It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

Her voice sounded hoarse and weird, as if she had forgotten how to make it.But as the girl pronounced the name, the gray flame gradually faded in her eyes.

Ella's icy eyes were a little more human-like, and her tone of voice returned to smoothness.

"Why did you come to this place?"

Follow her movements.Most of Ling's injuries healed in an instant. As the master of this dream, Ayla only needs one thought to accomplish this kind of thing.

"Of course I will take you back!"

Ling replied without thinking.

"I know what you want to do, do you want to just die here?"

Ella pursed her lips, she was silent for a few seconds, and then sighed softly,

"Since you know...then you shouldn't be here."

In the next second, she had already made up her mind and decided to expel this guy who broke into her consciousness space.

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Duncan looked at the girl on stage and couldn't help frowning.

Although the strength of the Unholy Blood depends mostly on bloodlines and has nothing to do with gender, even Enoch's ruler is himself a queen.But his past experience and some old ideas made him reluctant to do anything to a young girl.

Especially in his eyes, the sweet-looking blond girl did not show a very powerful magical aura.

According to the agreement with Lucien, he will not use all his strength in this battle.Duncan planned to find a suitable opportunity to lose to the opponent, but after all, his position could not be too obvious, so if the girl's strength was too weak, the next thing would be troublesome.

Weier is wearing a gorgeous dark purple long dress, which is different from the soft wizard robe that is easy to move. The design of this waist to highlight the full chest is obviously not conducive to strenuous activities, and the swollen skirt that is dragged to the ground will also affect the ability to move. have an impact.

She smiled sweetly, pinched the hem of her skirt and saluted Duncan.

"I'm Weier, Weier Farmini, and I'm the agent of the Albion Brotherhood."

Duncan gradually understood, based on the information he got from Lucien.The so-called Albion Brotherhood seems to be a newly established wizarding organization in the material world, and most of them are composed of unorthodox dark wizards wandering outside.

Because of his special experiences in his early years, Duncan was very aware of the gap between ordinary dark wizards and those divine blood wizards in Kraft.There may be a few divine-blood wizards who have not joined Kraft, but the magical knowledge they can master is very limited, and in this sense they are still incomparable to the former - just like himself.

"Please act first, Miss Farmine."

This is not an act of betrayal. Even if there was no agreement with Lucien, according to Duncan's usual style, he would not attack in this kind of battle.

"What a gentle man... Well, thank you for the hospitality."

Wei'er covered her mouth and smiled, then snapped her fingers with her right hand.

treat?Not paying attention to the other party's weird remarks, Duncan stood still.He had already demonstrated his own fighting style in the last duel, and in his opinion, Farminie's smartest thing to do now would be to block his movements, or give herself a few more protection spells against physical attacks.

Because of the foul blood's physical characteristics, even if Faminie could release a high-level spell in these few seconds, it would be difficult to cause any effective damage to him.

But following the snap of his fingers, an instinctive sense of crisis made Duncan dodge sideways immediately. He felt his shoulder lighten, followed by severe pain.

Duncan turned to look at his left shoulder. A hideous wound like a beast's bite spread from the shoulder through the muscles to his upper arm.Part of the flesh and blood there seemed to disappear out of thin air, leaving only irregular and terrifying fractures!

Stone skin technique, low-level magic resistance and damage transfer, these three layers of protection didn't have any effect?

And this is not destruction, but disappearance. The flesh and bones that make up a part of the body have completely lost contact with Duncan. Even with the self-healing ability of a high-level dirty blood species, it will take more than ten seconds to re-grow this part of the body.

His keen intuition allowed him to capture the residual magical breath in the air, and the fleeting scene was restored in Duncan's consciousness.

With Farmini snapping her fingers, a pitch-black crack opened in the space he was originally in. It looked like the rotting mouth of some monster, full of pale sharp teeth and stinking saliva.A part of his flesh and blood just disappeared into the connected stomach pouch along the monster's mouth.

"Very fiery life force, you are nothing like other dirty blood species."

Faminie put her right hand on her lower abdomen, and then her aura rose strangely.

What magic is this?

At least there is no similar magic in Duncan Kovacic's memory, but he doesn't care about it. After all, Duncan himself only has some knowledge through a few black magic manuscripts that are not formal in origin.

