Philip and Miranda's faces changed at the same time, Lord Lobit felt a powerful force rushing towards him, turned his head to see, it seemed that a black light was shooting towards him, the wooden boxes stacked on the ground were overturned to both sides, some rare standard steel knives and the blood bags that the blood clan fought for just now were scattered out, like a pile of worthless garbage.

Philip hurriedly switched the switch in his hand, switching the frequency of magical energy to space magic, a teleportation technique, and Philip appeared on a box more than ten meters away from his original location.

The black light slammed into where Philip had been standing, and the surrounding objects were shaken up by the massive volley of impact, sending up large clouds of dust.

Waiting for everything to dissipate, a young-looking figure appeared in the center of the shock, with two sharp sword eyebrows and fluttering sideburns, and a face that was so pale that it was not like a normal person, looking quite strangely handsome.

The handsome young man smiled gracefully at Miranda, "Ms. Miranda, this gangster didn't hurt you, did he?"

For the enemy did not suspect Miranda, Philip was a little relieved for some reason, and from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want Miranda to be implicated because of himself.

Miranda also knew that in this case, it was good for herself and Philip to protect herself, and the deacons smiled at the young man: "Thank you Lord Carcassonne for your concern, you arrived before he could hurt me, the Grand Duke-level blood clan is powerful." ”

After saying that, Miranda also glanced at Philip deeply, she just said that she deliberately revealed two pieces of information. The person who came was Carcassonne, who was of the Grand Duke-level bloodline.

In the face of such an enemy, Philip naturally did not dare to relax, gathered his spirit, and used the frequency conversion magic system on his body with all his strength to maximize the output of the magic crystal matrix.

A majestic magical coercion emanated from Philip's body, Miranda glanced at Philip with a little surprise, obviously his progress surprised Miranda, every step of the great magician is extremely difficult, I didn't expect Philip's strength to increase again.

Carcassonne was a little dismissive. Leng snorted. "Archmagician, it seems that you are Philip Rose, just right, solved you, all your troubles are solved. ”

Carcassonne is once again transformed into black light. Shoot at Philip. Look at this black mess. Philip knew that if he bumped into it, there would definitely be no good result, so he hurriedly launched the teleportation technique. Let yourself disappear again.

I can't keep up with you, but I have spatial magic to dodge.

Philip thought triumphantly.

Philip was overjoyed to see Carcassonne pounce on him, and there was nothing more detached than the enemy's deflatedness.

However, Philip soon turned serious again, activated the teleportation technique again, and left the place where he had just stood.

Carcassonne didn't stop for a moment, and after making a pounce, he immediately turned to the position where Philip reappeared, and the ghost knew how this guy could turn directly without inertia against the common sense of the human body.

By the way, he is not human, and he does not need to follow the common sense of the human body!

The battle turned into a one-sided situation, with Philip on the run and Carcassonne in pursuit.

Launching the teleportation technique again, Philip reached a dead end, and after a slight hesitation, Carcassonne would soon come to Lord Lobit, and with a punch, it hit Philip's chest, and the bloody blood spurted out, and Philip's body knocked over the wooden box behind him like a cannonball, and the whole person rolled on the ground.

The ribs seemed to be broken, and it hurt to touch the slightest touch, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, and Philip released several healing techniques on his body in a row to feel better.

Gritting his teeth, he got up from the ground, and the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan was looking at him with playful eyes, perhaps his own great magician seemed to him to be a toy to toss.

Philip was a warrior and a commander at the same time, and from a strategic point of view, his chances of victory were very small, especially in this place where the Hellas blood gathered, believing that it would not be long before he would be surrounded.

It is necessary to fight quickly, and to fight quickly against this Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, who is much stronger than himself.

Seeing Philip stand up again, Carcasson smiled and said in a sly manner: "Not bad, it's comparable to Xiaoqiang, see how many times I can trample you to death." ”

Arrogance is your only chance.

Philip wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "You have to be careful, don't be trampled to death by me, a little strongman." ”

Carcassonne was stunned for a moment, then he thrust his waist and laughed wildly, pointing at Philip and saying disdainfully: "Just you, even if a magister comes, you don't dare to talk like this in front of me, you ......"

