Margaret's opponent quickly unleashed a Bone Armor on herself, a common defensive sorcery in which six swirling bones weakened or even resisted sorcery attacks.

The defensive sorcery that the group trusted in the past did not give him much confidence when facing Margaret, and could not even dispel the fear that had grown in his heart, so he tightly grabbed the soft armor on his body and the ring between his fingers, and the cold touch between his fingers finally made him slowly suppress the fear in his heart.

"The power of the Shadow Swamp can't exist forever, two high-level demonic items are enough to deal with Margaret's attack, as long as it lasts until the end of the Shadow Swamp, Margaret will die. ”

A few wisps of undetectable shadow power suddenly appeared around.

"Shadow Bondage!"

Margaret's nightmarish voice rounded the barbarian and appeared at his side.

The power of the shadows quickly converged, and several shadows attached to the body suddenly betrayed the body and went straight to the body.

The bones swirled around each other, squeaking and spinning slower and slower, fighting against the entanglement of shadow restraints.

"Margaret!"

The apprentice scolded, and a translucent wind blade whistled out from his fingertips.

Lashing out of his hand to help him keep up with Margaret's pace of battle, the Wind Blade slowed down once more, shooting into the diffuse shadows.

The wind blade cut through the shadows, leaving a hollow trail.

Before he could react, a pitch-black dagger quietly appeared on his back.

How powerful a dagger enchanted with shadow stealth is in the hands of whom, if in Ron's hands he just means one more stealth sorcery, in Margaret's hands she can make each of her attacks have an effect similar to that of a shadow raid.

If this elusive dagger is also enchanted with demon-breaking and chaotic minds, then it will become a truly terrifying murder weapon.

The effect of the chaotic mind caused the target to lose his mind for a moment, and then the dagger directly broke through the white bone armor that was still entangled with the shadow bondage.

The black dagger was about to move on, pouring deadly killing intent into the target's body.

A dagger, also pitch-black, suddenly appeared in the direction of Margaret's dagger.

The apprentice's body seemed to hide another Margaret, and the two daggers were like two sides facing each other without the slightest deviation.

With a ding, the daggers intersected, making a crisp echo.

"The shield of the realm. ”

Margaret instantly recognized this sorcery, this sorcery that could replicate the opponent's attack and even the sorcery, and its strength was no weaker than the bite of a giant beast.

If Margaret uses a sorcery attack, the Realm Shield's counterattack will be even more powerful than her sorcery, and her attacks will be completely unable to break through the defenses until the Realm Shield's energy is completely depleted.

Before the opponent came to her senses, Margaret's dagger swung again and again, but was blocked by the dagger of the Realm Shield one after another.

Margaret could only stab twice, but the effect of the second trigger of Confused Mind caused Margaret to stab two more times.

Margaret's four swords caused the energy of the realm shield to quickly drop to a dangerous situation, and the powerful effect of breaking demons was undoubtedly evident at this moment.

Before the fifth sword could descend, he was finally freed from the effect of the chaotic mind, and another blade of wind forced Margaret back.

At this time, the shadow swamp had dissipated for the most part, and the barbarians could even move one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The barbarian's struggle and waving chains hastened the dissipation of the Shadow Swamp, and it only took a few breaths for the Shadow Swamp to disappear completely.

In the shadows, Margaret held the dagger horizontally, and a decision was made in an instant.

"Shadow Cut!"

The dagger carved a half-moon-shaped shadow crack in the void, and everywhere the shadow went, everything fell silent.

This was Margaret's strongest blow, and with the shadow power of the dagger and the blessing of the demon-breaking effect, this blow was enough to pierce the golden stone.

The shield shattered, but an equally tough shield awaited the challenge of the Shadow Cut.

The ring with the mirror shield etched is shattered, and the soft armor with the blackscale guard etched is still there.

The spread of the shadow rift stopped in front of a thin curtain of scales, and the two froze for a moment before dissipating into nothingness at the same time.

Margaret snorted and took a few steps back, and a straight crack appeared in the soft armor at the same time, revealing the robe wrapped inside.

Margaret actually destroyed a high-level demonic item with a single blow.

Margaret's expression was not easy after the blow, for the Shadow Swamp had completely disappeared and the terrifying barbarian had escaped control.

Before the barbarians arrived, the chains were already whizzing, and Margaret had no choice but to retreat if she wanted to dodge the barbarian's angry blow.

Seeing the wind blade gathered again at the target's fingertips, Margaret's eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, and she did not dodge or dodge the angry blow of the barbarian, choosing to resist hard, if she was forced to retreat again, under the protection of the barbarian, she would never have a chance to get close to the target again.

A massive death scythe floated behind Margaret, the wails of the dead, the whispers of death echoing through the cage.

The Grim Reaper's scythe slashed silently, capturing his soul in the target's horrified gaze, and then slashing it with ease.

Before he died, a half-moon-shaped wind blade had come out of his hand.

But the barbarian's chains, faster than it, fell on Margaret's head.

A snow-white wing stretched out from the depths of nothingness, protecting Margaret beneath it.

The chains struck the wings with a dull sound, and in an instant the snow-white feathers flew down like snowflakes.

Each flying feather took away a trace of the chain's strength, but when the entire wing was scattered and only the skeleton remained, the barbarian's full force was finally blocked.

A transparent wind blade cut off a few falling feathers and cut into the back of the wings.

Margaret barely managed to avoid the vital position, but was still hit in the shoulder by the wind blade.

A piece of bright red flesh was cut off, and the splattered blood stained the feathers that had not had time to dissipate, and patches of bright blood feathers fell in the void.

The burly savage kept swinging his chains, standing motionless, the space around him as if forbidden.

Margaret did not continue to attack or dodge, but tore a strip of cloth from her body to simply wrap the wound on her shoulder.

Because she knew that this strong and dangerous barbarian was dead, and after being enslaved by his soul, his life and death were completely tied to the thoughts of the master, and when Margaret used the scythe of death to slash the soul of the target, his soul would not survive and would go with it.

So a barbarian, so strong that Margaret would not want to confront it head-on, lost his soul and died in this cage of death.

"This shit!"

The faces of the wizards of the Soul Mystery House were ugly, but they didn't expect that with two more blessings, Margaret still took away this inevitable victory.