Kamen Rider Evolution.

The two people kept colliding in mid-air, and various elemental turbulences exploded in the sky. The burning trees were extinguished one after another, and the riot of elements prevented the burning phenomenon from occurring again.

For the white magicians watching the battle, such a battle was actually nothing.

Whether he's fucking a true lover in full dragon mode or possessing the immortal resurrection phoenix, he has many ways to defeat them.

But Cao Zhenqingren was able to achieve what he has now in just a few months, and he could be called a genius, but that's all.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky, and the two sides collided like meteors. At this time, the Phoenix Phantom let out a scream.

The Phoenix Phantom looked down at its abdomen. A sharp dragon claw pierced its body. The feeling of impending death filled its heart again, but it was not afraid at all.

"Haha, that's pretty capable! But be careful! I can be resurrected." The Phoenix Phantom kindly reminded.

Even though it lost, it will definitely win next time. It is very sure that when it is resurrected again, it will use its new body to burn the magician in dragon form into ashes.

"I don't want to knock you down." said the real lover.

"What?" Phoenix Phantom suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Curse your immortal body." The dragon tail behind Cao Zhenqingren swung fiercely, and the powerful force instantly shattered the wings behind the phoenix phantom.

The phoenix phantom was directly lifted straight into the sky by the impact of the attack, and four dragons of different colors hit it hard until they were carried high into the sky.

The cold air passed by the phoenix, the horizon slowly brightened and finally took an arc shape, until the entire earth appeared. At this time, the extreme cold had turned into extreme heat, and the phoenix phantom was shot into the sun.

The eternal sun became the desperate situation for the phantom of the phoenix.

The white magician waved his hand to summon a magic circle and left.

There is no need to continue watching the current battle. Even if the Phoenix Phantom has the ability to resurrect after death and become even stronger after resurrection, it will die from exhaustion of magic power in front of the 46 billion year old sun because of the long enough years, unless someone helps it.

As the real lover said, there is no finale for him.

The White Magician returned to his base, which contained all his experimental materials and related data. Now that the first human sacrifice had been completed, it was time to prepare the Eclipse Ring to get ready for the reopening of the Demonic Banquet.

When he was about to take out the magic gem, he suddenly looked towards an empty corner. As a magician, he could sense many special things. Suddenly, some fluctuations appeared in the space where his sight was looking.

A grayish-white door curtain-like thing appeared here out of nowhere, like opaque glass.

The translucent scratches quickly extended and gradually formed ripples like water waves. In just a moment, it had expanded to his secret base.

A person walked out from the gray curtain and looked at him with a slightly interested look.

"White magician, it happens to be my favorite color."

Chapter 408 White Mage

"who are you?"

The white magician used a connecting magic circle to summon the flute sword, and pointed the sword edge that could cut through any object at the uninvited guest who suddenly broke in.

He did not sense any magic from the strange young man in front of him, but the phantom in his body suddenly became restless, as if it had encountered some natural enemy.

But this is impossible. The phantom in his body was created by himself, so it is impossible for it to be disturbed by such a thing. Why is that?

"It's no use telling you my name, because you're going to die soon. Your name as the mastermind behind the Phantom is a good one, and I'm very interested."

Jiang Xia stepped over the aurora curtain and looked at the evil white magician in front of him.

"I want your name and form! In the name of the sage."

"From now on, I am the white magician." Jiang Xia really liked the white magic robe.

"I will find your origins from your memory, but now you will die here." The white magician swung the flute sword in his hand and slashed directly at Jiang Xia's neck.

Anyone who can say such things to him is either a madman or a fool.

But he did not dare to be careless at all, and the speed of swinging the flute sword even increased a bit.

Even the Phantom with strong defense would avoid his flute sword. It was sharp enough to cut through steel plates several centimeters thick and could also amplify the power of magic.

Such a weapon combined with his magic can be said to be the most effective weapon. Although he is not clear about the true purpose of the enemy in front of him, he believes that his attack cannot be taken without injury.

"bump!"

A dark red air wave suddenly burst out from Jiang Xia's body, and the flute sword that was aimed at his neck was instantly blown away.

The white magician clenched his hands vigorously, as if he was blown away together with himself, but he retreated slowly, with no injuries on his body and his expression remained calm.

This is just a way to test and create distance. He is a magician, not a warrior. Blind close combat without using magic is not advisable.

