Start As a Lord In a Viscount

The three of them responded very quickly. After listening to Claire's words, they also realized that it was not some kind of invisible sorcery, but it was indeed a space scroll that was teleported away.

The eyes of the three of Moore met quickly, and it was only for a moment that they reached a consensus.

"boom!"

The green-robed wizard who was standing in the air fell from the sky with a lightning strike, but the target was no longer Claire, but the wizard on Nicole's side who was fighting with them just now.

"You!" The wizard said in awe, and then quickly chanted a spell, a pitch-black diamond shield blocked in front of him.

"boom!"

The blue lightning was hitting the shield, and the moment the two collided, the diamond-shaped shield shattered into pieces, and the wizard was knocked back several meters away.

"It's not over yet!" Moore squatted on the ground, his palms on the ground.

Then his shadow extended out like plasticine, so fast that when the wizard reacted, Moore's extended shadow had locked his ankle firmly.

Then the seemingly soft shadow flashed a metallic color, and the originally smooth surface pierced countless slender spikes, piercing the wizard's legs, and with his screams, The body also knelt down uncontrollably, blood flowing out of the gap, dyeing the ground of the soles of the feet blood red.

"Go!" Moore yelled.

Then the three of them flew away in the direction of the water mirror at the same time. Now they can't take into account the fact that the use of flying spells will lose their vitality. After Nicole left, they were not Claire at all. If you stay here, you will put yourself in danger.

The purpose of severely wounding the wizard was to delay Claire for a while and give them some time to escape.

How do you say it? A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. When encountering a bear, you don't need to run faster than the bear, as long as you run faster than the people who are with you.

Originally, they had nothing to do with each other, and even if they knew each other, they could still do it. Their lives were the most important thing.

Sure enough, after the three of them flew out of the water mirror, Claire wanted to chase after them, but the wizard resisted in order to save his life. Witchcraft poured out on Claire.

He didn't think that Claire would let him go. The fact was as he imagined. Claire really didn't plan to let him go. His sorcery only slightly resisted Claire for a few seconds. In six seconds, Claire's head fell off, and it rolled around the ground like a ball.

After killing the opponent, Claire just got close to the water mirror and wanted to pass through to hunt down the three people. A dirty cloth bag the size of a fist appeared in the water mirror. Claire's pupils shrank. He recognized the cloth bag. One of the methods, the effect is similar to that of high-explosive grenades.

"boom!!!"

The loud explosion of ringing ears reverberated in the narrow space inside the water mirror, the thick smoke dissipated, and Claire's figure was revealed.

With such a close distance and such power, even if Claire reacted and arranged several defense swaps, she still suffered a lot of injuries.

After the three of them went out, they would definitely run separately. Originally, Claire was still struggling with which one to kill first, but the goal of chasing after they went out was clear.

...

"Hahahaha!" The rickety old man laughed while running away, boasting like a show off: "How about my move just now?!"

That was the thought that suddenly flashed after he got out of the water mirror, and after throwing the cloth bag, it really hindered the time and speed of Claire's exit. This seemed to him like a good chess move, and he couldn't make it out at ordinary times.

The other two didn't talk to each other and ran away with all their strength. Except for the building, the three of them split into three paths and fled towards different passages.

"Escape, escape, I will find you one by one."

Claire's voice suddenly came out, and the three people who were fleeing froze, and then immediately displayed their own means of saving their lives, and the speed of the flight increased slightly.

When Claire came out of the building, the three people had disappeared, but from the breath, it was still possible to tell the first target that Claire wanted to kill, because the rickety old man was still carrying his precious grandson. Much more obvious.

"Exploration! Claire put an exploration spell on herself, and then chased after the rickety old man's breath.

...

With a fourth-level mage, the rickety old man was not as fast as the other two, and was quickly chased by Claire.

When he saw Claire who was chasing after him, the rickety old man had already begun to regret it. Did the cloth bag he just threw attract this evil spirit? Or because he was not able to run fast with others, the other party was staring at him.

"Su!" An earthen wall rose from the ground, forcing the rickety old man in front to stop.

After stopping the other party, Claire's speed also slowed down, and slowly leaned towards the other party, "Don't run away, take out something that interests me, maybe I can let you go."

Knowing that he was not Claire's opponent, the rickety old man couldn't help but step back as Claire moved forward, and didn't come back to his senses until he hit the dirt wall behind him.

Staring at Claire's eyes, he said, "I gave it to you, can you let me go?"

