Words without any emotion came out of Sharna's mouth. Just when the mage was looking forward to the answer, he was greeted by a touch of gold.

A gold-level short spear, a throwable weapon, with a maximum number of forty throws. Gold-level equipment is already rare, let alone a gold-level throwing weapon. Even a certain upstart is reluctant to throw one. Sharna is going to throw one.

All the capital was lost.

Even the middle-aged mage did not dare to resist the gold-level weapon thrown by the Amazon. His floating body shook slightly, and the next moment he appeared a hundred meters away. It was the skill that the mage relied on most - teleportation.

However, Sharna, who seemed to have seen through the mage's route, the next moment after he teleported and listened, her figure had appeared less than ten meters away from him, holding a golden short spear in her hand, and following several

The rear end of the air-piercing arrow dives forward like a cheetah, from recognizing its whereabouts to running quickly, shooting arrows, and switching short spears, all in one go. This judgment, this speed, this skill, even the mage can't help but secretly

Cheers.

Big fireball.

The mage opened his five fingers, and a giant fireball that was red and white, several times the size of an ordinary fireball, instantly condensed in his palm and was thrown towards Sharna. The huge fireball immediately swallowed up several pitifully small arrows.

Then it hit the ground with a violent explosion, flames flew into the sky, and the yellow sand was dissolved into crystals. After the thick smoke, Sharna's location had turned into a shiny round pit.

"call--"

A trace of vigilance flashed in his heart, and the mage's figure suddenly pulled up, and a golden light and shadow just missed passing by his toes. After dodging this blow, the mage did not stop, but continued to increase the distance.

Until it is hundreds of meters above the ground.

The next moment, an overwhelming rain of arrows enveloped him. It was unbelievable that this rain of arrows shot out like a machine gun was actually shot from a battle longbow.

With a slight wave of his hand, a wall composed of blue light spots rotated around his body. The fifth-level mage ice skill - Ice Armor, not only has super protective performance, but can also deflect long-range arrows and spell projectiles.

Open. And after suffering a long-range attack, he will cast revenge ice arrows. It can be said to be one of the practical skills that any mage must master no matter which department he specializes in.

After the ice armor was deployed, the scene suddenly became spectacular. Countless arrows rained down, hitting the mage's armor and then bounced away. Then the revenge ice arrows released by the ice armor poured down again, up and down.

The firepower was immediately intertwined, no less than modern air defense warfare.

Sharna dodged the ice arrows that were covered like raindrops. She threw the arrows and spears accurately. The mage didn't just have one armor in hand. For the spears, there were also magic arrows, ice arrows and explosive arrows.

Wait for Amazon's bow skills. He will still know how to get out of the way. The long-range protection of ice armor is not omnipotent, and he is not specialized in ice magic.

The battle seemed to be in a tense state, but even a fool could see that Sharna was at a disadvantage. The middle-aged mage just used an ice armor and dodge some spears and skills at will, but Sharna had to consume arrows and

She has physical strength and magic. If this continues, she will be defeated first due to excessive consumption.

After resisting for a while, the dominant mage suddenly sighed slightly. In fact, he didn't understand why he appeared in front of Sharna. At the beginning, he just wanted to take a few glances from a distance. But he couldn't restrain himself.

Resisting the impulse, from a few glances to tracking, from tracking to face to face, as for fighting, this is not the result he wants.

Consoling yourself with the excuse of testing your strength? Now your goal has been achieved. This child has truly grown up, spread his young wings, and spreads his wings to fly in directions beyond his reach. He can reach this kind of strength at more than 20 levels.

.If he fought with the thought of not wanting her to get hurt, even he would be in a hurry. This is already comparable to the strength of a master at level 40 or 50. How could he have such strength at that time? Seeing something like this

What else is she dissatisfied with?

But, those guys actually dare to...

The middle-aged mage's expression changed unpredictably. One moment he was happy, his eyes were full of kindness, and the next moment he turned extremely vicious. His eyes filled with hatred and anger made people shudder. After changing like this several times, he finally calmed down.

