The offensive of the white flames was extremely fierce, and it pounced on the cloak in George's hand like a wild beast. However, their Viscount George, like an elegant jungle goblin, dodged the white flames countless times.
One black and one white, they are like two birds in courtship, and they are also like chasing and fighting lion dances, constantly chasing under this not wide dome. Several times, the white flames almost engulfed George, but George always ducked out of the way at critical moments, allowing the white flames to escape.
When the white flames rush out of the sky and reveal a gap, George will cast some simple and instant death curse spells on the white flames, or a magic ball condensed by dark energy. Due to the conflict between attributes, every collision between light and darkness will produce a violent explosion, causing the entire space to tremble slightly, as if what George throws is not some low-level necromancy curse magic, but at least A third-level chaotic offensive spell.
However, even though the shock wave caused by the explosion was very violent, under George's deliberate control, the explosion wave did not affect the load-bearing structure supporting this space. Moreover, as time went by, the size of the white flame in front of George's eyes also changed. Obviously some shrinkage.
However, George's eyes were clearly not relaxed at all, and were even more solemn than before.
"Although each of my attacks can take away part of the energy of this white flame, it will soon become more condensed, and the soul fluctuations on it will become stronger and stronger. What is going on?"
As if in response to George's doubts, the originally violent white flame suddenly stopped. Its size began to shrink, deform, and solidify, and finally turned into a glowing, sword-carrying creature with two thorns on its back. A humanoid figure with huge wings.
George took a closer look. Except for the two wings on the back that were almost the same as those of the Archangel Michael, the humanoid's ready posture with the sword and the shape of the armor on its body were clearly Arthur who was fainting on the ground!
"Michael, what the hell is going on!" George yelled around, but found that he could not make a sound at all. Apparently, Michael resumed his interference with George.
It seemed that after confirming that George had been successfully interfered with, the glowing humanoid put away its sword and wings, stepped on steps and volleyed towards Arthur from mid-air, then knelt on one knee beside him and turned into dots. The magic light spot blended into his body until it disappeared.
After a while, under the worried eyes of everyone, Arthur regained consciousness.
"Damn it, who can tell me what happened?"
Arthur shook his dizzy head and grabbed the giant pebble next to him with his left hand, trying to prop up his body. As a result, Arthur only exerted a slight force, and the giant pebble with the sword in the stone was crushed to pieces by Arthur like tofu!
Arthur, who lost his support and couldn't react for a moment, was about to fall again. At this moment, George on the side rushed in front and supported Arthur.
However, no one noticed that the moment George supported Arthur, his hands shrank back like a conditioned reflex like an electric shock, and then he supported Arthur again.
