"Dance, are you being funny?"

Spike laughed and looked at me like a fool.

I said, "Yes, it's dancing, and if you let me finish a dance, I'll fight you."

"Okay, then you can jump, but don't play tricks."

I chuckled, lifted my footsteps, and immediately began to dance the thunder dance that Master Gandalf had taught me.

I didn't use a wand, let alone a more powerful staff.

Whispering a spell in my mouth, I watched Spike's every move as I cast the spell.

He watched my gaze grow alert, noticing the dark clouds converging above me.

Thunder magic, I've mastered it.

It is not a traditional type of magic, but a type of magic created by Gandalf, or summoning, that allows the user to mobilize the power of nature without expending his own mana.

Moreover, in this set of magic, the important thing is not the dance steps, but the spells and mantras.

The mantra only needs to be recited, and the mantra needs to be silently urged in the heart.

"What the hell are you doing, stinky boy?"

Stopping, I see Spike yelling at me and stomping Lilith hard under her feet.

"I told you, don't play tricks, or ......."

He aimed his axe at Lilith's head, gesturing for a split.

I said calmly, "Don't worry, you'll soon know what I'm doing."

"Khaki!"

With a loud shout, the figure hiding in the grass moved.

It's khaki.

I saw him wave his hands in Spike's direction and chant loudly.

"O soul hidden in the depths, His hands, His eyes, please guide me in my direction and bless me...... Give me the power of metal!"

After a quick chant, Spike prepares to attack Khaki when the giant axe in his hand pauses, causing his face to change color.

His whole body was knocked away by an invisible force, and his body was frozen in mid-air.

"Damn, it's a mixture of superior magic, gold and telekinesis!"

"Careless!"

Spike struggles, and the fighting spirit from all over his body rushes out, unleashing a powerful force.

He looked at Lilith and was surprised to find that Lilith's figure was long gone.

It was Lilith who was saved by Khaki.

This guy has been brewing in the corner for a long time, and has been communicating with me in sign language just now.

"There are a lot of things you careless, thunder!"

I let out a loud shout and waved my index finger down at Spike who was restrained.

"Boom."

The thunder roared and was deafening, but the violent thunder flashing in front of me was the first to be perceived by me.

Light travels faster than sound, so when I cast a thunderbolt, I saw the falling thunder first, and then heard the thunder.

"Ahhh

Spike let out a heart-rending scream, and the whole person was struck by the sudden rain of lightning, and more than a dozen bolts of lightning struck him at the same time, releasing the aftermath that shattered an entire area of the ground within a radius of ten meters.

I was overjoyed to see him engulfed in lightning.

I didn't use a wand, so the power I used was estimated to be at the level of a master, that is, a sect-level magician.

If I pull out my wand at the beginning, the other person will immediately understand what I am doing.

It was all thanks to Spike's own carelessness, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to cast such a powerful spell.

Khaki also contributed to it, he used telekinesis magic to transfer Lilith away in time, otherwise, Lilith would be affected, and I would not have been able to make up my mind to cast magic.

When the thunder cleared, the dark clouds overhead began to recede, and the sun fell to the ground again.

The lightning spell was amazingly destructive, and although it was less powerful than the few times I had used it before, I was sure that Spike had been electrocuted into a roast pig.

There were several large dense craters in front of him, and the surrounding turf was smoking and charred black.

I didn't see Spike, and I think he was probably electrocuted, or he would have been a roast pig.

If you want to describe the scene just now, Pikachu's 100,000 volts is the best way to describe it.

When ordinary people encounter such a strong current, without the protection of magic props, they are powerless to return to the sky.

After I lifted the Moon Dragon Armor, Khaki appeared in my sight.

Lilith was being held by him, covered in wounds, smiling at me.

"Dead pervert, there are two hits, and the saint-level knights have been solved by you!"

I smiled, very surprised that Spike was actually a Saint-level Knight, and that was even more powerful than a King-level Knight.

Suddenly, Lilith and Khaki looked horrified, pointed at me and shouted, "Watch the back!"

I subconsciously turned around, and a shadow enveloped me.

"Do you think that I, as a Templar, will be easily dealt with by your bastard?"

It's Spike!

He wasn't dead, he was scorched black at the moment, his hair was a tall exploding head, and he was holding a giant axe and was about to smash it down on me.

The giant axe broke through the air and emitted a cold glow, and I froze for a while, and I didn't dodge.

"Dead pervert, get out of the way."

I felt pushed from behind, and when I turned around, I saw Lilith where I was standing.

Then, the axe fell, sending a ball of blood in front of her.

Lilith blocked the fatal blow for me, but she was knocked away so hard that her body was like a kite with a broken string, hitting the trunk of a tree ten meters away, and when she landed, she tilted her head and leaned against the tree, motionless.

"No!" I yelled in grief, and my body trembled violently with excitement.

"It's so stupid to sacrifice yourself for the sake of others!"

Spike turned the axe blade at me and shouted, "You should die with you!"

He swung it down at me, and at such a distance, I couldn't avoid it.

Just when I was about to die.

A voice came into my ear, "What do you want to do, just like this, to be killed like garbage?"

I was pulled into the black space by an invisible force.

Looking around, there was not a single ray of light, and I couldn't see my fingers, as if I was in a pitch-black cocoon.

A hand was placed on my shoulder and slid forward along the arm, touching the back of my hand.

This voice is all too familiar to me, because it is my own voice, but with a little more vicissitudes of life and a little hoarse.

Beams of light fall directly above, like the lights of a stage play.

I turned my head and saw a face appear in front of me, the other me holding my back, grabbing my right hand, and slowly lifting, "If you need strength, call me at any time, I'm with you, little Randy."

"Remember, you have the blood of a dragon, and this is your power!"

In the blink of an eye, space shifted, and I returned to reality.

When I came back to my senses, I realized that I had raised my hand just like I had in the space I had just had. new

Spike's great axe stopped in front of me, and he floated in the air, clutching his neck, looking at me with a painful look on his face, and his eyes staring at me incredulously.