Chapter 374 I Can only Threaten Others

"Is it a space spell? He is indeed a high-level spell caster!"

The priest did not act rashly, but quickly took out a holy symbol. While holding the holy symbol high, he put his other hand into the bag of casting materials.

In an instant, there was a violent buzzing sound throughout the room, and countless man-eating locusts suddenly appeared, sweeping into a black storm and heading towards Tang Sen.

"It's really a scary battle."

Tang Sen raised his sword slightly: "If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would be chewed to the bone by these little things."

"But this is my space."

He snapped his fingers, and all the magic locusts were transferred outside the room in an instant.

"Can it transfer any physical things?" The priest's face became increasingly uglier: "It's a spell I've never seen before, but it will definitely not be lower than the seventh level."

He already wanted to quit. Although the spellcaster's combat effectiveness was not just his spellcasting ability, in such an unexpected encounter, the opponent had already taken the upper hand.

Fortunately, for the Serbs, there were only a few life-and-death duels. The priest did not panic. He kept moving in his hands. The holy emblem glowed red again, and a bloody sphere struck towards Tang Sen. At the same time, At the same time, he crashed directly towards the window.

Tang Sen's figure flickered and he easily shifted his position to avoid the blood ball.

But the blood ball turned a corner in mid-air and came at a faster speed.

Tang Sen frowned slightly. There are many types of magic and divine spells in this world, and many of their effects are extremely strange. And the divine spell cast by this priest who believes in evil gods is obviously not low in level. Tang Sen does not want to be mortal in the flesh. Try to go head-to-head.

The magic power in his body was running, and the floor lifted up as if it were alive, blocking the blood cells. On the other side, the sound of the window being smashed was heard, and Pastor Serge had broken the window and came out.

"Come back!"

Tang Sen thought, and the priest's figure, already in mid-air, returned to the room.

At this time, the blood ball had penetrated the rolled-up wooden floor, turning it into a pool of smelly blood, and continued to fly towards Tang Sen at an unabated speed.

Tang Sen tried to transfer blood cells, but this purely magical energy thing was not controlled by the ability of the surgical fruit at all, or in other words, it was controlled by Tang Sen's development and utilization of the surgical fruit at this stage.

"In that case, let me block it myself."

Tang Sen's figure instantly appeared in the priest's place, but the priest took Tang Sen's place and greeted the blood ball that was just around the corner.

This unexpected scene caused the priest's pupils to shrink to the size of a needle's eye. The red light of the holy symbol in his hand was immediately extinguished, and the blood globule disappeared.

At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a five-ring magic, and he clearly knows its power. Once it reaches him, he may not even be able to survive.

"The ability of space transfer is really unsolvable."

The priest gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Sen: "It is absolutely impossible for you to release a spell of this level. Otherwise, you can easily counter my attack."

"You didn't cast a spell just now. Did you use some kind of powerful magic item?"

He quickly came up with the most reasonable explanation, "You are so generous just for this little thing."

He almost gritted his teeth.

"Everyone says that about me." Tang Sen slowly raised his sword and aimed it at the priest's heart.

"Wait a minute!" The pastor suddenly panicked: "Didn't you just say you would let me go with one thousand dragon coins? I agreed!"

Tang Sen's lips curled up slightly: "Unfortunately, I changed my mind."

"I want ten thousand dragon coins."

The priest's face turned pale, and he instantly realized that the other party was simply playing tricks on him with his previous gesture. Not to mention that he didn't have 10,000 dragon coins at all. Even if he did, the other party would continue to increase the price.

"You can't kill me!" He said quickly: "The captain knows that I am here. He is a nine-ring red-robed mage. If you kill me, he will never let you go!"

"What a classic villain's words."

"Nine-ring red-robed mage?" Tang Sen narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's really scary."

The next moment, he hooked his wrist.

The invisible cut immediately penetrated the priest's chest.

He lowered his head in disbelief and quickly touched his chest, which had no scars at all: "What did you do?"

"Obviously." Tang Sen raised his left hand. There was a square crystal on it, and inside, a heart was beating rapidly.

"I thought it was going to be black."

The priest raised his head sharply, "That's my heart?"

"Is my surgery good?" Tang Sen smiled: "I can guarantee that you won't have any pain at all, unless I do this -"

He began to slowly squeeze the heart in his hands.

The priest's face suddenly became distorted. As Tang Sen's strength became stronger and stronger, he couldn't help but let out a scream. He lost all strength and fell to his knees.

It wasn't until the other party started to roll his eyes and was about to fall into a coma due to the severe pain that Tang Sen relaxed his heart.

The smile on his face slowly faded, and he walked step by step in front of the pastor, stepping on his bald head full of lines.

"I don't hate people blackmailing me, as long as it can achieve my goal." He said: "But I hate people threatening me."

"Because I have always been the only one who threatens others. This is my job and you can't take it away."

"so--"

He rolled the soles of his shoes so that the pastor's eyes could see his beating heart: "Tell me, do you understand your situation?"

The pastor gasped quickly and said weakly: "I know."

"I heard that the red-robed wizards are all tough, but you seem to be too weak, which makes me a little suspicious." Tang Sen said slowly.

"But we also worship the strong." The pastor quickly explained: "And you are the strong one."

"We have no hatred, do we? This was all just a misunderstanding. No, it was just my overestimating offense."

Tang Sen's expression remained unchanged and his feet became heavier, "I don't want to hear this kind of nonsense."

"let me tell you."

He put the heart in front of the priest's eyes, "The current situation is that unless you transform yourself into an undead creature, otherwise, your life, and even your life, belongs to me."

"Of course, I know that the Cyrs don't seem to mind transforming themselves into lichs. It's a pity that you can't seem to do it."

Not every spell caster is qualified to become a lich, at least casters with high level and below shouldn't even think about it. If they don't want to die, the only thing they can do is to ask those high level necromancy mages to ask for help. The other party transformed himself into other undead creatures, and kindly left him with a sense of self.

"So, tell me something I'd like to hear."