Dark winds and evil ghosts howled in the luxurious hall of the mansion, and the evil spirit Galen was covered in curses, like a Shura coming out of hell.
This time he didn't give Peter time to get up.
The knight's sword was like a bloody meteor, following closely behind. The air and dust along the way were instantly squeezed into chaos by the terrifying sword power! Galen was no longer merciful. He had been angered by Peter's many shady provocations. The sword drew a cruel arc in the air and slashed down at Peter's fragile neck!
Galen seemed to have seen the scene of Peter's head falling to the ground.
But the next moment, his sword encountered obstacles, one level, two levels, three levels...
Seven floors!
The explosive light of the magic shield lit up, and it actually blocked Peter's fatal sword.
Galen turned back in horror. The right arm of the armor in the distance had disintegrated, revealing a hand holding a wand.
In just a blink of an eye, seven more defensive barriers enveloped Peter.
Even Peter thought he was dead.
He looked at Harry in surprise. Although they were all second- and third-level low-level magics, you could actually cast them instantly? !
Although Galen was surprised by the mage's casting speed, he didn't take it seriously.
You may be a genius.
Who isn't?
"I want to see... whether you put the shield up faster, or whether I dropped the sword faster-"
The knight's sword in his hand writhed and danced like a dragon and snake.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of swords had been struck. Like a storm, the chaotic sword wind hit the magic light, and the aftermath spread to the hard marble floor, and ravines burst out like plowed earth.
Each sword went straight to the vital point, with a sword force like a landslide and a tsunami, and even the air was struck with a dull buzzing sound. Any one of these dozen swords was enough to cut Peter in half, but the last blow always failed to break the last layer of shield. The light on Peter's body brightened, dimmed and brightened, but never dissipated.
Just like hitting iron, ping -pong, Mars splattered, magic disorders.
But it just can't be beaten.
Galen was shocked.
Harry had thrown away his wand and raised his right arm. The sleeve covering his arm was torn into strips by the raging whirlpool of magic. Densely packed golden rune symbols were squirming on his skin. These obscure and incomprehensible The characters he understands are not tattoos or tattoos, but the magic circuits engraved in the origin of his life!
"Damn it, are you carving low-level defensive magic into your body?"
Even though Galen was well-informed, he had never seen a magician of this caliber.
Harry breathed heavily, and a tired voice came from the armor loudspeaker:
"Huha... Huha... It seems... I am faster."
Lying on the ground, Peter's eyes were about to be blinded by magic. Tears filled his eyes. Brother, are you really a master of magic? !
"You challenged us to a duel...heh, you didn't even ask for my name. Who are you looking down on?"
"Then what's your name?"
The evil spirit admitted that he had been negligent.
"My name is Peter." Harry answered immediately.
Peter expressed emotional stability.
"I didn't expect that there would be a magician of your level in Aknaiz City. But no matter how fast you cast these low-level magics, there will always be attacks that can be blocked..."
"O giant spirit, protect the warrior in front of you! Riesige Geisterschranke!!!"
The left arm of the armor suddenly collapsed and disintegrated, revealing the left hand holding the wand ready to attack!
The magic storm descended on the hall again, and the factory-new earth element torrent shield once again enveloped Peter.
He actually completed another sixth-level magic chant while using the magic circuit in his right hand to cast spells one after another!
How could Peter let go of this opportunity? He turned around, picked up the long sword that had been thrown on the ground, and lifted it up towards the crotch of Galen's beach shorts!
As a spirit body, Galen was too lazy to hide from such ordinary weapons.
But then, he screamed in pain: "Hiss——"
There was phantom pain from the non-existent cow.
How can it be? This kind of iron can actually hurt me? !
Peter thrust his sword again.
Galen didn't dare to raise his head, so he blocked the sword with his shield and backed away a short distance.
Only then did he notice that the long sword had been coated with magic mercury at some point.
Peter smiled. You like it, don't you?
Do you understand the value of "This magician is obviously super powerful but overly cautious"?
When we were fighting earlier, did you really think that Brother Porter was on the edge from behind?
Harry shouted to him with all his strength:
"Fight him! This guy is not an evil spirit, he is a pure soul of the dead! The necromantic alchemy burns his soul, and he can't last long in this state!!!"
Galen was stunned when his true identity was revealed, but he didn't ask how you knew, but looked insulted:
"When did I say I was an evil spirit?"
"Huh? You're not?"
"Of course I'm not, right?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I called you the evil spirit for several chapters earlier..."
Peter confessed a little, and then rushed forward.
The two swords crossed each other, making a harsh metal collision sound, but it was obvious that Galen's power had the overwhelming advantage. Peter did not confront him head-on, and did not give him any chance to wrestle, otherwise the iron sword would not be able to hold up for long.
