There was dead silence.
There are two people in the hall and one ghost, with different expressions.
The evil spirit seems to have come back to his senses. The magician huddled in the armor...
Doesn't it attack magic?
Peter helped him ask what he wanted to ask.
"...Are you so abstract?"
Harry retorted matter-of-factly: "Peter, there are limits to human abilities. I have learned one thing from my short life. The more you want to attack, the more you will find that the power of magic has limits." , unless it goes beyond offensive magic..."
Peter asked in horror: "What on earth do you want to say?"
"So I decided to become a defensive magic expert."
"Why don't you put on a vampire mask and say you're no longer a human being? It's better than doing this kind of shit!"
High emotional intelligence: I decided to be a defensive magician.
Low EQ: I can only defend against magic, I am the terminally ill magic brother!
"Have you two finished talking?"
A heavy punch fell from the sky, and the murderous intention of the evil spirit rushed through the night in an instant.
boom! ! !
The evil spirit's extremely powerful fist collided with the earth element shield. The earth element surrounding Peter seemed to have spirituality. The moment the fist touched the top of the shield, the magic power had gathered here, shaking it hard. Take this punch.
Dust flew everywhere, and the sixth-level magic shield that received the evil spirit's full punch only trembled but remained strong.
How could Peter let go of such a good opportunity? He raised his hand and thrust out two swords, cutting off two wisps of white smoke.
The evil spirit ignored the thunder and struck the wooden sword, and struck Peter three ways with a series of devastating punches.
Bang bang bang——
After three dull sounds, the offensive was completely disintegrated by the earth element shield.
Although Peter was not as fast as the evil spirit, he took advantage of the gap between his consecutive attacks and succeeded with another sword attack.
This time, the lightning struck the wooden sword and cut the evil spirit in half. The white smoke emitted by the blast was thicker than the previous strikes combined.
"I'm so stupid, my unique skills are awesome!"
Bearing this turtle shell, Peter finally didn't have to shrink back and calculate how many punches he could take. It was as if he was invincible. He completely gave up defense and his offensive suddenly became fierce.
Even if my speed is not as good as yours, if I let go and move forward, I can always get a strike, right?
Now, the evil spirit was sweating profusely.
The offensive reversed.
Peter kept walking like crazy, and his wooden sword almost turned into an afterimage as he danced.
Even with the terrifying speed of the evil spirit, he could only avoid it in a panic, not daring to attack rashly.
This kid is desperate for his life. Every sword strike has a dead-end attitude, and his body skills are full of flaws. Unfortunately, the evil spirit couldn't be defeated. As a pure soul, he had nothing to do with the earth elemental shield. Once he took action, Peter's sword would follow.
Although being struck by lightning and being struck by a wooden sword was not harmful, it would add up to a lot, and he couldn't bear it.
I don't know what this kid's background is, but his combat experience is so terrifying. The two of them only fought for a moment, and he had already initially adapted to my boxing routine. He was clearly avoiding me three minutes ago, but now he can barely keep up...
The lightning-struck wooden sword pierced his thigh.
The evil spirit subconsciously controlled the spirit body to fly up, but Peter had already expected it. The blade of the sword suddenly changed and sliced upward at a tricky angle.
The evil spirit who was caught off guard was pierced through the heart with a sword. There was another goosebump-inducing sound of blood boiling, and a large piece of white mist from the spiritual body was penetrated by the sword.
The evil spirit screamed in pain, fought for another sword blow, flew up and stomped on Peter's head. It was blocked by the earth element, but also pushed Peter back slightly.
Taking this opportunity, the evil spirit instantly retreated to the balcony on the second floor.
The scar on the chest that was pierced by the wooden sword struck by lightning did not heal immediately this time. White smoke kept coming out, and the skin around the heart became much weaker.
The evil spirit had a dark face.
"It seems that you two are really ready to fight for your lives with me today?"
Harry didn't speak. The sixth-level magic just consumed him greatly, and he was hiding in the armor and taking drugs fiercely.
"The owner of this house has paid 400 gold coins. How about you move to another house?"
Uncle Evil Spirit shook his head helplessly.
"As a knight, I didn't want to use these powers that would disgrace my glory, but in order to survive in this world for a while longer..."
The moonlight filtering through the glass dome dimmed.
In the already cold room, following his words, a screaming wind swept out of his body as if thousands of innocent souls were wailing, and the breath of death turned into a bone-chilling cold that swept through the entire mansion, making people feel It feels like falling into an ice cave.
The bloody mist gradually condensed around him, and finally turned into a scarlet phantom in the shape of a sword and shield.
Harry's eyes widened.
"This is... necromancy alchemy?!"
Peter didn't respond.
As for BOSS, it’s normal to have two stages.
"State your name, young man."
The evil spirit uncle holding the sword and shield seemed to have a different temperament, like a blunt knife polished countless times in the cycle of life and death, in the boiling hell, resolute, cold, and with a majestic killing intent.
Peter pointed to himself: "Me?"
"Although your strength is not worthy of your skill... you are qualified to die in a knight's duel."
"Oh, that's it, practicing chivalry etiquette—"
Peter suddenly understood, and then said sincerely: "My name is Harry."
Harry, who was working on magic in the distance, twitched his lips.
Are you polite?
The evil spirit jumped down from the balcony, and its spirit body was almost solidified under the bloody curse.
The marble floor could not withstand such terrifying force and cracked.
"My name is Galen." He relaxed his shoulders and neck, "If you can escape from this door, I won't kill you."
"Galen? Do you have a sister named Lark——"
The evil spirit arrives in an instant, carrying the curse of death!
Before Peter could finish speaking, a scarlet afterimage appeared in front of his eyes. One second it was twenty meters away, but now the sword edge was in front of him——
There was a loud bang, and the sixth-level shield on Peter was almost destroyed! After blocking the sword, the torrent of earth element became sluggish and turned from a torrent into a stream.
But before Peter had time to react, the second sword followed.
Faster! heavier! Stronger!
After another loud click, only a thin layer of flying sand remained on the shield. But the evil spirit Galen's sword skills were terrifying to an unbelievable level. Just as the sound of the shield exploding sounded, the third sword fell, as if overlapping with the shadow of the sword that had not disappeared yet——
Peter finally reacted and held the lightning strike wooden sword across his chest, but before he could get into his stance, the earth elemental shield could no longer hold on and was slashed by the sword.
The scarlet sword shadow, which was coming unabated, hit the wooden sword hard. Peter's mouth was numb, and the wooden sword was almost thrown away from the impact.
The power is not on the same level at all!
The wooden sword couldn't hold on for even a second when struck by lightning, and broke into two pieces.
Harry's magic finally arrived, and the three layers of barriers opened simultaneously, helping Peter block the last remaining sword blow, but he was inevitably sent flying out again.
With a bang, Peter hit the Roman column at the door again and fell down.
This location is so familiar.
