"Knock knock!"

The violent sound constantly reverberates, as if a huge drumstick is beating the ground, fierce and ferocious.

Bessemo's face changed suddenly, and he shouted loudly: "Russell, go, get out of here, O'Neill is here too!" ”

Russell was also a little flustered, as if he saw the huge figure behind Bessemo, hesitated for a moment, put down the goblet with the cyan wine, and then turned to leave.

"Idiot!"

Besimos cursed and shouted, "I mean, let you take this glass of wine with you!" ”

For Russell's panicked escape, Besimor had no intention of complaining, so he could only speed up again, and at the same time use his war field skills to increase the weight of O'Neill behind him, hoping to delay him so that he could take the drink.

In just a few breaths, Besimus ran more than fifty meters, only one step away from the wine under the big tree.

Besimo had a hint of surprise on his face, although he didn't know the effect of the drink, but he believed that Russell would not harm him, and since she had gone and returned, it meant that the drink must have a magical effect and could help him deal with O'Neill.

Besimus leapt to his feet, reached out his hand, and grabbed the goblet.

At that moment, a thick palm covered with gray-green fur grabbed Beximo's ankle.

In the next moment, a huge force pulled Beximo's entire person backwards out of thin air and smashed it to the ground.

"Boom!"

Besimos fell to the ground with a bang, smashing out a deep pit, and his whole body was in severe pain, making it difficult to stand.

A tall figure covered with gray-green fluff appeared in front of the goblet of cyan wine, and anthropomorphic greed and covetousness appeared on his hideous and fierce face, and he did not hesitate to reach out his hand, take the glass, open his mouth, and drink it all.

O'Neill swallowed the teal drink and tossed the goblet aside.

The goblet fell to the ground hard, and was deeply embedded in the ground under the discarding of the giantized O'Neal, but it was not broken.

O'Neill turned around slowly, the gray-green fluff on his body grew a little longer, his hands and feet, his fingertips stretched out, and became sharp, like a sickle, and the aura of depravity and madness on his body became even stronger, and disgusting ulcers began to appear on his skin.

He was unaware of this, as if he had more power, and roared like a beast when he raised his head to the sky; "Whew!!"

At this moment, O'Neill is like a werewolf awakened under the moon!

"It's over." Besimo's face turned pale when he saw this, knowing that it was all over, he couldn't deal with the polluted O'Neill, and now he drank Russell's enhancement potion again.

He had no chance of winning.

At this moment, a green light shot down on Becimo's body from a distance.

"Heal!"

His face was surging with light, and the injuries on Bessemo's body began to heal gradually.

Besimus hurriedly turned his head to look and found that Russell had come to his side at some point and was using healing techniques to treat his injuries.

"Leave me alone, hurry up."

"I dragged him down."

Besimor struggled to his feet and said hurriedly.

"Drink the medicine." Russell took out several dark red potions from his bosom and threw them to Becimo.

Besimus uncorked the bottle and poured it into his mouth, his face flushed a lot, he drew his long sword that had sunk into the dirt, and looked at O'Neill vigilantly to prevent him from attacking.

"Let's try again and hold him for a minute, is there a problem?" Russell took out his magic wand again, and the linen robe rose without wind, and said coldly.

Beximo didn't ask why, the time was pressing, and he didn't bother to ask, but laughed and said: "Haha, don't say a minute, ten minutes will drag you down, as long as Young Master Hodge escapes, we won't die in vain." ”

"Mud!"

Russell raised his wand and spat out an ancient Raymond word at the giantized O'Neill.

In an instant, a complex alchemy circle lit up under O'Neill's body, and the soil under his feet suddenly became soft, like flowing mud, carrying his body and sinking.

The Magician's Path: Sequence 9: Alchemy!

By arranging in advance and cooperating with its own magic, it can be quickly cast, changing the structure of matter, and achieving the ability to cast other elemental magic.

"Ahhh

O'Neill fell suddenly, struggling violently, and the whole person was like a fish tumbling in the mud, sinking deeper and deeper, and struggling more and more.

"Success?" Besimo showed a hint of joy on his face, and hurriedly said: "Russell, hurry up and use freezing magic to freeze this area and freeze O'Neill in the mud, so that we have enough time to escape." ”

"No, he has other means." Russell was still calm, staring at O'Neal's movements, she hadn't forgotten that when he froze O'Neill, he used a special means to carry out a short-distance displacement and forcibly get out of control.

As Russell's words fell, O'Neill's figure twisted strangely and suddenly disappeared into the mud.

"Damn, what kind of combat skills did he learn from the Knights' Palace?"

"Why can you forcibly get out of control and displace?"

Besimor cursed, sword in hand, and charged forward.

"Boom!"

The long sword that was split out, and the arm with gray-green fluff slammed into each other, sending up huge clouds of dust.

O'Neill's tall figure appeared in front of the two.

Sharp nails, slightly rickety figure, and the original scarlet eyes, there is a hint of darkness, like a wolf's eyes.

