"Huh?" The Holy Order Magician was startled by Gerat's words, and said what did he say, "Spirit Object? Do you think it's a big deal?" Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Isn't there a spirit? In that case, then you can admit defeat! I'm not in a good mood at the moment, and I don't want to do it!" Geralt said with a sigh.

"What a big breath! Even a high-level magician would dare to say such a thing to me! I'm a disciple of the Rain Envoy!" said Fesley, proud of his teacher!

"Disciple of the Rain Envoy, it's kind of interesting, then, let me see how much the Rain Envoy has taught you!" Geralt sneered.

"Humph!" Fessley snorted.

"Heavy rain!" Fisley shouted.

It began to rain from the sky, and this rain only fell in the ring where Geralt was, and it could be seen that Fesley had a strong control over magic.

"It's heavy water! That civilian is dead!"

"It seems that Lord Fesley takes this civilian very seriously!"

"Every drop of water in the heavy rain weighs a thousand catties, and every drop of rain weighs a drop, overlapping together, how much more than a thousand catties!"

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"Is that what it takes?" said Geralt, sneering.

Drop by drop, the rain fell on Geralt's body, and Geralt's body seemed to be carrying several mountains on his back, and his feet were already embedded in the ground.

For Gerat, however, there was nothing at all.

Much weaker than the Rain's magic.

"Hmph! Killing Rain!" Fessley snorted.

It was very unpleasant for Gerat's contempt.

The rain began to change, no longer so heavy, but full of murderous aura, as if it was about to kill Geralt.

The weight of the murderous aura began to take shape, and the rain turned into a sharp blade, cutting at Gerat's body.

It's just that Geralt's body is at the level of an S-level demonic beast, and Geralt's body, endurance, and recovery power transformed by the blood of the dragon are stronger than ordinary S-level demonic beasts.

The rain only left a faint white mark on Gerat's body, and it couldn't hurt Geralt at all.

"You're much weaker than the Rainman. Geralt shook his head, seemingly losing interest in Fisley.

"Hmph, the name of the teacher is also worthy of you as a lowly person?" said Fesley.

"Oh?" said Geralt with a wicked laugh.

I saw Geralt come to Fisley's side at great speed, and punched out, and the fist carried the power of destruction!

"Who is the lowly one?"

Geralt slammed his fist into Fesley's chest, the power of destruction destroying life, Fisley couldn't even do elementalization, and he was still consuming life with this power of destruction.

"The rain envoy can't help me! you really think you're a character, dare you provoke me?" Geralt sneered.

Then another punch came out, and it hit Fesley again.

Fisley spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Do you really think you're a human being? a lowly civilian? garbage, you can't even win against a lowly civilian like me now!" Geralt sneered, and the chaotic fists were bombarding Fesley, each punch had a destructive power, and it was always annihilating Fesley's vitality, Geralt was also angry at the moment, Fesley, dangerous.

"Drink!" Geralt slammed Fisley to the ground and stomped on Fesley's face.

"Now, you're being trampled on the ground by a lowly civilian like me!" Geralt laughed slowly, his foot grinding over Fisley's face.

Fesley screamed in pain, and felt even more embarrassed.

I'm a disciple of the Rain Envoy!

How dare you do this to yourself?

Isn't it possible to be afraid of the rain?

No, Geralt just said that the Rain Envoy couldn't help him?

"How can you be my teacher's opponent!, how dare you slander my teacher!" said Fisley, though he was stepped on by Geralt, but he still didn't give up.

It seems that he thinks that the strength of the rain envoy is not at all what Geralt said.

"Heh, the rain envoy is really strong, it's just that he can't beat me!" Geralt sneered.

At this moment, Geralt slowly lost interest.

Directly grabbed Fesley with one hand, and a holy light magic was instantly formed, directly engraved on Fisley's body, and Fesley couldn't move directly.

"What have you done to me?" said Fisley, angry, fearing Geralt, who was no longer too strong to defeat.

"Heh!Destruction Magic: Black Thunder Destroys the World!" exclaimed Geralt.

It's been a long time since I've seen Geralt's Black Thunder of Destruction, and I miss it very much.

"Shh

"Go!" shouted Geralt.

The black thunder descended directly on Fesley's body, and Fisley was a target at the moment, and a target that could not move.

Gerat's Black Thunder was all accepted by him.

"Ahh

Fesley was swam by the black thunder on his body, screaming, the pain that this thunder brought to Fesley, must be very...

Not only that, but the black thunder, at this moment, is about to explode on Fisley's body, and the power of destruction is full of Faisley's body, which is surprising.

"No!" said Fisley.

However, magic doesn't reason with you and explodes.

The black lightning was slowly disappearing.

Fesley was also scorched by Gerat's black thunder, and if he hadn't been sanctified, he would have died.

"What's wrong? still don't admit defeat?" Geralt sneered.

Fisley was standing in the ring, seemingly unconscious.

"Since you don't admit defeat, then let me, a lowly civilian, continue to learn your strength!" Geralt sneered.

A botanical magic was cast directly, and a rattan whip appeared in Geralt's hand, whipping Faisley's flesh directly.

At this moment, Geralt seems to be demonized, and even Fisley doesn't let go...

"Kill this civilian!"

"How can you do this to Lord Fisley!"

"No!"

Others were talking.

"Don't throw in the towel, it's time!" Gerart laughed.

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