Barrow hovered in the air, his eyes glowing scarlet, almost like those of blackened beasts.

The black-robed man sitting on the throne of bones had a face shrouded in a thick black mist, and Shewin and Helena couldn't see his face at all. But in that black mist, there seemed to be a sense of contempt and mockery clearly conveyed from his face.

The man looked at the still struggling bloody man Barrow with disdain, and was about to assimilate him completely!

Suddenly, a scimitar that was not large enough for snakes pierced through the barrier and flew straight in front of Barrow.

The moment the scimitar flew to his side, Barrow's eyes seemed to regain some clarity, allowing the scarlet light to fade for a moment.

Then, he struggled to grasp the hilt of the scimitar and slashed at the being seated on the throne.

"Huh."

There was a cold, indifferent laugh from the throne.

The man only raised his dry palm slightly, and the scimitar in Barrow's hand trembled wildly involuntarily, as if it was about to come out.

In such a violent trembling, Barrow could not control it at all, and therefore could not attack the figure on the throne.

The dry palm didn't let Barrow think about it at all, and then shook it gently.

As the hand clenched into a dry fist, the knife in Barrow's hand suddenly stopped shaking. It was as if it had been liberated, and a soft white light lingered around it, becoming more illusory and indescribable, just as Helena dissolved the state of her soul at the moment when her obsession was resolved.

However, this time, time was stopped without Xiwen by his side, and the scimitar that had accompanied Barrow for thousands of years and was forged by one of the founders of Hogwarts was soon completely dissolved into points of light, and finally disappeared and went to another dimension.

Barrow watched in horror as the scimitar in his hand was forcibly dispersed, his eyes completely lost his fighting spirit, and the scarlet light in his child's hole became more and more obvious, as if it was about to occupy what little clarity he had left.

At this moment, a pure white light shone in the forest, illuminating this gloomy space—

It's a spell from Kama Taj, the Light of Nevaron! It is a mysterious light that evolved from a sea of light called Nevaron in the previous universe of Xiwen, and has the effect of driving away darkness and reversing illusions.

Shivin had used a weakened version of the Light of Nevalon as a simple illumination spell in Nagini's Serpent's Cave, and the version at that time had already produced an extremely bright light.

Today, the Light of Nevaron is a complete and non-simplified version, a pure white and bright light that disperses a large amount of black mist and dark energy around it, bringing rare light to the forest.

Taking this opportunity, the red glow in Barrow's eyes briefly faded again, which made him temporarily gain some sanity and look back at the figure that suddenly appeared behind him.

I saw the transparent figure of a black-haired black boy suspended in the dense forest, and there were two golden arcane circles of light on his wrists that kept rotating.

Dressed in a quaint white robe, this figure resembles not a wizard, but rather a traveler in an exotic land.

Barrow's expression did not become relaxed when he saw this figure, but he shouted with a questioning expression:

"Strange, why did you save me?!"

"You're thinking too much, I'm not here to save you." Xiwen sneered and said in a spurt. Then he looked at the figure on the throne of bones, and his expression became very solemn. "I did it for the sake of this Demon God."

Helena also showed her figure beside Xiwen, and said coldly to Barrow, "You can go, don't drag us back here." ”

"I'm ......" Barrow's expression became excited for a moment when he saw Helena, but after hearing her words, he became lonely again, and finally didn't say anything.

But Barrow didn't leave the forest either, not knowing what was waiting for.

"It's kind of interesting." Suddenly, the being seated on the throne of bones spoke. "It was able to restrain my ability to a certain extent."

His voice is not as hoarse and gloomy as Xiwen imagined, but a very magnetic male voice, with some textured bubbles.

Hearing the words in that man's mouth, Xiwen solemnly asked, "Are you the demon god who wants to invade the earth?" ”

"Oh? You even know that. The demon god said with interest. So you're here to stop me? ”

His face was obscured by a thick black mist, which not even the light of Nevaronian could dispel. On his shrouded countenance, only a pair of eyes had red light shining through the black mist, exuding a cold aura.

Xiwen silently opened his all-seeing eyes, carefully examining the energy fluctuations all over his body, ready to fight or run away at any time.

Immediately, Xiwen breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"You're not a real demon god, at least not his real body." Xiwen said in a deep voice. "Your aura is nowhere near as powerful as the demon gods I know. So I'm guessing you're just a projection or an incarnation of the Demon God. In this case, you haven't really broken free from that seal, right? ”

"You're right! I really didn't have time to break free from the seal, and now I'm just using the negative emotions of the current world to project a projection into this world to facilitate my actions. The demon god did not refute Xiwen's words, but his tone quietly became cold, and he said in a cold voice. But who says one projection can't solve you ants? ”

"You know so many secrets, naturally I can't keep you alive in the world!"