The next moment, the ice armor on his body disappeared, replaced by endless spiritual storms. The vast spiritual power was compressed nearly a thousand times, gradually forming a two or three meter diameter around the middle-aged mage, as if it were a physical body.

A transparent energy ball, when viewed from a distance, the figure of the mage inside the ball becomes blurry and taller.

At this moment, all the arrows that came into contact with the sphere suddenly slowed down as if they had been subjected to a time-slowing spell. They were so slow that the mage could catch them with his hands. Even the blazing flames on the exploding arrows were suppressed.

It was pale and weak, making a soft sound like a firecracker and then gradually disappearing.

Pseudo domain, launch.

At this moment, the mage was like a god, ignoring those sharp arrows like locusts, and swooped towards Sharna.

The huge mental power burst out by the middle-aged mage almost instantly increased the pressure on the soul several times, but Sharna still continued to shoot without changing her expression. With the ability she learned in the life-and-death struggle in the jungle, if necessary,

She can temporarily "die" her body and even her mind.

After discovering that her most powerful explosive arrows were ineffective, Sharna's face froze as she faced the swooping mage. She decisively put on a golden spear, lowered her weight suddenly, and grabbed the end of the spear with her right hand.

One-third of the way, the left hand gently pressed against the front section, the tip of the spear was slightly downward, and he stared at the mage's swooping figure.

Closer, closer.

In an instant, Sharna's eyes suddenly widened, and the motionless spear came to life. The tip of the spear trembled slightly. She raised her left hand to the top and spun her right hand sharply. Then she let go and quickly moved to the back end.

The tip of the spear was facing the mage's position, and he pushed hard.

Stab and explode. Change - spin and explode.

The rapidly rotating spear head turned into a bolt of lightning. The spear body disappeared in Sharna's hand instantly. The next moment, Sharna raised her right hand high and pushed the end of the spear with her palm, but the other spear tip penetrated the middle-aged mage's field, leaving

There was only less than a minute away from his face, but it was tightly grasped by a big hand, and he could no longer move forward. The whole spear was still spinning restlessly, and a stream of burnt smoke was rubbed in the mage's hand.

.

"Snapped--"

There was a crisp sound, and the golden spear could no longer bear such torture and broke in response.

Letting go of half of the spear tip in his hand, the middle-aged mage looked at his charred and smoking right hand, and couldn't help but secretly smacked his tongue. A shaky figure flashed through his mind - this move looked really familiar.

At the moment when he lost consciousness, a white light wiped towards his neck. It turned out to be Sharna who was holding a long dagger at some point. She turned over and struck. The middle-aged mage smiled indifferently, and his figure instantly approached, covering Sharna.

In her own pseudo-domain, she suddenly felt as if her whole body was stuck in a quagmire. Every move required several times more effort than usual, and her movements inevitably slowed down. The left hand holding the dagger

He was easily caught by the middle-aged mage.

At the same time, the mage's other hand pressed on Sharna's forehead, which shone slightly. Sharna, who was about to struggle, suddenly stopped, and her eyes showed a blank look.

Slowly realize the power of the pseudo-realm, child, this is the only thing I can do for you now. The middle-aged mage's eyes flashed with lightning-like brilliance, mixing the power of the pseudo-realm with some things that can only be felt and cannot be transmitted orally.

The realization was conveyed to Sharna from the palm of her hand without reservation.

Generally speaking, this kind of forced teaching is very dangerous. The power of the pseudo-realm is so huge. Ordinary adventurers - take a weak-willed druid as an example, will be suppressed by such a terrifying power.

In the end, he may be shrouded in shadow for the rest of his life. He may not be able to take a step forward into the pseudo-realm, and may even become an idiot.

But Sharna is different. Her encounters that all adventurers of the same level cannot have, give her extremely strong perseverance and self-confidence. This kind of domain pressure not only fails to cast a shadow on her, but also stimulates her desire for the pseudo-domain.

