"The kid in the back stand back and wait for the opportunity to collect the corpse of the outlaw." Budotas shook his shoulders beautifully, and the old body made a clattering sound from the depths of his bones, and the blood was still flowing, but the old man didn't seem to have a more painful expression.

Budotas was well acquainted with the art of inscriptions, which, like papermaking, played a considerable role in magic. Through the peculiar symbols shaped on different materials, we can conclude that there is no zài in nature, which is of course one of the elements that form the magic of enchantment.

The inscriptions that he was good at made golden fonts that floated in the air, and the strange hieroglyphs amazed Charlene in the back, and these things that only appeared in the ancient books that Master Merlin read had always been the knowledge that Charlene was eager to know. Budotas is not only coveted by the hairy boy, the magic soon makes the font shine brightly, and the bright gold is shrouded in the way of the wind, the wounds on his body are healing, as if accompanied by great strength, this healing will not be very easy, promoting the growth of muscles and the reduction of tendons, this process is quite painful. An ordinary human without a mask as the basis of spiritual power, even a seasoned magician like Budotas, the restoration methods he used have become so redundant, which can't help but make Charlene feel a different kind of envy again, and sure enough, the divine favor of Kamen Tian's survival zài is not nonsense.

After repairing the wounds, the battle resumed, and although the dark lady was repeatedly reborn like a phoenix, Budotas showed no signs of losing ground. The two men charged desperately. However, the moment the spiritual pressure collided, it was always the powerful Budotas who knocked the Dark Lady away. The poor woman was suppressed and knocked away again and again, and was even thrown out by the invisible blade of the void of the way of the wind. But it wasn't long before she got up again from some point and patted the dirt off her body as if nothing had happened.

"Lord Budotas!"

"What's the matter, boy, are you hurt?"

"No, my lord, I personally think that you should figure out the opponent's ability attributes before attacking." It's not like a question sentence, because Charlene doesn't have the right to question, but the boy's words still make Budotas think for a second, but the next second he shakes his head and denies this possibility. The Dark Lady charged as if she had first come over. Her attacks became more violent. Budotas has only his own trump card, the invisible way of resisting the wind, occasionally with a sword, occasionally with a blunt weapon. The ability to resist the wind was vividly demonstrated by the old man. So, needless to say, the Dark Lady was once again shot away covered in blood.

Maybe in a dozen seconds, the woman will get up. Stopping the flow of blood that could not be stopped in principle, it continued to rush over, as if the other party was not a human but a simple beast. There is no room to think, which makes Budotas very passive, and when Budotas is about to rush in pursuit, the Dark Lady will always wake up early and explode again with amazing destructive power. The flaming blade of the flame danced, nearly striking Budotas's body that was not covered by the enchantment.

Of course, this time the Dark Lady was attacked again and left some distance, and thinking about it, she knew that she was preparing for the next attack. Charlene is not idle, he is good at observing places that others can't see, there are orbs condensed around the dark lady's body, and others can't detect these large things, although the orbs and mental knowledge follow the woman and cause no actual damage. However, Charlene was surprised to find that whenever the Dark Lady needed treatment, the sphere would be close to the Dark Lady and squeeze into her body, and with a hint of trembling, the Dark Lady could always get up unharmed, and even her energy and consciousness were very clear and became the best state.

That thing is where the cat is, but the Dark Lady who carefully covers these orbs will certainly not let Budotas, who is already invisible to these parts, touch them, so the one who is going to take such a risk now is Charlene. Ordinary arcane magic is just a set of fireball techniques that the boy learned, the lightning magic is too low-level, Charlene needs more advanced magic, and if she can defeat the enemy with one blow, she must learn to disassemble this abstract object that the woman is carrying.

Not that time. Charlene responded anxiously, and immediately felt the Time Keeper, who had stopped talking before, intervened. The body suddenly lost all its subjective initiative, and the accused spirit also randomly began to concoct inexplicable spells, as if the artillery was loading a cannonball, Charlene was very sure that she had become a certain artillery herself, but what exactly she was going to do, he didn't know yet.

Time has dragged on for too long, and Budotas has also shown a trace of fatigue, even if the way to resist the wind is very perfect, even if the enchantment has begun to work in a large area, but Budotas? Darth Rema finally couldn't help but admit his aging, maybe it was a mistake to compete for the position of dean from the beginning, but since he made this decision, the pride and honor of being a noble leader still made him stand firmly, and he hit the dark lady who was not as strong as himself. The blow was pierced through the woman's chest with a thick, invisible javelin in the air, a rare position that could be grabbed so tightly that it should have pinned the loach-like woman to the ground and forced her to fall to one knee.

The final judgment is the same invisible hammer of wrath, the hammer head is made of air and spiritual pressure, and with all your might, you can even smash the platform out of the hole, and the battle can be ended in an instant with the wave of consciousness downward, and the woman's head is in front of you. But three seconds passed, and the way of the wind, which should have been clearly perceived, was disintegrated, the invisible blades and hammers were gone, and the Dark Lady healed as before, and stood up and stabbed upwards diagonally.

Although the blade had lost its flame enchantment after a long defeat, the wide edge of the blade had caused a lot of bleeding just by rubbing against the old man's neck. When the opportunity came, the major artery was wounded by Yan zhòng, Budotas fell to his knees almost instantly, his way to resist the wind did not appear as expected, and the whirlwind that held him up did not appear as expected, and the qiē seemed to become a completely paralyzed load, but the high Dark Lady recovered quickly, and her blade found a new direction and stabbed downward. (To be continued......)