Chapter 6: Deacon in White

　　Enoch’s illusion technique is very practical although it is not high in level. It stands to reason that as long as you don’t just meet the white deacon, you can easily escape.
　　 But it is strange that every time he is about to escape, he will be spotted by the black deacons.
　　 Now that his magic power has been exhausted, he can no longer release an illusion, and he is soon blocked in a corner by numerous north wind knights and black deacons.
　　He can't perform illusion, let alone defeating the black deacon who is also a first-level professional, even a north wind knight who has just enlisted in the army can completely abuse his small body with his muscles.
　　 There is no way to escape now, it seems we should be desperate, we should be afraid, we should beg!
　　 But surrounded by many north wind knights and deacons, Enoch found a stone in the corner and sat down, looking proudly at the servants of these gods.
　　 Yes, he is about to face death, but among the countless wild witches in Ceylon mainland, how many can kill the first-order priest?
　　 He Enoch can kill the black deacon, and there will be more wild witches capable of killing first-order priests in the future. Will the wild witches still shout and fight like they do now?
　　 Maybe it will be written in history books thousands of years later, Enoch Halley, the great pioneer who resisted the tyranny of the gods!
　　 Maybe he will erect a monument?
　　 This is enough to make Enoch proud.
　　 "Which demon's wizard are you? There are not many demons who are good at illusion. Is it a mirage? A fantasy? Or a dream?"
　　 came with a curious gentle male voice, and the voice alone made people feel comfortable.
　　 The knights and deacons surrounding Enoch voluntarily gave up a two-meter-wide road, and a man in his thirties wearing a white deacon uniform walked over.
　　 He has this gorgeous long blond hair, and his handsome appearance always wears a gentle smile on his face. In Enoch's eyes, this smile is very hypocritical!
　　 "Didn't you say that this is a wild witch? How can a wild witch do this, he is clearly a wizard!" the man said frivolously.
　　 "I am not a wizard!"
　　 Enoch glared at this man. He could frankly die as a wild witch, but said he was a wizard who sold his soul?
　　 Then it is an insult to him!
　　 He would rather die as a wild witch than become a wizard!
　　 "You said you were not a wizard? How could it be possible! Speaking of which you don't have the nasty magical aura of wizards, are you really a wild witch?"
　　 The man stared at Enoch with shining eyes, just wanting to see something amazing.
　　 "So what? Your uncle, can't I be a witch?"
　　 Enoch is anxious, this guy is really not a thing to talk yin and yang strangely.
　　 "Is it a wild witch? Hahaha The wild witch that can kill the first-order deacon is a strange thing, introduce myself, I am the white deacon Reeves of the Northern Wind God."
　　 The man laughed. A wild witch who can kill a black deacon is rare. Maybe he cherishes a magician with a level of eight or more?
　　 "Catch him up and show it to the master priest, and then it’s strange to send it to the central square tomorrow."
　　 Even if it was a cherished wild witch species, Reeves didn't leave Enoch with the idea of ​​life. The wild witch is just a cheap species no matter how powerful it is!
　　 but cheap,
　　 There is no value in living in the world!
　　 The two north wind knights stepped forward to stand up Enoch, took up the thick and long iron chain to tie Enoch, and then escorted him to prison to let this humble fellow enjoy the last night of his life.
　　 The two of them just came to Enoch's side with the iron chain. Suddenly, water vapor evaporated, and a thick fog appeared from nowhere, covering the corner of the space.
　　 The sky is already dark, and with this fog, everyone can't see anything.
　　 This is the second ring magic. Water mist
　　 Reeves snorted, does anyone want to someone from him?
　　 He carried his supernatural power, and the howling wind blew from him, and within a few breaths, the thick fog that could not be seen was blown away.
　　 He looked at the place where Enoch was just now. The two knights who were going to tie Enoch rolled their eyes and spit out the white devil lying on the ground, kicking their legs occasionally.
　　 The duck that got it, flew?
　　 But Reeves did not panic! He opened his hands, a cyan whirlwind rose from the soles of his feet, forming an updraft, and then he actually flew!
　　 This is one of the gifts of the North Wind God, the Wings of the North Wind, the three-ring wind magic technique!
　　 Reeves was dragged by the wind and floated up and flew in mid-air to look out,
　　 had a great view in the air, and at this point, the two of them couldn't run far. Only a short while later, Reeves found his target. He saw a man in a black robe running with Enoch!
　　 Reeves snorted, leaning forward like they flew in the direction they were running away.
　　 Horn has been full of energy to perceive the movement around him, and when Reeves flew towards them, Horn violently stopped.
　　 Enoch looked at Horn in confusion, Horn just waved his hand to let Enoch evacuate first.
　　 He took out a brand-new walnut staff and said a few words silently. The front part of the staff condensed a head-sized fireball burning with fiery flames.
　　 This is the fire-based three-ring magic, the big fireball technique!
　　 Horn flicked his hand, and the fireball screamed into Reeves in midair. You don’t need to touch Reeves to know that the energy contained in this fireball is very dangerous and you can’t resist it!
　　 But he is the white deacon of the North Wind God after all. In an emergency, he manipulated the wind to forcefully change the direction, avoiding Horn's big fireball.
After 　　 Horn threw the first fireball, he changed a staff and continued to chant, and another big fireball flew toward Reeves while breathing!
　　 But this time the fireball didn't even have the qualifications to make him a little embarrassed in front of the guarded Reeves. Reeves was able to easily avoid Horn's fireball technique.
　　 Reeves, who was wrapped in the whirlwind, was very fast. His time in the air was only enough for Horn to release two fireball spells. Horn was already close by Reeves before he finished his third spell.
　　 Reeves put his hand on Horn’s shoulder, his body flashed with divine power, strong wind pressure appeared out of thin air, suppressing Horn could not even move his fingers.
　　 According to Reeves’s experience, ordinary wizards cannot cast spells in this state of motionlessness.
　　 He stretched out the hood of Horn's robe, wanted to see Horn's true face, but there was only a horrified face under the robe!
　　 That is the face covered with cloth strips of various colors and fabrics!
　　 Reeves was surprised! What kind of vicious curse is this to make a human face like this!
　　 Okay, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, the sky is very dark, and the sight is not good. Horn, with all kinds of rags on his face, looks really scary.
　　 And no one would have thought that a Tier 3 wizard would wrap rags on his face. Reeves thought it was a vicious curse!
　　……
The tallest building on 　　Black Street is a gang's resident. At this time, on the roof of this building, a figure in a gray wizard robe is sitting on the edge of the building and looking at the direction of the battle.
　　 Behind him, dozens of gang members’ bodies were piled up on the roof.
　　 The slight chewing sound was very harsh in the silent night, but there were no other creatures except the gray-robed man and these corpses.
　　 because of the sound of chewing,
　　 came from the inside of the body!
He thought it was very interesting. He hadn't seen such an interesting thing for a long time. The illusion power of that wild witch boy was unexpected. He deliberately caught it and studied it, but after thinking about it, he still wanted to see what this boy could achieve .
　　 So he reminded the foolish black deacons when the boy was about to escape.
　　 That's why Enoch can't escape!
　　 And now there is a wizard who has a dual element of lightning and fire to intervene, he can no longer stand idly by. What if this little guy is snatched away by another wizard?
　　 He is a precious living sacrifice.
　　 The man in gray robe stood up, but found a figure in a black robe standing behind him!
　　 "The black robe boy's spells are okay? He is my disciple, a very motivated boy."
　　 Soot said.
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