Witch Monastery

But the more he had defeated him and the more he knew his strength, the more shocked Hawthorne was at this moment!

This guy is the Devil Duke of the Eighth Layer of Hell, the Lord of Carnia, the most powerful magician in the Nine Hells, and a powerful being whose overall strength may be second only to Asmodeus, the Lord of the Nine Hells!

At the same time, this guy is also the object of Asmodeus's greatest vigilance, and the biggest rival of the Lord of the Nine Hells. He carries the lightest soul index, not because he is weak, but because he is strong enough to fight for privileges for himself!

Although his real body was being watched by countless true gods and it was impossible for him to come to the material world easily, but even if it was just an incarnation, it was definitely not something he could handle!

When he saw it was him, Hawthorne cursed inwardly.

I wipe!

As a great devil duke, he finally avoided the sight of the gods and released his incarnation into the material world. But instead of deceiving the emperor of a great country, corrupting the powerful ancient dragon, or seducing Leila Silverhand who had lost her mother, he hid in the basement of an ordinary noble's house, just to embarrass me, a weak spellcaster who was just level ten?

What is he planning?

"Shilin, hold him!" He exclaimed. In front of him, the incarnation of Mephistopheles stretched out a finger. Without reciting any spells, an ice-blue light shot out from his fingertips.

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At this moment, Celine's body turned into a stream of light, blocking the path between the light and Hawthorne, blocking the attack for him!

click-

In an instant, her entire body turned into a huge ice sculpture, unable to move anymore!

But taking advantage of this second, Hawthorne had already taken out the Black Staff's token from his dimensional bag and said to the other side: "Hello? Ms. Black Staff, I have tracked down Mephistopheles."

"But, he also found me."

……

Before, in the living room on the first floor of the Casalante Villa, which was covered with gorgeous carpets.

hum-

With a vortex in the space, the plump body of Madam Casalant suddenly appeared. She sat on the ground with a dull expression, obviously not fully recovered from the shock and fear just now.

But soon, she suddenly came back to her senses, gasping for breath, with a layer of hot sweat on her forehead, which ruined her heavy makeup.

She stretched out her thick fleshy hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, which also wiped off a thick layer of foundation. Thinking back to the scene just now, she couldn't help but feel very angry.

Nigel Hawthorne!

You actually wanted to kill me, you actually tried to kill a noble aristocrat!

You have to pay the price, you have to pay the price in blood!

Madam Casalant cursed in her heart, and at this moment, a nervous and uneasy female voice came from the top of the stairs: "Hello, Madam Casalant, may I ask, what happened here? Which room is Father Hawthorne in?"

Madam Casalante raised her head and looked upwards. She saw Cuibis standing behind the fence on the second floor. She was still wearing the slim black suit, with the timidity common on little girls' faces. "Where is he now? We have things to deal with tomorrow, so we have to go back tonight."

Madam Casalant stood up quickly, brushed off the dust on her body, and snorted coldly: "Him? I'm afraid he is living happily now! Don't look for him, just stay where you should be!"

Cuibisi's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief: "Ah? The priest... No, it's impossible, the priest is not that kind of person."

"Please, please tell him where he is. I have to take him back."

Madam Casalante narrowed her eyes and revealed a sarcastic expression: "Oh, he is not such a person? All men are the same! Why, you have to see the dirty and ugly side of your priest before you give up, you naive and stupid little girl!"

Cuibisi was so anxious that she seemed to cry: "Don't insult the priest like this!"

She stamped her feet anxiously, as if she was really just a young girl who had just begun to fall in love. Madam Casalante laughed loudly, looking at her young and beautiful face, a strong sense of jealousy suddenly surged up, and then she raised her hand: "Seeing that you are so young and beautiful, your priest must have favored you, right?"

"Okay, now, let's do an experiment. I will use magic to destroy your appearance and turn you into a woman uglier than a pig's head. Let's see if your priest will continue to favor you!"

Cuibisi took a step back in horror: "No - you can't do this, no -"

The more she acted like this, the more proud Madam Casalant became. She began to chant a mysterious spell: "ice... uh... uh..."

