Violence, absolute violence!

The defiled warlock has three or four times the spell limit of an ordinary mage, and his own spell is even more sharp, unless he has a magical exemption, he will die if he touches it.

There are no strategies and tactics in this profession anymore. Even if it is full of red-robed mages, it is just a gorgeous unparalleled game.

Even Wang Fujian could only use "What the other party said may not be true" to convince himself not to think anymore.

"How?" The ghost file was in a dim shape, and the light inside was like a lit light.

Wang Fujian was silent for a moment, and finally he shook his head with a firm will.

"Since you can read my heart thoroughly, don't you know my choice?"

It’s not that he can’t continue playing without golden fingers. He can still play with the genre of the genre mage.

"Are you sure?" Ghost Files whispered.

"You don't have to decide now, you just need to wait for the opportunity to come."

Wang Fujian restrained his thoughts and his eyes were gentle but he refused calmly.

"Actually, if you want to convince me, you don't need to mention the pollution hazards of the defiled warlock. I will understand it as my advice to me for now."

"So I won't get into this muddy water."

Suddenly!

Thunder rumbling in the void, and the shadow behind the ghost seemed to swell, emitting twisted afterimage of the body and deep darkness!

"Very good, as I expected. You are indeed as I was back then, able to firmly refuse temptation."

In a blink of an eye, the clouds were quiet and the wind was light.

The ghost file shook its head, which exuded a rotten aura.

"I have already felt that the curse of resurrection has been lighter. I have achieved both the first step of "belief" and the second step of "rejection".

Wang Fujian's eyes were slightly condensed, but he just felt that the curse of depravity was terrible. Liberation alone was so complicated.

"Only those souls who initially refuse firmly and eventually go to the depravity are qualified to dominate the power of the defiled warlock."

"Don't worry, I don't want to deceive you. Anyway, I'm done, so that's it." Ghost Files said frankly.

"Then you have refused, why did you accept it?"

Seeing the other person's figure gradually turning white and transparent, and was about to leave and merge into the spiritual world, Wang Fujian interjected and asked.

suddenly!

The figure of the ghost file is fixed!

He turned his back to Wang Fujian and kept silent for a long time.

"I was also the heir to a magic empire. What you dream of is my innate life. What does power mean to me? I don't need it at all."

"But with the collapse of magic and the empire, my father and mother were hung and shared by the untouchables, and all wives, concubines and daughters died tragically in slave camps. In my life, everything in my life died on my thirty birthday..."

"If you ask me at that time, what's the point of falling or not?"

"The power is there. Whether it is used or not depends on how you view the power."

Wang Fujian said silently.

Hearing the other party’s story, he finally understood what he was thinking in his heart when he wore the tight-knitted spell and turned back to the Monkey King.

The other party was not convinced to do what to do.

Just telling him-

When life is in despair, there is only one way.

"Your Excellency the File!"

Wang Fujian suddenly shouted at the other party, "Since you are looking forward to my arrival, how can I see the battle of Jiuhuan?"

"For example, first remove this anti-magic field that is only useful to me?"

"Oh?" Ghost smiled, "I just used a special way to cast spells in the anti-magic field to read your mind, and it is indeed a waste of time."

Wang Fujian then felt a loose shoulder, and the energy of the spell position that had been frozen in his mind finally resumed flow.

"War with me, even if you shout to start, I am still in the first attack, and you have no chance." Ghost refused lightly.

Wang Fujian nodded.

"I know, I just want to know how strong the legendary spellcaster can be!"

Compared to the rare magic items and rare spells, what Wang Fujian needs more is—

A "battle" to see the limits of the abilities of the legendary spellcaster!

The initial battle between the chief red robed wizard on the sea seemed to be just teasing everyone.

Looking at the other party's hesitant attitude, Wang Fujian silently took out the "Olin Dharma Crystal".

"Just as my senior uses it to guide me here."

The Ghost File Shaking Head, "This Aberron Dragon Crystal, which I know of a ring of magic, was indeed sent out by me. The original intention was to let the traveler from that country continue the inheritance of the file scholar for me."

"When it approached my residence, it made you feel something, and it was somewhat beyond my expectations."

"Well!"

In an instant, a surging air rushes at the face, forcing Wang Fujian to cross his hands in front of him.

"Advanced rapid explosion! The Eye of the Oracle! Chain trigger!"

"Synchronization! Time acceleration! Sequence response!"

As if he was worried that Wang Fujian would not understand, the ghost file directly reflected the information into his mind!

Wang Fujian is also ready to cast his spells.

"Master's cleavage technique!"

A sense of silence that collapsed and broke into the sky and the earth surged.

Although Wang Fujian could not see any magic light, he clearly felt that the space behind his head was pressing more than ten meters, and suddenly it seemed to have become a magic black hole!

All magical effects are annihilated, and all magical items fall into the mortal world.

He could only stare behind him.

"The Gate of Another World! The Gate of Another World! The Gate of Another World!"

The giant wheel-like disc portal opens in three corners of the room, corresponding to the nine-story hell of the fire that is extremely violent, the shadow plane of twisted light and shadow, and the Hall of Knowledge in the starry night sky.

Behind the aperture are the figures of powerful creatures emitting terrifying aura, and they are about to be summoned by the power of the Nine-ring spell.

"Time stops!" The axis of time flow stops.

"Rainbow Light Magic Ball!" The opaque sphere flashed with a glimmer of light, swirling around the colorful light to surround the ghost, isolating all attack methods.

"Eternal Body!" Immune to all damage within one round.

...

A series of magnificent magic effects flashed in front of Wang Fujian, causing him to go from shock to numbness.

Because these are only displayed within two rounds - more than twenty magics!

A nine-ring mage is just six or seven nine-rings, and the opponent burns out the nine-ring magic positions of three top-level mages in an instant!

Even if the other party has no tactics, just these spells are smashed out in an instant, the gods who transform into saints and walk on the earth will be confused.

This hasn't even reached the legendary spell!

"But? I changed countless thoughts before I could make it clear that I would release the 'star-like structure' behind me." Wang Fujian looked in disbelief.

"But why, your 'Master Disintegration Technique' that destroys all magical effects behind me is faster than my thoughts?"

He had considered "mind reading", but the other party's spell was a little faster than his thoughts!

Ghost Files smiled.

“Because in another dimension of time, you do release it.”

"Then I used the nine-ring ability of 'time backward' to reverse the time flow to the previous round. So I know you will definitely be behind you, so I will get stuck in the previous second and smash it to you."

"Okay, I have to commit suicide, and I will exchange for a peaceful time in the gap between resurrection."

Wang Fujian, who was immersed in the terror of the Nine Rings, suddenly had his eyes lit up.

"Wait! Senior, I heard that killing powerful creatures can achieve spiritual promotion."

The ghost sneered when he heard this.

"If you think it's useful, keep a ghost in your captivity and play with it."

"roll!"

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Chapter completed!