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however.
At this moment, Kalil was already terrified. He still vividly remembered how the eighth-tier mage had died. Now, awakened by Sammer's voice, he didn't want to die a miserable death here. "Sammer, I'm sorry!"
As he spoke, elemental power surged around Kalil, enveloping him and sending him flying into the distance. "Kalil, you bastard, I'll fuck your mother!!!" Summer roared in fury, not expecting this guy to be so disloyal. "You can use this one who escaped as practice!"
Looking at the terrified mage Kalil, Liu Ziming's eyes flashed with disdain. A cowardly bully who doesn't even have the courage to fight. "Yes, Spider Boss!"
The angel cat smiled slightly, its face full of anticipation. "Jing, protect them!"
Liu Ziming nodded and said to Jing.
His meaning was clear: use this seventh-tier mage as a practice run for the cats, and then have Jing act as their bodyguard to prevent any accidents from happening.
The slime nodded quietly, then went to the cat's side. "And what about me, Master?!"
The fiery dragon, which hadn't made a move from beginning to end, wiggled its massive muscles, looking expectant. "You can just watch the show from here. You don't need to lift a finger this time," Liu Ziming said calmly.
This seemingly mundane scene, when witnessed by the mercenary group, sent chills down their spines.
A few casual words were enough to decide their fate.
However, what made them even more desperate was...
They saw the cat activate its teleportation magic, and the cat and the others vanished into thin air.
When the cats and their companions appeared, they happened to be ahead of the seventh-tier mage, Kalil, and by sheer coincidence, they blocked Kalil's retreat and surrounded him.
Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but feel terrified. How could they fight... no... how could they run away?
The mage Kalil, who was the main character, also stared at everything in disbelief.
His eyes were filled with shock, and he screamed as if he had seen a ghost. Fear, endless fear, fear of the unknown and despair of death surged into Kalil's heart at this moment.
They had no idea that the cat's teleportation magic was so accurate and close-range, it was all pure luck.
In their view, that was a display of great strength.
The existence of a terrifying being who can kill without leaving a trace, and who can slaughter an eighth-level being as easily as slaughtering pigs and dogs, is enough to make them despair.
Now another powerful figure has emerged who possesses spatial magic and can accurately locate and teleport. And this powerful figure is none other than the little girl he had his eye on before.
Fear and endless oppression rose unconsciously in their hearts.
At that very moment, the cat made its move.
The raging power of light seemed to evaporate everything, bursting out from the cat's left wing and hurtling towards the seventh-tier mage.
At this moment, although the seventh-tier mage was terrified, his fighting instincts remained.
He shakily raised his staff, and a magical barrier materialized before him. "Arkham Shield!"
He learned the most powerful defensive magic, which allowed him to condense the prototype of the Arkham Shield to withstand attacks.
But can they defend against the attacks of these terrifying people?
He was unsure.
Just when he had given up all hope of defending himself, the cat's attack came in an instant.
It slammed heavily onto the shield, and just when he thought the force would shatter his defenses and kill him instantly... (Requesting flowers.)
A strange thing happened: his shield didn't break, only developed a few cracks. "It blocked it!"
Kalil was overjoyed, but upon closer inspection, he realized something was amiss. The aura of that person's attack was only close to the sixth rank, yet it had caused cracks to appear on the Arkham Shield.
"Oh dear... the shield didn't break. I'm still too weak."
The cat said apologetically, which drew eye rolls from everyone.
Good grief, what else do you want? A fifth-tier mage breaking a seventh-tier mage's defensive shield is normally impossible, and you did it, so why are you saying this?
Is there anyone who acts so pretentious?
Contrary to everyone else's expectations, Kalil was indeed overjoyed.
The person who attacked him was weak, but had high combat power!
...Khalil's discovery of this was like discovering a new continent, and he was once again filled with hope for life.
however.
Just as he was pondering how to use the cat as a breakthrough, Ahri and the others moved, giving him no time to catch his breath. "Charm. Phantom Trail!" "Rain of Light!"
Ahri briefly held off the seventh-tier expert from the front, allowing Qingfeng Yinggong Qiaoman to launch a surprise attack from behind.
In an instant, countless feathers transformed into arrows that shot towards Kalil like streaks of light. "Radiance!"
Kalil hurriedly cast a spell, hoping to use his attack to counter Qingfeng Yinggong Qiaoman's attack and thus buy himself time to retreat.
Because from the battle just now, he had already sensed that not all of these people possessed the terrifying strength to instantly kill a seventh-tier opponent.
At least the people I'm currently facing don't have that kind of strength.
He clearly realized that these people were using him as a sparring partner.
Of course, he is quite satisfied with being a sparring partner now.