The moment the words fell, the demon god on the Bone Throne suddenly moved!

With a sudden wave of his hand, a dark black curtain swept towards Sywin from the throne. As the curtain drew closer, both Shewin and Helena felt the magic around them feel like they didn't listen.

"Damn, it's this dark enchantment that suppresses the flow of magic again!" Shiwen gritted his teeth in hatred, then turned to Helena and shouted. "Helena, use the mirror space I taught you!"

As early as after getting the details of the Demon God's spell from the second black wizard with dark circles under his eyes, Xiwen has been studying how to deal with it all the time, and the mirror space is one of the ways that Xiwen envisioned to deal with this enchantment.

Helena nodded heavily, and her two slender hands slowly pushed forward.

Then, on the Ravenclaw crown she wore on her head, the precious blue gem shone brightly, and brought a huge and heavy magical power into Helena's hands, infusing it into a ripple like countless broken mirrors, surging in the direction of the black curtain.

The black curtain and the transparent broken mirror ripples collided silently, and the two suddenly froze with each other.

The Demon God on the Throne of Bones let out a soft "huh", as if he was amazed at this power that could compete with his enchantment.

Then he waved his hand again, and more black curtains erupted from behind the throne, joining the power of the enchantment that was confronting the mirror ripples.

The balance of the battle situation was suddenly broken, and the mirror space quickly retreated towards Xiwen and Helena!

"Stephen, hurry up, I can't hold out here for long!" Helena said eagerly to Xiwen.

At this time, Xiwen was not idle, he had already silently recited a long list of obscure incantations. Then, the ring of Raggador on his right wrist turned gray-black with an evil aura.

As Helena's voice fell, Xiwen suddenly opened his eyes and pointed at the curtain with his right hand surrounded by a gray-black aura.

The next moment, the large black curtain quietly stopped, which made the mirror space once again have the momentum to move forward.

This scene even surprised the Demon God sitting on the Bone Throne, and for the first time turned his head to look at the location of the collision between the two enchantments.

Then, he got up from his seat and walked slowly in the direction of Xiwen.

"I didn't expect you to be able to influence my dark enchantment. Are you also a descendant of my former believers? The face of the demon god hidden in the black mist showed a little curiosity, and silently stretched out a dry hand to Xiwen, as if he wanted to hook some power in his body.

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Only then was Xiwen able to appreciate the full picture of this demon god.

The face shrouded in black mist, a black robe, and countless skulls entangled near the hem of the robe, these skulls wailed and rolled, as if they wanted to drag the demon god into hell, but it didn't affect it at all.

A dark black cloak fluttered behind his back, and behind the cloak a shadow of a sickle loomed, exuding an oppressive and heavy aura.

The demon god walked in front of the junction of the dark enchantment and the power of the mirror space, stretched out his dry palm to Xiwen, and silently sensed Xiwen's power.

However, his palm reached into the air and then put it down, and then he said to himself, "No, no...... You're just a soul, and there's no room for my power. ”

"So that means you're able to borrow or mimic this energy from somewhere, right?" The demon god let out a magnetic laugh and asked curiously.

Hearing the Demon God's speculation, Xiwen fell silent.

The Demon God was not mistaken, although Xiwen had deduced some of the ways to use this dark enchantment through Sukarno's notes, but he had no corresponding energy source, so it was difficult to truly control it.

The reason why he was able to stop the movement of those black curtains this time was because Xiwen borrowed the energy of the demon gods of other dimensions. The demon god he connected to had a similar type of ability and form of energy to the one in front of him, so he could barely use this energy to affect the movement of the Dark Enchantment.

The demon god in front of him saw that Xiwen was silent, and he also laughed out loud.

Then, he removed the scythe from behind his cloak and slashed at Xiwenxu.

In an instant, a purple-black blade of light shot out from where the scythe swung it, and in an instant, it cracked in half the ripples of the mirror space that were slowly moving forward, and then slashed at Xiwen and Helena unabatedly.

Shewin felt the pressure on him. The energy in this blade of light could be completely aimed at the soul, and he deeply felt that if he was touched by it, the entire soul body might be seriously injured!

However, its speed was too fast, and it was difficult for the soul form, which was not sensitive enough, to dodge it. What's more, with Helena next to Xiwen, it is even more unlikely that he will abandon her and hide to the side by himself.

It seems that this demon god's light blade can only be hardened!

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