The assassin pulled out his three spikes from Johnny's shoulder and threw the opponent to the ground. Although he was seriously injured and exhausted, the blow did not penetrate Johnny's heart, but seeing him lying in a pool of blood, he couldn't even moan at all, and it was only a matter of time to die.

The assassin staggered back under the wall, pressed the wound on his chest with one hand, took out a bottle of magic potion with his other hand, bit off the bottle plug with his mouth, and then poured himself a few mouthfuls, and then poured all the remaining magic potion on his wound that was still bleeding.

It's so dangerous. If I hadn't been holding the Flame Storm Scroll, I would have been dead this time!

The assassin threw away the medicine bottle in his hand, leaned heavily against the wall behind him, slowly closed his eyes, and began to breathe violently.

Although the flame arrow that caused the chest wound almost burned half of his lung leaves, it will not be fatal under the influence of magic potions. After being properly handled later, it should be able to save his life. However, after all, the body still left huge and irreparable trauma. At least in terms of fighting, his strength has been greatly reduced!

The assassin never expected that the young man who seemed to be insignificant at all would have paid such a heavy price!

Immediately afterwards, something that the assassin never expected happened!

"I kill you!"

A magic missile was accompanied by a hysterical roar, and it roared at the black-clothed assassin who could not rise up.

The assassin, who was a little confused because of excessive blood loss, thought he was hallucinating his auditory hallucinations, but when the energy light scattered from the magic missile that had approached him had already illuminated the assassin's pale face, he found that he had no time to dodge.

After a huge roar, the assassin's body rolled far away under the impact of the energy of the magic missile. However, except for the already ragged black waist suit on his body, it was even more ragged. It seemed that the assassin had not suffered any substantial damage.

The assassin stood up shakingly and looked forward like a dream. He saw Horay standing a little far away from him, except for his extremely vicious expression, almost no different from what the assassin saw before releasing the flame storm.

The assassin once again had the urge to rub his eyes hard. Either there was something wrong with his eyes, or he had fallen into an inexplicable nightmare!

There is no reason why people who are hit and trapped by the flame storm will escape!

Unless the opponent has a stronger counter spell, or the Fire Storm does not really hit the target like he saw.

Can the thirteen or fourteen-year-old child in front of him use the protective magic of countering the level seven spell of Flame Storm?

Or was he deceived by the other party's illusion tricks similar to the face change technique?

The assassin had no time to deny the above fantasy assumption, because the second magic missile roared at him again!

I don't know if it was the assassin who had no time to dodge or had no intention of dodging, the second magic missile hit him again. The black-clothed assassin sat on the ground again, and a large piece of black clothes on his chest was broken, revealing a layer of bright silver soft armor inside.

"It turns out that it is a soft armor for protecting missiles. It seems that you are not much better than me!" Huo Lei almost grinned and approached a step forward. This time, Huo Lei raised his hands at the same time, and two white magic lights on the left and right also shone together: "It looks like a high-end product. How about it? How many magic missile attacks can it protect against? Three times? Five times? Or twenty times?"

As a world-class rich man who was arrogant in his previous life but never treated sincerely, Horay's personality was a bit distorted. In the later years, as a little beggar who could survive by begging and deceiving, the rational and forbearing side of Horay's personality was fully utilized. However, perhaps because of the current life-and-death battle, the violent and cruel side of Horay's personality was suddenly revealed.

The assassin was played and played with like a mouse, and the cat that refused to kill it all at once was the cat that was getting stronger and stronger. It might feel that it was not enough to end the other party at once. He bombarded the magic missiles one by one on the assassin, as if playing a game of hitting a mole.

The assassin either endured the bombardment of magic missiles with his body, or rolled and fled in an extremely embarrassing manner, and even used a magic shield in the middle. However, under the continuous attack of Huolei's magic missiles, the assassin's heart really felt panicked.

