Just when the King of Death burst out with powerful magic and rolled towards the exorcist like a wave of rage, Brown Knight crossed his arms in front of him, preventing him from hysterical and regardless of the gains and losses of the outburst to Hugo's body, at this time, although the Brown Knight was very worried that the young master was affected by the terrifying magic, but he couldn't help but quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

Normally, Peverell's sudden burst of strength with such a level of strength when he is seriously injured is obviously not sustainable, so when his anger is over, he will fall into a state of follow-up weakness, and then their master and servant have already bought the necessary time, and the black swan who looks equally angry will finish the rest of the matter, then they can get out of this fateful crisis, so the most important thing at this time is to save his life and try not to irritate the people who are in ' The 'Explosion' phase of the King of Death is the best policy!

In fact, Hugo also thinks this way, if he can let the black swan who has lost his master solve the big trouble in front of him, it is undoubtedly the right choice, but when he saw that the King of Death was desperate to get the scroll, I don't know why a very strong urge to stop this thing suddenly arose in his heart!

This impulse peaked as Peverell rushed through the center of the burst of energy to kill the exorcist, like a man roaring madly in his heart that he must stop the Lord of Death!

"Stop him, Uncle Brown, stop him!"

Suddenly! Hugo grabbed the Brown Knight's belt, and shouted desperately with eagerness, anxiety, and even a little trill, and his voice was even a little distorted, sharp like a cat with its tail stepped on!

The sudden change suddenly made the Brown Knight appear for a short period of astonishment, he didn't quite understand why the young master asked him to do this, but the long-term inertia made him have no time to think at all, subconsciously obeyed the young master's order, stretched up the muscles of his body and threw the broadsword in his hand with all his might, the broadsword made a scalp-numbing whistling sound in the air, and flew towards the erupting volcano-like target!

The moment the King of Death turned his head, he was about to mobilize the magic power on his body to let the damn ant taste his anger, but there was a sudden strong feeling of weakness on his possessed body, and the mobilization of magic power suddenly became sluggish, and the magic power that had already been consumed was finally no longer able to support and completely dissipate!

Peverell's eyes shrank suddenly! The state of extreme anger finally affected his control over himself, making him not pay attention to the violent consumption of his magic power and wanted to forcibly cast the spell, which led to the backlash of mana, and the consequence of the backlash was not only that he could not release the spell according to his own will, but also made the cursed body have a tendency to collapse! And this tendency made his body start to get out of control, so that he couldn't do anything else, he could only watch the ant attack him but there was nothing he could do!

The long sword broke through the space and plunged into the heart in the chest without hindrance, which was a fatal blow to any kind of person, and the moment he was hit, Peverell suddenly calmed down, and his distorted face suddenly returned to normal, as if the anger just now was a ridiculous illusion!

Black tendrils grew out of John Bacon's whole body frantically, this time even his head was not spared, the sudden damage finally made the curse hidden in the puppet body begin to burst out irrepressibly, when these black roots spread to this extent, it is no longer a task for the Lord of Death who is in a state of possession to suppress them!

The power of the curse has begun to fully take over the broken body, and the Lord of Death possessed by this puppet has basically lost control of John's body, and at this time Peverell is in a very peculiar state, he has always used a strategy of total resistance to deal with this terrible curse according to his own experience, he knows how strange and powerful this curse is, and he is determined not to be infected by it.

But at this time, Peverell suddenly felt a throbbing that he had not thought of at all appearing in the depths of his soul, which made him have an indescribable feeling and experience, and even a kind of realization that he couldn't tell what it was!

Peverell stared at the half-giant who was still throwing in the distance, and Hugo, who was hiding behind him and peeking at him with half of his head exposed, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart, as if this frustration at this time was destined to be experienced, it would never be smooth sailing to open a new path, and there were always all kinds of obstacles coming to him one after another, waiting to be conquered by him!

'Perhaps... Or maybe the biggest takeaway from this plan wasn't the parchment he had been obsessed with!"

Hugo hid behind the Brown Knight, vigilantly looking at the King of Death wrapped in black roots in the distance, and then he suddenly stared at Hugo and the Brown Knight and showed an extremely strange look, this kind of look did not even have the hatred that Hugo imagined, after all, they had ruined Peverell's carefully planned plan, and it was really normal for him to show a hateful expression.

But the weirdness is here! The eyes of the King of Death revealed a very elusive look, it seemed to be very complicated, and it seemed to be very simple, this kind of unknown look really scared Hugo! He couldn't understand what happened to this top dark wizard at this time?

'Isn't he crazy too?' Two guys went crazy in front of him in one day, wouldn't he?'

No matter what happened to him, anyway, the unknown expression and reaction of the King of Death made Hugo's heart very uncomfortable! and even faintly afraid! What should I do at this time?

Made! Kill him!!

Hugo stretched out his wand and pointed at Peverell from afar, the experience and insights summarized in his heart during this time flowed in an instant, and the magic power inside his body was smoothly mobilized according to the way he had practiced before, converging into the wand that was carefully maintained and wiped in his hand, and then the wand began to communicate with the magic in the air through a unique swing way, and at the same time chanted the name of the spell aloud!

Meteors fly!!

A bright light suddenly lit up from the tip of the wand, and then in an instant, a brilliant white light with the thickness of a little finger was pulled out of the air, and it dragged a long white tail flame, leaving a beautiful trace in the air, and it was fleeting, never stopping, and shot straight into the center of John Bacon's eyebrows!

There was a muffled sound of 'bump', and the head with two faces exploded like a watermelon concentrated by bullets!