Bullets are always the most threatening when they are not fired.

The same goes for spells.

The incantations contained in the Dharma book, the state of not being triggered, can best enable both sides of the conflict to maintain a certain degree of calm and restraint. Zheng Qing needed to keep a little calm with the two dark wizards opposite, and he also needed to restrain his urge to get his blood surging up.

Because he's not alone now.

Beside him was a little white cat that had lost its mana and barely had much ability to protect itself. He had to find a way to get out safely with the little white cat - to rush straight to a duel with two dark wizards who didn't know the depths, and it was not in the consideration of the young public scholarship student.

First, most of the school life has gradually taught him the cautious and cautious style of wizards, and he must not take risks if he is not fully prepared, and second, at the moment, he does not have much means to deal with the two dark wizards.

The most powerful talisman was stuffed into his head by the gentleman, and the familiar magic book was forced to be stuffed in the deepest part of the gray cloth bag for similar reasons, but there were a few talismans, but there was no proper chance to release them.

As for the Dharma book borrowed from the library, due to quality and edition issues, it could only hold five spells.

Tomorrow is Monday, in order to get up on time, he recorded a wake-up mantra early 'Eight Luan Qiangqiang, the emperor's corpse is loaded'; when he needs to wash clothes at night, he recorded in advance a mantra 'Thin dirt my privacy, thin Huan my clothes'; in order to prevent going back to the dormitory too late and being locked outside, he recorded a door opening spell 'Under the Heng Gate, the door is defenseless' - the last spell was just when he was in the Gini Hut, Zheng Qing recorded it while Jiang Yu was chatting with Senior Sister Colma. To do this, he erased a soft-legged spell.

There are two empty slots left, one belonging to the all-powerful bondage spell, and the other belonging to the 'Walking Grace', which is known as the coma curse.

Therefore, at the moment, Zheng Qing is actually using two control magic to stalemate with two dangerous dark wizards.

Zheng Qing had never felt that he would be so passive.

He secretly swore in his heart that the next time he left the school, he would definitely erase the miscellaneous spells from the law book and pre-record a series of spells with enough deterrent power.

As for the present.

There can be no more stalemate like this.

The boy took a deep breath.

The little white cat at his feet sighed heavily, flicked its tail, and pumped his ankle, as if complaining about how the boy next to him could be so sluggish.

"Why is he still standing?"

"I don't know...... Will it expire?"

"It doesn't make sense, I just matched ...... the day before yesterday"

"Maybe it's because of that gust of wind just now?"

The whispers of two dark wizards came from not far away, Zheng Qing had a bad feeling in his heart, and took a few steps back, the tip of his tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, and he drew a cross, and the breath on the tip of his nose suddenly became clear.

Then he finally got a hint of sweetness in the air.

But it was too late, when he took two steps back hastily, the effect of the long-accumulated drug finally exploded, and the young public student flashed a few strings of gold stars in front of his eyes, his legs weakened, and he simply fell to the ground neatly.

The little white cat held her breath early because she had noticed the abnormality before him, so when Zheng Qing fell to the ground, she still had the strength to jump on the wizard's head, step on his ear, and bravely roar at the two dark wizards.

But that's not all.

"Whew...... Finally poured. I almost thought I had been tricked by the wandering bastards!"

"Are you going to strip them naked?"

"Wait, let him lie down a little longer...... You first put away the talisman and law book that the girl on the ground dropped, and you must make a move tonight. The boy was using rags, but it was worth some gold. ”

"What about people, what about people?"

"Draw some blood, and we'll keep it for them for a while. Let them make a pact of silence...... The old rules...... You can't make the school too angry, and you can't let these two little guys get away with it easily. ”

"I think it's okay for them to pay five silver horns a month for 'blood management fees'. ”

"The things that the girl uses are quite expensive, they can't be cheap, they need a golden bean every month, and a school special talisman or magic potion!"

"It's a shame...... If only we were the Greyback brothers. This tender little wizard is worth a lot of money in New World. Even here, there are a lot of parts for men to sell, and there are good places for women...... Hey. ”

The obscene laughter of the dark wizard was heard in his ears, and the young man fell to the ground struggling in vain.

It's a pity that at this moment, his mouth is crooked, his eyes are slanted, and his hands and feet are paralyzed, like a puddle of mud. In addition to his normal thinking and the ability to spin his two eyes, he can't even move a little finger.

Even so, the two dark wizards were still cautious, and did not rush up to pick up the two young wizards at the first time, and after a few minutes, the short wizard went up alone and tried to get close to Zheng Qing who was lying on the ground.

"Boom!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The short wizard stepped on the rune paper that Zheng Qing had quietly left on the ground before, only to see a flash of red light, and five fiery fireballs appeared out of thin air, surrounding the short wizard's body, turning around a few times, and exploding.

This is a new rune paper that Zheng Qing has researched by combining the five fireball spells and explosive talismans, which is very powerful, and can summon five large fireballs in an instant, and explode at will.

Before the joy in Zheng Qing's eyes rose, he saw the little man in the fireball explosion shatter with a bang, turning into a puff of charred black paper, and falling to the ground one after another.

Not far away, the figure of the short wizard reemerged from the darkness.

There was not the slightest anger or anger on his face, as if he had just accidentally broken his foot, and still walked towards Zheng Qing with his ridiculous duck steps. The shorter companion didn't even take his attention to this side slightly, still squatting on the ground, carefully checking the magic items that Jiang Yu had scattered before.

Zheng Qing did not give up struggling.

He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and focused all his attention on the blue-gray box in his mind—although his hands, feet, mouth, and tongue were numb, he still had a head and a clear consciousness!

'Please!'

The young scholar prayed secretly, and desperately turned his only thoughts, sketching in his mind little by little the details of the Colt python—the barrel, the wheel, the firing pin, the firing pin spring, the hammer spring, the trigger, the handle, the scope, and the tiny runes and formations attached to the gun, and most importantly, the runes.

Perhaps because he only had his mind to turn at the moment, he was extremely focused, and this time the process of sketching the talisman gun in his mind was very smooth.

When the short wizard walked up to the young wizard with stiff steps, a dull-colored, blue-colored talisman spear had already appeared in Zheng Qing's mind.

"Squeak. ”

A clear opening sound sounded in Zheng Qing's ears, and the lid of the blue-gray box in his mind opened a thin slit.

The short wizard bent down and took the white kitten's top flower skin, and threw her a few paces away—the little white cat had just tried to bite his finger—and reached for the gray cloth bag around the wizard's waist.

The moment his fingertips touched the gray cloth bag, the dark wizard's body suddenly stiffened in place.

"Grass!"

He cursed a word under his breath.

A talisman gun silently appeared behind his head, unwielded, floating out of thin air.

The cold barrel was firmly attached to the back of his head.

"Click. ”

This is the sound of the magazine turning and the bolt opening.