This is the most completed magic trick since the start of the war, and it is also the most powerful magic trick.

Although there is not much direct correlation between completion and power in the world of magicians, the orange standing at the top of the magician perfectly blends them together, unleashing a blow that anyone will be amazed by.

Anyone who is hit by this blow will be seriously injured, even if it is protected by the phantom wolf, and even the creator of the technique, Orange himself.

However, the face of the orange illuminated by the light of the runes not only did not have a trace of calmness in his hand, but was a little more unexpectedly surprised.

"This reaction, this speed...... How can anyone do it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shockwave from the convergence of countless runes had already dissipated, revealing the ground that had been razed to the ground, and it was clean inside, except for the charred ashes of the grass and trees, there were no other traces, and there was no one else.

Lenys, who should have been surrounded by runes and unable to escape, had already arrived at Flat's side, and the two were protected by Grey, who held the "Scythe of Death".

The last member of the four-member team, Sfen, wielded his claws a little further away and wrestled with the strange black cat.

At the moment when the explosion was about to occur and the black cat launched an attack, Gray burst out the magic that Yard devoured in one breath, all of which were converted into speed, and at the last moment, cut a gap in the explosion and rescued Rhaenys.

The black cat, of course, refused to let Grey go, and followed at the same alarming speed. At first, Grey was able to keep her distance with the advantage of "magic release", and when she hugged Rhaenys and was hit by the explosion, her speed inevitably slowed down, while the weird black cat was not affected by the explosion.

The distance between the two and the cat quickly shortened, and they were about to catch up, but fortunately, Sfen arrived in time, and stood in a ball with the same sharp claws and the black cat, giving the two girls time to escape.

Orange is worthy of being an orange, although he can't see the movements of Gray and Sfen clearly, he still deduces the whole process based on experience, and after a short period of surprise, he applauds.

"First of all, congratulations to the ladies for getting out of danger. However, your companions don't seem to be a good thing. ”

It's not a little bad, it's very bad.

Both the phantom wolf and the black cat have super high speeds, and in the time when the orange speaks, a wolf and a cat have staggered dozens of times.

The black cat's claws slashed through Sfen's fur, and Sfen's wolf claws pierced through the black cat's body.

On the surface, it seems that the black cat suffers, but in fact, Sfen's wolf claw does not feel the real feeling of hitting, it is like a blow in the water, and the plane cat that is penetrated does not bleed, and there is not even the slightest pause in action.

On the contrary, the damage inflicted on Sfen by the black cat's claws is real and effective, including the phantom body being torn apart on the outside of the body, and the golden fur is reduced to its original magic and scattered.

Although it hasn't hurt the body yet, if it continues to develop like this, it won't be long before the phantom wolf's mimicry will be stripped off, and Spyn himself will be at the mercy of others, no, it's a cat to slaughter.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee! What the hell is this! It's really the work of a modern magician!"

Yard seemed to be unable to hold back and laughed out loud.

This smile also caught Orange's attention, and she no longer looked at the dominant black cat, and her sharp gaze locked on Grey's weapon, more precisely the mouth of the "Death Scythe" through the rain curtain.

"Oh oh? Talking weapons? I've never seen anything like this? Girl over there, can you lend me a weapon to study?"

"Woo Woo ~~~~~~~~~"

Before Grey could reply, Yard let out a scream. At this moment, he remembered the horror that Weber wanted to dissect him, and Orange's tone was exactly the same as Webb's at that time.

Unbeknownst to him, such a reaction would only increase the interest of the orange.

"I know I'm getting more and more interested in you, and what kind of technology is used to make it? Seal the spirit or simulate the personality?"

"Miss Aosaki, you're still fighting. ”

Seeing that the orange's attention tended to shift, Atram hurriedly reminded:

Unexpectedly, the kind reminder was exchanged for the female magician's ignorance, and she frowned as she spat out a smoke ring, as if the dignified Gary Asta was not as important as smoking.

"Alas, it still tastes so bad. ”

Well, not seemingly, is really not comparable.

The cigarette in Orange's hand is not the Taiwanese dragon cigarette that he usually smokes, but a more niche personal handmade cigarette. More than a decade ago, a collector in Taiwan produced only one case for personal preference, and now it is out of print.

The half bag in Orange's hand is still an old thing that Enolai kept for her nearly 20 years ago. When she was studying in the clock tower, she accidentally left a cigarette in the laboratory, and was picked up by her teacher Inolai and used a moisture-proof magic to keep it to this day, and returned it during the master-apprentice night talk last night. This is a treasure that money can't buy, how can an upstart who is good for nothing but money be compared.

Of course, the reason for this is unknown to young people. He felt humiliated again, and for a moment, he even had the idea of killing the female magician who was close at hand. However, when he saw those orange eyes, the killing intent in his heart was instantly taken away by the coldness in his eyes.

"It's a bit of a hassle, but let's finish it as soon as possible. ”

Hearing the master's order, the black cat suddenly sat down.

Although he was sitting, his movement speed did not slow down, but became faster. It remained seated among the trees, gliding through the shadows, its pupilless eyes getting closer and closer to Sfen.

Sfen smelled danger and swung her claws faster and faster, but that didn't stop the black cat from advancing.

Grey clenched the "Scythe of Death" in her hand and was about to go up to help, but was pulled by Rhaenys.

"Not that, on top. ”

The raindrops in mid-air followed the red-eyed girl's fingers, outlining a looming shadow beneath the clouds.

In the next second, Gray left the ground and swung the "Scythe of Death" in her hand at the moment of reaching the highest point, colliding with the falling raindrops.

I couldn't see it, but I did cut something.

After being slashed by the scythe, the invisibility spell applied on it immediately fails, causing the thing to manifest itself after falling to the ground.

It is a demon in the shape of a bird. The body and wings are woven from brass wire, and the eyes are rubies. Inside of it, something that looked like a tiny, vintage film swirled, casting some kind of light through the gems on its eyes.

At the same time that light disappeared, the flat cat was also gone.

"It turned out to be an image. Flat, who was also observing the black cat, muttered quietly.

"That's why I can't cut it. Sfen, who had been destroyed for most of the phantoms, gasped.

To be precise, it's not that it can't be cut, but how many times it is chopped, and as long as the slide projector is still there, it will continue to absorb magic from the "Great Source" and heal itself. This is a technology that has transcended its time, and it is a magical dress that can only be made by "crowning".

"Ahh Was it a matter of materials? If she had to do it, she wouldn't have agreed, because she was on the opposite side of him, and she was such a stupid woman...... Well, I'm not qualified to say anything else. ”

Shaking her head regretfully, the woman with the cigarette looked up at Rhaenys who had cracked her mechanism, a rare hint of recognition in her orange eyes.

"Good eyes, sure enough, we are very similar. ”