Witch Monastery

The metamagic feat, subtle spells, allows you to complete spells without any gestures or incantations: your enemy will not know what spell you are casting, nor when you started or finished it, making it almost impossible to counter it!

After successfully countering Mephistopheles's imprisonment spell, Vajra then chanted a spell: "Illusory Dragon!"

"Roar--!"

Endless cold air intertwined behind her, and three seconds later, a huge silver dragon appeared behind Vajera. Its body and tail were more than 40 meters long, and its silver scales reflected the bright moonlight. Its yellow vertical pupils were wide open, staring at the devil in front of it, and then its mouth opened and spit out a terrifying cold air!

Huo Sang suddenly felt a chill, and a huge fear came over him, making him want to turn around and run away. Fortunately, the dragon's pressure was not directed at him, and the magic will took effect quickly, allowing him to quickly recover from his fear.

At the same time, he also recognized the spell: the eighth-ring spell, Phantom Dragon!

The effect is to use the power of shadows to construct the image of a huge real dragon, to scare the enemy on the battlefield, while simulating dragon breath to cause huge damage!

With two sides attacking at the same time, the pressure on Mephistopheles naturally increased sharply!

"Absorb Elements!"

The Devil Duke, who was flying fast and avoiding the blade of disaster, was busy "absorbing elements" and completely absorbed the ice crystals spit out by the phantom dragon. Then, he immediately completed several other spells: "Fire Storm!"

"Finger of Death!"

This guy kept using his super magic specialty of "Instant Spell" and firing spells like a machine gun!

Moreover, the two new spells he used were also seven-ring spells. The first one was a firestorm. As he completed the spell and gestures, raging flames appeared in the air. Soon, a giant fire tornado more than ten meters high was formed, which spun wildly in the villa and ignited all combustible materials.

The next finger of death was directed at Vajera, determined to take her life immediately!

The black and red necromancy ray streaked across the sky, but Vajera did not cast a spell to counter it. Her dark wizard robe lit up with a magical glow, and the finger of death disappeared without a trace.

She was now trying to do three things at once, controlling the Calamity Blade to hunt down Mephistopheles, controlling the Phantom Dragon to continuously spit out dragon breath, and at the same time, she had to be careful and ready to counter any truly deadly high-level spells in the opponent's hands at any time.

Therefore, she relied on her own magic weapons to resist these lower-level damage spells.

However, even if she could do three things at once, she still didn't seem to have reached her limit, and had to do a fourth thing: "Sunbeam!"

Sixth-ring spell, Sun Ray!

A thick beam of light shot directly at the Devil Duke. At the critical moment, a transparent, reflective ice crystal protected his body and reflected a dazzling light towards Vajera!

But at the same time, the silver dragon exhaled dragon breath again, and the huge blade of disaster stabbed straight into his chest!

Chapter 518: Banishing the Devil Duke

Two powerful spellcasters were fighting fiercely in the sky, while ordinary people on the ground were in a miserable state.

The once magnificent Casalante Villa had now completely collapsed. The gorgeous glazed lamp pool shattered into glass shards all over the ground. The raging fire storm ignited the thick cashmere carpet, and thick smoke continued to rage all around.

In the raging fire, the huge ice wall created by Mephistopheles had also melted, but unfortunately the melted ice water was quickly evaporated by the flames storm and had no effect on extinguishing the fire.

The Casarant family's guards, cooks, maids and performing girls came out wearing only pajamas and slippers, crying and screaming as they ran around in the rubble. Even Hawthorne was in a very embarrassing state at this moment!

"Ahem——

Ahem! Gust of Wind!

The billowing smoke made him cough. This was not the smoke created by the small-scale fire he had deliberately set at the Casalante Theater, but a real raging fire.

He then chanted a spell and used the wind-making technique, but it could only barely disperse the thick smoke around him and he had no time to care about things further away.

In the firelight, Hawthorne sighed in his heart as he watched those ordinary people wearing only pajamas and slippers running around in fear, crying, and even falling down and getting burned. He wanted to save them, but at the moment, he couldn't go.

He has a more important mission. He must eliminate Mephistopheles first, otherwise no one in this city will have peace!

The first step is to rescue Shilin!

The gorgeous carpet that once covered the entire villa was now a sea of ​​fire. Hawthorne had to walk in such a raging fire, so he had to use "Absorb Elements" again to protect himself, and then struggled forward among the rubble and broken glass to find Celine.

Fortunately, the distance between them at the beginning was not too far. Even after so much chaos, the ice crystal where she was was blown away by the ice wall of this stage, and it was not difficult to find.

