"Damn...is this the highest gold level?"
Peter clutched his belly, picked up the sword, and climbed up with difficulty.
Harry's pupils hidden under his helmet trembled.
How can it be?
Ordinary ghosts are extremely difficult to maintain human form, and usually appear in the form of fog blocks composed of souls.
The more human-like the ghost is, the more human intelligence remains and the stronger it is.
Even the advanced evil spirits usually have the mutated appearance of half human and half ghost. The spirit body is often mixed with the characteristics of the manifestation of various resentments, which is extremely terrifying.
But this uncle’s spirit body...
He is simply a genuine "person".
He even had the senses to taste red wine, and there was absolutely no sign of insanity.
But that punch just erupted with ghostly energy, it was unmistakable, he was a ghost!
But how could there be such a powerful spirit?
Peter's lower abdomen hurt, but under the protection of various magic shields, he didn't suffer any serious injuries.
It's just that the evil spirit's punch was too terrifying. Even with all kinds of magic shields, it couldn't completely block the blast of impact.
When the punch was thrown, Peter had already reacted.
But he couldn't avoid it.
This shows that the speed of the evil spirit opposite is far faster than Peter.
You must know that Peter's agility attribute has reached 40 points. Half of the 45 levels are added to agility, and the three Bolts are not as fast as him.
This was the first time I encountered an opponent who could crush me in terms of speed.
Not only that, the power of the evil spirit is probably far greater than him.
At least Peter's strength attribute didn't reach 40. Even if it did, he wouldn't have the confidence to punch someone away with a dozen defensive spells.
"The idea is prickly...do you feel comfortable?"
Peter looked at Harry.
Even if he is included, the two of them are no match for that evil spirit.
If the level could be displayed, the evil spirit would be at least a level 80 boss.
Before coming here, I never expected that the evil spirits in the Earl's mansion would be so strong.
Harry threw the large bag of props to Peter.
"Replace it with that lightning-strike wooden sword. Your iron sword will be useless."
Facing this level of evil spirits, ordinary weapons are definitely useless.
It is necessary to use props aimed at spiritual bodies or extraordinary weapons.
"No, even if I can withstand the second punch, I can't withstand the third punch. Hit me with my head?"
Peter's head is not strong. How much money does it cost to risk his life?
Uncle Evil Spirit still stood in the middle of the hall, neither attacking nor speaking, as if waiting for the two of them to come to a conclusion after their discussion.
"He has no body, just a soul..."
Harry said in a deep voice: "The soul cannot store power. No matter how powerful he is, every punch he makes consumes his spiritual body. It is impossible for him to wear out his soul and fight you to the end, so..."
The right arm of the armor suddenly disintegrated, revealing the hand holding the wand. This time Harry did not chant, but in just two syllables, several luminous spheres burst out from the tip of the wand.
The orb fell on Peter, recharging his defensive magic.
"Just go ahead and I'll support you."
"Gitui, are you so reliable?"
Peter exclaimed, listening to his steady voice.
This is not Harry, this is big brother!
There is a big brother in the team, so there is no need to say more about how to play the game, right?
"Okay, you want to practice magic, right? Don't worry, my brother will support you, just output!"
Peter threw away the iron sword, took out the thunderbolt wooden dagger from the sack, and rushed forward with blood boiling.
Uncle Evil Spirit was slightly startled, but he didn't expect that he would fight again.
And, damn, why are you glowing again?
Peter seemed to be re-enacting the action he had just made, charging forward and slashing exactly the same, but this time the weapon he used was much longer than the previous one. When the dagger was about to hit the evil spirit, the evil spirit refused to avoid it and raised his hand. The hand is just a punch——
Peter's cold star-like eyes burst out with strong murderous intent. He had already anticipated this punch. When he slashed, his body fell sideways at a weird angle, and rolled aside the moment before the evil spirit punched. .
The target of the lightning strike wooden sword was also moved from the neck to the thigh, and it deftly struck a knife on his knee.
The evil spirit punched empty air, but Peter had crawled and rolled aside and stood up again.
A puff of white smoke actually rose from the area just struck by the wooden sword.
The evil uncle narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Oh...interesting."
Harry had already emerged from the armor and was kneeling behind the shield, mumbling something.
