Seindemocra tried to attack Dean François more than once, but the result was that he was forcibly blocked by the book in his hands.

It seemed like an incredibly old book and the years have made it ragged. There was no text on the cover of the book, and as for its content, no one knew what was written in it - they could only see many ancient words of different colors spread around it.

In fact, it may be a little worse, its appearance is closer to a dirty notebook. The thick brown cover appears to be made of some animal skin, and it is stained with dark black stains, as if it hasn't been sorted out for decades.

The slightly dim cover, stained inner pages, and the flowing sequence of ancient texts that originally formed the book were filled with dull colors, but for some reason, it still exuded a lack of color.

In that book, there is some overwhelming force.

If we only consider the magic power that the magical sage that Seindemocra, the magician now possesses, it can indeed be described in this word. The magical cube array constructed by absorbing a large amount of vitality is connected to him, making him almost become a human form filled with magic power.

On the other hand, although the magic power around Cruz François was quite huge, it seemed slightly worse if compared with him. Although the wind, which penetrated the blue magic power, had tear open the complex spells constructed by the spell, it seemed difficult to achieve further results.

However, the "book" he held in his hand - or a magical product with the appearance of a book - had the power to suppress Seindemocra. Although the lightning that gathered into a beam kept shooting towards Dean François, he followed it with that book.

One thing subsides another, just as a magic cube formed by flesh and blood has overwhelming power for mortals. That "book" can easily defeat the strange magic power that runs in this space. With its power, Dean François has easily swept away many attacks aimed at him.

It seemed as if as long as he had the intention, even the entire magic cube formation constructed by Seindemocra would be easily erased by the hidden power in the book. He stopped the magic flow with a considerable attitude, and as he had previously claimed, he had mastered the means of countering the method.

Although he seemed to have some advantage, Cruz François did not take action casually - otherwise he would have been in the mood for the magician. That book was indeed his reliance on breaking through this complex magic cube formation, but if the enemy understood his true abilities, he would probably be deliberately hindered soon.

"So that's it, is this also one of the 'legacy' of the Silver Dragon King?" Seindemocra's face darkened. Curt saw his eyes getting thinner and thinner, "As I expected, I almost searched through things that I couldn't find in the academy, and it would definitely be kept in your hands."

As he said this, his hand waved heavily in the void, and the weird sound scale that had been slightly calmer roared again with his actions. With his control, the flow of magic around him suddenly changed, and several red lights began to gather around him.

The blood-colored clouds in the sky seemed to be guided by his actions, slowly stirred by the magic flow, and the flashing lights became thicker with the strange syllables. They were like demonstrating to the old man holding a book, constantly roaring.

Looking at his expression, it seemed that the existence of the "book" had long been known to him, and it was even a very important catalyst in the ceremony. Now Dean François took the initiative to bring it, which was already exactly what he thought of - it seemed that he had regarded the book as something in his pocket.

"Hmph! If you get it, just grab it from me, the old man!"

Cruce François shouted to the spell opposite: "It's just that he's complacent after mastering some power beyond his level. He also arrogantly said that he wanted to create a 'new order' - I don't think I'll lose to someone like you who only have power in your eyes!"

His body had already rushed forward in the flashing lightning. The book exuding a colorless texture was blocked by him as a shield, erasing the magic power that struck his body in one breath. In the blink of an eye, he broke through the blockade line constructed by Seindemocra using his magic power.

The old man's figure was like a gust of wind. Almost in an instant, Cruz Francois' figure left a plural afterimage in the air. The vision could hardly capture his outline, and the raging storm lent its power to the "Twelve Directions Winds" that controlled them.

"You old bone, go to die soon!"

Seindemocra opened his hands and spread a large amount of lightning on the path that President François must pass, while also allowing himself to glide in the space. The continuous bursts of magic power turned into wave-shaped barrage. The blue magic power that penetrated into the body was sprinkled.