The white magician slowly swung his flute sword, clearing away the blood mist that accompanied the blood-red shock wave. The thick blood-like mist kept sticking to his sword, just like swinging a sword in water, causing abnormal obstruction.

It was also accompanied by a strong smell of blood and strange energy. The blood mist was more like a completely different kind of magic from what he had now. At least he had never seen such a strange way of casting it.

A thick blood-red fog was constantly covering the place. Every time the white magician used his flute sword to cut a hole, the crack would heal itself in an instant.

Moreover, when the blood mist was cut open, one could hear a sound similar to that of a bat, just like the vampire in mythology.

"Could it be that the phantom in his body is something like a vampire bat? Let's give it a try."

The white magician took out the magic ring from the back of his belt and put it on the red palm-shaped belt around his waist.

Explosion

Bright yellow flames rose into the air along with the khaki magic circle, and the unstable explosions gathered together and slammed towards the figure in the blood mist.

The magic ring effect of the explosion ring is that it can freely control the explosion within a certain range. Now he can gather all the explosions together, which should be able to reveal the identity of the unknown enemy.

In this red mist, Jiang Xia felt the power of the magic and raised his eyebrows. The magic power in this world was not much different from that in the vampire world, but the way of casting was different.

And the magic in the vampire world doesn't look like that of a good person.

The blood mist in front of Jiang Xia suddenly condensed into shape, blocking him. Bright flames swept through the blood mist with the impact of an explosion.

Finally, when it broke through and reached Jiang Xia, only an imperceptible breeze was left.

The defense is good, but it's not very useful. If he has time to perform magic, he can hack the enemy to death himself.

Jiang Xia shook his head. He was not very satisfied.

No wonder only a few people in the vampire world can use offensive magic, because the magic learned after birth is not as powerful as the power brought by one's own blood.

At the moment when a hole was blown in the blood mist and a crack appeared in the center of the mist, the white magician waved his flute sword, stomped on the ground, and rushed directly in front of Jiang Xia along the crack, slashing across with the sword.

The light of the khaki magic circle was still flashing on the flute sword. The magician's fighting style was not because he didn't want to use magic to fight, but because he didn't have enough magic power.

The purpose of close combat is to weaken the enemy, and then use the ultimate move to decide the outcome. This is the orthodox way of fighting.

Feeling the sharp sound of wind coming from the front, Jiang Xia took out a yellow dial from his arms, turned the knob on it, and pressed it lightly.

"kiva!"

The surrounding blood mist instantly condensed into a huge black bat pattern, and hit the white magician with a blood-red electric current. This powerful electric arc exploded directly on the white magician's body.

"Bang bang bang!"

Sparks flew from the white magician's body and he was instantly flung away, with his legs pressed firmly into the ground. After rapidly retreating more than ten meters, his body finally hit the wall behind him.

Suddenly, dust flew everywhere and the ground was in a complete mess.

“这也是魔魔吗？”

The white magician cleared away the smoke and looked at Jiang Xia, who had been fighting in a human form from beginning to end. At this moment, he also saw something that looked like a clock in Jiang Xia's hand.

"Of course not. This thing should be considered a special item." Jiang Xia noticed that the white magician was staring at his watch face, so he showed it to him. "The next part should be considered magic."

He pressed it again, and the next moment, a dark red mechanical bat suddenly emerged from the dial in Jiang Xia's hand. Its dark red wings spread and flapped a few times.

"Jiang Xia, have you encountered any enemies?" Tooth Bat II looked like he was still sleepy and wiped his eyes with his wings.

"I just met a hateful magician." Jiang Xia said.

The white magician stared at the dark red bat. It looked like a familiar created by magic, but ordinary familiars couldn't speak. Was even a familiar so special?

What kind of magic is this guy using? It's a bit like ancient magic, but ancient magic has been passed down in modern times. Who is he?

As for the abominable thing, it was obvious that this guy came here without permission, so who is the bad guy?

"I haven't transformed for a long time. Please lend me your power once." Jiang Xia smiled at the Tooth Bat II in front of him.

"Of course, you are the king!" Tooth Bat II bit Jiang Xia's exposed wrist.

"I bite!"

Complex, colorful vampire patterns spread from his arms to Jiang Xia's face, while a pitch-black chain around his waist wrapped around his body.

The dark red light instantly enveloped Jiang Xia's body, and the bright surroundings dimmed in a few tenths of a second.

A dark fog was covering the place, and above the sky, a blood moon appeared even though it was daytime.

