Switch to Merlin's side.

Although this false Demon King His Royal Highness looks very powerful and domineering, and has the aura of a big boss, in fact, his heart is now panicking.

After all, in addition to the morning swordsmanship competition with little Lori Alice in the training ground every morning, this seems to be the first time he has ever fought with others, and Merlin, who basically has little actual combat experience, is inevitably a little nervous.

And what's even more unfortunate is that he is now in the form of a demon clone after all, so even the snake that has been wrapped around him at the time with the pendant has not been able to follow, so he can't use the most skilled way to bite people with the skin snake this time, and he has no external help This time he had to take action in person.

Of course, this is actually not much of a problem, after all, Merlin has now mastered several high-level witchcraft that the original owner has studied in his memory, and the guy who is running away in front of him is almost at the level of an intermediate wizard from the perspective of breath sensing, and in theory, Merlin should be able to subdue him by throwing a casual high-level witchcraft.

It's just that theory is theory, and reality is reality, especially Merlin can be said to know nothing about the enemy in front of him, he is not sure whether the other party is hiding his strength or something, and he only has one chance to make a move, once he misses, then he can only watch the other party escape tonight.

Merlin glanced at the introduction of his real name talent on the system panel, and yes, it did say that he only had one chance to make a move, but the attack would have a special effect attached to it.

"So which one should I use?"

Merlin stood in place and struggled for a long time, and for a while fell into a difficult choice.

It was only then that he suddenly understood the meaning of his sister Cynthia's reprimand for him when he had watched the duel between the student council president, Melly, and the unknown female summoner in Estat.

Sure enough, scholars and wizards have different concepts of witchcraft, and he was directly brought into the ditch by the memory left by the original owner.

The original owner is a typical theorist, he went to study witchcraft in order to lift the curse on his body, so he has been limited to the operating principle of witchcraft in the direction of witchcraft, and he wants to use this as a reference to figure out the operating principle of the curse of the demon king on his body, after all, as long as the principle model of witchcraft is completely understood, then it will naturally be much easier to crack.

As for the use of this witchcraft, the original owner rarely paid attention to it, and he was not ready to learn witchcraft to be a wizard, so naturally he didn't need to learn the knowledge of actual combat use.

It is precisely because of this that there are a large number of spell models in the original owner's memory bank, and he only needs to understand the principles of his spell model for witchcraft, and then he can continue to study the next witchcraft, and he does not need to spend a lot of time practicing this witchcraft like a real wizard to put it into practice.

But now Merlin is different, he did not continue to choose the path of a scholar like the original owner, but decisively chose to study witchcraft and become a wizard.

It's just that Merlin, the traverser, has all the occult knowledge from the inheritance of the original owner, and he is inevitably distorted by the academic theory of the original owner, just like the student is likely to follow the crooked teacher after the teacher is crooked, Merlin has always only known that he can quickly master a witchcraft by following the magic model in the memory of the original owner, so he is completely addicted to the pleasure of being able to learn several new witchcraft every day, and has no intention of continuing to study a certain witchcraft in depth.

He can only be regarded as an academic or theoretical wizard.

In fact, there are many existences like him in the wizarding world, but this kind of wizard is generally a student who has not graduated from school, or a teacher who has been engaged in education all his life or something, almost all of them are greenhouse flowers who do peace professions.

And this kind of person actually has a bad reputation in the wizarding world, after all, what they like the most is to be the king of the mouth, and they all seem to be theoretical experts, and they know every day that they criticize this and that in the mysterious daily newspaper.

For example, not long ago, a great wizard on the Great Wall on the front line border was beaten half to death by a dragon, and the position was lost, so these people jumped out to point out the country, saying that the big wizard is really ashamed, obviously slaying the dragon is so simple, as long as the dragon swoops over like me, take advantage of its surprise A slippery shovel past, you can shoot five fireballs towards the soft dragon's belly, and kill it with one blow.

Or something like what wizards and wizards can't be generalized, I once dodged every wave of meteorite attacks of the fire forbidden spell fire meteor in a coquettish position in a very angry situation, and then broke the necks of a dozen demons with an over-the-shoulder fall and grabbed his head, and finally captured a dozen angel girls to go home as maids or something.