After a rough calculation, this kid has fired more than twenty magic missiles!

A magic missile needs to occupy four magic positions, and without using any magic props, it fires twenty magic missiles in a row with bare hands, that means at least eighty magic positions are needed!

What's more, he just released a flame arrow that requires thirty-one magic positions!

The almost crazy boy in front of him actually had more than one hundred units of magic position value, which was much higher than the level he had achieved in half his life's practice, and he didn't seem to stop at all. Just as the assassin gradually felt so surprised and frightened that the number of magic missiles that the child fired was close to thirty!

One hundred and fifty magic position values!

And it's increasing!

The assassin had to start feeling desperate!

As he approached the assassin who was about to flee in a panic but powerless, Huo Lei suddenly tilted his body as if he was tripped by something under his feet. He looked down and saw that he had already walked to Johnny who was lying on the ground. At this moment, the bad-toothed boy crawled on the ground, and the wound that penetrated his shoulders left three shocking blood holes on his back. Yin Hong's blood flowed out from under him. At this moment, Huo Lei was standing on the wet ground soaked in blood.

Another magic missile hit the assassin and knocked him back to a corner of the wall. The enchanted soft armor on his body finally reached its limit. The bright silver color dimmed, revealing the originally dark brown natural texture. The assassin raised his head and saw Huo Lei standing far away. The eyes in his eyes were crazy and calm. The only thing that remained unchanged was the full murderous intent of burning fire.

"The game ends!" Huo Lei opened his hands and separated his fingers. Each fingertip seemed to have penetrated deeply into the magic net. The originally unpredictable magic elements were pulled out from the surrounding chaos and gradually gathered on Huo Lei's ten fingers. The light spots became bigger and bigger and brighter. This time, he was going to fire ten magic missiles at the same time!

The assassin wailed. The rumored level nine mage fired at most five magic missiles at the same time. What made him even more unwilling was that although the magic missile was powerful, it was a very easy-to-prevent spell. The most ordinary magic shield could make the magic missile useless. However, the continuous accumulation of quantitative change finally achieved the final qualitative change. He was actually going to be killed under this unnamed first-level magic missile!

Ten magic missiles were fired at the same time, and at the same time, they passed a short trajectory of light marks in the air, and then hit the black-clothed assassin at the same time.

A tent mixed with strips of cloth, the blood mist of meat and bones suddenly exploded, and the shock waves of ten magic missiles burst at the same time were scattered within dozens of meters around. At first glance, it looked like a bucket of a restaurant accidentally poured into the alley, with red and white splashes everywhere.

Horay stood there for a while and then came to his senses, and quickly turned around and walked to Johnny's side, turning his body over.

"I said... cough cough..." Johnny coughed a mouthful of blood, took out a copper cover with three deep dents on his chest, under his clothes: "You don't really think I'm dead! Don't underestimate me!"

"You are the famous Bad Teeth Johnny in the Northern District of the Imperial Capital. When did I dare to underestimate you?" Although he said this, Huo Lei still breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground: "We have to leave quickly, it's almost time for the airport to get off work at night, and someone will soon return here... No, I can't stand up..."

"You can't expect me to help you up, you're hurting more than you!" Johnny said, still stood up, although he looked like he would fall down again immediately: "Where is your magic wand? It's the thing that can heal the wound!"

"That's just a pain-resting wand. Do you think I can afford a real healing wand?"

"Sooner or later you will be killed by your stinginess! I said, you haven't told me the answer to that question yet... Why do bad guys have to chatter before they see the victory... Hello! Don't poke my wound with that stick!"

"That's not simple." Horay and Johnny supported each other, limping away from the alley that had just saved their lives, as if two little drunks who had just drunk their feet and were heading to the next tavern: "Because we are good people!"

ps: Hello everyone, I am PS. Today is Tuesday, so I made a brilliant debut again. As for the small things I actually appear almost every day, you don’t have to pay attention to...

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