"Click!"

At this moment, a crack suddenly cracked on the surface of the floating tower shield, and before Bradley could retract it, a fireball smashed into it.

"Boom!"

As the fireball exploded, the shield scattered in all directions, and the rapid metal shards even cut Bradley into several deep wounds.

Blood quickly seeped out along with the wound, and it only took a moment to dye half of his body red, feeling the vitality that was rapidly losing with the blood, Bradley gritted his teeth, tore off the black rope that had been tightly tied around his neck, and put it to his mouth and quickly whispered a few incantations.

If someone can see his eyes at this moment, they will definitely be shocked, the original bead-sized pupils have shrunk at most the size of a quill pen, and the large whites of the eyes and the blue face give people a weird and strange feeling.

Morey could also feel the demonic spell energy emanating from Bradley, and unconsciously distanced himself a little more.

"What is this energy?"

"That's right, it's the witchcraft used by those witches!" Ios thought about it at first, but then immediately said in affirmativeness.

For him, who had cooperated with Yi Lei to exterminate a huge Wu tribe, he was all too familiar with the magic fluctuations in front of him.

Although the witchcraft used by the wizards of these barbarian tribes has always been despised by the mainstream human world because they do not have a complete inheritance system, some of the well-made witchcraft that have been passed down for thousands of years are not weaker than the legendary equipment of the human world.

Even in individual realms such as souls and curses, such witchcraft have always been synonymous with good or artifact (according to the time of inheritance).

So at this moment, Ios's heart couldn't help but pinch again, because the necklace woven with black rope was clearly not weaker than the cursed witch weapon of the [Crystal Skull].

You must know that the [Crystal Skull] was led by the legendary demon warlock Ire, who led the elite of thousands of people to defeat the Wu tribe that had been inherited for thousands of years.

The sorcery fluctuations emitted by this necklace at this moment are already almost the same as when the [Crystal Skull] was activated with all its strength to heal Morey's soul wounds.

Ios didn't want to investigate how this royal baron could get such a powerful witch weapon at the moment, he just wanted to save Morey at the moment.

"Hyde, Andy."

"Your Excellency."

"Ready." Ios didn't say what he was going to do, but just by staring at the huge magical barrier, the two of them knew what to do.

The eight protective mages who were carefully maintaining the enchantment all touched their necks at this moment, when did this wind start?

In Morey's perception, the large life force that separated from Bradley's body flowed into the black rope along his right arm, and the ordinary rope became agile, while his body withered and shriveled.

"Can't let him go on like this!" Looking at the increasingly weird Bradley, Morey secretly made up his mind in his heart.

Two ice spears shot at him, piercing his right eye and throat in no particular order, but Morey was surprised to find that the two places that should have been vital had disappeared.

"Your [Ice Spear] deals 12 (ice) damage to the target."

"Your [Ice Spear] deals 10 (ice) damage to the target."

"Hey, hey! Is that all you can do? ”

Bradley, who imitated several corpses, slowly pulled out the two magic ice spears with his shriveled left hand, and the hard ice guns and the dry flesh made a piercing grinding sound, like an axe crunched in the trunk of a tree.

Swallowing the shriveled raisin-like right eye on the tip of the ice spear, Bradley finally spoke: "I have given everything I have, and now my life and soul have gone to my lord's hope, kill me?" You can still take my life from the gods?! Ha ha! ”

"Damn it, you actually dedicate your faith to the evil god! Lord Earl, how can such a sacred duel allow an evil god believer to wantonly blaspheme here, please open the enchantment, I will personally kill this noble scum! ”

Jacob said righteously to Arlo, and he was really angry at the moment.

The evil god is a god worshiped by some ancient witch tribes, although this evil god rarely sends miracles, but every time the present life is a catastrophe for mankind, it is very common to slaughter cities and destroy the country, it can be said that all those who have read this dark history hate it to the core.

Even Isaac, who had been at odds with Jacob since the duel began, remained silent at this time, although he was not as aggressive as Jacob, but he looked at Bradley with disdain and disdain.

"Hehe, as much as I would love to kill that guy myself, I really can't open the enchantment before the duel is over." Arlo smiled wryly.

"Why?!"

"There are already big names who have noticed this death match, let alone let me give the order, you go and ask those mages to see if they can still open those enchantments from the outside." Arlo raised his index finger and pointed at the sky, his mouth full of bitterness.

In the unknown space, a slightly flirtatious voice sounded: "It's a clever fellow, Sheehan, why don't you transfer this servant's soul to me?" How about I give you a Heroic Spirit of a Legendary Professional? ”

"Maiske, don't go too far!" A woman struggled to suppress her anger, wantonly treating the souls of her followers as goods to be bought and sold in the presence of a deity, and if she could not defeat him, Sheeanworth would have torn him apart.

"Hehe, understand, understand, watch the play, watch the play!"

Musk nodded indifferently, his eyes turning to the barrier again.

He was traveling in the nearby plane before, and suddenly felt a wave of divine power fluctuations ([Divine Power Shield]), but when he pursued here, he lost his trace, but instead felt another wave of divine power fluctuations of the evil god, so he forced Sheenworth to strengthen the enchantment, intending to take a closer look.

"It's just that you've lost the point, watch me crush your bones to ashes!"

Morey sent out a fireball from his left and right hands, and he was about to smash it at Bradley.

Bradley said darkly: "Hey, it's late!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the black rope that had been tightly held in his hand suddenly split into four strands, and sank into Morey's heart and three spatial cracks that opened at some point with lightning speed.

Looking at this black mysterious thread that ignored the dual defenses of his shield and flesh, Morey's mind was full of questions.

What was this thread, how did it bypass its many defenses and pierce it directly into his heart, and why did he not suffer any damage after piercing his own heart?

Maybe it was because he saw Morey's doubts, or maybe he wanted to show off his means, and without Morey's mouth, Bradley had already proudly introduced this curse killing secret technique called "Love Curse".