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The title of the Archmage of Ceylon is Seeking Light.

This shows that Ceylon is best at perceiving light, not controlling it.

When the light poured out from the eyes under Al's hood, Ceylon immediately sensed it, and read the divine aura of the light.

"Holy Pupil Technique, are you from the Church?"

Ceylon's tone suddenly took on a piercing chill.

Magicians and priests are perhaps the two most incompatible groups in the human world, and their contradictions have existed for a long time, even dating back to ancient humans.

After a long period of time, the feud between the magician and the church has no tendency to dissolve, and it continues to add new blood debts.

In the current Vima Empire, although the Magic Association and the Church maintain a superficial peace under the strong decree of the Empire, the private wrestling and-for-tat confrontation have never stopped, so it can be said that there is absolutely no big church in the place where magic is flourishing, and in the places full of devout believers in the Church, there is often no basic office of the Magic Association.

"It's not. ”

Al replied briefly.

Al noticed that the distance between the two had reached a very dangerous level, and if it was a big stride, it would only take a few steps.

Boom!

Two loud explosions exploded in the spell training room, and almost everyone in the room was shocked to the point that their ears hurt.

In Mona's field of vision, the cloaked figure that had been standing there disappeared almost instantly.

At the same time, two clearly shaped footprints appeared on the flat ground of the training ground.

Martial arts, spring thunder.

This martial art, which was taught to El by Mayfair, has an almost terrifying momentum once it is used, and similarly, this martial art also has extremely terrifying speed and power.

At such a critical moment, El was undoubtedly the right choice to use the Spring Thunder Martial Technique.

In the combat textbooks of any magician, almost without exception, it is emphasized that you must keep your distance from those who have more powerful martial arts and terrifying powers, so if you think about it the other way, how can you fight a magician as a person with powerful martial arts?

Naturally, the closer the better!

Under the spring thunder, a few short steps away as if it didn't exist, Al raised his small fist and swung it at Ceylon's face.

There is no identity in the real battle.

This is what Mayfair taught Al, in order to let Al play to the best of his ability in every battle, and not be tied down because Mayfair is his mother.

Punch the wind.

Al's fist slammed into Ceylon's face.

But the expected fist-to-flesh sound didn't appear, no, the expected magic shield that could defend against El's fist didn't appear.

Instead, several straight rays of light suddenly appeared in the air, interspersed from all directions, directly blocking Al's fist, no, it should be Al's entire person.

Light, according to people's common sense, should be visible but intangible, some kind of virtual thing.

But at this moment, all the light summoned by Ceylon was condensed into a physical object, and they were like the strongest shackles, binding the El to the point of immobility.

"Explain the reason why you know how to use the Holy Pupil Technique. ”

Ceylon appeared and said coldly to Al.

Of course, the Holy Pupil Technique was taught to Al by Mayfair, but how could Al say to Ceylon that Al struggled a few times, but the beams that locked his actions did not waver at all, as if they were really not physical objects, but out-and-out rules.

No matter how strong the chain is, it can be broken, but the rules are different, it cannot be broken by brute force at all.

Al didn't move.

"Little one. Ceylon's patience finally ran out: "I don't have time to play games with you, and I've heard that no one has been able to see you since you entered Ceylon, so I'd like to see you now." ”

"At the same time, the third point I want to tell you is that the sense of distance and unfathomable is created by not showing your true face, and once it is exposed once, then everything will be wiped out, just like the famous word, Qian Donkey is poor. ”

As he spoke, Ceylon held out his hand to El.

He's going to unveil Al's hood and expose the face of this little guy who likes to play tricks to the sun.

However, the moment Ceylon's hand touched Al's hood, black flames instantly emerged from Al's body.

"Abyssal fire!"

Seeing the black flames, even an archmage like Ceylon changed his face, and his hand bounced as if it had touched a poisonous snake.

But it was too late.

The black flame that devoured the light jumped into Ceylon's hand as if it had life, and Ceylon could not shake it off.

Ceylon had a slightly pained look on his face, and he whispered a spell.

This was the first incantation that Ceylon actually uttered after the beginning of this deeply unequal battle.

The spell quickly worked, and the black abyssal fire seemed to be caught by an invisible hand, struggling to twist a few times before disappearing, Ceylon's face was a little pale.

"Who the hell are you?"

Ceylon's eyes, which couldn't see the whites of his eyes at all, revealed mixed emotions.

When did a priest have such a powerful character among the apprentices of his academy, or why would such a powerful guy come to his academy as an apprentice?

If it's just the current El, it's not an opponent for Ceylon at all, and it's a small trouble at most.

But the moment Ceylon's hand touched El just now, in addition to the black abyssal fire that came out, Ceylon also felt that there was more than a powerful presence warning him.

Don't make a move on him!

ps: The challenge of full attendance failed, I got home very late today, and when I got home and wrote desperately, it was already half past ten when I wrote the first chapter, and according to the author's speed, it was estimated that it would be one o'clock to continue writing the next chapter, but I still have to go to work tomorrow, and it is obviously impossible to write so late.

ps2: Thank you for the local tyrant's reward.,We also have the head.,Hehe.,Make up for it after adding more.,Although the challenge of full attendance failed, this month is still a double update.,Today is a chapter owed.,Plus a chapter owed to the local tyrant to reward the head of the chapter, a total of two chapters are owed.。 (To be continued.) )