Augustus Under the Horseshoe

. Genieval was also pleased to eliminate all the negative spells imposed on Painhurs.

"What an ugly monster! Aren’t you crazy just now! You screamed at me with mud spots! How do you want to run now?" Painhes, who regained his vision, waved his huge right fist entwined with negative energy, as if Raindrops fell on the cheeks of the evil demon! The horrible mud face that looked like a nightmare was beaten even more distorted and deformed!

A large number of dirty sticky mud spots, accompanied by every punch of the pale white horse, splashed into every corner of the igloo. The terrifying blue smoke, along with every touch between the two sides, continues to deprive the poor demon of the poor life left!

"One second has passed, two seconds have passed, three seconds have passed! Four seconds! Five seconds! Six seconds! I can still maintain the terrible power of the cold touch! Continue to take away your dirty and poor stupid life What a refreshing feeling! This body is really suitable for arcane power!"

Painhurs was intoxicated in the seemingly endless power of arcane. Forgot to laugh arrogantly! The handsome and elegant face is now looking like a wicked ghost!

"Eight seconds have passed! Even though I awakened the profession of warlock two weeks ago, I have never experienced such a thrill of reaching the top!! Arcane is so powerful, I am really too high!!"

Roar-"

If he couldn't beat it, he couldn't escape, the poor mud evil demon let out a desperate roar, fortunately before he died. Repatriated by the drow back to the nine prisons of Barto. The last fatal punch of the white horse hit the muddy sheepskin carpet.

"Pop, pop, pop."

"Welcome to the hall of arcane arts! My dear student, I just apologize just now. Only when the warlock is most desperate, can he dig into the blood veins as much as possible, the precious gift from the ancestors." Pain Hess, Herniwell patted the palms of both hands lightly. On the coquettish face, an extremely pleased smile bloomed.

"Remember what you felt just now! That kind of innate life instinct is that you have the knack for mastering all arcane arts!"

"Thank you teacher." The pale white horse gently dissipated the negative energy entangled in his right hand. Looking at his own hands intoxicated, the power of arcane magic is so powerful and terrifying!

"Oh!"

"One more thing." After praising the student's talent, the drow gently walked in front of Painhes, leaped forward, and slammed his slender black palm against the white horse's head.

"What do you remember when my old lady taught you arcane magic? Huh? Keep a humble heart towards magic! Humility! Awe! Just one ring of arcane magic, look at you What has become of madness?! Huh? Is it too high for God?! After you touch the ninth magic net. Do you dare to demolish Constantinople directly??"

"Um. I'm sorry, I was wrong." Painhurs returned to his former elegant appearance. Rubbing the top of his head hurt by the teacher's hammer, he said embarrassedly. "I will pay attention next time."