Suddenly, she felt her body become extremely stiff, unable to make any proper gestures. Her throat seemed to be blocked by something, unable to utter any spells: "Uh-uh-uh!"

At this time, on the second floor, the horrified expression on Cuibisi's face faded away, and her thin lips curled up slightly, revealing a sneer full of sarcasm: "Hehe, how about it, how do you feel now?"

Chapter 516: Vajera Arrives

On the first floor, Madam Casalant's fat body swayed, and finally she couldn't control herself and fell to the ground with a thud. Her face turned red, and she coughed up a large mouthful of thick phlegm with great effort.

Her airway was finally cleared, and she barely regained the ability to speak. She looked up at Cuibisi, who was sneering on the second floor, and her voice was full of fear: "You bitch, what did you do to me?!"

Cuibisi spread her hands: "Of course it's what you were planning to do to us before. How about it, my poison is more powerful than yours, right?"

Having said this, she finally couldn't help it, she covered her stomach and started laughing: "Hahahaha, idiot, why do you think I talked to you for so long just now? Do you think I didn't know what you wanted to do?"

"I was just waiting for the poison in your body to take effect. Hahahaha, I didn't expect you to be fooled so easily. I really don't know what's going on in your head!"

She laughed loudly, and now she did have the capital to do so. When she saw Madam Casalant, she had quietly spread a colorless and odorless gaseous neurotoxin, filling the entire living room for her to inhale.

At present, the effect is even better than Cuibisi imagined. Mistress Casalant, who is breathing heavily and having an accelerated heartbeat due to fear, almost absorbs all the toxins in the living room. Then, through the accelerated blood circulation, she quickly makes them take effect and paralyzes her whole body!

A sudden fear surged in Madam Casalant's heart, and she shouted loudly: "Guards! Where are the guards, guards!"

Tribis mocks

He looked down at her without a trace of pity: "Save your energy and stop yelling. What? Do you think I'm a fool and can't remember to poison your subordinates before poisoning you?"

"Then you underestimate me. No one will come to help you. Just accept your fate!"

Madam Casalant narrowed her eyes, looking extremely vicious. She felt desperate when she realized that she couldn't turn the tables on herself tonight.

In her anger, she couldn't help but utter a vicious curse: "You bitch, and your bitch priest, sooner or later, you will pay the price with blood!"

Cuibisi crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked down at her, her eyes full of disdain: "You lowly and despicable wretch, do you think you can challenge the great Father Hawthorne with your pitiful spellcasting ability that you begged for on your knees?"

This sentence immediately angered the fat woman on the ground: "Who are you calling a poor creature?!"

"I'm talking to you!" Cuibisi looked at him coldly, "Foolish woman, there are so many choices in this world that can allow you to get what you dream of, but you chose the most dangerous and stupid way to cooperate with the devil!"

Hawthorne had naturally told the witches about the cooperation between the Casarant family and Regolas. So at this moment, she mocked them with every word, without mercy: "Look at you, you have done so many bad things from beginning to end, offended so many people, and sacrificed your soul, but what did you get in return?"

"Ha, this is truly the number one clown in the entire Liber Port! You don't even need to paint a red nose, just standing there will make you funnier than the most brilliant clown!"

"If your story were told to others without any embellishment, it would become the most hilarious comedy in the world, Madam Casalante!"

She didn't use a single dirty word, but she taunted him with extreme venom. Every word that entered Madam Casalante's ears was like dry firewood, which immediately turned her anger into a terrible blazing fire!

"You, damn it! You..."

She roared, but then the poison in her body took effect. Her whole body was like a dead insect, unable to move, even her tongue was as hard as a stick, and naturally she couldn't say a word. She could only stare with her eyes wide open, looking upwards in a ridiculous way!

Cuibisi let out a long breath. After such an angry roar, she now felt that her thoughts were clear and every part of her body was relaxed.