The two spells kept casting spells and entangled each other, and the intertwined magic power flowed out a dazzling light. The ground was almost unable to stand on it. The roaring spell slightly rubbed against the obstacle and a burst of shock waves that could smooth out that area.

Both sides have given up using barriers to defend, and instead use more powerful attacks to destroy the magic flow that is about to touch them. In the blink of an eye, dozens or even hundreds of magical streams passed through the air, and waves of strange colors were set off by the spell.

call--

Just as both sides were almost in equilibrium, the sound of breaking the wind suddenly came from the direction of the ground, and several turning silver-lit iron spears rushed towards Seindemocra. It was one of the weapons used by the remnants of the Eye of True Vision, but now it was wrapped in pale magic power and shot towards the magician.

It was Curt, who brought Hermia and Carlota to the rear and collected the iron spears scattered on the ground as throwing weapons and smashed them to Seindemocra. Before throwing it, he injected his pale magic into the metal, trying to make them harder than they were originally.

Obviously, these iron spears are not made of steel on the surface. From materials to manufacturing processes, these weapons have been specially strengthened. After being injected with magic, their surfaces are like being burned by fire, reflecting a strange luster.

"Tsk, just be smart!"

The spell snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, several red lights shot out, instantly decomposing the iron spear that was shot at him into several fine pieces. But at this moment, the magic power injected with the iron spear suddenly exploded, and the metal fragments wrapped in magic dispersed like fragments of grenades.

It seems that Seindemocra did not expect these iron spears to be transformed in this way. Seeing the hot fragments splashing everywhere, his gliding body had to stop. However, several metal fragments that were scattered in disorder still hit his body, but no blood flowed out.

The only thing that flowed out of the wounds on his body was a sticky darkness, and those things seemed to be condensed blood, and each drop exuded an almost suffocating stench. Seindemocra seemed to have stopped because of this impact, but behind him were several magic bullets shot by Dean François.

puff--

The spell's robe was torn apart by the "blade" condensed by the air, and a cluster of mist-like darkness spurted out from the wound. However, they did not dissipate in the air, but continued to flow into the air, and finally even merged into the circulation of the magic cube array.

"Damn you stupid guys!"

Seindemocra roared and shouted at the people who were blocking them: "You guys who are all bound to the stupid ancient order, there is no need for you to stay! Your existence is not needed in the new order, and now become a honeycomb in front of me!"

At this moment, he was injured, anxious, and angry, and had obvious shakes on his unchanging face. Perhaps because of the bad situation, the mask on his face also collapsed, but not only the expression on his face, but also his body changed.

Faced with the unsatisfactory reality, Seindemocra's expression began to distort uglyly - this was probably what they could see on his face, the last time that it was somewhat similar to humans. Then, in front of Curt and François, his appearance was distorted.

Originally, his body began to become a little strange when it was constantly receiving the magic power flowing into the magic cube array. The torso that expanded in the purple-black current also turned into a dead gray like a dead person, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Now, he has become like a wild beast standing up, losing his appearance as a human. Although he still has some similar elements to the "human" in a broad sense, just looking at his current appearance, it is probably much more appropriate to call him a "monster".

Wrinkles appeared on the surface of the body, which twisted with the crunching sound, and became tentacle-like. Several holes were cracked on the palm. However, the things that appeared at the wound were not dirty blood, but some traces that looked like eyes - as if they were about to develop in contrast, and his eyes were almost opened to the limit, and the edges were even covered with black blood.

"Oh, is it still eroded?" Looking at Seindemocra's gradually changing appearance, Dean François also showed an anxious expression on his face.

Obviously, the spell was eroded by the "chaotic bloodline" just like many people who were previously used as experimental subjects. The power extracted from the Slots' bodies was too strong, and the subsequent instability often caused the user's body to be unable to withstand pressure and changed.

And this time, the mutation phenomenon that arises with the collapse of the body finally appears on this magician who thinks he can control it. (To be continued)

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