"It depends on what you can come up with in exchange for your life..." Before Claire's words were finished, a light flashed in his eyes, and then the huge illusory mage hand condensed in front of him, He threw the bag that the opponent had thrown over to the fan to fly, and the bag fell on one side of the passage and exploded several large holes.

Claire looked at the rickety old man and said calmly, "You are not honest."

"Are you honest?! If I give you something, you will kill me too."

Claire smiled, "Since you all understand that, let's just start the fight."

...

After more than ten seconds, the rickety old man lost the ability to keep flying. He sat slumped on the ground, with scars and bloodstains all over his body.

"Huhuhu!" The ricketed old man propped up the ground with his hands and panted heavily. If it weren't for his more cards, he would have been killed by Claire if he couldn't hold it for more than ten seconds.

"Are there any last words?" Claire glanced at the other party condescendingly, the broken wind blade in her hand has been condensed.

The rickety old man opened his mouth, "I..."

"Forget it, I just ask casually, and I don't want to hear it."

After Claire finished speaking, the secondary burst wind blade shot out like lightning, like a group of gorgeous ribbons in the air.

"clang!"

In front of the rickety old man, the fourth-level wizard stood up and took out his weapon to block the wind blade for his grandfather. He was completely unable to get involved in the battle between Claire and the rickety old man just now, and even if he blocked this wind blade, it would be particularly reluctant.

Claire's eyes rarely showed a trace of movement, and he slowly raised his right hand again, three wind blades condensed around Claire, and then the wind blades spun, and the power increased by another degree.

"Wait!" The rickety old man stood up with his body propped up, and when he got up, he couldn't help coughing a few times, "Cough cough!"

Claire was not in a hurry to shoot the wind blades, but looked at the ricketed old man who stood up with interest, and said, "Now I'm a little bit in the mood to hear your last words, let's talk."

The rickety old man walked up to the fourth-level wizard, protected him behind him, and said to Claire alone, "If I give you what you want, can you spare my grandson?"

"It depends on what you can come up with." Claire didn't give a definite answer, but she didn't refuse.

"Wait a minute, I'll have a word with my grandson." The rickety old man said.

Claire shrugged indifferently, and didn't care about wasting those few seconds. Anyway, everyone else should have escaped from the ruins, and now it is estimated that they can't be hunted down.

The rickety old man waved at the fourth-level wizard in the air, and said gently, "Come here, Barlow, I'll explain something to you."

The fourth-level mage's eyes were a little complicated. He glanced at Claire, then at the ricketed old man below, and finally fell slowly.

"Come here..." The rickety old man waved his hand weakly, feeling as if he would die if he said a few more words.

The fourth-level mage leaned over, stretched out his hand to support the ricketed old man, bent down and put his ear to the ricketed old man's mouth, gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "Grandpa, just say what you want, I will definitely help you. revenge..."

Hearing Barlow's words, the rickety old man's eyes flashed a very complicated look, but when he saw Claire who was still standing in the air, the last complicated look turned into firmness again, this guy Will not let Barlow go!

Then he opened his teeth and slammed into Barlow's neck. His strength was completely different from his dying appearance. The sharp teeth pierced directly through Barlow's skin and into the flesh and blood. The blood in the body began to flow back into the body of the rickety old man.

"Grandpa?!" Barlow's expression was still unbelievable, and when he reacted, he wanted to push the rickety old man away.

The rickety old man opened his mouth and said, "Don't move!"

I don't know if it was because of this sentence, the fourth-level mage's body suddenly froze and lost his strength, allowing the rickety old man to suck his own blood.

At this time, the body of the ricketed old man swelled up, the shriveled and wrinkled skin became full, and the ricketed body also became straight, as if in the process of rejuvenation.

"I'm sorry!" The rickety old man said vaguely, saying sorry, but the movements in his mouth did not stop at all. The fourth-level mage's body quickly became shriveled, and his eyes were bulging out of lack of blood in his body. , and finally reached a certain limit and could no longer see a trace of life in his eyes.

It was too late and then too fast. The whole process was very fast. When Claire reacted, the rickety old man had already thrown the shriveled corpse of his precious grandson on the ground.

"Oh!" Claire made an unexpected voice, he really didn't expect the situation to develop like this at first.

Then he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, squinting his eyes, his eyes were a little unkind, "This is to make fun of me."

After the rickety old man regained his vitality, he gave Claire a vicious glance, and then a blood mist was sprayed out from his body to wrap it up.

When Claire was ready to attack, the rickety old man turned his head and rushed towards the stone wall. Like a locomotive, the entire stone wall was smashed into pieces, and then turned into a smear. The red light gradually escaped.