Realization, although this realization cannot allow her to quickly master the power of the pseudo-realm, it can allow her to use the power to a higher level in a short period of time. In time, when she has the power to form a pseudo-realm, she may

In an instant, he crossed this obstacle that ordinary adventurers might not be able to cross in their lifetime, and easily created his own pseudo-domain.

As for why Farah and Kasha, who also have pseudo-realms, don't teach Sharna, it's because this is an ability unique to the elves and cannot be imitated by other races.

My daughter, my treasure, my pride, Antinoya. Emperor. Vanya. Gallanold, forgive me, a sinner who has never fulfilled any of my father's duties. I am sorry for you and your mother.

By the time Sharna woke up from her hazy state, the middle-aged mage had already disappeared. If it weren't for the traces of battle around her and the vague things in her mind, she might have thought it was just a fight.

Dream.

What did that mage just do to me? It seemed that a power so terrifying that I couldn't even imagine surged into my mind. I could only resist it with will and perseverance. In the constant defensive battle, I seemed to be

I gradually became familiar with that power. What exactly is it? There are such wonderful ways to use it in the world...

Sharna closed her eyes and was immersed in her own understanding, as if she had caught something but not caught anything. After an unknown amount of time, she gently shook her head and put away all the chaos.

, anyway, this sense of familiarity has been deeply imprinted in my mind, and it is the best way to slowly realize it in battle in the future.

Later, she recalled the strange behavior of the mage, who showed no murderous intent or hostility toward her. Even the faint sense of connection between them, and the sense of spiritual closeness that made her involuntarily let down her guard, were all

This made Sharna even more confused.

The blood-red full moon gradually rose, and the cold moonlight mixed with the cold wind at night in the desert hit Sharna who was standing in a daze on the battlefield. She woke up, looked up at the moon, and felt an inexplicable rise in her heart.

A hint of melancholy.

Elegantly, she put her hands behind her back and skillfully untied the golden ponytail. The flowing hair gently slipped through her fingertips like a golden waterfall, and was gently draped over her shoulders. On her face, she brushed away the sticky hair.

The dusty cheek. The cold moonlight shone on it, reflecting the bright light of gold, illuminating the earth and illuminating her noble and beautiful face, which reflected each other without any sign of weakness with the blood moon in the sky.

Perhaps it was the appearance of the middle-aged mage, or perhaps it was the cold lonely moon, Sharna suddenly felt that her heart was empty, with only the cold wind pouring into it. A strange emotion arose in her heart uncontrollably,

It added a softness to her sea-blue eyes.

Shaking her head slightly, her long hair was curled up with golden waves. Driven by this strange emotion and atmosphere, she suddenly took off her shoes on a whim and untied her ties.

Revealing a pair of flawless feet, he then spread out his hands, holding a shoe in each hand, and walked back and forth on the sand with his bare feet like a naughty and playful child, looking at the string of small footprints on the sand.

, she was stunned. She showed an extremely cute expression, and then involuntarily started to make gestures back and forth on the sand with her jade feet.

For a long time, when the moon rose into the sky, she still did not stop. Instead, she kept backing up harder and more skillfully, gesticulating on the sand with her feet, leaving a string of endless words in front of her.

, all written with the same title and the same name.

Where are you now? I really want to see you, brother!

"yawn!!!!!"

On the third floor of the prison, I made an earth-shattering sneeze. Its impact was no less than that of Faraday's full-screen taunt bead.

At this time, we are in the middle of the third floor. Well, of course, this is what Kane told me. If I can tell, it's pretty good to know that we are still in the palace prison.

"Did someone miss me?" I rubbed my nose and murmured happily.

"Don't be complacent. Maybe some woman whom you have ruthlessly forgotten is cursing you." Farah turned around and mocked coldly. Being alone, he is naturally extremely jealous of my luck as a woman.

"Can I interpret this sentence as the cry of a bereaved dog?" I immediately responded.
To be continued...