It would be an exaggeration to say that the Magister couldn't beat Carcassonne, but in his opinion, Philip was just a great magician and a mortal man, and he was not afraid of being exposed if he said such a big thing.

Soon, however, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The magical pressure on the young man in front of him was constantly rising, and there seemed to be a faint trend of breaking through the transformation of the great mage to the mage.

Philip is forcibly improving the magic pressure on his body, using the hand of the void, Philip changed the wiring in the magic crystal matrix behind him, and changed all the original magic crystals into series magic crystals, which is equivalent to connecting the batteries in parallel in series, increasing the voltage and reducing the resistance.

Now, as the magic pressure on Philip continued to increase, Carcassonne finally became nervous, because the pressure brought to him by the person opposite could only be generated by the Magus.

Could it be that he was just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? In fact, he had been washing himself?

The hunter turned into prey, which was uncomfortable, and Carcassonne looked at Philip intently, ready to use all his strength to deal with the coming attack.

In the face of the Magister, it is definitely not a way to escape, Carcassonne can only wait for Philip to send out the magic and move his body quickly, if he just escapes, he can't see how the Great Magi attacks, and he will fall into passivity at the beginning.

The bright light with unrivaled magical power crushed towards Carcassonne, and the rolling heat wave almost knocked over the bricks on the floor, and the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan kicked the ground hard, and two large round pits suddenly appeared on the hard floor, and Carcassonne escaped from the range of magic attack with a speed that was almost invisible to the human eye.

The explosion, unsurprisingly, scattered like a puff of smoke and dust, making it impossible to see what was happening in front of them, and even Carcassonne had to block his eyes.

When the dust was a little lighter, the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan realized that he was already in ruins in front of him, blood mixed with sand-like sawdust covered the ground, and the long knife that was originally bright and shining with cold light was stained with disgusting stains scattered on the ground.

All the supplies that had been so hard to preserve were destroyed, and Carcassonne had been counting on the blood added with antiseptics to appease his blood clans, and the guest troops from the provinces were finally leaving, and at that time, the Afrikaner defenses were weak, and it was time to start a rebellion again.

However, all this was ruined by Philip, and in the warehouse, Philip's shadow was no longer visible, and he must have taken advantage of the chaos to escape.

Carcassonne's originally handsome face distorted, his facial features almost crumbled together, and a sharp voice pierced through the warehouse and pierced into the sky.

"Philip Rose! I won't let you go!!"

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At this time, Philip was not in much of a mood to appreciate his masterpiece, and using the last bit of energy, Philip flew out of the warehouse from the air hole in the ceiling, and continuously released the teleportation technique until the last trace of magic power was exhausted.

From time to time, sparks erupted behind Lord Lobit, the magic robes on his body turned fiery red, and the bright Orbidian meridians flashed under the clothes, like rivers formed by magma.

The high temperature on his body was unbearable, Philip hurriedly took off his magic robe, removed the connection between the magic crystal array and the arcane copper meridian behind him, and the rest of the farah crystals and magic energy clockwork were all thrown to the ground by him, as if they had a deep hatred with Philip.

In fact, it is also true, it is not a normal way for Philip to forcibly increase the magic pressure just now, according to Philip's ideal magic line of the magistenic, after having an energy source that can output the magic pressure of the magister, he must reconstruct the arcane copper meridian to pass through greater magical energy.

However, just now, Philip released all the magical energy stored in the magic crystal array at one time, just like the Three Gorges Dam filled with water opened the sluice gate to the maximum and released all the water at once.

The excess energy filled the Orconian Meridians, and the energy was converted into heat before it could be released, even if Philip had used the Ice Technique to cool it beforehand.

Looking at the magic robe that had burned on the ground, Philip was in pain, and the thin Orbonic Copper meridians melted together, turning into a large purple bump, and the ashes of his clothes were mixed in it, looking spotted, like a woman with pockmarks, extremely ugly.

The Orconian Copper Meridian has been destroyed, and it can only be smelted again, and it will not take a lot of time.

The wind was blowing in the sky, and in the middle of the night, the burning warehouses in the distance lit up half of the city of Africa, looking like dancing demons.

Philip picked up the cooled bronze block and walked quickly in the direction of the Governor's Palace, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness full of unknowns. (To be continued......)