Is this the change he inherited from that cup of werewolf blood...... Russell looked at the decay that was gradually spreading, and she knew very well that the contaminated O'Neill was close to the limit, and the remaining consciousness had completely dissipated, and then he would begin to slaughter and devour indiscriminately, in order to prevent himself from disintegrating and collapsing into wriggling pieces of flesh.

"Frozen!"

Another Old Raymond word.

The cold covered O'Neill's body, and ice picks with lilac blood pierced out of his inner body, like thorns growing, and in an instant, blood gushed out, like a small hot spring, warm and turbulent.

Seeing this scene, Besimo was also shocked, didn't he remember that Russell had this kind of magic that could directly freeze the blood in his body?

The Wizard Pathway, Sequence 9 is a pharmacist in its own right.

It has a natural advantage in preparing potions and making potions.

After Hodge provided the werewolf blood, Russell deliberately mixed it in order to prevent Bessemo from drinking the wine, adding some special potions to it, mixing the ice element potion into it, if Beximo arrived sooner, Russell would use magic to freeze the entire glass of wine, so that he could not drink the wine.

If O'Neill swallowed it, Russell would have a way to induce the ice element in it to quickly freeze the blood and make it burst out of his body.

Everything runs just as Russell designed.

O'Neill, who lost his mind, forcibly swallowed the drink.

"Ahh

O'Neill let out a cry of pain, and tore off the ice picks on his body with brute force, tearing even the flesh and blood off, and the whole person was bloody.

After tearing off the flesh and blood, the frantic O'Neill, with bloodthirsty eyes, stared at Russell and the two, took a step, and rushed towards the two with a violent tremor.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Besima's expression tightened, and he hurriedly retreated with Russell, avoiding O'Neill's crazy attack first.

At this moment, a young voice full of provocation sounded.

"Hey!"

"Big man, aren't you trying to kill me?"

Hearing this, O'Neill turned his head suddenly, and saw a familiar figure standing on the big tree not far away.

This man has black hair and black eyes, delicate and handsome facial features, wears gold-rimmed riding boots on his feet, wears a brown jacket, and has a noble sword pinned to his waist, and is the only heir to the Marquis of Bach - Hodge Dickens.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

O'Neill, who has become a giant, has long lost most of his senses, and the only remaining mind is only one.

That's to kill Hodge.

Kill this noble young master who made him mutate in advance!

"Ahhh......h

The intense pain in his body, as well as his deep hatred for Hodge, caused O'Neill to raise his head to the sky and roar, directly reversed direction, and rushed over desperately.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The deafening sound of stomping on the ground kept echoing.

Under O'Neill's stepping, huge pits emerged one by one.

At a breakneck speed, O'Neill kept rushing towards Hodge above the tree.

In just a few breaths, the distance between the two sides is less than 100 meters.

The distance of less than 100 meters will not exceed five seconds for a knight and a monster transformed into a mutated giant!

Seeing this scene, Hodge, who was standing on the tree, once again experienced the fear of facing death, but this time, except for the premonition of danger, he was not afraid in his heart.

Because everything was planned.

With a slight pick of his thumb, Hodge opened the gold-shelled pocket watch in his hand and silently counted the time.

Fifty-seven.

O'Neill jumped out in one step, shortening the distance by more than twenty meters.

Fifty-eight.

Another step, again shortened by more than twenty meters.

Fifty-nine.

O'Neill's whole person jumped, jumped more than fifty meters, raised his bloodstained fist, and rushed towards Hodge.

Sixty.

Hodge snapped, put the gold-shelled pocket watch back on, and shouted, "It's time, do it!" ”

As the words fell, Hodge jumped off the tree and rolled to dodge.

Hearing this, Besimos, who was running frantically and trying to stop O'Neill, flashed a trace of confusion in his heart.

Do it?

What does that mean?

The next moment, O'Neill's whole person was paralyzed, like a ball that had been drained of air, and on the way to jump, it fell straight down, as if he had lost most of his strength, and the tyrannical and crazy aura on his body instantly dissipated a lot, and fell into a special state.

"Boom!"

The giantized O'Neill landed, fell to his knees with his legs, and smashed a deep pit.

"Bessemo, do it, cut off his head!!" Russell knew that the opportunity had come, and immediately shouted.

At this moment, Bessimo, who had already rushed behind O'Neill, did not hesitate to swing his long sword directly and slashed at O'Neill's neck.

O'Neill instinctively raised his hand to protect his neck, trying to use the hardness of his arm to forcibly block this sword!

"Enchantment Sharp!"

"Frozen!"

Besimus directly enchanted the long sword in his hand, cutting straight through O'Neill's palm and slashing into his neck.

The freezing effect of the magician Russell made O'Neill's next movements sluggish again.

"Poof!"

The next moment, blood splattered and the head flew into the sky!

The bright flower of blood bloomed under the sword light of the long sword, and O'Neill's body fell with a bang.

O'Neill is dead!