At dawn, a hazy ray of sky lit up at the end of the night, shining through the cold mist.
A new day is coming.
In the manor on the top of the hill behind the mountain, the three supremes fought to the edge of the universe, and the avenues were wiped out.
The originally luxurious and upscale lobby of the main building has now become a demolition site. The expensive marble floor tiles are full of pits, two curved staircases have collapsed in half, and the floor-to-ceiling windows and glass domes have not been spared, turning into glass fragments on the ground.
The dull fine iron armor collapsed on the ground, its energy exhausted and unable to rise again.
Peter supported a silver nail and stood tremblingly in the center of the hall. He had already lost his breath, his lips were gray with thirst due to lack of water, and his limbs were already exhausted.
Byd, I didn’t feel so tired even if I ran 5,000 meters in my third grade physical education class.
Galen was lying not far ahead.
More ghost than ghost.
His body has become almost transparent, and the scarlet cursed sword and shield are now consumed to the size of a toothpick. His eyes are lifeless, as if he has aged thirty years, from a middle-aged man to someone engaged in the online literature industry. The middle-aged man seemed to see Jesus waving above his head.
Teacher Galen, what happened?
Ouch! It turned out that yesterday, there were two young people, in their twenties, one weighing more than 50 kilograms and the other weighing more than 500 kilograms. They said, oh, Mr. Galen, can you teach me knight swordsmanship and help with my treatment? , my defensive magic. I said yes. I said it wouldn't work if you practiced hard at Hogwarts, but he wasn't convinced.
I said to my little brother: You have twenty shields to block my sword, but he can’t block it. He said it's useless for you. I said what I did was useful. It was necromancy alchemy. Traditional necromancy alchemy was about turning energy into four ounces (referring to ashes) to move a thousand catties. More than 100 kilograms of Yuanbao can't be touched by my finger. Ah...ha! He insisted on trying it with me, and I said yes.
Hey, as soon as I said that, I stood up, so fast! Then I came up with a left kick, a right whip kick, and a left jab. He blocked them all. After blocking them, I naturally used traditional kung fu to hit him. I put my right fist on the magic shield and didn't hit him. I smiled and prepared to withdraw my fist. In this time, he had already lost in a traditional knight's duel. If the punch was powerful, it would break his nose with one punch. He also admitted that I hit him first. face.
When I stopped punching, he suddenly attacked me and slashed me with his sword. Oh, I was careless and didn't dodge. Alas, his sword hit my head, ah, the back of my head, but it didn’t matter! At that time, white smoke was coming out. I covered my head and said Tingting. Then two minutes later, more than two minutes later, it was fine. I said, young man, you don’t understand martial ethics, and he said, Teacher Galen, I’m sorry, I don’t understand the rules. He said that he was fighting randomly, but he was not fighting randomly. He was well-trained in wielding a sword, magic shield, and was well trained. Later, he said that he had practiced Genshin Impact for three or four years. Oh, it turned out to be just for fun. Played by Genshin Impact.
These two young men are not immoral, they are here to cheat and attack, my forty-one-year-old comrade, how about this? This is not good. I advise this magician to think about it carefully and not to be so clever again in the future. Little cleverness, ah, magic should be based on harm, be martial ethics, and don't use laminated turtle shells. Thank you friends!
"...Huh...huh...Ga...Len, do you still...want to fight?"
Hearing Peter's question, Galen stood up tremblingly, picked up a weapon like a carrot knife, and choked back: "Still, are you still holding on? Hehe... Phew, hit, hit, hit, I...I, Galen...could I be afraid of you?"
"The corpse...the corpse has been burned to ashes, but the mouth...the mouth is still hard...hard!...Harry, shield!"
The armor parted, and a mummified hand stretched out, tremblingly raising the magic wand. Harry's voice was as tired as a Bitcoin mining card after three years of running.
He hoarsely yelled a spell with unknown meaning, and then there was no more movement as if he had been squeezed dry.
A thin layer of blister magic appeared on Peter's body. It was an extremely basic first-level magic. Even a second-year kid at Hogwarts could do it better than this.
But when Galen saw this shield, he couldn't help but tremble.
He had already dismantled the shield all night. He had not dismantled more than tonight in his eight lifetimes. Now he trembled when he saw the shield, as if he had post-traumatic stress disorder and would explode if he looked at it one more time.
"Stop, stop..."
Peter didn't bother to move over, just standing here was exhausting.
Let's just bicker.
"What, are you scared?"
"Although our duel is not over yet..." Galen put down his hand, which had become indistinguishable, and took back the few remaining grudges, "But I admit that your martial arts, his magic... ..not beneath me.”
This sentence was almost said through gritted teeth.
It's like fighting an enemy that doesn't exist. It's as frustrating as it is. Don't look at that kid who is almost exhausted. He didn't suffer any injuries after being beaten all night. On the other hand, if he is beaten again, he can study the route of reincarnation.
Peter finally heard a soft word from his mouth and couldn't help but twitch his lips.
"Ha...I also admit that you are the most determined soul I have ever seen. I approve of you."
"So...it's a tie?" Evil Spirit asked tentatively.
"...Okay. It's really a hearty battle."
Peter, who could no longer move his legs, reached a consensus with him.
Hearing his straightforwardness, Evil Spirit suddenly felt that although this kid was a bit muddled, he was still a respectable opponent.
Cherishing each other belongs to yes.
"Okay, then I'll go back first."
"Bye-Bye."
Galen's figure slowly floated up, gradually faded, and finally disappeared in front of the huge oil painting.
Peter was relieved that, finally, it was over.
The long sword has long been damaged.
He was now holding on to the silver spike that Harry had brought, and moved step by step to the armor at the back, and tapped the armor.
"Brother Potter, we have won!"
After a long while, the armor gradually disintegrated, revealing Harry who looked like a mummy.
His cheeks were sunken and pale, as if they had been squeezed into a human penis.
But after hearing this, he sat up in shock despite his dying illness and asked in disbelief: "Did you defeat him?"
"He's gone, he's gone!"
Peter, who was already delirious, and Harry, who was delirious, reported the results of the battle.
"We...won?!"
Peter pulled Harry up, and the sun shone on their tired faces.
"Yes, we won! We won!!"
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The butler Frey, who waited in fear all night, finally saw the exhausted two people in the morning when the first ray of sunlight hit the top of the mountain.
They supported each other and limped out.
He was still mumbling about victory, victory, victory.
Frey was overjoyed and rushed forward excitedly——
"Mr. Harry! Mr. Peter!"
He asked nervously:
"Has the evil spirit been destroyed?"
The two of them froze and looked at each other.
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