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Cook could no longer hold on, his right arm was injured, which was very fatal to an elemental swordsman and almost lost most of his combat power.

Earl Sailing was the most nervous. He looked at Cook nervously, with a hint of anxiety on his face, and shouted to the old man in black robe: "Master Hill!"

The wrinkled face of the old man in black robe seemed very calm at this moment. He gently stretched out his withered hand and whispered: "I haven't done it for a long time... The third-level mage? Hehe, Merillon, if you really only have three-level magic, you are afraid you won't be absorbed into the Abyss Castle. Take out your strongest strength!"

"Swoosh".

As soon as the old man in black robe finished speaking, his figure rushed forward suddenly. His usually thin body actually contained powerful explosive power at this moment. In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the dark night.

"Old guy, if you do it rashly, aren't you afraid that your spell model will collapse?"

When Merillon saw the old man wrapped in a black robe, his eyes slightly condensed, and his expression immediately became solemn. It was obvious that he seemed to know the old man with black robe.

However, Master Hill seemed to have not heard Merillon's words, and while rushing forward, his hand raised high.

"Swoosh swish swish".

Five fireballs appeared instantly, cutting through the dim night sky, and flew towards Merillon.

This is the zero-level spell fireball technique, which is no different from Merlin's fireball technique. However, being released by the old man in black robe seems to be easier, faster, and more control.

This is because the old man in black robe has stronger mental power and has more exquisite control over spells. However, if we talk about the power of fireball, Merlin's fireball technique, because of the analysis of "Matrix", is selected from the 180,000 spell models, whether in terms of stability or power, it is definitely the best choice.

Five fireballs were connected in a row, directly blocking Merillon's way forward, but the old man in black robe had far more than this. Otherwise, he would not have survived the "slaughterhouse" war.

After five fireballs, the old man in black robe remained silent, waving his hands constantly, and the waves of fire elements fluctuated very strongly, which made Meilin feel a little shocked.

"Swoosh swish swish".

Several more fireballs flew out, one after another, as if there was no end. Moreover, the speed at which the old man in black robe released the fireball was shockingly fast.

Meilin secretly estimated that the old man in black robe released the fireball at least two to three times that of his.

At such a fast speed, fireball techniques almost blocked all around Merilon in an instant. Countless fireballs cut through the night sky and flew towards Merilon together. This momentum alone was no less than the scene where the heavy crossbowmen fired thousands of arrows just now.

Looking at the overwhelming fireballs, at least nearly twenty fireballs were flying in, whistling, Merriron's face was extremely solemn, and the earth elements on his body began to fluctuate wildly.

"Rumbling".

A block of earthy yellow walls quickly rose from the ground, tightly surrounding Merillon.

"Bang bang bang".

Twenty fireballs hit the earth wall one after another. Merilon's earth-type spells were only level zero spells, which might be able to withstand one or two fireballs, but so many fireballs one after another could not resist them at all.

The earth wall collapsed instantly, and Merilon could only release the earth-type spell again. Every time the earth wall collapsed, his face turned pale. Moreover, when the earth wall was used several times in a row, Merilon could not support it.

In terms of the strength of mana, Merillon cannot be compared with the old man in black robe.

"Old guy, it seems that you really have to work hard for Sailing regardless of the danger of the spell model in your body collapse?"

Merillon's face was a little pale. Although he resisted the attack of the old man in black robe, he consumed a lot of money, not to mention that this was the first wave of attacks of the old man in black robe.

Merillon is obviously familiar with the old man in black robe. This old man who can survive in the cruel "slaughterhouse" may not be able to exert all his strength because of hidden dangers in his body, but even so, Merillon will never dare to underestimate him.

In this revenge, the only thing that made him a little afraid was the old man in black robe in front of him!

"Merillon, release your strongest spell, hehe, Abyss Castle is good at dark spells. Come on, let me, the old man, also see the dark spells!"

The old man in black robe seemed to know very well about the Abyss Castle, knowing that Merillon had more than this strength.

"The spell model crashes?"

Meilin, who was watching the game in the distance, had a slightly slight look on his eyes. When he heard the conversation between Merillon and the old man in black robe, he finally knew the secret of the old man in black robe.

No wonder Meilin always feels that the old man in black robe is a bit strange. He is obviously very strong in mental power, but he dare not use it all, as if he is afraid of something. It turns out that the spell model in the sea of ​​consciousness of the old man in black robe is unstable and needs to be stabilized with his mental power at all times, and he cannot be used too much, otherwise the spell model may collapse.

Old Man Aita's spell note also mentioned that the spell model must be constructed very stably, otherwise, once the spell model collapses, the consequences will be unimaginable.

This mysterious old man in black robe has strong mental power, enough to match the peak of those first-level spell casters, but he needs to use most of his mental power to stabilize the spell model, and even the spell model cannot be used too much.

Such a spellcaster will never be able to build a first-level spell model for the rest of his life, and he will never be able to become a first-level spellcaster.

There is often a deep loneliness in the eyes of the old man in black robe. It must be because of these reasons.

"Old guy, if you want to die, then it's as you wish!"

Merillon's voice suddenly became erratic, and there was a very obscure elemental fluctuation on him, which Merlin had never felt before.

"Dark mist!"

Merillon's voice seemed to come from all directions, and his figure seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye. Merlin hurriedly searched with his mental power, but he could not find the other person's figure, and it seemed that he had really disappeared.

Where Merillon was originally standing, it was pitch black and there was no trace of Merillon at all!

"Dark element? This is the mysterious dark element..."

The old man in black robe had a serious expression. Mei Lin could still see the old man in black robe, but just after the old man in black robe finished speaking, the sky completely darkened. In the blink of an eye, the old man in black robe disappeared without any trace.

"It disappeared again? Dark Element? Could this be the dark spell that the Abyss Castle is good at?"

Merlin frowned. He didn't know the dark element at all. Naturally, he didn't know what was strange about this dark mist in Merilon.

However, whether it is the disappearance of Merillon or the disappearance of the old man in black robe, it must be related to the "dark fog" released by Merillon. Merlin believes that the old man in black robe who can survive from the "slaughterhouse" must not be as simple as it seems, and there will definitely be a way to deal with it.

All Merlin, Earl Sailing and others can do now is to wait quietly.
Chapter completed!