Just because someone else can easily do something doesn't mean you can do it - like an SSR or something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Well, although it seems a bit unrealistic to use this incident as an example, in terms of despair and powerlessness, Mr. William's feelings at this moment are exactly the same as those of the non-chiefs - it is obviously a teleportation array instead of a single teleportation spell, why can't I get over if he can pass over?

But it's so unreasonable—the Warp Leap spell is indeed a teleportation spell, but it's limited to allies—that is, Mr. William can't teleport without Allen's consent.

With a silver shield and the incoming sorcery all gone, Allen, who had teleported to another place, clearly sensed a huge wave of magic power, followed by a strong shock - as if a giant bomb had performed a wonderful show under the castle.

Although the real man never looked back at the explosion, Alan rushed towards the scene of the crime without hesitation - he was not coveting those precious magic props at all, but only to send Mr. William, who might have been half-dead by the accident, to end the pain - of course, if the dear Mr. William died unfortunately, then he could only collect the body of this respectable opponent with a sense of remembrance.

As for his epitaph - what are you kidding, Alan will prepare a grave for him?

The recycling of the system is the way to go, and after chasing Alan for so long, it is good to dedicate yourself as a benefit.

Oh, Mr. William, you don't agree, if you don't agree, you can say it, anyway, I don't accept it, don't hold your breath.

Ibid.

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In most of the plots,The boss will be affected by the brainless aura when it reaches a critical time.,And then put on yourself an immature debuff.,Shooting inaccuracy debuff.,Soft-hearted debuff and other unhealthy negative states.,And from time to time leaks a flaw that is easy to be killed by a blow or something, so as to facilitate the protagonist to carry out a wave of handsome kills.。

After all, the protagonist is prone to hair loss if he runs over it all the way - of course, we don't mean anything about Kurosaitama Sensei - and then this originally refreshing counterattack story becomes quite bloody.

There's no way, if the rookie protagonist doesn't rely on those flaws to hit the opponent, the consequence is not a memory kill, but directly run over by the villain's wheel.

Think about it, the story of the good dragon taking the princess, the warrior defeating the enemies all the way, and finally defeating the dragon in blood and marrying the princess If the warrior is slapped to death with a claw and then the princess is occupied by the dragon like this, who will like it?

Well, no matter how the story unfolds, reality is still reality, and it can't all follow the story as expected.

It is for this reason that in reality, the skill that was originally exclusive to the protagonist - the god skill of not dying no matter how you do it successfully played a role in Mr. William's body.

At this moment, he has several deep scars on his body, one of the bat wings spread out behind his back has been broken, his face is pale as if he has lost the blood used, and the clothes on his body are tattered enough that he doesn't need to say a word to squat on the street with a bowl to solve the problem of food and clothing.

But what is admirable is that even with such a serious injury, the gray-haired Bloodclan still maintains grace - this spirit can send the judges to be treated without the little golden man, and see if they have fallen under the Confusion Charm or something.

"It's you, kid - this prank is really excessive, but as a clansman, I am still determined to forgive you for your mistakes, and come, and I will tell you the true meaning of power. This was uttered by a super gentle voice, and the owner of the voice had a pair of charming eyes full of magic that people were reluctant to give up.

Under the guidance of this voice, Alan approached the holy place in his heart like a pilgrim, closer, closer—the next second Alan seemed to be about to throw himself into the embrace of light—it was warm but not hot, like a lone lamp in the night, waiting for Ellen's moth to put out the fire.

Then, there were two piercing crashes right next to each other.

It was the sound of weapons (claws) and shields colliding.

Both of them burst into trouble as the other approached.

Then, the two quickly separated after this collision, and secretly scolded each other in their hearts.

Although there is a lot of etiquette to be done in a formal wizarding duel, the two of them have no intention of following this rule--the sneak attack, which can achieve a big goal with little effort, is simply the best way to change the stalemate in front of them.

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This battle only illustrates one thing - that is, the blood must not be wasted.

No matter how high your level, how skillful you are, or how advanced your equipment, a damage skill of a specific nature is enough to make you fall into the abyss completely.

While that lock-on skill doesn't exist, a group damage spell can solve the problem of enemies being out of position.

Even if he couldn't face up to Allen, who was strong before, he was now completely in a period of depression - if he hadn't lost too much blood due to his injuries, how could he have absorbed the blood that was standing on the ground?

Although the vampire caused great trouble for Eren and consumed a lot of his magic power even when he was seriously injured, it still did not change the fact that he was lying under Alan's wand after all.

After recovering a little bit of the stamina he had lost in the battle, Allen's wand suddenly pointed around the corner - "Who?

What appeared was a small house-elf that Alan was very familiar with-Duoduo.

"Well, master, is there anything Duoduo can help you?" the elf's language was still trembling, and it was clear that she was still very reluctant to enter this forbidden place - if it weren't for the order of the current master, maybe she would not have entered this study in old age.

"Well, you go and see if there's anything left in the explosion around you, and I'll search the body of this Mr. William first. ”

"Okay, master-Duoduo will cheer up--because Duoduo-"

The words were not finished.

In the middle of the sentence, a sharp pain came from Alan's waist - an extremely sharp and magical knife was stuck there at the moment, almost without a handle.

ps: There is no second update, good night everyone