Hillen twisted his neck and trotted towards Patrick, very fast.

Patrick was shocked, and with a finger of his hand towards him, countless mud and sand instantly wound towards Helen!

"The Great Law of Slowness"

Helen's feet felt heavy in an instant, and his speed suddenly decreased, but he was mentally prepared and did not lose his balance because of his legs that suddenly became heavy, but his running speed slowed down.

Patrick's eyes were cold, and several "magic arrows" shot out in an instant, rushing towards Heren quickly.

Hillen's eyes sank, the long sword in his hand flew over, and after slashing several "magic arrows", he was hit in the chest by the last "magic arrow", and the huge force blew him out in an instant, landing in a bush behind him.

Before Patrick could react, he saw Hillen emerge from the grass unharmed and scolded, "Damn old boy, such a fast spell casting speed." ”

Patrick didn't wait for him to make a move, he raised his hand and pointed at him, and a green light instantly filled Heeren's side.

"Weak and powerless!"

Immediately afterwards, another red light suddenly appeared on Hillen's head, and slowly fell on Hillen.

"Possessed by a curse!"

As soon as Patrick's spell ended, Hillen only felt that his hands and feet were a little weak, and he was half dead in discomfort, and when he was about to open his mouth to curse, a "thunderbolt ice" had suddenly shot in front of him, and the sharp ice with a trace of cold made him a little too late to react, so he could only raise his shield to block in front of him.

"Bang!" After a loud sound, Hiren was instantly blasted into the grass again.

"Damn magician. Helen cursed loudly and walked out of the grass again, feeling a lot of embarrassment.

Patrick's heart sank when he saw that he was unharmed, and his eyes looked at the ugly black cloak on his body.

"Who the hell are you, Cloak of Resistance?" asked Patrick coldly.

"Good eyesight, Mage Patrick. Hillen grinned, and continued to charge towards Patrick.

Patrick found that his speed was no longer affected by his previous "Slow Dafa", and hurriedly raised his hand to release the "Dafa of Retardation" again, and countless earth elements turned into mud and sand, and quickly wrapped around Helen's legs, but as Heren ran, it quickly fell off to the ground.

Patrick's heart sank, he looked at the dark red leather boots on Hillen's legs, and said in a deep voice, "Anti-magic boots!"

When Sheren heard Patrick's words, he swung his sword and slashed his "magic arrows" one after another, and replied, "You know a lot, Master Patrick, you can even see my precious boots." ”

Taking a deep breath, Patrick felt a little uneasy in his heart. He once again sent two "Thunderbolt Ice" in a row!

The two crystal clear "thunderbolt ices" were wrapped in a large amount of cold air, pointing straight at Helen.

Hillen had no choice but to raise a small silver shield to block the two "thunderbolt ices".

A loud "bang!" was followed by a muffled "boom".

Hillen was hit hard in the chest by the "Thunderbolt Ice", and the huge sharp ice was pierced on his right chest, taking him several meters away, and after rolling and falling to the grass, Hillen slowly stood up for a while, spit out some weeds in his mouth, and looked at Patrick's gaze, with some solemnity and indifference.

"It's been a while since a magician has made such a mess of me, Mage Patrick, your 'Thunderbolt Ice' is the most powerful spell I've ever seen, and it seems that you are very good at this magic. Hillen grinned at Patrick on the stone.

Suddenly, he realized something, his eyes changed suddenly, and he raised his head suddenly, and in the void above his head, a small piece of dark clouds instantly condensed, and bursts of thunder rolled up in the clouds, and a thick thunder instantly slashed down towards Helen!

Patrick raised his hand and pointed at Helen, his eyes cold from his mouth, "Thunderbolt lightning!"

The explosion of thunder instantly came from the void with a dazzling thunder light, and instantly hit Helen!

"Ah!!h

Patrick looked at Helen, who was slashed to the ground by the "Thunderbolt Lightning", and breathed a sigh of relief slightly, "Thunderbolt Lightning" is a very lethal single qi magic, although it is only a level 2 magic, but its lethality does not even have many level 3 magic. It's not the magic I'm best at, but it's the most lethal of the magic I've mastered.

"Ah~ You've done a great job, Mage Patrick, you're a good opponent. Sheren struggled to her feet.

Patrick's face changed instantly, this is impossible!!He was unharmed???

"Mage Patrick, I love to see you look shocked, it's a little boring, but I like to see you magicians feel like you're winning every time, and then look shocked. Hahahaha. Hillen twisted his neck and tried to relax his muscles, the "thunderbolt" just now was not completely harmless to him.

Patrick's eyes became solemn, staring at the silver necklace that was revealing as Hillen twisted his neck.

"Yo, you found out, are you looking at this, Master Patrick?" Heeron saw Patrick staring at his neck, and he smiled and pulled out a silver pendant from his neck, and under an oval azure gem was a lightning-bolt charm.

"Electric God Pendant!" Patrick gasped, unease in his eyes for the first time.

"What a learned mage. Then you're looking at this, hehe. Hillen took the electric god pendant back from his neck, and pulled out a golden necklace from his neck, showing off to Patrick.

When Patrick saw the golden necklace, his heart sank again, and he asked with a gloomy face, "Anti-demon necklace!"

"Don't be in such a hurry to uncover the mystery, that's so boring, I think you should be able to resist again. Hillen said with a grin.

Patrick, who was despised for the first time, sank in his heart, his eyes instantly lost focus, and he muttered a slow incantation, and the whole air suddenly became damp, and countless water vapor filled the air, slowly converging in front of him with Master Patrick's incantation.

Helen, who was about to charge again, saw the countless water vapor condensed in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and he stopped his steps, staring closely at Patrick in front of him.

One syllable after another spat out of Patrick's mouth, and the mysterious spell turned into countless water-blue spell marks, condensed in the void, and the three rows of phantoms slowly became solidified little by little.

The smile on Hillen's face sank little by little, and he hung up a trace of solemnity, cautiously looking at the three rows of huge phantoms surrounded by Patrick in front of him.

"In Patrick's name, I summon you to come and guard. Patrick muttered the final incantation.

"Come, my minions, summon the water elemental!!" Patrick called out loudly, his fart-open right hand suddenly trembling, his palm opening unusually wide, and the entire back of his hand was exposed. There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were only blue.