The energy of the wizarding world is not under Luca's control, and his fingertips only carry a very small amount of magic power, which is not a flow of magic power, just a faint magic breath.

Luka was happy in his heart, then took a deep breath, controlled the magic aura, and drew the first line of the circle on the ground.

The floor of the hall was covered with gray mist, but with the slight swing of Luca's left hand, where the magical aura passed, the thick fog dispersed to both sides, and even if others could not see the silver light of the flash of magical energy, they could see the pattern formed by the thick fog avoidance.

As the first stroke neared its end, Luka's fingers retracted slightly, and the magical aura turned in a very angular turn, and began to trace the second stroke.

In the middle of this moment, the aura of magic that was still there suddenly grew, and a cloud of energy around it was attracted by it, entwined and fused together. Although it was still much weaker than the divine power of Hall on the other side, the silver energy controlled by Lukka could at least be called a magic flow now.

Soon, the tiny flow of magic ushered in the next turn. With each twist on it, more magical energy joins in. By the time the circle was halfway complete, it was already on par with the flow of magic on Lukka's right hand, channeling the icy orb.

Hall couldn't see the energy of the wizarding world, and could only judge from the patterns on the ground that Lukka was doing something he hadn't seen and couldn't understand.

Even if he wanted to stop it, he didn't know which direction to exert his force in the absence of the flow of mana, so he could only throw all his strength into the ice orb in front of Luka. As long as the caster himself is damaged, he can't concentrate on guiding the circle again, and this truth, Hale still understands.

Lukka was now focused on two things, and the flow of mana had already been circulating in the circle where the ice orb was cast, and he didn't need to put too much energy into it, and he was fully focused on the giant circle on the ground. When the opponent's strength suddenly increased, the orb moved in his direction again.

At this time, even if he threw himself into the magic orb, he could only buy a few more minutes, and Lukka simply used the most basic energy to maintain the spell in his right hand and pay more attention to the magic circle on the ground.

The Ice Orb was almost touching the tip of his nose, and the hair on his forehead had been frozen by the cold breath, and a layer of white frost flowers hung on it!

It was then that Luka's circle was finally completed.

The flow of mana pulsed in the circle, flowing rapidly, channeling the energy around it that had not had time to join into the middle of the circle. Unlike Selva's original, the magical energy circulates in the circle a few times and is not sent back to the wizarding world, but is instead channeled into his spiritual starry sky using Luca's altered circuit.

Lukka was a little worried, he didn't know if his spiritual starry sky could carry such a large amount of energy, and it was also a question of whether the magic power he had absorbed before and the current energy could get along, but he had no other choice.

Soon, he found that his worries were unnecessary, the energy of the magic world and his own power were of the same origin, not only did not cause an impact on the spiritual starry sky, but instead helped him stabilize the mana pool that seemed to be shaky because the magic power was about to run out.

Then, like the power of illusion, this energy hibernated directly north of the spiritual starry sky, which was the direction of all the constellations of the Plastic Energy System.

Lukka was slightly disappointed, but after thinking about it, it was probably because his right hand was guiding a plastic energy spell, so the magic circle drawn with his left hand could only attract the energy of the plastic energy system.

That's enough!!" He looked up, and the rapidly spinning ice orb in front of him suddenly stopped spinning, and then flew towards the opposite side instead.

Hale was surprised, he used his newfound divine power to the extreme, but he still couldn't slow down the speed of the puck returning to him.

"You can't fight the power of the Void!" he screamed.

"I may not be able to beat the Void, but you," Lukka said, his hand moving without stopping, "I'm afraid it's not as powerful as you think." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the Ice Orb had reached the end and slammed into Hale's right hand, which had just been installed on his chest.

That hand immediately froze into a lump of ice, and then it was hit by dozens of ice arrows that erupted, turning into countless pieces of broken ice and scattered on the ground.

Hall screamed, but didn't fall.

All over his body, the place where he has the greatest strength should be the tentacle of the gray mist of the Void on his right shoulder. He used his tentacles to block his chest, trying to fend off Luka's attacks.

As soon as the soft tentacles touched the Ice Magic Ball, they were immediately frozen and stiff, without the support of bones, and the state was even worse than the hand just now, and it was broken into ice slag that was more completely broken.

"Void one, my lord, you give it to me again-" The latter words, before Hale could finish speaking, were also frozen in the air.

Lukka held the Amethyst Staff and gasped, even with the help of the Shaping Power from the Wizarding World, he was almost unsteady on his feet at the moment.

"Dead, aren't you?" he asked, turning back to Crete.

A piece of ice slag that had belonged to Hall a few minutes ago was obscured by the gray fog close to the ground, and it was completely unclear from Luka's distance, but he didn't want to go over to check it.

"Dead. Crete replied, rubbing his glasses.

Phil took a few curious steps forward, immediately lifted his foot, turned and took a handkerchief from Linde's pocket, and wiped it desperately on the soles of his shoes.

"Surely dead! The ice has melted. He almost threw up, "What a part of this, slimy!"

"I don't understand!" Lukka didn't relax, "It's all up to this, and the Void didn't even help him anymore?

"That's a divine messenger......" Phil corrected immediately, but no one paid any attention.

"To the nihilistic, the value of an oracle is probably not very high. Crete said, "Now that the three main gods are under his control, it should be easy to recruit some oracles." ”

"So, this guy was just a small character? I thought he was the Chosen One or something!" Lukka was slightly disappointed, his opponent's value plummeted, and even his victory became cheap.

Crete put the extra cracked glasses back on his face and said slowly, "That's not it, before he was abandoned, I believe he was the only and most important oracle in the sea world. It's just that tonight, he's disappointed the Void too much. ”

"yes, I didn't know where the switch stone was, so the passage didn't open, and it didn't stop me from absorbing the energy of the wizarding world. If I were a nihilist, I would like to change to a magic stick!" Lukka said as he braced himself with his amethyst staff. [.]