Chapter 115: Sacrifice for those who are afraid of light
A large number of light prisms shot towards the wizard apprentice in the Holly Tower, but at this moment, the wizard apprentice's pupils suddenly changed and turned into multiple pupils. Each pupil was connected, and the color of all the pupils turned into bright red.
Then, in an instant, the body of this apprentice from the Holly Tower was transformed into a half-vampire body by the curse magic on his body, and he jumped into the air.
In this office, it was like a spring ball, moving extremely on every wall, giving no chance for Essie's [Shattered Light Floating Seed] to hit him.
Angelu was a little flustered. "How is it possible? He just used his consciousness to follow the multiple self-curses and invaded the mind of the wizard apprentice. Why did he retain such powerful magical power?"
"By the way... he used the vampire transformation curse to transform the wizard apprentice's own mana into a vampire's physical enhancement. So he Borrowing the wizard's apprentice's magic power, the magical attainments of those who can do this...are very rare even among curse masters..."
Angelou tried to fire a cannon at the enemy with the bell flower in the gap between his fingers. Suddenly, the sonic fireworks produced a violent vibration, making Locke, who was standing next to him, want to cover his ears.
The sound wave oscillated at that moment, causing the surrounding documents to fly in the air.
But it’s of no use.
The sonic fireworks couldn't hit the opponent at all, and fell directly into the air. Instead, they punched a hole in the ceiling of the office, directly connecting the second floor to the third floor.
The next moment, Angelou's chest was cut with a huge wound by the bloody claws, blood sprayed out, and he himself was also beaten out.
The moment Blood Claw came into contact with him, a deep voice seemed to appear in Angelou's ear, chanting a curse in his ear, and then countless voices that seemed to be those of the dead echoed the deep voice and sang curses in his ears.
A series of low-level curses fell next to him, including the Thousand-Edge Curse, the Paralysis Curse, the Bleeding Curse, the Vomiting Curse, the Ugly Curse...
Angelou didn't even have time to stop the bleeding, so he directly picked up a pile of antidote potions on the shelf next to him and stuffed it into his mouth.
In the office, several potion master assistants quickly cast spells to stop him, but most of the spells failed, and only a few of them touched the half-vampire.
Even in a panic, one of the potion master's assistants actually used the spell of the enchantment school that favors negative energy particles [Negative Energy Touch], trying to make the half-vampire incapacitated and slow down his speed.
As a result, the half-vampire was directly hit by this spell without dodging, and then the status-destroying spell increased his speed. His speed did not decrease, but became faster.
Spells with negative energy will only strengthen vampires.
"Thank you very much." The half-vampire hung upside down from the ceiling, spread out a pair of black bat wings, and joked: "You white wizards have really poor combat experience. If my true form comes here, I can kill you all in just ten breaths."
"What should I do? I originally just wanted to come here to do a consciousness fusion experiment. But now, I don't know what to do."
"Then let's kill a few potion masters. Remember, the person who killed you is I, Heather Quinn, the first-order wizard seed of the Blood Curse Tribunal!"
Locke couldn't help but shake his head slightly when he saw the result of the battle between the six potion master assistants.
White wizards are not good at fighting to begin with. They spend more time on research.
The potion master's assistants are the least able to fight among the white wizards, because they spend most of their time studying potions.
Unlike the wizards of the Evocation School, there are also those who specialize in combat.
The people of the Blood Curse Tribunal have been accustomed to killing since they were young wizards. They compete for all available magic resources in the killing. After hundreds of battles, their personalities gradually become abnormal in the process.
Respect the law of the jungle.
The two were fighting, and my side was really beaten. During the battle, there were actually people who gave the other side a boosting magic!
Who would have thought of this?
The magic power of these first-class wizard apprentices must be stronger than mine, because they have been first-class wizard apprentices for much longer than you, and their spell power is also greater than yours, but the problem is that if they can't hit anyone, it's useless.