The surging power of the Demon King began to affect the celestial phenomena when it descended into this world for the first time. The blood moon is the symbol of the Fang Blood Vampire King.

Nearly perfect crimson armor covered Jiang Xia's body, the dark cloak slowly fell, and the emerald green eyes slowly lit up.

There is no need for excessive movements, just standing here can make those weak lives feel the chilling fear.

The pitch-black cloak fluttered in the wind like a battle flag, and right above him, the seal representing royal power was hung high.

The genocidal Vampire King enters the world of magic for the first time.

Chapter 409: Binding and Restraint

The white magician stared at Jiang Xia, who was emitting a powerful oppressive force. He slowly raised the flute sword in his hand while his right hand hung by his side. The man who said he wanted to take his name was not just bragging, but really had the ability to do it.

A magician would not have such a strong sense of oppression.

"What's wrong? Why don't you attack? I'm just standing here." Jiang Xia waved his hand, "Let me see what your magic is like."

As soon as Jiang Xia finished speaking, a magic circle quickly condensed in front of the white magician, and several chains made of steel rushed towards him.

At the same time, magic circles were activated on both sides of Jiang Xia. The white magician used magic very quickly. With just a magic ring, he cast multiple magic spells instantly.

The iron chains that broke through the strong wind cut through the air with great force. These were iron chains made of magic, which could greatly suppress the magic power that was bound. These iron chains were like living things, dancing in the air, trying to completely bind Jiang Xia's limbs.

Jiang Xia looked at the chain coming at him without dodging, allowing it to wrap around his wrists and ankles, trying to pull him down.

Looking at the chains on his wrists, Jiang Xia simply grabbed all the chains with his backhand and pulled gently.

I saw the bent iron chains suddenly straightened in mid-air, and the ends of the chains made crisp breaking sounds at the same time.

At this moment, the white magician quickly placed the magic ring on his belt and continuously injected all the magic power in his body into it to stabilize the magic.

The chains were strong enough to restrain the magicians who served as human pillars, and the explosive force was so strong that even the runaway Phantoms could not break free.

But Jiang Xia just pulled lightly, and the chains that were difficult to break free from no matter how hard he tried and the binding magic circle connected to his hands were all destroyed by this brute force.

The white magician who was watching the stabilizing magic circle noticed that a red arc suddenly flashed on Jiang Xia's body.

He cautiously canceled the magic, but the magic ring on his right hand instantly shattered into pieces, and at the same time, a burnt smell emanated from the palm of his hand under his robe.

Jiang Xia waved the black cloak behind him and shook it lightly. The chains that were originally wrapped around his body and pierced by the power of the Demon Emperor emitted a faint red light and shattered.

Then, a pitch-black bat pattern instantly appeared under Jiang Xia's body, and in just a few tenths of a second it moved behind the white magician.

The sealing barrier filled with the power of the Demon King made the white magician unable to move.

The white magician's arms were forced to open, and he looked like a wizard who was burned to death in the Middle Ages in his white robe.

The red electric arc that looked like a red snake directly filled the white magician's body.

Burning white smoke and sparks continued to emerge from the white magician's body along with the crackling sound of electricity.

The pain of having the Demon King's power piercing through his body made him scream in unbearable pain.

A few seconds ago, it was Jiang Xia who was bound by the magic chains, and now it was his turn to be hung up by the sealing barrier.

This was not a battle, but a one-sided torture.

The air was also filled with the smell of bodies burned by electric arcs and a faint smell of blood.

The originally clean appearance of the white magician who was hanging in the air was also undergoing strange changes at this moment. A sharp horn rose from his forehead, his bones began to mutate, and his originally yellow-brown gem face was now covered by a white mask that looked like a human face.

Under the stimulation of the sealing barrier, the whole person turned into a white monster with a single horn on his head and a curved sharp blade on his left shoulder.

It's like a vampire turning into a human, but under the stimulation of powerful force, its original monster nature will be revealed.

"This is the White Phantom in the Name of the Sage. It doesn't look that good. I still prefer the magician's look."

Looking at the white magician who revealed his true form, Jiang Xia shook his head. The raw material of this man-made phantom is magic gems.

If this technology is spread, everyone can be a magician.

The definition of a magician here is very vague. As long as you have a belt and a ring, whether you are a phantom or a human who has survived despair, you can become a magician, and the transformed form is only formed according to the appearance changes of the magic ring.