The only thing that made her feel a little regretful was that Madam Casalant was a noble after all. According to the unspoken rule of the upper classes in Port Liberl that they would fight but not break, in order to avoid letting Hawthorne get involved in a lot of trouble, she really couldn't kill this fat woman now.

She could only tie her up, collect evidence of her crime, and hand it over to the court, and then Leila Silverhand would lead many nobles of Port Liberl to try her, and finally sentence her to death.

This was a necessary procedure, but there was no other way. After all, if he didn't leave, no one would be sure whether Hawthorne had killed Madam Casalant first and then framed her. This would cause panic among the nobles and put Hawthorne in a passive position in future activities.

So, even though Cuibis was a little unhappy, she couldn't really kill this woman for the time being.

Her body then floated gently up, over the railing, and landed beside Madam Casalante, who was ready to tie her up and wait for the court's decision.

However, at this moment, Cuibisi suddenly looked dazed. She seemed to have left the timeline of this world and was floating outside of it. She could vaguely sense many things, but could not touch or change anything.

When she came back to her senses, she felt the ground suddenly rumble and tremble. Then, a huge ice wall rose from the ground, like a glacier, and instantly split the entire Casalante Villa in half!

Cuibisi's face changed drastically. She reached out and grabbed Casalant's collar, turned around and flew away.

……

When Hawthorne uttered the name "Mephistopheles", time stood still.

At the very least, he himself could no longer feel the flow of time. As a non-legendary, ordinary spellcaster who had never received the grace of the Time Dragon, he really could not do anything in this situation, and could not even sense anything.

When the time standstill was lifted and he came back to his senses, he saw a huge ice wall rising from the ground. In the blink of an eye, it split the entire basement into two halves, and also split the entire Casalante villa into two halves!

"I rely on!"

He couldn't help but curse, then he quickly threw himself to the side and rolled over, barely avoiding the rumbling ice wall. Pieces of rubble fell from the destroyed walls and ceiling and hit him, forcing him to recite the shield spell again to avoid being so embarrassed.

"Pooh!"

He spat, pushed away the stone that had fallen on him, and looked up as high as he could. The roof of the Casarant family villa had been split by the ice wall, and he could already see the night sky outside, with its bright stars and a bright moon.

At the same time, he also saw that Vajera Safar, who was wearing a black robe of the great wizard and holding a black staff, was lifted up by magic power and suspended in the air.

Her body was emitting a light golden glow, with boundless magic power.

Under the cold moonlight, she was like a god, confronting the incarnation of the devil in front of her.

He recognized the golden light on her body. It was the light of the nine-ring magic "Invincibility". With the protection of this magic, she would be immune to all harm in the world. Even the devil could do nothing to her!

When he saw Vajera's figure, Hawthorne breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, the legendary wizard has arrived!

He thought so in his heart, and considering Vajera's true strength, he felt extremely relieved for a moment.

Just like the experience in the game, with the token of Lady Blackstaff, from now on, Port Liberl will be the player’s absolute home ground!

Because as long as she is within the city, or even outside the city, as long as it is no more than a hundred kilometers away, she can join your team as a support NPC and use her powerful spells to eliminate all invading enemies!

Precisely because this item is too powerful and can give players the combat power of a demigod for free within the Port of Liberl, it is almost impossible for players to get it before reaching Legend.

But the reality is not a game. There are no thresholds deliberately set up for the sake of balance, which led to Hawthorne getting powerful props that could completely clear the Port of Libel at such a weak stage!

And this is also his greatest confidence to attend the banquet tonight!

Chapter 517: The Battle of the Legendary Spellcasters

At this moment, in the sky, the two legendary spellcasters locked their eyes on each other. Sensing the threat from each other, they could not spare a single bit of energy for Hawthorne on the ground.

Looking at the tiefling in front of him, Mephistopheles recognized her true bloodline and suddenly realized it. He then smiled and said, "Your bloodline is there, why do you have to exert your strength for humans?"

"You are a true genius who does not rely on charity from others, and your talent should not be buried in this city." He said this, and then extended his hand forward, "Join me, I will take you to explore the true secrets of magic!"