Furthermore, vampires are immune to most magical damage, and only a small number of specific magics can cause harm to them.
Only a small amount of magic can kill them.
Locke's mind was spinning rapidly. The advantage of vampires lies in their super high mobility. As long as they have super high mobility and partial magic immunity, they have a lot of room for maneuver and can make full use of their combat experience.
Him must find a way to restrain the half-vampire controlled by Haishan.
But before, the other party had already seen the invisibility ability of his bad omen, the Mandela Vine. If he tried it again, it would definitely not work on someone like him who had been killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The reason why the other party did not target him immediately was because he knew that he was the weakest among all the first-class wizard apprentices.
Hence, it is not a priority solution.
Just when Locke was thinking this, he suddenly saw the half-vampire controlled by Haishan, raising his exaggeratedly sharp bloody claws like scissor hands, and rushed towards him.
At the same moment, the traces left by the half-vampire controlled by Haishan before jumping in front of the wall suddenly lit up with scarlet blood at this moment, forming a mysterious ritual pattern.
It turns out that Haishan had previously manipulated the half-vampire to jump around in this office, not only to avoid spells, but also to deliberately set up ritual magic.
In an instant, all seven first-class wizard apprentices lost their sight, including Locke.
� It is a magic trap that will cause us to lose our vision for thirty seconds;———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
Hunting to hold on by oneself.
Among the seven wizard apprentices, I should have the weakest magic power, because I have only become a first-class wizard apprentice for less than half a year, and many of the first-class wizard apprentices present have been at this stage for more than ten years.
The other party actually did not follow the logic of immediately dealing with the strongest person, but instead targeted themselves first.
Hashhan's eyes were focused. He didn't know why he was targeting such a weak first-class wizard apprentice, but his intuition told him that he had to do it now.
So, he did it.
The reason why he was able to survive in the blood-curse court's competition among the mountains of corpses and seas of blood was because he relied on this dark intuition many times.
Therefore, he simply trusted his intuition and used carefully prepared magic traps to control a wave of everyone, and the first target was the first-class wizard apprentice with the weakest magic power present.
It is also someone who has met him twice.
Hishan's bloody claws fell towards Locke's neck, but in the next moment, Locke tilted his head and dodged. There was only a blood line on his neck, but it was just a skin injury.
Haishan was stunned for a moment, "Without vision, can you still dodge my attack?" No wonder my instinct told me to kill him first. He is different from those drug sellers. 』
The half-vampire’s pair of bloody claws directly and continuously attacked Locke. The attack direction was either the eyes, the throat, the heart, or even the vagina. Every move was fatal and shameless.
On the other side, Locke relied on the ability of the Clivia in his left hand to sense airflow and narrowly avoided Haishan's attacks every time.
『You can’t just dodge, you must take the initiative to attack, otherwise I won’t be able to survive these thirty seconds. If I were just a little slower, I would be torn apart by his bloody claws immediately. 』
『My foundation is insufficient and my mana is low, this is nothing. The other party not only has a consciousness, a puppet, but the other party's magic power is not much higher than mine, and is even weaker than mine.
ule as to means, I am not lacking either. 』Loke directly took out the level 7 synthetic magic plant Amorphophallus King from the astral ring. "I don't need to be intimidated by his name. 』
『The first-sequence wizard seed of the Blood Curse Tribunal is nothing more than a dark wizard. I'll kill him now. " Locke's heart was beating very fast. In this critical moment, he actually became slightly excited, as if he was enjoying this kind of battle.
Hishan frowned in displeasure, and his eyes caught the slight change in Locke's expression. It was not fear, but eagerness to try.
This is very rare for a white wizard.
But to Haishan, it was like an insult. For him, a wizard seed in the first order of the Blood Curse Tribunal, his opponent was not afraid of such a sharp attack, and looked like he was prepared to deal with it.
Ridiculous.
Ridiculous.
This group of medicine sellers, do you think they can be his opponents?