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Chapter 653: Killing the Black Magic Master

Zhang Chulan wore a ski mask on his head and tactical gloves on his hands. He was covered inside and out, from top to bottom, with not a single hair exposed.

In addition, it is suspended above the ground, and walking depends entirely on floating.

No one could recognize his identity.

Zhang Chulan stopped a mysterious man who was wearing a cloak that covered his entire body and a mask that looked like a bloody devil.

"The genius of the Emerald Society, but also a traitor, right, Mr. Stephen White?"

Zhang Chulan's voice also has an electronic sound, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a man or a woman.

Stephen White, whose identity was exposed, took out a magic wand with his right hand, raised his head, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and his pupils were split into two. An old but sonorous voice came from under the mask:

"The smell of youth, being a young man, and that golden light, I have seen this light, you are from across the sea."

Behind the mask, Zhang Chulan was shocked. He didn't expect that he was exposed even though he hid so deeply.

Stephen White sneered: "Young man, all your magic power has been exposed to my eyes. According to your Eastern saying, it is called Qi."

I really didn't expect that Stephen White could also observe Qi. After the Luotian Dajiao ended and he came down from Longhu Mountain, Zhang Chulan rarely saw such a master.

"Please forgive me, senior. This is my first time doing something bad, so I still have to save face."

Zhang Chulan said in a low voice: "Although it may sound a bit hypocritical, but..."

"For the sake of peace in the world, please die quickly!"

Xiao Zizai, dressed the same as Zhang Chulan and with blood on his hands, walked out of the alley slowly and elegantly, as if Stephen White was handing him a book.

If you don't look at the blood on his hands and his scarlet eyes.

Stephen White is considered the invisible black glove of the Emerald Society, and he himself is a well-known master of black magic in Europe. How could he come to Karakura Town without a contact person who is responsible for providing a place to stay and information?

Unfortunately, before they met Stephen White, they fell into the hands of Xiao Zizai and Feng Baobao.

"Master, how dare they treat you so rudely, please let me kill them."

Another voice emerged from Stephen White's body, and one of the pupils in his eye socket suddenly contracted, revealing a murderous intent.

“Wait.” Stephen White laughed, “There are many people who want to kill me, but this is the first time I’ve heard such a strange reason.”

"I have no hatred against Nadutong. You came out with your faces covered to kill people. I know you are the temporary workers of Nadutong."

As a master of dark magic who had traveled across Europe for many years and had fought against Dumbledore and Grindelwald, he still had some magnanimity.

  Even though Zhang Chulan and Xiao Zizai clearly said they were here to kill him, Stephen White was not in a hurry and asked politely:

"Why did Nadutong send temporary workers to kill me?"

Zhang Chulan said helplessly: "I'm sorry, no. We don't understand Western witchcraft. What if you leave a message to the Jade Society?"

"With modern technology, what if you have a tape recorder or a satellite phone?"

flame,

Flames filled the sky, driving away the cool breeze, scorching the cypress road, knocking down road signs, and wrapping Zhang Chulan in the center of the flames.

The scorching heat burned Zhang Chulan's skin and robbed the moisture from his hair, as if he had fallen into the eye of a volcano, the mouth of a flaming dragon, or the bottom of an alchemy furnace.

Without any excuses or warnings, Stephen White said nothing, and suddenly raised the magic wand hidden in his sleeve, releasing a billowing flame that submerged Zhang Chulan.

"Damn it! Such an old senior actually attacked me by surprise. Are elderly people so unethical?"

Zhang Chulan cursed in the flames. Although the flames devoured him, not a single flame licked the corner of his clothes.

He was like standing in the eye of a tornado. Outside, the sky was collapsing and the earth was cracking, and there was endless roaring, but it had no effect on Zhang Chulan who was in the eye.

When all the flames were three meters away from him, they were as if pulled away by an invisible hand and deviated from the direction.

Zhang Chulan held up the golden light and charged forward. Before he got close, the flames were forced back by the invisible wall. The flames dissipated, and Stephen White's front door was wide open, exposed to Zhang Chulan's hands.

Thunder gushed out from the palm of his hand, breaking through the air, carrying light and heat, and rushed straight to Stephen White's face.

Yang Five Thunder Method: Palm Thunder.

Stephen White waved his magic wand, and the ground melted and formed a wall of earth in front of him.

The yang thunder struck the earth wall, but only created a small charred hole, but did not penetrate the wall.

"So weak?"

Stephen White was suspicious and immediately cast the teleportation spell Phantom, trying to get away from Zhang Chulan and Xiao Zizai.

Based on the skills Zhang Chulan just showed, this thunder technique shouldn't be so weak.

Unless this is just a trick, Zhang Chulan's real killer move is still out there.

Stephen White's teleportation spell, Phantom, is a modification of Shapeshift. The Shapeshift in the magic world can move over long distances, and its ability is no less than that of the Fire Escape Technique of the Fire Deity Sect.

But there is a flaw, that is, when your body turns into black mist while moving, you are not invincible.

When Grindelwald held a mobilization meeting at Père Lachaise Cemetery, he used Fiendfyre to trap the Aurors from the British Ministry of Magic who came to capture him.

As a result, some Aurors wanted to escape by Apparating, but were touched by the Fiendfyre in the middle of the escape and were directly burned to ashes, without even a complete body left.

But Stephen White's Phantom is different. When maintaining the Phantom state, he is like a gust of wind, a fog, like real Qi, and can ignore most physical attacks.

No matter how sharp the sword, how fierce the fire, or how fast the water flows, it is difficult to harm the wind and Qi.

However, the Phantom Spell was like the Triple Reversal Spell, a very sophisticated spell. Maintaining the Phantom Spell was just as energy-consuming as maintaining the Triple Reversal Spell state.

Even for Stephen White, a single Phantom can only last for 5 seconds, which is already the highest record in Europe.

Stephen White turned into mist and floated to the right. Zhang Chulan's thunder passed through the phantom as if it passed through dark clouds, without any effect on it.

The black fog slowly went away, but hit an invisible wall. The mist swirled left and right like black sand trapped in a crystal ball, turning over and over, changing in countless ways, but there was nowhere to get out.

Five seconds passed in a flash, and Stephen White was forced to leave the phantom state. Unexpectedly, as soon as his body reappeared, an invisible blade slashed through it, and his head fell off immediately.

Although Stephen White's head was lost, he was not dead and was still curious about Zhang Chulan's methods.

"What kind of spell is this?"

  Zhang Chulan stabilized his Five Thunders Eyes, looked at the color with his physical eyes, and observed the magnetism with his mind's eyes, and smiled:

"It's just some cheap tricks, which we call ghost hands."

"Of course, some people also call it Reverse Eight Directions."