But what Duncan didn't know was that even Hyde, who had studied in Kraft for several years and was the heir of a pure-blood wizard family, hadn't seen this magic either.

Hyde stood up from his seat. In his eyes, the power of the magic just now was a little unbelievable.There is almost no sign of activation, but it can easily penetrate several protective magics. If Duncan is not a dirty blood, he may be seriously injured by this magic in one encounter.

The danger level of Weier in his heart was immediately elevated by several levels. Ulysses Phillips is indeed the former black magic professor of Kraft School of Witchcraft and Magic. Walk in front of Principal Kleist.

In Hyde's view, the effect of the magic just now seemed to devour part of the opponent's body, and use it to capture the corresponding part of the magic power.But this kind of magic seems to have an obvious drawback. The properties of magic power of different individuals are not the same. It is difficult for the strength of the human body to fully accommodate the heterogeneous magic power from other individuals. This will inevitably lead to conflicts or even more terrifying results.

"Something is wrong... Why does Famini dare to absorb the magic power of the dirty vampires? Isn't she afraid of being contaminated?"

Before Hyde had time to think about it, the battle situation below changed again.

The next second, Duncan moved.

Wei'er was obviously not a weakling, so he would have less to worry about when he took action.Unknown magic is nothing to be afraid of in his eyes. The monsters and mobs in the wilderness are becoming stranger and stranger every day. It is not surprising what weird abilities they have produced.As the commander of the Enoch City Guards Knights, Duncan has considerable combat experience.

The distance between the two is getting closer. After a short run-up, Duncan's next step will span more than ten meters. It only takes one second for the girl 20 meters away to enter his attack range.

But at this moment, he noticed an obscure magic wave coming from under his feet, and an imperceptible shadow expanded under his feet, and the dark mouth emerged again and bit the shadow under Duncan's body!

He snorted coldly, and the blood-colored magic brilliance flashed quickly, Duncan stepped heavily on the ground without any intention of changing his movements!A muffled sound quickly spread to the surroundings, and those who sat in the lower positions felt dizzy and almost nauseated at the same time.

The shadow that was not yet fully formed was crushed with one kick, and became invisible again.Farmini's face turned pale for a while, and her figure swayed a few times, looking a little unsteady on her feet.

Taking advantage of this flaw, Duncan's fist fell down. Although the two were still more than five meters apart, the man's punch seemed to be wrapped around an invisible wall.The ground under Weier's feet was cracked, and her blond hair was torn back by the strong wind.

Even so, Duncan was still controlling the concentrated power in his hands. The man watched his opponent's reaction, and as long as she could barely receive the punch, he planned to sell an opening and admit defeat.The power of the wizard has been recognized by him. If an unorthodox leader of the dark wizard possesses such terrifying power, then the overall power of the material world is indeed far greater than that of Enoch City.

But the scene in front of him once again exceeded Duncan's imagination. The smiling Veer Famini in front of him was slowly turning pale and transparent, and several pieces of burning greasy parchment appeared below Duncan instead of her!

The mixed black and red fireballs magnified in Duncan's pupils and engulfed his body in an instant.

The fire waves scorched the stone ground black, and they condensed and rolled up into a flame tornado that was fifteen feet high!

A somewhat embarrassed figure tore through the flame storm and came out. Duncan's skin was burned red, and the scorched marks were quickly repaired under the self-healing ability of dirty blood.His short, bristly hair and eyebrows were burnt off.

The figure of the blond girl appeared on the other side of the square at some point, supporting the wall to stabilize her body. The two looked at each other, and then said at the same time:

"I lost."

"Stop fighting, I admit defeat—"

Duncan shook his head and praised:

"I am the one who loses, your illusion and magic are wonderful."

"No, no, uncle, you won. I have used up all the props but they are still useless. The teacher gave me all the things to fool people."

Wei'er kicked the ground in anger, and then returned to the auditorium without looking back.

Chapter 88 Fitili’s intervention

"Why did you admit defeat?"

Lucien suppressed his anger, stared at the seemingly well-behaved girl sitting on the chair in front of him for a while, and then couldn't help frowning and asked.

He had clearly watched the battle between the two of them just now, and in his opinion, Wei'er still had some strength left.But this guy left the field without looking back, leaving the next two battles to others.

