Killer Mace vs. Killer Mace
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Seymour was extremely familiar with this sound. It was the sound of a sharp arrow breaking through the air. He immediately did not care about his face as a second-level wizard apprentice and rolled over on the spot.
But then, his whole body felt heavy and his movements became sluggish.
"Oops, it's the slow spell!"
There were several more sharp arrows breaking through the air, and Seymour's heart suddenly sank to the bottom! What the hell was going on? He didn't even see the opponent's figure, but he was beaten so passively!
While struggling, an arrow pierced his thigh, and blood immediately gushed out!
But Seymour was also a ruthless man, and without a sound, he rolled and crawled to hide behind a big tree.
"Richard, you despicable villain, is the only thing you can do about it is sneak attacks with alchemical bombs? If you have the guts, come out and fight openly!" Seymour shouted angrily.
Richard still said nothing. In his eyes, all enemies who were not dead were dangerous enemies.
He remembered the famous saying from his previous life very clearly, "The villain dies because he talks too much!"
He didn't want to be a villain, and he didn't want to die, so it was better not to speak!
So he slowly sneaked into the bushes, planning to attack Seymour from the side.
Seymour, on the other hand, was guzzling some kind of potion, tightly holding the strangely shaped blackened short staff in his hand, with a sinister look on his face!
After drinking the potion, Seymour immediately cast a dark element shield on himself, and only then did he relax a little.
Richard, who had already circled to a place in front of Seymour, saw the faintly visible black shield on Seymour's body, and immediately realized that it would be impossible to penetrate the opponent's dark element shield with just a bow and arrow in a short period of time!
After a change of mind, it seemed that he had no choice but to use his ultimate move, and Richard recited the spell of Grasp of Shadow without hesitation.
On the other side, Seymour saw the irregularly swaying reeds and bushes several dozen meters ahead a few seconds in advance, and he immediately realized that it might be the real Richard, so he silently chanted a spell in his heart!
But the next second, Seymour, who felt the fluctuation of witchcraft, immediately looked carefully. When he saw the huge dark element palm that appeared out of thin air in front of him, "Gulp!" Seymour couldn't help swallowing!
Seymour's voice trembled, "Shadow Grip, and it's at least at the skilled level! How is this possible!
You, you have only been here for two months? How is this possible? "Symour's eyes were a little dazed, and the scene before him had a great impact on his heart.
He didn't expect that the opponent could easily use the killer move he had practiced for four years, and judging from the casting speed, the opponent's level was higher than his. For the same Grasp of Shadow, he just took three seconds to chant the spell, while the opponent only took two seconds!
The key point is that Richard, the other party, has done a very thorough investigation. He has only been at the Ignis School for less than two months!
How is this possible? "
Seymour was suddenly stunned!
So, two almost identical dark elemental hands met in the air, and Richard immediately used his mental power to control the dark element to change his palm into a fist, and heavily bombarded the other party's dark elemental palm!
Suddenly, Richard's hand, which had more concentrated energy, pushed all the shock waves of the collision to Seymour!
All of a sudden, Seymour was blown several meters away by the powerful air turbulence. Although he did not suffer serious injuries, his clothes were messy and he looked listless.
It seems that the double blow to Seymour's body and mind has exhausted him physically and mentally!
Richard found that his attack still failed to kill Seymour, and his face became fierce. He immediately filled the bottle of medicine and drank the bottle of primary mental recovery potion!
With the rapid surge of new mental power in his mind, Richard began to use the second Shadow Grip. He was worried that the night would be too long and dreams would arise, and this place was not too far from the school, so he tried to kill Seymour quickly.
Seymour, who felt the fluctuation of witchcraft again, immediately lost his composure and screamed!
"Impossible, how could you have the energy to cast Shadow Grip for the second time? You should know that Shadow Grip consumes at least three points of mental power, plus the two points of your first zero-level witchcraft Slow Spell, which means you have at least nine points of mental power?"
Seymour looked at the reeds where Richard was hiding with disbelief.
"No! This is absolutely impossible. You can be promoted to a second-level wizard apprentice at ten o'clock. How can you be that kind of genius? I don't believe it!
And when you took the entrance talent test, you were just a rubbish newcomer with a low mental strength rating! "Seymour seemed unable to accept this fact, almost desperate, on the verge of collapse, muttering to himself.
Richard felt secretly happy. It seemed that the assessment during the previous entrance test had helped him a lot. It concealed his true strength very well and made his opponent completely misjudge his strength.
But Richard had no intention of explaining!
The movements of his hands were even more unambiguous!
Suddenly, the dark elemental hand grabbed Seymour directly. If it caught him, it would most likely kill him in one blow!
In an instant, Richard completed the role transformation from prey to hunter!
Seymour shouted, "Wait a minute, Richard, don't you want to know how I tracked you down?
And I have an ancient potion formula in my hand, which is about improving the wizard's qualifications. It's in my arms!
If you don't let me go, I will destroy it directly!"
Richard had no interest in the first half of the sentence, but the keywords in the second half of Seymour's sentence about improving wizards' qualifications made his magic stagnate, and he didn't press the dark element hand directly!
Seymour immediately showed a barely perceptible sneer, but quickly raised the charred short staff in the direction where Richard was hiding.
Richard suddenly felt a palpitation, as if a disaster was about to happen, and immediately pressed his Shadow Grip hand towards Seymour.
However, in front of the charred wooden staff held by Seymour, the air quickly became hot, and a huge hand of fire with a diameter of about four meters appeared out of thin air, holding up the dark element hand and still having enough power to spare.
I saw a huge flaming hand wrapped around a small dark element hand, flying towards Richard at high speed!
Richard was startled, and immediately used his last killer move - instant witchcraft secondary mental shock, and at the same time rolled to the right, and shot two arrows in succession!
Seymour was stunned, and two arrows hit his throat and forehead. In an instant, his entire consciousness fell into darkness!
Seymour died!
Without the guidance of Seymour's mental power, the flaming hand would only move forward in a straight line and eventually dissipate in the distance!
Fortunately, Richard unleashed a secondary mental shock, and Seymour had no follow-up mental guidance, allowing him to easily avoid the opponent's killer attack.
"That was a close call. Seymour almost turned the tables!"
Richard found the oddly shaped short stick on Seymour's body. One end was as thick as a tree root, but it was burnt, while the other end was thinner, and seemed to be the end closer to the tree trunk.
The rough texture and slight energy fluctuations all indicate that the short staff in front of him seems to be a witchcraft prop.
(End of this chapter)
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