Ninja smoke, Hawthorne soon found the great witch trapped in ice among a pile of rubble. She still maintained her previous anxious expression, as if time had frozen at that moment.

The temperature of this ice block was extremely cold, and even Hawthorne couldn't touch it. He gritted his teeth secretly, summoned Monbot's double-headed sword again, and used the five-ring elemental weapon to ignite a blazing flame on the sword edge, and then slashed at the ice crystal with the sword -

Click!

Fortunately, these were only ice crystals temporarily condensed by Mephistopheles, not the high-density black ice that had been frozen under the glacier for millions of years. With the sharpness of the double-headed sword, Hawthorne easily chiseled off a large piece of ice slag. The high temperature brought by the elemental weapon also made it melt rapidly. In a short while, Shilin's complete body was revealed.

But she seemed to have not regained consciousness yet. It was not until Hawthorne stepped forward, took out his magic book, and cast a healing spell on her that the witch gradually regained consciousness.

"Um……"

The first moment she regained consciousness, she was still worried about Hawthorne's safety: "Master, are you okay?"

Touched, Hawthorne reached out and used the Dry Water Technique to dry her clothes. Then he hugged the girl and said, "I'm fine, dear. Thank you for your hard work."

Xilin also hugged his body, feeling extremely warm in her heart. But now was not the time to be gentle, the fire around them was still blazing, the thick smoke was still spreading, and the remaining buildings were about to collapse.

The two legendary spellcasters fighting in the sky were so focused on each other that they had no energy to protect the buildings below. The aftermath of their battle could be fatal to non-legendary spellcasters!

Realizing the urgency of the situation, Celine supported her tired body and hurriedly stood up: "Master, it's not safe here, we have to leave quickly!"

Hawthorne gradually came back to his senses and stood up. However, he turned his head to look at the anxious battle situation in the sky and suddenly said, "No, Celine, we can't leave!"

Xilin paused when she heard what he was thinking. She was shocked and said, "Wait, Master, are you thinking..."

Huo Sang swallowed his saliva, his heart beating wildly. At his level, participating in this level of battle is indeed tantamount to committing suicide, but...

Thinking about this real fantasy world that doesn't follow the routine at all, with endless world-destroying crises, the Lords of the Abyss and the Dukes of Demons popping up one after another, and that he is currently stuck at level 10 with no way to advance any further...

Can I really survive this?

Moreover, I was facing the devil this time. With the devils’ character of preferring death to suffering loss and never giving up, they must have hated me...

It is a life of fear, anxiety, and frustration with no end in sight...

Or, here, try your best?

Hawthorne is actually a person who likes to develop slowly, but now that his way to upgrade is temporarily blocked, he can be ruthless and gamble on his own strength!

Go and fight for a new opportunity!

"Shilin, take me up with you later!" he said, "We should have one chance, just one blow, as long as we can cut Mephistopheles..."

"We can send him back!"

Shilin hesitated to speak, thinking that you don't have to worry about Vajra's defeat. Even if she really lost, Leila Silverhand would take action, and when the two of them joined forces, it would be easy to deal with Mephistopheles.

But seeing Hawthorne's determined and even slightly fanatical expression, Celine suddenly understood his thoughts. She swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth and nodded solemnly: "Understood, Master, I will assist you in completing this matter!"

As she said that, she walked behind Huo Sang, hugged his body from behind, looked up into the sky, stared at the flying devil, and said, "Master, get ready, we only have one chance!"

Ordinary people perceive everything around them through the light that enters their sight, but Celine herself is one with the light. She can clearly and accurately perceive the position of Mephistopheles, but he is always moving at high speed.

It's not moving, so it's not convenient to go up and cut it.

She was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity where Mephistopheles would freeze and be forced to slow down!

"Ok, I know!"

Being hugged by her from behind, Hawthorne took a deep breath and then silently chanted a spell: "Banishing Smite!"

Exile!

Since getting this spell, Hawthorne has never had a chance to use it. After all, this spell has high cost and low damage, and its special effects are also limited. Moreover, even when facing alien creatures, directly hacking them to death is often a better choice than exiling them.

And now, the opportunity has finally come!

Faced with an opponent from another world who is too powerful for him to defeat, sending him back to his hometown becomes his best option at the moment!

The power of magic was added to Huo Sang's sword again and again. At this moment, his mana was almost at the bottom. But as long as the next sword hit, everything could be saved!

"Dimension Door..."

Celine also recited the spell silently, but she did not cast the spell immediately. Instead, she prepared herself and waited for the best time.

