Mystic Dominator

Confused, puzzled, doubtful...

Even a certain degree of fear.

In the heart of this man named Malcolm, complex thoughts are breeding an emotion called fear.

In the mysterious side of the world he knew, the big schools had outstanding talents, long history, and countless professional scholars who went on and on to conduct research.

In this case, the major schools develop and utilize their own spells most thoroughly and comprehensively, which basically conforms to the basic positioning of the large schools.

And a small school like Malcolm's...

The scene is often not so comfortable.

At best, a small school might be able to master three or five spells.

Then use this ability to maintain their own interests, so that they have a certain level of strength in a specific field, and the days are decent.

And if you're unlucky...

From what Malcolm knows, there are not no schools of microminiatures with a single spell.

Consider the current state of the world.

Schools in this situation, rather than sticking to the original scriptures and devote their efforts to research, might as well dedicate them to those high-ranking figures in exchange for status and opportunities for subsequent promotions.

If this is done.

In the case of presenting an original scripture, the other party will at least give quite a generous return.

And if you don't choose this path...

Unless there is a genius with a talent that is beyond common sense, he successfully cracks the spells of his own original script at an exaggerated speed and then uses it.

Otherwise in the foreseeable future.

There is no way out of this small school.

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so......

This man named Ronald is such a genius?

From his deepest emotions, Malcolm is reluctant to believe.

Even an unparalleled genius can crack a spell of this level within two months of contacting an original tome, which is too outrageous.

But the truth...seems to be the case!

A complicated line of sight swept across the black mist around his body.

Because it is a spell born from the original canon of his own school, Malcolm is sure that it contains a very exaggerated power.

From any point of view, this is in line with the level of magic that a master of the scriptures should have, and the magic power contained in it is as exaggerated as the power directly guided in the scriptures.

What if this wasn't a life-and-death fight...

For a moment, Malcolm's mind even had an idea that should not have appeared.

After all, it was the school he lived and maintained for the first twenty years of his life.

If I can establish a good relationship with Ronald, will I have the opportunity to develop the power they should have without resorting to the power of others?

It's a pity that the two sides are already in opposing positions.

Let go of this faint fluke.

Shaking his head vigorously, the expression on Malcolm's face returned to steady again.

He pushed the pince-nez that was slightly crooked on his face with one hand, and then looked down at the stick and sword in his hand.

If he still studies the original scriptures in his hand as before, I am afraid that now he will not be able to make the sword in his hand.

Having chosen this path.

Then we can only keep going forward!

Here Macomb is mentally prepared to give it a final shot.

On the other side, Ronald also reunited with Audrit.

Ronald manipulated the black mist to open a passage, and the nun naturally didn't say much after seeing that it was him, but simply nodded her head here.

The sound of the fight just now had already proved that Ronald was on his side. Audrit wasn't going to doubt her comrades in the tense battle.

So taking advantage of the cover of the black mist to come to the nun, Ronald asked in a low voice:

"Audrit, I tried an attack just now, but I haven't been able to break through the opponent's defense for the time being."

"Is there anything you can do here?"

Hearing Ronald's question, Audrit shook her head with a puzzled expression:

"There's something wrong with this guy."

"I am very confident in my attacks. Even if it is a very powerful protection technique, it is impossible for me to catch my attacks again and again."

"However, this guy's defense has always been effective, as if every time he is weakened by my attack to a certain extent, he can immediately return to the most powerful state next time."

Speaking of this, Audrit's eyes were inevitably a little low.

Since becoming an inspector, this is the first time she has encountered an opponent who cannot break through the defenses.

And after listening to Audrey's answer.

Ronald was not troubled by such an answer.

He lowered his head and thought, while muttering softly:

"Defense spells that keep recovering..."

Ronald felt that something was not right, but he had to be distracted to pay attention to the whereabouts of the enemy, and he couldn't find a chance to calm down and think carefully for a while.

Vaguely, Ronald felt that a way to destroy the opponent's defense was imminent.

as long as...

At this moment, Ronald suddenly realized that there was a team of at least six people around him in the black fog. At the same time, they came to the edge of the power of 'rape', and they did not attack for the first time.

Just the next second Ronald realized this, a man's voice sounded outside:

"Ms. Audrit, how are you now?"

"..."

Hearing this voice, the eyes of the nun in front of Brother Luo lit up.

Immediately straightening his body, Otlet immediately replied loudly to the outside:

"The enemy is still confined here, prepare to do it!"

After replying, the nun turned her eyes to Ronald again.

Looking at the master of the scriptures in front of her, Audrit simply reached out and grabbed Ronald's palm, dragged him and walked out.

"Come on, we'll get out of this range immediately."

"My companions will use powerful spells soon, don't be affected by this attack."

Ronald nodded and followed Audrit's movements to stay away from the area shrouded in black mist.

It was obvious that the one who was shouting outside at the moment was a companion from the Church of Audrit.

You can win if you don't have to do it yourself.

Then he is also happy to see it happen~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The two of them were already close to the edge. After stepping out of the black fog, Ronald immediately saw twelve priests in black robes standing. Here, the place is almost surrounded by water.

Among the clergy were the new faces Ronald saw for the first time, in addition to the ones he had seen on the train cars before.

Apparently they were the arrangements made by the church in the suburbs of Burrenwich in advance.

Outside the black fog, Ronald could still perceive that the enemy was not moving, so he immediately explained to the priest in front of him:

"He's right there near the center, and you can do it at any time."

"Thank you, we know." Nodding calmly at Ronald, the priest first replied thank you, and then turned his eyes to Audrit, "Ms. Audrit, do you want to do it now?"

The monitoring nun of the church responded without hesitation:

"Do it now!"