Oh, the latter one seems to be true, because that article seems to have been written by Sir Isaac, one of the great sages of Vientiane, and was intended to mock the young wizards of the current generation for being too homely, bloodless, and lacking in martial spirit.

And this sage is the current speaker of the Sage Council of the Wizarding Association, and the leader of the War Law Department among the Nine Schools of Wizards. 52 Literature

Merlin had seen the portrait of his old man in the Wizards Association before, and he had no doubt that the old man in the painting could really throw the demon over his shoulder and grab his head, anyway, he, the demon king, probably couldn't withstand the blow of this big guy's famous stunt with a punch of hundreds of millions of times gravity iron fist.

This old man is also a well-known representative of the academy, a typical Shilipo sword god-like figure, he has been teaching in an academy in his early years, and he is not famous, and later an abyss crack in an abyss activity happened to open above the head of the academy where the old man taught.

Seeing his lovely students being tortured and killed by demons one by one in front of his eyes, the old man of culture, who had never fought in his life at that time, suddenly became angry, and he directly carried the two bronze door panels of the school with a self-created gravity magic into the abyss crack, and finally came back with the head of the demon god who guarded the crack, and became famous from then on.

It's just that it's obvious that this old man and his old man can break through ten thousand spells with one force, and they don't need any spell-casting skills, and they will be done with the gravity iron fist directly from head to end.

But this is obviously not something that others can learn, so even if there is this heavenly fierce master to support the academic faction, it still can't change the fact that the vast majority of academic wizards are weak chickens, they like to learn a bunch of bells and whistles witchcraft, which looks very powerful, but in fact, the combat effectiveness is very low, after all, you can't expect these guys who can't even know the effects of their own spells to really go to the front battlefield.

In contrast to the academic school, the mainstream path in the wizarding world is the practical school, this type of wizard advocates witchcraft specialization, their witchcraft list is quite concise, almost only specializing in a certain department of witchcraft, and even some wizards only learn the most useful witchcraft in their own department of witchcraft.

And this sacrifice of the depth of the spell list in exchange for a concentration of a little peak of terrifying strength, the actual combat wizard is quite proficient in every witchcraft he masters, and has even transformed these spells into their own unique secret arts, and the original spells are very different from the power and effect, they are simply two kinds of witchcraft.

It is rumored that the master of the combat school can even use the scorching flash of fire to carve rice grains and operate on mosquitoes, and the exquisite control is simply terrifying.

If a practical wizard faced Merlin's current situation, he would definitely not hesitate to use the most suitable witchcraft accurately and elegantly, and without wasting a fatal blow to the fleeing guy not far away.

However, Merlin, an academic school, could only look at his long list of spells, and he was not sure which one should be used now.

"Do you want this fire-based flame dragon to destroy the death light? What is the description of the spell, inflicting a devastating blow on a front-row straight target? What does a devastating blow mean, and what kind of destruction is it? Daddy, can't you be more precise? Who knows if it's so general....."

"The cold and freezing wind of this ice system is also good, the spell description is to freeze the enemies in the range, but how big is this freezing range?"

"Groove, pit daddy, this is, can't you spell books be more accurate?"

Merlin looked at the people on both sides of the street a little wordlessly, and then looked at the lists of spells that were extremely concisely described, and felt a little uncomfortable.

The power of this spell is so small that I am afraid that I can't kill people, and when the power is too great, I am afraid that even the whole street will be blown up and make a big news, is this the end of the academic school always talking about ice on paper?

Madan, I don't want all of them anymore, I'll go back and specialize in a series.

Merlin looked up at the sky a little wordlessly, and then resigned himself to his fate.

"The power of the bear, the grace of the cat, the eye of the eagle, the speed of the leopard, the amplification of great strength, the blessing of the king, the skill of the snake, ....."

He clenched his fists in annoyance, and then in a flash of thought, the magic around him in the dark night sky gathered at his feet, forming a series of witchcraft spells.

With each step he took forward, several magical rays shone through him.

Then the teleportation of the abyssal projection within the projection range was activated, and in an instant, Merlin suddenly appeared at the forefront of the dark shadow tide, and his burning hellfire hooves stepped on the crest of the waves formed by countless ghost claws, and then he stretched out his hand to the guy on horseback.

Looking at the horrified expression on the other party's face after turning his head, Merlin grinned, then bent his fingers and controlled the force a little.

Thundered.........