He joined the Star Adventure Group just to experience the wild. After Dai graduated from the academy, he did not become a qualified soldier. After joining the army, he could only be a cannon fodder on the battlefield. It would be better for him to grow up slowly in the adventure group first, and then go to serve in the army after he has a foundation for his life. Such a very safe plan, unfortunately, ended in failure when he arrived at the town of Guludin in the orc tribe.

Dai was killed by a street kid adopted by orcs in the caravan. This incident will eventually be blamed on the two leaders of the Star Adventure Group, who did not do their duty to protect these noble children during the journey. So when they returned to Schroit City with the remaining noble children, they really received the most severe punishment. Those ruthless nobles and wealthy people persecuted him and Hamasaki into the lowest slaves. Not only did they need to provide entertainment for those nobles every day, but they were eventually signed soul contracts and became gladiators in the underground black boxing arena.

In Baoji's heart, he silently thought: All this is thanks to me.

And I also deeply hate them. I can never let go of Sister Guoguo's death. They are the two people who indirectly caused Sister Guoguo to die in a foreign land.

This is also the reason why Baoji would kill me even if his abdomen was injured again.

Hamasaki's body was lying flat on the ground, covered with a thick layer of ice and snow. Before it was covered with ice and snow, I could clearly see that almost all of her skin under her black ultra-thin tights was tattooed with dense magic patterns. I don't know if she can bear the backlash of magic tattoos all over her body. If she can't bear it, then Hamasaki may have been overdrawing her vitality to maintain the normal operation of those dense magic patterns on her body.

It can be seen that they are all suffering from some inhuman pain.

"Where is Montetroya?" I asked Baoji lightly across the ice wall.

He just shot a strong hatred in his eyes, but he didn't speak coldly. His eyes clearly told me: Is it meaningful for a dying person to ask these questions?

At this time, a figure rushed in from outside the iron cage, like a black lightning, relying on the cover of thick ice fog, lurking behind Baoji. At this moment, Baoji concentrated all his mental power on me and did not notice that someone was lurking behind him. The black figure emerged from the ice fog, with an ordinary face. He clenched his teeth nervously, raised a long dagger high, stood behind Baoji and slowly stabbed Baoji's neck.

Everything happened like a slow motion, but the characters in the play had no way of noticing. When the bright dagger was inserted into Baoji's neck, he woke up from his trance. He turned around and wanted to use the shield to perform a "shield strike" to knock out the assassin. Obviously, he underestimated the opponent's reaction speed. When he turned around, the assassin suddenly jumped up and stabbed Baoji, who was already at the end of his strength, with a dagger.

‘Chisel’…

I guess that assassin who is proficient in assassination must have some special skills to hide his breath. When he approached the warrior Baoji silently, it was destined that this was a victory for him.

A bright dagger was inserted deeply from Breguet's thick shoulder and neck, directly piercing his collarbone and stabbing into his heart. Perhaps it cut off the heart tube, and purple-red blood seemed to spurt out from the wound. , another dagger was inserted directly into Baoji's forehead. Baoji's tall body collapsed suddenly like a wall.

The assassin was also knocked to the ground unconscious by Baoji's 'shield blow' before his death. Baoji fell to the ground and wailed in pain. He covered his forehead with one hand. The dagger was deeply embedded, and the sharp point on the dagger The teeth were stuck in Breguet's skull, making it impossible for him to pull them out no matter what. His other hand covered the wound on his shoulder, and the gurgling blood could not be stopped and continued to flow out between his fingers.

His breathing became weaker and weaker, and the hand holding the shoulder wound loosened little by little. His eyes kept rolling upwards, a strange gurgling sound came from his throat, and his breathing became violent and short. This was already his The last little time of his life was gone, but it seemed that he was holding on and did not take his last breath.

I pointed a finger on the ice wall, and the ice wall with countless cracks collapsed at this moment. I walked quickly through the fine ice chips and walked to Breguet.

"Do you have something to tell me?" I asked him, standing three meters away vigilantly.

At this moment, the pupils of Baoji's eyes had begun to expand outward, and the signs before death were extremely terrifying, but his face smiled strangely at me, and a mouthful of purple-black blood flowed out, but I heard him slurring his words. The earth said to me: "He is coming soon. I will wait for you at the intersection of the Kingdom of God!"

I knew he was talking about 'Montetroya', the evil mage who kept me awake for countless nights. My hands couldn't help but start to tremble now. I didn't expect that the day I had been waiting for would be like this. It has been coming for a long time. It seems that I have to make myself stronger. I clenched my fists and thought silently.

The black boxing arena was already in chaos. It was as cold as an ice room. The scantily clad dancers were shivering with cold on the high platform in the distance. There were even some maids holding silver plates who were beaten by the chaotic crowd. Pushed down, screams and curses came from time to time.

The door of the iron cage was pushed down by several strong men. Benjamin ran to me eagerly. He looked at me nervously and asked: "Jijia, are you okay?"

Looking at Benjamin's concerned eyes, I was so weak that I was almost crumbling. I smiled reluctantly at him and said, "Senior, you drank this glass of wine a little too long!"

He was relieved when he saw that I could still joke with him. He looked at the tauren Luka beside him with his eyes. Almost every human being has an innate discrimination against orcs. Benjamin was a little bit He said arrogantly to Luka: "Carry him on your back and follow me!"

In fact, this sentence has already decided Luka's fate. For the young tauren, although the contract has been turned into two pieces of paper, he is trapped in the underground black boxing arena with no one to protect him. In his words, even if he is free now, it will be difficult for him to escape safely. With these words from Senior Benjamin, I know that Senior also wants to take him out of this pit of fire.

I don’t know if Luka understood the hidden truth, but this honest and honest tauren waved a big hand, gently lifted my butt with his hand, and placed me firmly on his Sitting on the right shoulder of the three-meter-tall tauren, I felt the benefit of a wide field of vision. I happened to see several friends of the half-lizard man trying to sneak away while taking advantage of the chaos. How can we let them get what they want?

"Why did you get into the iron cage and fight with the gladiators inside? Those guys inside are all desperadoes. They are simply a group of guys who are not afraid of death. You must not get into it next time. !” Benjamin kept urging me beside me.

I pointed at the group of young nobles who were about to sneak away and said to Benjamin: "Senior, they are the ones who just wanted to trouble me and forced me into the iron cage!"

Not far away, by the iron cage, the body of the half-lizard noble was still lying there upright, with my skinning knife still stuck in his eye socket. Several guards maintained order in the underground black boxing arena. Staying there, they looked at us from time to time.

Benjamin looked at me with his mouth wide open, and immediately pointed at the group of young aristocratic dandies, and said to the assassin in black behind him who was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Go and bring someone to stop them, don't let them escape. …”