Phil thought he was dead, but the next second, the head condensed by mental power suddenly disappeared, and then he heard Andrew's painful wailing sound.

"What's going on?" Phil looked confused. He quickly checked his body and found that nothing was wrong, not even a single hair fell off.

"I was hit by the Honest Truth Sword Technique and the Sea of ​​Empty and Silence before, but there was nothing wrong with it. Today, this Seven Orifices Devouring Brain is still the same. Am I born to defeat this Andrew?" Phil said in his heart.

"How could I be hit by your spiritual backlash! This is impossible!" Andrew's shout came into Phil's ears again.

"Mental backlash, can it be said that when Andrew used his spiritual magic, he was mental backlash?" Phil couldn't help but start to recall the content about mental backlash in the book.

Spiritual magic is different from magic that can cause damage to strength. For example, fireball and ice cone magic, it causes physical damage to the enemy through physical objects. Spiritual magic is a spiritual attack and will only cause mental damage to the enemy, without directly harming the enemy's body.

When a magician uses mental magic to attack, he actually uses his own mental power to attack the opponent's mental power. The mental power of both sides will cause direct collision. If the mental power of the attacked party is too strong, it will cause a mental backlash on the caster. This is like using an egg to touch a stone. The stone is fine, but the egg will be smashed.

"Andrew mentioned the mental backlash just now. Could it be that my mental power caused a backlash to him? How is this possible? I am just a junior magician, and Andrew is a great spiritual magician. How could I cause a backlash to him?" At this time, Phil, like Andrew, also had a puzzled expression.

"I understand, you are the legendary blasphemer!" Andrew's voice sounded again. This time his voice even trembled a little. I don't know if it was too painful for the injury or too excited in my heart.

"Blasphemer?" Phil made a questioning voice.

"Don't you admit it yet? You can still lie after being hit by the Honest Truth Sword Technique, and you haven't become a fool after being hit by the Sea of ​​Empty and Silence. The most important thing is that just now, you were able to backfire the death curse of the Seven Orifices Devouring Brain. All spiritual magic is ineffective against you. The spiritual magic of the Death Curse level will be backfire by you. You are the legendary blasphemer!"

Andrew's voice became more and more rapid, and even Phil could feel it. Andrew's emotions seemed very excited, as if he had discovered a new world.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, what is the blasphemer?" Phil asked.

"Why, do you really don't know? Hahaha... Cough cough..." Andrew suddenly laughed wildly, but he coughed up a mouthful of blood while smiling. It can be seen that the previous mental backlash really caused great harm to him.

Andrew wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued, "It seems that you really don't know your value! Don't worry, I won't kill you now, a living blasphemer! I'm so lucky that I actually met a living blasphemer."

At this moment, a shout rang out of the door: "Explosive flame!"

Immediately afterwards, the door of the mansion was blown open, and Sheriff McAllen broke into the door, just like the police officers in Hollywood movies, they were always a step late.

Almost at the same time, the sound of the window shattered and Andrew broke through and ran away.

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In the woods outside Luoye Town, Andrew used his flight technique and was running wildly.

At this time, Andrew still felt a split headache. The backlash of spiritual magic made him want to find a place to rest, but Andrew knew that he could never rest. He wanted to return to the capital city as quickly as possible.

The nosebleed flowed out involuntarily again. This was the typhoid caused by the mental backlash. Andrew seemed to not care. He wiped the nosebleed with his hands, and a smile actually flowed out of his face. The smile, and the face that touched the nosebleed, made his appearance even more ferocious.

"My luck is so good. I actually met a living blasphemer! Thanks to the fact that he was not killed when he kidnapped him before, otherwise it would have been a big loss! Now I want to return to the capital city immediately and inform the temple that I brought the news about the blasphemer. Maybe I can see the great priest of the temple! I don't know what the temple is willing to exchange for this important news!"

"No matter what the temple gives me, I must have developed this time, and the Holden family has developed too. If the temple is used as a backer, the Holden Chamber of Commerce may have the opportunity to become a first-class chamber of commerce in the royal city. By the way, there is also Mark, I want to win him the qualification to be a divine envoy."

Andrew felt happy and smiled on his face. He had begun to plan a bright future.

At this moment, Andrew suddenly felt alert. He felt a magic fluctuation behind him. The feeling of danger coming was overwhelming. He instinctively changed direction in the air, but he was still one step late. A piece of flesh was missing on his left arm, and a round dent appeared on the big tree behind him.

"Who is attacking me!" Andrew stopped suddenly, turned around, and took out his wand and pointed it behind. Then Andrew suddenly discovered that a man in black robe was standing more than ten meters behind him.

"You actually dodged it. You should have experienced many battles. The attack just now was supposed to penetrate your heart. The intuition you cultivated in the battle saved your life!" The man in black robe said.

"You are not a sheriff, who are you? Why do you attack me?" Andri asked sternly, his eyes full of vigilance.

After all, Andrew was a great magician with rich combat experience, but the enemy was approached ten meters behind him. He was not discovered until the opponent released his magic and sneaked into him. This was enough to prove that the opponent was an extremely powerful opponent.

At this time, the pain in his left arm finally came. Andrew subconsciously looked at his left arm. Not only was there a large piece of flesh missing, but white bones could be seen from the wound, and blood continued to gush out, quickly dyeing his entire arm red.

Andrew glanced at the back of his eyes again, and the round dent on the trunk reflected into Andrew's eyes.

"No extra trace left, it was caused by wind magic. This person should be a wind magician. No wonder he could invade within ten meters of my range." Andrew had already begun to think about his next combat plan.

At this time, the man in black robe on the opposite side finally raised his head and revealed his face.

Andrew looked at the familiar Lian under the black robe, and a surprised expression appeared on his face again.

This face, Andrew followed from evening to dark, and finally lost it!

This man in black robe is Phil's servant, Harry Potter, who has been a junior magician for his whole life!

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Chapter completed!