The door to the laboratory was originally closed, but there was a "click" sound, and the keyhole closed. The slight sound was abrupt and clear in the silence of the room, and Reese looked up and looked in the direction of the door with a puzzled look.

"Strange, what assassin would do such a thing, lock the door?" Reese waved his hand, casting a defensive shield on himself before rising from his seat.

The seat shone brightly, and the dimensional anchor spell manifested into three silver chains that stumbled around his waist, blocking the ability to teleport in space.

"Who! Who did it?" Reese waved his hand, summoning the staff he had placed in the corner. Those who use this staff only need to use their thoughts to summon demons as helpers, which is very convenient. Reece stared at Siegel and said viciously, "You've been in the lab, who came in and did all this?"

"It's me. Siegel smiled and replied, "I broke free of my chains, pulled out my dagger, cast my magic, and cast a spell." You can only be restrained now, and you will only be destroyed. ”

"What a joke. Reece used the detection magic, but there were so many magical items in the laboratory that it was difficult to tell which one was a spell and which one was a magical equipment. Suddenly, the entire laboratory was illuminated by a burst of colorful and dazzling light, and Reese was caught off guard, and was shaken in the eye, and hurriedly raised his hand to block it.

He would be a fool if he no longer knew he was being attacked. As soon as he recited a spell, seven or eight protective spells lit up from his body, each of which could win the right situation. Living in the Assassin's lair all day, he was ready for a sneak attack, and he couldn't just because he was "still useful". I thought I could sit back and relax.

Siegel had expected this. He turned the light on Reese. I was not affected. Although Reese's magical protection is basically at the same time, in fact, there are first and second. Siegel focused on identifying the protective spells he used, what they were for, and in what order they were protected. Being able to know this will give him a big advantage in spell duels.

With a slight shake of his hands and feet, Siegel was freed from the shackles. At the same time, the ball of spell energy that he had laid in ambush flew out of the corner of the room. Attack according to his orders. Spells cancel each other out with spells, and elements have a similar effect with each other. Siegel chanted the incantation in a soft voice and began to crack Reese's protective spells layer by layer.

Reese's eyes opened in alarm, and he watched in amazement as the naked test subject stood on the cold floor. He exclaimed, pushed down his chair, staggered back, and looked around.

"Are you looking for this?" Siegel picked up the obsidian dagger, and there was still a flash of light on the hilt of the silver refiner: "Seal: Elemental casting, this is something that can decide the outcome of the battle." ”

Reece didn't answer, his gaze moving back and forth over Siegel, the obsidian dagger, and the spell ball. His eyebrows twitched, and his fingers trembled slightly. It seems that he has not yet recovered from the shock.

A disenchanting light flashed, and three layers of defensive spells were lifted at once. Reece never envisioned such a situation. Because it means that the person who casts the spell of dissolving the magic is superior to himself in terms of magic attainment. The same spell can be subtle in the hands of different casters, which can affect the difficulty of dismantling the spell. To increase the success rate of dismantling spells, you must first familiarize yourself with the target spell, and then understand the role they play in the structure of the spell through the changes in the elements, and then you can find these subtle differences.

Of course, you also need to have enough control over the elements. Siegel had already prepared materials for different elemental tendencies all over the laboratory, just to prepare for the spell orb's dismantling of the spell.

Reese, though still a little incredulous, had regained his composure: "It seems that you have hidden quite a bit of strength, young mage. Who sent you, Elven Sage?"

Siegel shook his head, reached into the air, and took the defensive staff in his hand. He snapped his fingers and put an opaque mage shield on himself, after all, he didn't look good naked. "The Elven Sage is not here, he is in charge of the other direction. ”

"If the Sage were to his face, I would have raised my hands and surrendered. Reece snorted coldly: "But the victory or defeat between you and me is not known." ”

Siegel smiled, but what worried Reese more was the confidence in his eyes. Although they had only spent a day together, Reece knew exactly what kind of mind the man standing in front of him had—quick-witted, active, and observant. It seems that it was a mistake to display the Gummy Warrior Magic Scroll in front of him.

"Looks like you've thought of it too. Siegel said, "I've learned a lot from reading your scrolls, especially your spellcasting style and magical ideas. What are you good at, what are you not good at, and what kind of means you might use to arm yourself. ”

"A mage who can't keep a secret doesn't live long. Reese said, "Congratulations on getting a head start." ”

"Thank you. Siegel nodded slightly. The magic circle he had placed around the lab took effect, isolating it from the outside world. Ordinary mages or priests don't notice what is going on here, but he doesn't know if they can hide the Holy One of Murder.

