"Yes, I remember it very well, the butcher had a black hood, his hair hanging down to cover half of his face, and his left hand was still an iron hook......"

The butler described the butcher in detail.

"It's a surprise!" Feller shook his head, looking at the little girl to the side.

"How's the Basic Will Rune Meditation?"

"Three have already been constructed, and the fourth rune can't be constructed!" and, in the basic science of everything, ......," the little girl said obediently.

"Is that so?" said Feller, rubbing his fingers.

"The progress is too slow, come to my room tonight, I will give you personal 'tutoring'!"

"Yes, teacher!" the little girl replied in a low voice.

Dangdangdang!!

The floor-to-ceiling bronze bell in the hall made a deafening roar, and the bell rang twelve times in a row, and the sky outside had darkened, and a few blue stars could be seen.

"It's so late, why hasn't Nido come yet!"

Feller slammed the door open, a visibly irritated expression on his face.

"Nido!" Feller began to shout.

The sound of emptiness echoed through the corridors, and the inverted sound kept going back and forth, rippling far away.

There was a dead silence all around, and Phil could even hear his own breathing and blood flowing.

"Butler, butler, maid, man???"

The expression on Feller's face became more and more agitated, and he hurriedly put on his coat and walked towards the gate.

The sound of leather boots hitting the floor rang out.

A dark shadow slowly moved towards Feller.

"Who? where?" Feller cried vigilantly, and a silver dagger appeared in his hand.

No matter how much Feller shouted, the footsteps were always unhurried, and they walked towards Feller at a constant speed.

The shadow got closer and closer, and Phil finally saw the full picture of the shadow.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing a black coat. He also wore a leather apron for butchers on his chest, a black hood on his head, and half of his hair hanging down. Covers most of the face and is particularly noticeable. It was his left hand, the sleeve empty, only a rusty iron hook sticking out.

This appearance is exactly the same as the butcher described by the butcher before.

Airplanes!

The silver broken sword emitted a terrible light, flew straight up, and pounced directly on the man with a piercing whistling sound.

As if piercing the phantom, a slight ripple rippled on the butcher's body, and the whole person became somewhat translucent. The silver dagger pierced straight through.

"Illusion?!" the corners of Feller's mouth curled slightly, and he directly recited a sharp syllable.

Xiuxiu!!

It was like the rapid blowing of a metal piccolo, or the sound of scraping iron with a rusty knife, constantly stimulating the surrounding air, rippling in circles.

When the whistle had passed, there was silence in the tower, as if there were only two people in the world, Phil and the butcher.

The man in the black coat directly raised the hook in his left hand and hooked it towards Feller!

From Feller's body, a circle of water emerged, forming a transparent water cover. Blocked the hook's attack.

This is the natural witchcraft that Phil has solidified in himself, and it is finally activated at a critical moment!!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Phil sang quickly. Several ice spikes shot directly at the man in the trench coat.

Poof!

The ice pierced into the body, bringing up countless blood droplets, and the man in the trench coat didn't even notice it, his face didn't even change, like a zombie who didn't know the pain, and kept waving the iron hook, rippling a * water pattern on the water cover.

"Damn, what the hell is this?"

Feller attacked the trench coat man a few more times, and finally a devastating expression appeared on his face.

Whether it's a physical attack. Or a witchcraft attack, hitting this man. It's as if it's insignificant.

On the contrary, every iron hook attack of this man is constantly consuming the energy of innate witchcraft. Feller could clearly feel that as long as the opponent attacked a few more times, he could completely break his natural sorcery.

"Run!"

In the midst of a life-and-death crisis, Phil turned around and ran towards the back as if he had returned to the old apprentice who had to salute respectfully when he saw a wizard.

Knock knock knock!

Listening to the footsteps behind him, the man in the black trench coat chased after him unhurriedly, and the footsteps kept coming into Feller's ears, making him run faster.

20 meters!

10 meters!

5 meters!

1 meter!

Feller grabbed the tower's door and pulled it straight away, running outside.

The door behind him closed, and Feller was desperate to find that he had appeared in front of his bedroom, and he was less than 3 meters away from the man in the black trench coat!

"Damn, shit, shit, what the hell is going on?"

Feller gritted his teeth and ran wildly, but each time he returned to his bedroom.

Finally, with snot and tears on his face, Feller turned back into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

The sound of knocking was like the footsteps of death, and each blow was directly in the heart of Feller.

"Mom and Dad, help me!!"

Feller crouched with his back against the door panel, crying like a child.

As if hearing his call, the sound of knocking footsteps finally disappeared when it was still one step away from the door frame......

