Wesley's sudden action undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

Especially the groundhog he threw at the stage, suddenly turned into a human form with a bang in the air!

It was like a wizard. Under the lights on the platform, everyone saw clearly that it was a Denier wizard!

"Everyone kill him!"

Seeing the appearance of Lance, the wizards of the Red Robe Brotherhood were shocked. They naturally recognized Lance.

But the wizards of the Underworld are different. Although Wesley said that Lance is a second-level wizard, they are confident that with the joint efforts of so many people, the second-level wizard can be killed by them - there is a precedent on the battlefield.

Lance's body stayed in the air for a moment and landed steadily on the stage.

He smiled slightly at the trembling old man from the Nether tribe next to him: "I'm sorry."

The next second, a fire flashed through his fingertips, and the old man's heart was pierced!

The temple was suddenly in chaos and everyone was in an uproar. Since the war started, the people of the Nether tribe have never suffered such insults!

In the temple, the elder who presided over the ceremony was killed by an arrogant Denier. This was almost unforgivable.

All the wizards of the Nether Clan were angry.

They all raised their staff and pointed them at Lance.

One spell coordinate after another floated down like snowflakes and pressed on Lance.

Lance was not nervous at all, his eyes injected at the running figure in the aisle.

That's Wesley.

After Wesley threw Lance on the stage, he almost immediately started running towards the gate.

Everyone's attention was on Lance. He didn't notice him at all.

Soon, Wesley rushed to the gate of the temple.

Bang bang!

He tried his best to close the only exit of the temple hard, and at the same time blocked the door bolt with a magic latch!

While doing this, he shouted loudly: "Kill this guy quickly and never let him escape!"

As soon as he shouted, everyone immediately understood his intention.

It turned out that he was afraid that this second-level wizard would escape!

At that moment, everyone suppressed the doubts in their hearts and began to concentrate on dealing with Lance.

"Even a second-level wizard, how could he survive under the spell bombardment of hundreds of us!?"

This is the idea of ​​every wizard of the Nether Clan.

The sound of spells chanting comes one after another.

Lance on the platform was motionless. He looked at Wesley's movements and couldn't help but smile.

My plan was successful.

Wesley's acting skills are indeed great, which makes everyone think that he closed the door just to shut himself.

And in fact, everything is exactly the opposite.

Close this door means that these wizards in the temple will never have a way out.

Lance ignored the spell coordinates that fell on him and slowly opened his hands.

...

The fluctuations in the spell factor are getting stronger and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, I don’t know how many first-level spells have been brewing successfully.

However, at this moment, a panic sound suddenly came from the crowd:

"Why! Where are my spell coordinates?"

"No, I just locked him."

"Is it because there is a problem with my mental power? I have lost his spell coordinates!"

The wizards in the audience discovered this in shock and angrily and shouted loudly.

Only a very small number of wizards finally used it because they did not use lock-type spells.

Large clusters of flames rushed over. Lance didn't move, and a thin layer of crystal mist floated away.

Bang bang bang bang!

The flames hit the crystal mist, the latter being unscathed.

Just kidding, Crystal Mist is a defensive spell that can withstand level 2 witchcraft. It is impossible for mere level 1 witchcraft to break the defense.

Lance's face was as deep as water. After a simple magical explosion, it was a short chant.

Suddenly, a large number of lightning spell factors gathered over.

A thick lightning chain suddenly took shape!

【Outland Lightning Chain】!

When the lightning chain appeared, all the wizards' faces turned pale!

They finally realized that although the temple was very open, it was relatively speaking!

The Ultraland Lightning Chain was thirty feet long and two feet thick, and once they were waving in the temple, they could hardly dodge.

It was only at this time that they began to panic and tried to escape one by one.

Unfortunately, what made them desperate was that the only exit to the outside world had been closed.

"Wesley! You are a traitor!" There were also many wizards who were quick-wizarding in the Red Robe Brotherhood shouting loudly.

Everyone's eyes searched the crowd and soon found Wesley carrying a corpse of a wizard of the Nether Clan.

He smiled sarcastically: "Aren't you..."

Before his voice fell, he was covered by the roaring thunder and lightning!

With the help of the super power of witchcraft, two Ultraland lightning chains condensed.

Lance's body swelled wildly, and the black iron giant's head almost hit the ceiling of the temple.

He kicked the stone statue of the God of Witchcraft that was in trouble, held an Ultraland lightning chain in each hand, and waved it like a god of death!

Rumble!

Sizzle!

With thunder and lightning, every time there are waves, more than a dozen lives are taken away!

Wesley hid in a dead corner early, and looked at this surprising scene. Although he was prepared in his heart, he was deeply shocked.

"A second-level wizard...is it really that powerful?"

He gritted his teeth and swore in his heart: "After tonight, I must make all preparations and strive to attack the second-level wizard within half a year!"

Although the Forbidden Spell Mage is powerful, it also has corresponding difficulties, that is, the promotion process is particularly complicated. Even with a genius like Wesley, he lost to Lance in terms of progress.

How could he be content with this?

...

Flame and lightning became the main tone of the temple, and screams had already been heard for a long time, but the wizards outside could not get in.

The door was blocked.

The remaining wizards were all wizards on duty, and they were all members of the Red Robe Brotherhood. They didn't know what was going on inside, and the temple of the Nether tribes could not be spyed. Without the orders from the superiors, they did not dare to use extreme means at all.

Just as everyone looked at each other, a stiff voice suddenly sounded behind them: "Get out of here!"

"A bunch of waste! Something was obviously in the temple. Why are you still stunned here? Blast the door open?!"

Everyone looked back and saw that it was a second-level wizard from the Nether tribe.

Although the wizard of the Red Robe Brotherhood was resentful, he did not dare to publicly disobey his orders.

Who knew that before they could do it, the door suddenly opened slowly.

A burst of burnt stinking quickly spread, and the wizards almost vomited on the spot after smelling it.

The second-level Nether Wizard's face changed drastically and rushed in! (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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