One hand made a "seven" gesture.
Seven seconds, right….
The big one is coming!
He knew that he had to attract the evil spirit's attention and give Harry time to delay casting the spell.
The mage is not very powerful in single combat, but if there is cooperation from teammates————
He can hit ten! (tremor)
Peter decided to use both physical and mental taunting.
"Interesting? Why don't you just pretend to be you--"
Cursing on his lips, he was fighting towards the evil spirit like a ghost. The wooden sword was erratic, pouring down on the evil spirit like a heavy rain.
Uncle Evil Spirit didn’t dare to take the fight this time.
But relying on his speed advantage, he was able to easily dodge Peter's attack, seize the gap where he came in, and kick him up with a sudden kick.
Peter was hit again, and the evil spirit's close-range attack was impossible to dodge without evading it in advance.
But this time he had predicted the power of the evil spirit, and instead of being knocked away like last time, he relied on the layers of magic shields to survive the whip.
After the body was slightly in the air, the wooden sword was aimed at the evil spirit's head and plunged in hard!
At the critical moment, the evil spirit actually reacted and turned his head away. The sword touched his cheek and penetrated his shoulder blade before passing through. There was a squeaking sound as if flesh and blood were evaporating, and a large white mist rose up.
The evil spirit was in pain, and with an elbow, Peter flew away before he landed on the ground.
Peter flipped twice in the air, stabilized his body and landed calmly, with the sword still firmly in his hand.
It hurts a little, but not much.
The evil uncle stared at him gloomily. The magic shield shining on his body had completely disappeared after the kick and elbow just now.
This way of trading shield for damage seemed to put him at a greater disadvantage.
But what if there was another round?
"I was just playing with you, if you get out now, I will take it as..."
Peter made a move like a condor with a black finger, but the ferocious look interrupted him:
"Pretend and I'll make you fly! Do you believe it? Harry!!"
Behind the evil spirit, a terrifying storm of magic energy condensed, and the light suddenly lit up. Sixth-level magic, he is here!
The evil spirit suddenly looked back, Damn it!
He had long noticed the armor that looked like a can, but he made an empirical mistake. Even when Harry put the shield on Peter, he didn't think that the person in the armor would be a magician, and thought that these would be released instantly. The shield is the effect of a magic item...
Unexpectedly, the master is hiding behind!
Unlike physical weapons, there is no distinction between body and soul in the face of magic.
If he got hit this time, even he would have to hurt his origin.
After all, it is just a fragile spirit body now.
"O giant spirit, protect the warrior in front of you! Riesige Geisterschranke!!!"
Harry, who was in the center of the magic storm, after reciting the spell, looked full of energy and waved his wand suddenly!
The evil spirit no longer hesitated and immediately jumped into the air and fled towards the balcony on the second floor. In an instant, the speed of the explosion was even faster than before!
Peter wanted to stop him, but he didn't know what kind of magic Harry cast. The shield was already broken. He was afraid of being accidentally injured, so he simply chose to retreat.
The magic runes shine, and the thick earth-yellow magic power sweeps towards the people in the hall like a tide...
Peter.
After the dazzling light passed, Peter looked blankly at the magic shield on his body that seemed to be plated with gold.
The quality of the shield this time was far from comparable to before. The thick earth element almost condensed into substance, swirling and surging all over his body. but......
"?"
Peter is going crazy. You had such a good opportunity just now. If you don't use magic like Flame Storm to sneak attack on the evil spirits, why are you still thinking about putting on your b shield?
The evil spirit can't be punished, so why is he okay?
The magic wave just now was definitely a high-level magic. This kind of magic is often locked, and once the chant is completed, it cannot be avoided. I ran away just to buy more time...
He secretly stretched out his head and looked down——
"What the hell did you do to me?"
Peter pointed at the evil spirit peeking out from the balcony on the second floor, and said with an expression of hatred, "What if you even cast a fireball spell?"
"Um...well, actually..."
Harry scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I forgot to tell you, I only know how to defend against magic...haha..." He laughed dryly, "Don't worry, I have enough defense against magic!"
Peter's throat moved, and he no longer knew what to say.
"byd, you are worse than Megumin!!!"