As long as those terrifying beings don't make a move, he still has a chance to survive.
His idea was good, but...
Just as his radiant magic was unleashed, the seven-colored deer suddenly exclaimed, "Seven-colored dazzling light!" "Dancing spiritual light!" "Seven-colored song!"
The next second, three streams of seven-colored light, composed of elemental forces, struck the Radiant Magic.
Chapter 289 A Terrifying Existence!
As expected, the first ray of seven-colored light, upon contacting the Radiant Magic, only delayed its advance by a moment before transforming into a shower of seven-colored light that scattered across the earth. "Fifth tier, trying to defy the heavens?"
A hint of disdain flashed across the mage Kalil's lips.
In his view, the Seven-Colored Deer's all-out attack was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an overestimation of its own strength.
If it weren't for the existence of that person who could instantly kill an eighth-tier expert, he could have destroyed the Seven-Colored Deer and the others with just a flick of his finger.
As soon as he finished speaking, the second seven-colored ray of light arrived as promised.
The second beam of seven-colored light followed closely behind, striking the radiance. Although the result was the same as before, the originally magnificent radiance also developed cracks at this moment.
Until the third seven-colored light collided with the Radiant Magic, although the seven-colored light dissipated, so did Kalil's Radiant Magic. The two spells, "150" and "150," exploded in the air, transforming into the original elemental power.
Seeing this, the Seven-Colored Deer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; his mission was complete.
"This...how is this possible!"
With the Radiant Magic destroyed, Kalil's gaze sharpened. After a brief hesitation, he prepared to condense new magic for defense.
but.
Qingfeng Yinggong Qiaoman's attack has arrived.
Chanting magic requires time; the more powerful the magic, the longer the chanting time. Even if a magician is powerful, they cannot avoid the time required for chanting.
Right now, Kalil simply doesn't have any time to chant spells.
Only then did he realize that the attack by Seven-Colored Deer and the others was premeditated from the very beginning.
First, the strongest Ahri attracted his attention, and when he tried to use magic against Ahri, just as he was casting a spell and revealing an opening in his defense, Qingfeng Yinggong Qiaoman immediately launched a sneak attack.
He could only withdraw the magical defense he had prepared beforehand to deal with Ahri, Qingfeng Yinggong Qiaoman.
At that moment, the Seven-Colored Deer intervened and perfectly intercepted Kalil's magic.
This allowed all of Qingfeng Yinggong Qiaoman's attacks to land on Kalil. "Pfft... Pfft... Pfft..."
As expected, the rain of arrows formed from the falling rain all landed around Kalil.
Like a barrage of arrows, he was riddled with holes in an instant, like a hedgehog.
Unlike warriors and fighters, mages rely on powerful mental strength and magical elements to fight, while their physical bodies are inherently extremely fragile.
In addition, mages have always considered themselves superior and looked down on fighters who practice physical skills and warriors who practice dual cultivation.
Therefore, being killed in the face of this situation is perfectly normal.
He was very unwilling to die at the hands of a group of low-level beings.
"I could see hope... I was just one step away from escaping... I was just one step away... Waaah..."
His defiant roar echoed throughout the heavens and earth until he breathed his last. "Not bad, a perfect teamwork!" the slime beside him said calmly. "Just lucky."
"Qingfeng Yinggong Qiaoman said modestly."
However, she wasn't being modest. If the seventh-tier mage she encountered this time wasn't a magician with a fragile body who only practiced magic, but a warrior, fighter, knight, or something similar...
No matter how well they cooperated or how well they worked together, the final result was still irreversible.
This is the essential difference.
Under normal circumstances, even if they were to fight against a mage, their chances of winning would still be slim, because mages have also recognized their own shortcomings and will try to make up for them.
Kalil, however, had clearly been careless. "You've all performed very well."
Seeing the serious expressions on their faces, Slime smiled quietly.
Indeed, in her opinion, being able to fight a seventh-tier mage requires not only luck but also considerable strength!
What good is good luck if you don't have the ability?
Everyone nodded in agreement. Although the battle seemed insignificant, it had been very beneficial to them.
Their ability to grasp the situation on the battlefield has improved to some extent.
On the other hand, Sammer's face turned ashen as he looked at Liu Ziming's side.
Khalil died, not far from him, but he couldn't be happy.
Are you glad that Kalil abandoned them and escaped alone?
In his view, it would be his turn next.
But he didn't want to die.
Looking at the corpse in the distance, Sammer's face darkened.
This was the worst defeat for their Sammer mercenary group; everyone except for him, the leader, and the seventh-tier fighters perished.
Even deep within the Demon Forest, when facing peak eighth-tier demons, they had never suffered such a fate!