Release the force, draw the sword, and cut again.
The knight's sword in the opponent's hand is made of curses. Ordinary defensive equipment may not be effective, but he is wearing a magic shield composed of magic elements. Although the two forms of energy are different, they are both made of energy. Or the level of "quantity".
Harry kept releasing low-level shields behind him, adding shields to the earth elemental shield.
Galen was numb.
It's hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker in terms of swordsmanship between the two, but in Galen's eyes Peter's movements are still slower after all.
There is a huge gap in the hard power between the two, but this gap is made up by Harry's magic. Just a sixth-level magic shield is like a matryoshka doll stacked with countless layers of low-level shields.
It can't be cut, it can't be cut at all. It's like Pin Xixi's last stab, it's pure torture.
The necromantic alchemy is burning his soul. If it can't continue like this, the magician must be dealt with first!
Galen sheathed his sword in vain and gave up the fight with Peter.
What is pushed up is the shield in the other hand. No matter how many shields the opponent has on him, the force exerted on the weapon will be transmitted to his hand. Galen jammed his sword with his shield and pressed forward, forcing Peter to stagger two steps.
It's now!
Galen suddenly turned around and galloped towards Harry. The scarlet ghost shadow instantly reached the iron tower-like armor!
Harry smiled.
If the light in Peter is Tiga, then the light in him...
It's the flash from your teammate that you got in Banana Lane.
Galen regretted it after slashing with his sword.
Not to mention breaking the armor, it didn't even touch the outermost iron shield of the armor.
Galen became fierce and ignored Peter who was about to arrive. The sword shadow fell on Harry like a storm, vowing to tear down this turtle shield for him!
The clanging sound was endless, and in his soul-burning state, Galen slashed twenty-five times in a row, finally hitting the armor.
Then, he slashed himself away with a sword.
Galen fell to the ground, staring blankly at the white smoke rising from the tiger's mouth where he held the sword. For the first time in his life, he looked like a helpless child.
Why is it so hard?
No, it's not that the armor is too hard. A deep mark has appeared on the armor shield where I just cut it, but the silver light on it is...
Counter damage magic?
Naturally, he has heard of this overbearing magic. It does not provide any defense, but it can bounce back part of the damage taken.
It is said that it was developed by an idle professor at Hogwarts.
Another level six magic!
"Where are you looking-"
Peter had already arrived, and Galen could only avoid his powerful and heavy sword in embarrassment, and once again fell into a fight with Pinduoduo.
Just when he was about to repeat his old trick and interrupt the magician's spell casting again, he saw in despair that the armor lit up with various magic lines, and the thick magic shield group as thick as a Korean's skin appeared again.
Damn it, it’s glowing again!
That armor isn't armor at all, it's a magic weapon!
Behind each shield is engraved a low-level magic shield array. Once activated, it can instantly apply forty or fifty layers!
Is this the ultimate turtle shell designed by some crazy slaughterer?
Peter wouldn't give him that chance again.
The roar of the clashing swords shook the eardrums, and the bright light of magic clashed with the scarlet of the curse of death, making the dim hall look like daylight.
When I was finally about to dismantle the sixth-level magic shield made of earth elements...
"O giant spirit, protect the warrior in front of you! Riesige Geisterschranke!!!"
The freshly baked magic shield was put on Peter again.
"Damn it, it's not over, right?"
Galen said with a gloomy face, "I want to see how many times your magic power can cast sixth-level magic. I don't believe it. Can you meet a great mage today?"
Harry sneered.
He dropped a sack to the ground.
The armor disintegrated with a clang, revealing Harry's current appearance.
One on the left and one on the right, two needles were inserted into his left and right hands. The needles were connected to the medicine bottles hanging inside the armor. The medicines contained a cyan-blue high-purity magic energy extract!
This byd actually used intravenous infusion to replenish the demon!
There was a sack of such liquid at his feet.
Harry said disdainfully:
"How can magic be such an inconvenience?"
Peter promptly added: "He does not fight unprepared battles."
Galen finally couldn't stand it any longer. In so many years of traveling across the continent, it was the first time he encountered such a muddy combination.
Strong murderous intent burst out from his eyes, and the scarlet curse wrapped around his body burned instantly, as if bathing in boiling blood, which also pushed the necromantic alchemy to the extreme!
He smiled a crazy smile.
"Look at your shield or my sword, which one can survive to the end?"
Harry said nonchalantly: "I can fight you all day."
I can do this all day!
Peter exclaimed: "Fuck, Cap!"
The scarlet ghost jumped towards him again, this time——
Fight until death!
Then,
One night passed.
