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What exactly is magic? Different people tend to have different answers to these questions, and for Wesley, improving on the path of magic is the only way to get him closer to the others. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Magic Academy is really an excellent place for cultivation, here, not only is the recovery of mana much faster than other places, but the improvement of oneself after the mana is exhausted is even more "visible to the naked eye". If the group is not cultivating inside the school park during this time, but outside, then, even if they put in more effort, it is still impossible for them to achieve the current entry.

-- But does all of this really make sense?

Wesley's "forever" positive mood had been clouded by the previous experience of facing the shadows with Troy, Simon, and others, and now, after witnessing the tragic death of his companion and trying his best to think of the "win"-"live" method, a strange thought came to his mind.

However, now is not the time to think about that, the only way to fight at this moment is to win! If you can't take advantage of the enemy's slack to knock him down in one fell swoop, then the remaining three people on your side will all die here!

- I'm not going to die here!

With such a sentence firmly in his mouth, Wesley did not hesitate to prepare for the release of the second spell the next moment the Pang Fireball Technique came out of his hand. Compared to the anger over the death of their companions that had appeared in Kamui and Kahlo, some of the emaciated mages had unexpectedly more of a strong desire to survive in their minds.

"Crackle!"

His actions are always faster than his thoughts, and after the blazing fireball, Wesley's second spell of choice is the Thunder Blade, a more well-known and powerful mid-tier magic spell of the Thunder Elemental with similar power and more stability.

“...... To Hallie...... Come on!!"

There were a number of reasons why Wesley chose this move, the most important of which was probably that Camui, who had finally picked himself up after receiving his own reminder, also chose this move.

Swords are more cathartic than magic to vent human anger, and the reason why Kamyi, who recalls the anger that makes his whole body boil, chose the "Thunder Light Blade" is also clear at a glance, in addition to the fast formation speed of this move, the "virtual" knife swing touch will also make his anger better transformed into power.

"Bang!"

The churning and roaring huge fireball "hit the bull's-eye" impartially, perhaps because Carlo's hateful "weakening enchantment" was too powerful and directly fixed the assassin in place, in short, the Pang fireball technique, which was not too fast, blew the masked man's body away from the spot, and caused the black suit to ignite a bright flame.

"Whoosh-"

As friends from childhood to adulthood, half talented, half acquired, Wesley and Camui's magical nature has been harmonized to a considerable extent, and the two of them almost at the same moment swung the thunder blade in the air to weave brilliant light and shadow, and soon after flying out, they pulled each other into a huge light blade large enough to be a person high, and rushed towards the assassin who was struck upside down by the power of the huge fireball.

This is when the mutation took place.

"Ah...... What a beautiful temperature, ahhh...... But it didn't work......"

The mouth covered by the black cloth muttered almost inaudible sounds, and his body was still in the air, and the assassin of the "Great Thunder Light Blade" who was unable to take the "magic condensation" phenomenon no matter how he looked at it put on a crazy smile.

It wasn't that he couldn't dodge Wesley's fireball spell, Carlo's enchantment magic was very effective, but at most it could slow his movements by thirty percent, and even if there was only seventy percent left, the assassin's speed was enough to avoid "any" magic cast by Wesley and the others.

In terms of talent, inheritance, hard work, and skill, this assassin was far superior to Wesley and the others, and the reason why he didn't dodge the Pang Fireball Technique was simple, but this reason could only make people more surprised by his madness.

He's "trying to make a move".

Yes, strictly speaking, the Assassin just didn't dodge the Pang Fireball Technique, but that didn't mean he didn't do anything and used his body to resist the huge fireball.

Unnoticed by Wesley and the others, the same young as the three of them, and perhaps even the Assassins, had only done one thing, and that was to swing their daggers at extraordinary speed at the moment when the fireball approached.

As a result, Pang's fireball technique exploded "early", and he seemed to be seriously injured by the momentum of the explosion, but in fact, except for the heat of the fire element, which brought him a little "pleasure" - not "discomfort" - he did not suffer anything that could be called "injury" at all.

According to the Assassin "Master", this technique of "destroying magical functions" is not too difficult to master, and any skilled warrior can basically grasp it.

"Uhhh

The cold dagger reflected a dazzling brilliance under the bright moon, and after the top-down trajectory was waved, what appeared in front of Wesley and the others was a completely incomprehensible scene:

Magic, cut off.

The flames burned in the movement vanished without a trace, and the light slash from top to bottom blurred the hustle and bustle of magic re-divided into "two", and two dim half-moon magic blades slashed past the dagger-wielding assassin who landed heavily, and then continued to travel a meter before re-dispersing into the magic element of thunder.

The attack was defused, in a way that Wesleyan and the others simply couldn't have understood.

However, more surprising things are yet to come. After disintegrating the blade of magic with the blade of the entity, the aura that had been converging suddenly magnified dozens of times, and the blazing murderous aura even caused Wesley and Camui, who were close to him, to hallucinate in an instant.

It was a path paved with countless blood and bones.

- Oops!

The momentary loss of consciousness was an irreparable mistake, and the strong will to survive made Wesley wake up earlier than Camui, and just as he returned to reality in a trance, a dark shadow had passed by him like a wind, and he did not forget to leave a mocking sentence in his ear:

"It's too late. ”

- Too late?

His mind had not yet completely recovered from the cruel environment, and Wesley, who could only repeat the sentence to the side in a daze, heard the next thing - the screams that resounded around him.