"You are a very thoughtful mage, don't serve the god of murder anymore. As long as you stop persecuting other intelligent beings with magic, why not join the Mage Federation now?" Siegel said, "Only there can you perfect your research." ”

"Let me be Siegel's subordinate and give him the results of my research?" Reece laughed shrieked, "I'll kill you here, even if I lose the template." I will dig out your mind, absorb your wisdom, and make you my nourishment, thus perfecting my gelatinous warrior!"

"But I'm Siegel Squid, the one you've always wanted to kill and surpass. Siegel wiped his hand on his face, revealing his true face. With his black hair and black eyes, he was impressed with confidence, and the power of magic surrounded him, forming colorful bands of light. Siegel saluted him briefly, but his smile was the same as that of death. In order to provoke Reese, he deliberately said: "I am the one who has the last laugh and controls everything." ”

Siegel saw Reese's face turn as pale as a dead corpse, then turn purple again. A mournful cry came from his throat, and elemental power gathered wildly around his body.

The power of the bursting flames swept through the lab, and Siegel immediately raised his hand to resist. He ordered the elementals to calm down, and used his unique technique to transform the ball of fire that Reese had summoned. The ability to snatch other people's spells is unique to Alexander, the Lion King, but Siegel's strong type transforms the elemental energy in the opponent's spells. Several of the key structures in the fireball were converted into water, causing the spell to collapse on its own.

"It's impossible!" Reece yelled, "You didn't cast a spell, how could you counter my spell?"

The more he can hit Reese, the easier it is to break his will defenses. This is not a fight between two reckless men, you punch me and kick me, but a multi-faceted confrontation of spirit, soul and knowledge. The young mage said, "Actually, you already know the answer in your heart, but you just don't want to admit it. ”

"No way, you can't have become an archmage!" Reese waved his hands angrily and hissed from his throat, "You can't overtake me!"

The desk in the center of the lab flew up and slammed into Siegel's head. The young mage raised his staff and snapped it into harmless pieces. Reese's frantic voice pierced through the flying sawdust, and he raised his summoning staff, chanting powerful incantations.

Siegel was a wizard who was proficient in spells, and he recognized the spell at a glance and responded immediately. One tries to open the passage and release the demons of hell, while the other casts a protective spell to strengthen the mortal barrier and prevent the demons from appearing.

A blood-stained sword came out from under the floor - the ground wasn't shattered, it was the fabric of space that was shattered. Behind the sword is a flaming black arm, and the twisted muscles contain tyrannical power that makes people feel very uncomfortable to look at.

"Come out, my servant!" Reese's face contorted like a monster from hell, "Grab him, tear him apart, but leave his brains behind!"

A shoulder squeezed out of the spatial rift, followed by half a head. The devil seemed to be made of lava, and his mouth and eye sockets were constantly emitting a fiery white light, like boiling molten iron. Just looking at it will make people's flesh and skin feel like half of it is burned by a soldering iron, not to mention the fear and shock that that ugly and evil image brings to people.

Siegel focuses on the elements rather than on the monsters. Only magic and the elements are their friends, and they naturally rely on their friends when facing difficulties. He raised his finger and pointed at the spatial rift on the ground, casting a disintegration ray.

Dissociation damages objects and defensive spell effects, and Siegel takes it a step further. By studying the elven elemental tsunami and crafting the Myr Core, he developed a different understanding of dissociation, applying it more broadly to the effects of destroying all magical spells.

The spatial rift showed signs of collapse, and the devil who had exposed his entire head struggled vigorously to maintain the rift's existence. Reece was even more insane, pushing the spell to the limit, even throwing the summoning staff into the chasm. Disintegrate the ray by consuming the power of this staff against Siegel's spell.

"Crawl out, pinch him to death, except for his brain, everything else is my reward for you!"

The devil from hell stared at Siegel, wielding the sword in his hand. The mage dodged backwards and moved out of the threat area. The devil turned to influencing him with his magical abilities, causing Siegel to feel a sharp pain coming from his body. This pain comes directly from the nerves and then has an effect on the mage's muscles. His hands and feet were twitching, and his tongue was starting to disobey.

The monster pulled out its second hand, and while maintaining its damage to Siegel, it used both hands to brac, trying to crawl out of the rift as quickly as possible. (To be continued.) )

PS: I survived 404, and this is a moment to celebrate!