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait too long. In the sky, the battle situation changed again. The phantom silver dragon behind Vajera spewed out a large amount of icy dragon breath, and at the same time, she fired the Sun Ray again, blocking almost all of Mephistopheles's dodging positions.

At this moment, he had nowhere to escape and had to stop temporarily. Facing the coming disaster blade, he chose to activate the shield technique to resist.

And the second when he stood still was the opportunity that Hawthorne and the others had been waiting for!

As Celine finished the spell, both of their bodies turned into a beam of white light at the same time and instantly came behind Mephistopheles.

At the same time, Hawthorne swung the double-headed sword in his hand and chopped it straight down at his head: "Purification!"

clang--

His double-headed sword slashed at the thick force field shield on his body, and the sharp edge of the artifact cut it open and hit the armor on his body. Although the power of his sword was almost gone this time, the spell "Exile Slash" was never intended to cause high damage!

It will banish the enemy as long as you touch it!

Chapter 519 Aftermath

boom--!

The overwhelming magic power was like a huge siege cone, hitting Mephistopheles' chest directly. The whole world was rejecting his existence and wanted to exile him back to his homeland!

Normally, the power of exile of this level could be easily resisted by the Devil's Grand Duke.

However, when the milky white purifying light penetrated into his body and touched his soul, this guy suddenly felt a shudder in his soul!

He simply couldn't concentrate even a little bit to fight against the magical effects of banishment. He had to try his best to ensure the safety of his soul!

"Ugh—asshole!"

Feeling the crisis of his soul, at this moment, even the usually civilized and elegant Mephistopheles could not help but utter an angry curse.

He realized that this was the power that had wiped out Regolas' soul, and it was so powerful that not even he could resist it!

He must be driven away!

The Devil Duke then slapped Hawthorne on the chest with his backhand, uttered a note, and then a huge ice crystal exploded, bouncing him and Celine away!

Not only that, the cold air continued to wrap around Hawthorne's body, like an ice coffin, sealing him completely!

By doing so, he immediately interrupted the purifying force's continued erosion of his soul; but by doing so, he also missed the best opportunity to resist the "Exile Slash"!

The overwhelming magic power formed a huge vortex behind him, almost sucking his body in. Mephistopheles was unable to move for a moment, and it would take him at least a second to fly out of the vortex!

However, in a duel between top legendary spellcasters, who would give the opponent a full second to rest?

On the opposite side, Vajera's pupils suddenly contracted.

opportunity!

Without even having time to look at Hawthorne, she gestured -

whoosh-

The blade of disaster broke through the air, and this time, Mephistopheles finally had no strength left to defend against it!

laugh--!

The terrifying space crack instantly penetrated the chest of the devil. The devil's eyes suddenly widened, but more terrible damage was still to come: "Sunburst!"

Yangyan explodes!

This spell, Vajera also knows it. Not only that, with the wizard's artifact Black Staff as the medium, combined with her own powerful spellcasting ability, the power she casts is stronger than any previous one!

The blinding light was like the sun at noon, and in an instant it almost illuminated the entire city. Shooting out from the top of the black staff, the round sun hit Mephistopheles' body directly, and then caused a violent explosion!

boom--!

The terrifying light instantly engulfed the body of the Devil. Mephistopheles was already being repelled by the power of the entire world, and now he was suddenly hit by fatal blows one after another. He could no longer bear it, and his body was sucked into the vortex. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared completely, leaving nothing behind.

At this point, the battle was declared over.

"call……"

Seeing the enemy in front of her being destroyed, Vajiela let out a long breath and

Her tense nerves relaxed a little. Until this moment, she finally had time to relax and turned her head to look at the young man who was not afraid of death and dared to rush forward and stab him with a sword even when facing the incarnation of Mephistopheles.

Nigel Hawthorne.

He was now sealed in a piece of ice crystal and had been thrown back into the ground, injured. His eyes were wide open and he looked quite funny.

However, after taking a look, Vajera immediately confirmed that his life was not in any danger.

The ice crystals used by Mephistopheles are undoubtedly very deadly to those who can be frozen to death by them; however, for those who are unlikely to be frozen to death directly, this thing is not only not very dangerous, but even has some benefits.

For example, its low temperature can make the life sealed in it completely stop all life activities while still alive: no thoughts or worries, no metabolism, no growth or aging...

In short, time almost stood still for them until someone rescued them from the ice crystals in the distant future.

And now, Hawthorne is actually in such a state. As long as he does not break it, he will maintain this posture even after a thousand years, without the slightest change.

Next to him, the beautiful girl in a milky white nun's robe was using her weak light spell, trying hard to melt it, but it was obvious that there was little success.