"I really tried my best. The defilement of the old seal and the magic power are almost exhausted. You won't let me stay on the field and fight with the filthy blood?"

Wei'er's expression was innocent, and she looked pale and exhausted.If even this appearance can be attributed to acting skills, then she can overwhelm all the beautiful drama actors that Fittili hooked up in Paris before.

There are at least two more battles at the moment, and the three guys who may be regarded as combat power at the Snake Mansion have no intention of coming back.

If you randomly pick someone from the group of low-ranking wizards to fight a war of attrition in the third game, it's better to let Hyde try to delay the time until Schiff and the others come back.

Lucien was thinking in his heart, he felt that at least the scene of the martial arts performance was absolutely safe.Even if someone in that gang of filthy blood really plotted something wrong, Queen Enoch would not allow them to attack the envoys in such a place.

"Hyde, you will play the third game. If possible, try to delay the fourth game a little bit. I will let the rest of the wizard group and Fiennes replace Schiff."

"Didn't you say that you don't plan to let the Griffin play?"

Hyde was a little confused. Sif alone might not be much more powerful than ordinary members of the wizarding group.

"Anyway, it's the last match. It doesn't matter if you're shameless. They didn't arrange a fifth duel."

Lucien forced a smile.

"That's okay too?"

Hyde now feels that Mephisto's shameless style is probably an unexplainable disgusting infectious disease. After all, their thick-skinnedness cannot be explained purely from their blood, because Ling, who is not related to Fred, is also notable. inherited this.

"Then leave it to me."

Hyde checked several alchemy props on his body, including the Ring of Pride that he had hardly used before his blood power weakened, the Star Ring given by Ella, and Mitterstin in the violin case.

On the other hand, there seemed to be some commotion on the side of the dirty blood. Harrington Assamite, who was supposed to represent the veteran nobleman, did not arrive at the arena, which caused them to delay their next move.

This is undoubtedly good news for the missions.Lucien heard about the old man named Assamite from Duncan. He was the only powerful character who could be active in the upper city of Enoch among the dirty blood party called "Ancient Nobility".

Most of the other old monsters of the same era rely on deep sleep to suppress the curse of the dirty blood in their later years, so as to prolong their life, which is near the end. Although all of them are very powerful dirty blood, only the remaining ones can crawl out of the coffin to fight The number of times can be counted on one hand.It is impossible for them to easily show their power on such occasions. The existence of these old things is more of a deterrent.

As for the new blood in this party, there are no big names worth mentioning. They are at most the level of ordinary hunters, and even Jeffrey, who was the first to appear, can't compare.

This meant that the Mission was able to skip Game [-], or meet a not-so-strong opponent, and devote all its remaining power to the most troublesome Alan Zmissi.

As the organizer of the ceremony, the current situation can be said to be a very serious gaffe.This even meant that several clans headed by Assamite had given up fighting for their right to speak in the contract, taking the stand of the ancient nobles whose power was not inferior to any party, this was an almost unimaginable huge loss.

The noise lasted only for a brief moment before a harsh laugh echoed throughout the circular square.

"Since the old guy can't come, then just replace me."

The discussion at this time has not yet yielded a result, but obviously, the owner of the voice doesn't care what other people have to say.

A young man who was originally sitting in a high-rise box turned over and jumped down. The height there was more than a hundred feet above the ground. If it was an ordinary person without abilities, he would undoubtedly be smashed to pieces on the spot.The dirty blood species with strong physical fitness or wizards with special abilities will use their own methods to land steadily on the ground, but the young man falls straight without any effort, and when he reaches the ground, he is like a A burning meteorite had a violent impact with the earth.

Earth waves several meters high spread out around him, cobweb-like depressions and cracks covered most of the square in an instant, and even the entire huge building with a diameter of more than [-] feet shook violently a few times!

A dark red light curtain flashed across the surface of this huge ring-shaped building, which allowed it to remain stable under the huge impact.

In the center of the square stood a seven-foot-long red two-handed ax upside down. The white ax the size of a wheel was covered with bloodshot twisted lines.

A young man with half of his blond hair shaved off squatted on the adult skull at the end of the giant axe, grinning to reveal the bloody sharp fangs.