Feller pale and waited for half an hour before opening the door with trembling hands, and there was no one outside.

"Hoo ......"

Feller let out a long breath and fell to the ground as if his bones had been emptied.

"Finally gone! I must write to my mentor tomorrow and ask him to find out what is going on......"

Feller closed the door.

As soon as he turned around, suddenly, a face that was half covered by hair appeared in front of him.

And then there was a black iron hook!

Poof! The black iron hook directly broke Feller's water shield defense force field this time, hooking in through his right eye!

The eye was directly hooked, and a thick black and white and red liquid flowed out.

The man in the black trench coat was not satisfied, and directly hooked Feller's head and slammed it to the ground!!

Feller's body was violently thrown to the ground, and the iron hook hooked deep into his head, still twitching unconsciously, and finally lost his life fluctuation completely.

Brush!

Forthwith. The man in the black trench coat pulled out an oil-stained boning knife from his waist and began to expertly slice Feller's body.

After the boning knife, all the muscles on Feller's body were removed. The color has also become more bright red, revealing a beef-like texture!

......

Time goes back to yesterday morning.

The man in the black trench coat knocked on the back door of the tower's kitchen. He smiled horrfully: "Do you want to buy meat? I have a good beef loin here......

......

Less than a few miles away from Feller's Tower, Leylin looked at a witchcraft circle in front of him with a solemn face.

In the center of the circle, a puff of black flames swayed, and in the middle there was a faint scene of Phil just now.

As the image progressed, Leylin stared intently at the frame, chanting strange syllables in his mouth.

Finally, the man in the black trench coat killed Feller. And after cutting off all his flesh, Leylin's expression was relieved.

The black circle completely collapsed.

Immediately, the surroundings fell silent and fell into a dead silence.

Knock Knock!!

The man in the black trench coat in the picture just now appeared directly in front of Lei Lin.

"Are you here?" Leylin seemed to have expected it, and he didn't see a surprised expression at all.

"shihiohj" The man in the black trench coat let out a few incomprehensible roars and rushed directly towards Lei Lin.

Bang!! black iron hook was grabbed directly by a scaly palm.

Leylin and the man in the black trench coat came face to face, and they could even see the rough pores on the man's face.

"Look into my eyes!" said Leylin, hissing softly, in a snake-like tone.

The man in the black trench coat involuntarily aimed his eyes at Lei Lin's eyes.

And at this time Leylin's eyes. A strange change has also taken place - the eyes have become vertical pupils, emitting a crystal color like amber!

Talent Witchcraft - Petrified Pupil!

Click! Click! A gray-white streak spread across the face of the man in the black trench coat. Finally all over the body.

After a few seconds, the man in the black trench coat had completely transformed into an off-white stone statue.

"Take advantage of now!" Lei Lin directly picked up the gray stone statue and threw it towards the center of the collapsed black circle!

The stone statue shattered directly, and a trace of gray-white gas came out of it, as if it was about to condense into a human form.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, where to come from, where to go back!"

Leylin chanted incantations in ancient Byronic language.

A round hole suddenly appeared in the center of the black circle, and a black vortex emerged in the middle, which seemed to send out a suction force, directly sucking all the gray-white gas into it.

After the hole disappeared, Lei Lin breathed a sigh of relief. Nearly fell limply to the ground.

"This kind of curse-type witchcraft is really not something that ordinary people can do!" said the corner of Lei Lin's mouth, still with a wry smile.

After destroying Quirret's corpse. As Leylin hurried, he configured out the Tranquility Elixir. Finally suppressed the warlock's feelings.

And after thinking about it for a while, in the spirit of not doing anything and not stopping, Lei Lin simply decided to kill Phil before escaping.

The Liliette family will definitely want him from the Black Bone Forest Academy, but what if there is one more Purple Golden Flower Family? Anyway, they are all wanted by the Black Bone Forest Academy, so what's the difference between carrying one and carrying two?

Moreover, Leylin saw a curse-based first-level sorcery in the Book of Giant Serpents, and there was every hope that he would kill Phil without anyone else knowing, and he wouldn't have to get into any trouble.

However, Lei Lin couldn't have imagined that this witchcraft would be so vicious, and he would take the initiative to attack the caster!

This scared him a little, especially after seeing Feller's bizarre way of dying.

This first-level witchcraft requires very harsh conditions.

First of all, he needs the caster to have a dark physique and a trace of the opponent's aura, otherwise he can't cast it at all.

Then, there must be a few disciplines related to spirit bodies as a premise, and Leylin happened to have some experience in Polar Night City, and he learned it quickly.

Finally, this curse has a distance limit, and can only deal with opponents whose body is all below him. (To be continued)