The disarming spell, among the known spells, is a magic with a simple structure of magic patterns.
This also makes the time it takes to activate it with wand chanting very short.
Elise summed up the magic pattern of the disarming spell for Xifa.
As long as Xifa can condense magic patterns skillfully, he can fire disarming spells almost without interruption.
Since the disarming curse has such a short duration, a magic spell is needed to restrain it during a duel.
So the Iron Armor Curse was invented, which was almost able to resist all white magic.
This magic is also a magic with a very simple magic pattern structure.
In the future, these two magic spells will turn many duels between wizards into turn-based 'games' where you come and go.
Of course, this is something to talk about later.
The current magic world is not in such a state of decline, not to mention that the wizards who emerged from the flames of war are also among the best.
Charles saw a series of red curses coming towards him.
Naturally, he recognized it as a disarming curse, and he made a tactical roll without hesitation.
However, Xifa's spell was too dense, and the magic he wanted to counterattack didn't have time to condense.
The disarming curse came to him again.
Helpless, "Armor protects you" he shouted loudly.
Protecting himself with the Iron Armor Curse, he released the few remaining Winged Demons and sacrificed them to hinder Xifa's pursuit, thus buying time for him to hide behind a tree and breathe.
Wait until Xifa disposes of several curled-winged demons with ice blades.
Charles was already hiding behind the big tree in the distance.
Xifa didn't want to learn about the black wizard's deceptive methods.
Regardless of whether Charles has laid a curse or other dark magic on his way to the past.
As long as you charge up a large area of magic and push it flatly, the obstacles in front will disappear.
As a result, the brief confrontation scene became strangely silent.
Charles knew about Xifa's magic that could break the barrier.
But according to his own observations at the time, Xifa needed a lot of time to condense magic.
More importantly, this magic cannot be thrown.
In other words, Xifa wants to use that magic to attack himself.
You must come to yourself physically.
Charles hid behind the tree and turned his head slightly, glancing at the motionless Xifa and the ground where he was half-kneeling just now.
"Bell, if you appear next to me now, I promise never to sacrifice you!"
...
"Won't you resist?"
Xifa sneered, and Charles didn't want to reply. He just wanted to wait for his men to come down and order them to use black magic curses to die with Xifa.
But his wish was doomed to fail.
Xifa's magic has been accumulated.
He thrust his wand sharply into the ground.
A wave of magic spread instantly, driving natural forces, like a spark igniting flammable gas.
With Xifa as the center, the overwhelming cold air spread to all directions.
Within the range of his gaze, water vapor condensed into ice mist, and the trees were covered with frost.
The radiance of the magic spell shone brightly, illuminating a small world of white snow and ice.
At the moment when Xifa's magic burst out.
A bright light suddenly flashed in the sky, which was a sign of a storm.
This is a rain at the transition between autumn and winter, and should be the last rain of the year.
Tsk, Xifa couldn't help but curled his lips. He needed to fight quickly, otherwise the storm would fall and his ice magic damage would be greatly reduced.
The same goes for fire magic. The practice of transfiguration also needs to be put on the agenda.
Because now, his only powerful attack method that is pure magic is the soul-burning and soul-burning curse that has no effect on living people.
"Ice circulation"
This is what Xifa concluded after he learned the cutting spell "Knives Out" and used a delicious meal to 'beg' Elise to help him.
This curse is released and requires a carrier to exist.
Xifa decisively added this magic to his ice blade.
What used to be purely physical damage was coupled with magical effects. The hard scales would be covered with scratches, and I was very satisfied with this.
Of course Charles didn't know this.
The cold air made him shiver as he was weak.
I wanted to cast a simple cold-repelling spell on myself, but Xifa's attack was about to come... there was no time.
Charles waved his wand, and the surrounding branches and stones transformed into swords or shields under the influence of transfiguration.
Last time I observed the large number of ice blades that Xifa left at the scene, he was very confident in the defense line formed by his transformation technique.
However, the fact is that the defense line he constructed collapsed in the face of Western France's ice circulation.
When Charles realized that the situation was not good, he had to quickly cast the Iron Armor Curse beyond his skill level.
The ice circulation is like water poured on a red-hot iron ball, which vaporizes instantly.
But similarly, the red 'iron ball' will also cool down instantly.
After using this magic, Xifa still calmly condensed a new ice circulation.
Charles, on the other hand, looked pale, and he wouldn't be able to hold on if he was hit again.
And his men haven't come yet...
"That's it, this is life..."
Before Xifa could refute, destiny was something that only the weak would admit.
Charles took off his mask, and his plump and handsome face instantly became thin and withered.
It seems that Charles is getting older and weaker, but Xifa suddenly feels numb.
Instead of keeping the trump card, activate teleport to one side.
"Bone-eating and heart-burning"
Charles performs suicidal black magic.
His eyes glowed red, and a black magic spell came from the tip of the staff.
The Iron Armor Curse cannot be stopped.
Xifa recognized it at a glance. It was a magic similar to bone-corroding and soul-burning. It might even be a curse.
It seemed that Charles burned himself to cast this magic that was fatal to him.
I just don’t know how many times he can send it.
When Xifa thought of this, he glanced at the tree just behind his position calmly.
The black curse was like a pool of ink splashed on the silver-white tree trunk frozen by Xifa.
A pattern like a spider web was formed.
Immediately afterwards, the veins quickly spread throughout the tree.
Finally, the whole tree collapsed like a domino.
Instantly explodes into white ice crystal powder from the point of impact.
Having cast this spell just now, Charles was about to laugh wildly.
He seemed to see the kid in front of him wailing and begging for mercy.
Of course she would not let him go, and she would even watch him wailing in front of the other two prey.
However, Xifa disappeared before him, his magic hitting the poor tree.
The smile he was about to show froze on his withered face, like a steel ball.
"Disapparate? No, the magical interference is still there, you can't disapparate."
Charles came back to his senses, tried it, and found that he still couldn't disapparate. He murmured in his mouth.
"No wonder, this is all planned by the consultant, so that I will die with you now. He saw your potential!"
Charles did not say the last sentence.
Let Xifa face a living person and then kill him. Naturally, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Although, since time traveling, I have been prepared for war, and even picked up a gun to resist aggression.
But... at this moment of life and death, why do you think so much!
The result of years of self-hypnosis was when Xifa opened her eyes again.
There was no longer any impatience or wavering in his eyes. Since he believed that the other party was his life-and-death enemy, then the enemy was the prey, not a human being!
Charles thought that Sifa, who was standing still, would not be able to kill him.
However, the next moment, Xifa opened his dead eyes and his thoughts disappeared.
At this time, the long-planned storm also fell.
The ice soul spear with the cutting spell is about to be thrown.
However, there was another sound of lightning flashing across the sky before it came.
Did he hear Elise’s scream?
