Mystic Dominator

"Woman, are you crazy!"

Overwhelmed by Audritt's stormy attack.

Malcolm's tone also became hurried.

While yelling loudly, he simultaneously began to retreat.

Intend to continue to activate their own spells with relatively stealthy actions.

After the use of the extreme technique just now, his current internal condition is not very good, and it is completely impossible to imagine a direct physical competition with Audrit like in the train carriage.

Malcolm has two options for winning.

Otherwise, I will drag Ronald and Audritt together because they are unable to move because of their injuries, and they will be dealt with by themselves to finish today's battle;

Or find an opportunity to try to activate your own props, and continue to cast spells to completely crush the two in front of you.

However......

This choice seems hard to come by.

In front of Marco, Audrit, who was constantly attacking, was like a Valkyrie on the battlefield.

She threw herself into wielding weapons, her attacks were linked to each other, and all the movements were perfectly and smoothly linked together, just as delicate as a dancer performing a dance.

Having grasped the possibility of winning, Audrit had no intention of showing mercy.

Or that she has only one thought in her mind now.

- Suppress the enemy in front of you.

—Until the protective technique on the opponent completely fails.

In the face of the continuous wanted wanted, Malcolm could only keep retreating, so as to ensure the balance of his body.

"..."

"Damn!"

After a few more passive defenses, Malcolm suddenly roared.

The suspicion and luck in his heart were intertwined. There was not only the expectation that the nun in front of him had seen through his fighting style, but there was also a fluke that the other party was only fighting for his life before he died.

He tried his best to suppress his unease.

After relying on the protection to block Audrit's attack again.

Malcolm also realized that he couldn't continue like this. Compared with the ease at the beginning, the white light on his body has begun to approach half of the brightness before.

Can't drag it any longer...

Realizing this, he said loudly to the nun in front of him:

"Sister, listen to me!"

"Being attacked by my spell just now, if you don't treat it in time, you will only have a dead end, I..."

Clang—

Malcolm was only halfway through his words, and the blue arc smashed down from above his head again, swallowing all the speeches he had prepared.

Audrit continued to attack frantically regardless.

Although the nun's face was pitifully pale, she still had a flat smile on her face as she always did, staring at the enemy in front of her calmly.

At this moment, Malcolm jumped back sharply.

Because right under his feet, two unknown things 'touched' him just now!

Hiding in the dark fog, Ronald was also controlling two ghosts to attack him. After all, he is not a professional fighter, and he has the self-knowledge not to disturb Audrit's attack at such a time.

Finally, Malcolm's feelings came to the most delicate state.

In addition to the **** hollow eyes, this guy couldn't help but have an expression called panic.

There was a thick black fog that kept surging around his body. He couldn't see the sky above his head, and he couldn't tell the direction around him. Only the warm earth under his feet told Malcolm that he was still standing in the place before.

Is there really nowhere to go...

Unable to bear, the spellcaster thought so.

In his line of sight, he could only see the church nun in a black robe in front of him.

However, it is the only thing that can be seen, but it is constantly forcing itself to attack the abyss called death.

The iron rod with a blue arc in the nun's hand made his heart tremble with every blow.

All the spells mastered by oneself are based on the magic props made.

Now......

pat—

Suddenly, Malcolm stepped on a stone as he kept backing away.

Although his body balance was almost destroyed, the emotion in his heart now is endless ecstasy!

Previously, his technique had indeed plowed the entire ground clean.

But after getting away from the burning center, the surrounding ground finally exposed hard stones that could be used. This inadvertent discovery instantly brought him the possibility of victory.

With the white light that had almost completely disappeared, he forcibly resisted Audrit's slash, showing pain on his face, and then half-knelt on the ground, the man put his right hand on the cuff of his left hand and forcibly aimed his palm at the nun in front of him.

"go to hell!"

blow-

In the next second, the stones on the surrounding ground blazed up from the ground in compliance with the control of the spell, and smashed directly at the nun in front of Malcolm.

His attack was successful.

Audrey's body had already entered a rather weak state, and at this moment, she was doing everything she could for uninterrupted attacks. In this case, she had lost the possibility of resisting this crisis.

In just an instant, Audrit was directly hit by at least four stones at the same time. A stone under the control of a spell is as destructive in power as being thrown by a sling.

After being hit so hard, the last strength in the nun's body immediately disappeared.

But even so.

Even when the smile on her face began to disappear, she still aimed at the man in front of her and threw the iron rod in her hand with the last strength.

However, in the face of this exhausting throw, Malcolm easily turned sideways and dodged.

"call-"

Subconsciously, the man gasped heavily.

Immediately he was about to stand up and reach out to lift his glasses.

puff-

Suddenly, the sound of a sharp object piercing the body resounded in his chest.

Malcolm's hand just stopped in front of his chest.

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He looked down, his only wide eye seeing the blue arc of light passing through his chest.

—It is an iron rod with the blessing of Audrit's spell.

Ronald, who has been hiding in the black mist waiting for an opportunity, is also waiting for an opportunity that suits him.

And now is the time to take action.

Taking the spear thrown by Audrit, Ronald stabbed the enemy with all his strength.

So, a completely different situation emerged.

With a very slight '呲' sound, the faint white light on Malcolm's body finally disappeared completely under this blow.

After Audrit's frequent attacks before, coupled with Ronald's ghost-controlled attack, and now the last strike, this guy's body protection has finally been completely broken.

In the next second, the rolling black mist rushed towards the man relentlessly.

Directly wrap his whole person inside.

Malcolm didn't even have time to raise his hand, and his whole body was completely destroyed by the power of 'rape' that fully manifested his ability.

......

In the night, the black fog gradually dissipated.

Dragging his equally terrible body, Ronald staggered to Audritt's side.

Although the nun was seriously injured, she maintained her sanity.

Lying and looking at the man in front of her, she raised her palm with great difficulty and patted the ground beside her, inviting him to lie down together:

"Well done, Mr. Ronald."

"Come and sit here for a while, the ground is quite warm."

Ronald also smiled, then sat down beside the nun:

"Compared to this, I am more concerned about what the two of us will do next."

Audrey replied immediately:

"Just wait with peace of mind, my church members will come over."

"There are professional surgeons in charge of medical treatment."

"..."

Hearing such an answer, Ronald thought for a few seconds before asking in a joking tone on a whim:

"Audritt, if your parishioners come over we'll be dead."

"so what should I do now?"

Facing Ronald's joke at this time, the nun kept a smile on her face and replied calmly:

"if that is true."

"The original text on the corpse over there is about to lose its original owner."