"Heh, you've prepared so much just to escape?" Claire laughed, added a speed boosting auxiliary spell to herself, and then chased in the direction of Hongmang.

...

After a few minutes, the ricketed old man felt a little despair in his heart, but Antonio behind him kept chasing him, and he couldn't get rid of him no matter how fast he went.

After another two or three minutes, the blood mist around the ricketed old man gradually faded, and finally dissipated. The ricketed old man also returned to his old old age, and then he stopped with more than enough power, and his eyes were full of despair. color.

"Aren't you running?" Claire asked calmly.

"Crack!" The rickety old man opened his hand and swung a big letter on the ground. He was out of breath, and he was very reluctant to speak.

Claire stretched out her palm and gave the rickety old man a virtual hold, and then the ricketed old man felt as if his hands and feet were tightly grasped by something, and his body was attached to the ground like a magnet, and he wanted to get up and do the basics. not.

But at this time, his heart was dead, and he had no intention to resist, just closed his eyes and waited for the final judgment that belonged to him.

Claire gently landed beside the ricketed old man, squatted down, and said softly, "Anyway, it's been so long, I shouldn't be able to catch up with those people, let's talk."

Hearing Claire's words, the rickety old man opened his eyes, his head and eyes were attached to the ground, and he could only look at Claire sideways, "I don't want to talk to you, kill me, I'm not that kind of scared. dead people."

Unexpectedly, just after he finished speaking, Claire laughed, "Hahahaha."

After laughing, he glanced at him again, and then laughed again, "Hahahahaha!"

The ricketed old man's face became stiff, "Shut up! What's so funny!"

"Isn't it funny that you just said that you are not afraid of death?"

The rickety old man: "..."

"You seem to have killed your grandson yourself just now." Claire asked with a smile, "Is it your own?"

The rickety old man was silent for a while, then said, "Yes..."

"But I trained him to run away as a reserve energy source in times of danger, so I have nothing to feel guilty about."

"I didn't ask you if you were ashamed, why are you explaining this too much?"

The rickety old man: "..."

"If I said I would have let him go, would you regret it now?" Claire asked again.

The rickety old man closed his eyes, unwilling to face Claire's eyes that could read people's hearts, "What's the use of talking about this now, kill me now, I'm a selfish person, there's nothing to say."

"It's boring." Claire patted her butt and sat up, "Then I'll satisfy your request."

The rickety old man also accepted his destiny calmly, closed his eyes peacefully, and prepared to meet his own final moment.

"Om!" Claire's wind blade condensed out again, but it didn't shoot out.

"I'll give you one last chance to say your last words. Compared with other people, I would like to hear what your last words will be." Claire's words are not deceiving, he really thinks Hear the last thoughts of this man who behaved so repeatedly before he died.

The rickety old man opened his eyes again, looked at Claire, and asked after a while, "You're not going to kill me before I speak, right?"

"..."

Claire defended: "I'm not the kind of person with bad taste."

"Okay." Looking at the rickety old man's expression, it was obvious that he fell into memory. "Barlow has been a very well-behaved child since he was a child, and he also has a strong talent for wizards..."

"When he was born, my life was about to come to an end, so I raised him as my successor. He learned witchcraft very quickly and seriously, compared to when I was young. A lot better. I really took him as a successor to train him in the beginning..."

Claire didn't speak either, knowing that the other party would definitely say it on her own.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, the rickety old man said again: "Later my life gradually came to an end, and I realized that my fear of death is not so calm, I am afraid of death, I am really afraid of death, I am afraid The world after my death is a void... so I set my sights on Barlow."

"At that time, he was already a fourth-level wizard. As long as he was promoted to fifth-level, I could transform all his vitality into me through the secret technique. Although a lot of vitality was lost during the transformation, it was enough to make me One or two hundred years to live..."

"I know that I can't advance to an epic wizard with my self-control. After living for another hundred or two hundred years, I will still die..."

"So I jumped in these two mentalities repeatedly. Every time I saw Barlow, I had a different idea in my heart. Sometimes I spurned my soul. This is my own grandson, and sometimes I really want to use him. life in exchange for my life."

"It's a pity that life can't be repeated. If I could, then I wouldn't let Barlow become a wizard... If he doesn't become a wizard, I can also cut off my thoughts." The rickety old man said, his eyes could not help He became red, "He's really good. When I was about to kill him, I said "don't move", and he really didn't resist at all."

Claire smacked her mouth, and after a few seconds of silence, she said, "Scumbag!"

The rickety old man laughed happily, "Haha, yes, kill me, this scum."

"To satisfy you."