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Chapter 47(2/2)

"Power, blood of stars, you..." Controlled by some indescribable evil will, the elf made a terrifying and ethereal voice, as if it came from another world.

As he spoke, the shriveled flesh and blood on the elf's chest split open, revealing a tangled biological tissue like a big eye. Within it, the Stone of Lies, which had restored the form that Huang Lang first saw, pointed at Huang Lang and the man behind him like a pupil.

Serena gets up.

"What is that?!" Serena couldn't help but scream when she saw the horrific scene in front of her.

"It's a big trouble." Huang Lang responded in a deep voice.

The dome cracked, and in addition to the wind and snow, sounds from outside were also heard. Huang Lang clearly heard noises that should not appear on winter nights, and heard shouts, screams, and fights.

Huang Lang even heard the screams.

Things are obviously serious.

Before she had time to think about it, the elf, which had completely lost the posture of a normal creature, rushed towards Huang Lang fiercely again, and the gray aura around her covered Huang Lang and Serena like a dragnet.

"Buy time!" Serena shouted.

Before he finished speaking, Huang Lang disappeared into a puff of smoke under Serena's surprised gaze.

"You!!!" Serena, who thought Huang Lang had escaped, was so angry that she almost breathed her last.

The next moment, Huang Lang reappeared from the shadows, slashing fiercely at the completely demonized elf with two swords.

Seeing the big phantom with the word "Immune" jumping out, Huang Lang, who knew that the sneak attack did not stun him, was about to continue the attack when Serena, not far away, had already taken out a bottle of magic potion, drank it, and tore open a scroll.

Then his figure instantly distorted under the starlight, and his whole person suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Then he appeared behind Huang Lang instantly.

The half-elf put his hand on Huang Lang's back, and the torn scroll in his hand flashed with magic power again, and the next moment, the two of them disappeared on the spot.

A second later, somewhere a few hundred meters away from where the two were just now, the light was distorted, and the two appeared out of thin air again and fell directly into the snow.

"You said buying time, I thought you had some killer move... ugh..." Huang Lang got up and said while reaching out his hand to pull Serena.

He just felt dizzy and nauseous.

"Short-distance teleportation is a spell that can only be mastered by Level 4. I relied on potions and scrolls to do it... vomit..." Serena stood up shivering and retched, "

Now, vomit, what should I do?”

Huang Lang did not respond immediately, because he had already seen the monster dragging the gray mist like a comet's tail across the night sky, chasing him.

"Let me ask you, as a mage, do you have any special spells to deal with evil spirits?"

"Psychic spells can only be learned by a mage of level 5 or above..."

"Coming!"

The evil spirit pounced from the air.

As for the typo problem, I might wait to deal with it more intensively in March when I have a little more free time.

Thanks to all readers who support me

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