Mike, who was in a state of closed brain, did not panic. He noticed that the white-haired man might not have sword energy to prevent the sword energy from hurting him, so there was no sword energy at all 50 cm in his body.

He kept keeping his feet away from the range of the sword energy, and at the same time he leaned over to avoid a scattered sword energy. With a finger of Mike's magic wand, he saw several slender pierced pierced under the man's feet and poked directly on the man's body.

I don’t know if it was because the man’s physical strength was too high or the pair of leather armor had amazing defense. The ground thorn that could easily pierce the alchemy dummy just pierced into the man’s body and did not pierce him.

And Mike also noticed that the man did not seem to have blood, and what flowed out of his wound was a trace of magic.

Several ground thorns imprisoned the man in place, and the man struggled for a few times but did not break free. At this time, the disadvantage of the European long sword being too long was also revealed. The man could not use his long sword to cut the ground thorn when his hands were also imprisoned.

Seeing this, Mike felt a little happy in his heart, and then he was forcibly suppressed by brain closure.

The absolutely rational Mike had no expression on his face, found the right position and shot three life-seeking curses. At the same time, in order to prevent the man from suddenly breaking away from the ground thorn, two fixed spells were added to ensure that the life-seeking curses could hit the target.

At this moment, the man shouted: "Quen!"

A translucent round shield suddenly appeared at the moment when the three almost connected green light was about to hit the man.

"Crash!"

The translucent shield was extremely hard and actually blocked Mike's two life-seeking curses in succession. Unfortunately, Mike fired three life-seeking curses this time, and under Mike's deliberate control, the ballistic trajectories of these three life-seeking curses were completely consistent.

So the last life-seeking curse pierced directly through the layer of the cracked shield and printed on the white-haired man's belly.

The life that was killed by the life-seeking curse is bound to die, which is what Mike firmly believes, but he did not relax his vigilance at this moment and continued to release the earth-stinging technique and the bone-breaking curse to attack the man. The life-seeking curse cannot be used. The three consecutive shots just now were already Mike's limit. If he continued to use it in a short period of time, Mike would likely lose his mind.

Facts proved that Mike's approach was extremely correct. After the life-seeking curse hit the white-haired man, it exploded and exploded a big hole in the man's stomach. The rich magic power surged out from it, forming a magical light that could be seen in the naked eye.

A clear look appeared on Mike's face. He was indeed not wrong. This man should not be a living person, but an existence similar to an alchemy puppet or a magic mirror.

If the life-seeking curse hits a living body, it should directly annihilate its soul, and it will not harm the body. It will only explode when it hits a dead object.

However, even if Mike's life-seeking curse was killed without a single blow, it caused great damage to the white-haired man. At this moment, the man and the King's Sword in his hand became much more transparent.

“Aard!”

The man seemed to know that he had not had much time left, so he roared and patted his feet with his left hand. A shock wave suddenly appeared, not only shattering all the ground thorns that imprisoned the man, but also knocking the man out.

And the man's landing point happened to be where Mike was at the moment.

"court death!"

Mike spitted out these two words expressionlessly. Originally, when a man was on the ground, Mike was not willing to use the flame spell he was best at. After all, the man's movement speed was too fast and too flexible, and it was difficult to hit the slow flight speed of the fireball.

But at this moment, the man was in mid-air and could not move flexibly, and he had become the best target.

"Black of flames."

The first purple fireball hit the man's body and made a violent explosion, blowing the man out in the opposite direction for a while. Then the second fireball hit again under the control of Mike's mental power, and then blowing the man out for a while. Then there was the third, the fourth, the fifth...

The man was like a stone drifting from water, rising and falling in the air. When the man landed, he had arrived at another corner of the square, nearly a thousand meters away from Mike.

These fireballs were made by Mike deliberately. Explosion of this kind of fireball can create a powerful impact force, while the power of the explosion is not even comparable to that of ordinary fireballs.

Even fools can tell that the man is in a very bad condition now and he will probably be finished soon. Then delaying time has become Mike's main choice. If he can directly blow the man to death, it would be better.

However, Mike's wishful thinking was still empty, and the man opposite slowly stood up. At this moment, the man was still the way Mike looked when he first saw him, wearing tattered leather armor and a pair of light green eyes.

The bombing just now did not leave any trace on him, and even his hairstyle did not change.

However, the big hole in the man's belly was still surging with magic power. As a large amount of magic power turned into magical aura and dissipated into the air, the man's body became more and more transparent.

The man seemed to know that he had lost, and his light green eyes stared at Mike in the distance, with no expression on his face.

Mike saw all this. Now that the overall situation is settled, he no longer continues to run. He lifted the magic spell to save his magic power and used the last shattering spell to the man in the distance.

"Torn to pieces!"

A ray of light shot towards Mike's respect for the strong man at the man.

This is the strongest warrior enemy he has ever encountered. Mike could see that he is just a magic mirror, probably not even one-tenth of the body's strength, and many of the body's moves cannot be used.

Even so, Mike almost died at his hands.

It is no exaggeration to say that with the mirrored pseudo-holy sword in his hand, Mike can be killed with just one knife.

However, the warrior is naturally restrained by a wizard like Mike who moves fast and has many control skills, so the final winner is Mike.

Facing Mike's last blow, the white-haired man did not sit and wait for death. He saw that he threw the sword that was about to completely dissipate in his hand towards Mike with all his strength, regardless of his almost transparent body.

"call out!"

An almost transparent sword slashed through the air, causing a terrifying sound of breaking the wind.

The light of the Bone Broken Curse did not even block the sword slightly. It was just wiped by the sword's edge and disappeared, while the sword continued to fly towards Mike.

Seeing this, Mike felt a stinging pain on his forehead, and he knew that something was wrong.
Chapter completed!