His words were sincere and tainted with some magical elements that affected people's minds. Even if they were legendary warriors, if they had the slightest flaw in their minds, he would take advantage of them and they would involuntarily become his slaves and puppets.

But unfortunately, the woman in front of him was Vajra. So the only response he got was the great magician's angry rebuke: "Bah, wishful thinking! Devil, this is the material world, there is no place for you to run wild!"

As she spoke, she raised the pitch-black artifact staff in her hand, and a scarlet light shone from its tip, accompanied by her loud spell: "Blade of Disaster!"

A huge space crack nearly ten meters long suddenly appeared in the air, and then, the space crack was like a sword, piercing straight into Mephistopheles' body!

On the ground, Hawthorne immediately recognized the spell: the nine-ring spell, the Blade of Disaster!

This is the strongest single-target continuous output spell of the mages. The sword-like space crack has the power to decompose all matter. Even if it is the incarnation of the devil, it will be severely injured if it is hit head-on!

Mephistopheles naturally did not dare to neglect the magic that tore through space. He flapped his huge wings behind him, and his body began to speed up and dodge. However, the blade of disaster seemed to have foreseen the future, and suddenly turned around and stabbed straight into his path!

On the ground, Hawthorne's eyes were slightly blurred. Although he couldn't understand the magic, based on his experience in the game, he had already guessed the tricks.

Vajra should have blessed herself with another nine-ring status spell "Early Warning" in advance. Thanks to this most powerful prophecy spell, she can see some fragments of the future, so that she can seize the initiative in any action!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: Time Stands Still, Invincibility, Early Warning, Blade of Disaster, the fight had just begun and four nine-ring spells had already been thrown out.

The duel between the top legendary masters was really a waste. After all, if all four Nine Rings were replaced with meteor explosions, the entire Libel Port would have been blown up to the point where there would not be much good space left!

Since Hawthorne could see the buffs on Vajera, there was no reason why Mephistopheles, the most proficient devil duke in magic, couldn't see it. Knowing that he couldn't fight against a fully armed enemy, he continued to fly, summoning a shield to block the attack of the Blade of Disaster, while raising his hand and saying, "Dispel Magic!"

In less than a second, he had completed his spell: dispel magic, the nemesis of almost all magical effects!

"Counterspell!" Vajra immediately chanted the spell, trying to counter the magic with "Counterspell". However, Mephistopheles, who had just cast a spell, immediately completed the same spell counter: "Counterspell!"

His magic power seemed to be free, and he used his instant spell specialty almost non-stop. After the two spells canceled each other out, the effect of dispelling magic fell firmly on Vajera!

Invisible magical fluctuations swept through her body, and the next moment, the effects of her invincibility and early warning spells all disappeared!

This scene made Hawthorne feel heavy in his heart.

The incarnations of the devil dukes in the material world are basically equivalent to copying themselves.

Compared to their original bodies, they only have two shortcomings: the first is that they are more fragile, and the second is that they cannot carry the powerful magic items they carry.

To put it in the game terms, it means not wearing any equipment and your health is halved.

Naturally, this means that the combat power of the incarnation must have dropped significantly compared to the original body. But the problem is that Mephistopheles is the most powerful magician in the Nine Hells, and his spellcasting ability accounts for 90% of his strength. As long as these abilities are still there, he can do almost anything with magic!

Could it be that Leila Silver has to take the lead in solving tonight's problem?

Hawthorne didn't know, but in the sky, the battle had just begun.

Seeing that all the spells on Vajra were wiped out, Mephistopheles smiled cruelly. The next moment, he raised his hand again and chanted a new spell: "Imprisonment!"

The confinement spell is also a nine-ring spell. No matter how powerful a person is, once imprisoned in it, he will lose all his abilities and be at the mercy of others in a small glass ball.

This time, Vajera did not raise her hand, nor did she make any sound. The huge magic power gathered by Mephistopheles dissipated silently, as if this spell had never appeared!

Below, Hawthorne immediately recognized what kind of ability this was.