Curt's gaze could catch the trail of the flow of magic, whether it was a distant vision patched up by Sain Democra or a cage trapped in himself.

The icy liquid was filled with variegated magic, and although they were not completely controlled by the magician, they were still driven by his will. In the continuous flow, these remnants of magic power gradually dyed a strange purple-black, almost merging with the surrounding black.

The concentration of the mana in the space had decreased, and instead they had gradually become stable, and even the originally ferocious sludge had become stable under his control. Although the speed of mana conversion is very slow, because the overall number of them is too large, in just a few seconds, the mana of several people will be controlled by Sain Democra, and it will become the ferocious magic power in his hands like purple-black electricity.

The giant may seem slow, but every step he takes is several times that of a normal person. This is Sain Democra's greatest reliance, and as long as he can fully digest these magical powers, then his power will truly break away from human Cheng Dù and embark on the path he has coveted for a long time.

"Whatever he is up to, we can't let him succeed. ”

Lizzie gathered some of the magic she was exuding, and gathered them around her, "But he ate so intently that he didn't seem to notice to wipe his mouth clean." There are so many gaps hidden between the mana streams, and they don't even bother to clean them up. ”

What a foodie who doesn't pay attention to his appearance—Lizzie's mocking voice swirls through Curt's mind, and she doesn't seem to care much about Sain Democra's powerful magic. For the most part, no matter what others think, he already has powerful magical powers. And more are being obtained.

But in the process of such a slow transformation, the weaknesses between them are also exposed. In the process of gradually becoming more uniform, there are always some incongruous breakpoints to be found. Although these gaps are not noticeable. But if you look closely, you can always find something different.

This is a key node in the flow of mana, and through this it can damage the whole of the area. The same is true for some of the key nodes located in the Rubik's Cube, as long as you use another form of magic to cut, you can use brute force to dismantle the complex structure of the Rubik's Cube-correspondingly, the magic power that was originally accumulated in it will also lose its organization, and the uncontrolled energy that has been turned into pure energy will escape in all directions.

For example, as now, Curt, trapped inside by the icy liquid, moved his body slightly, and then took out his own magic power like a needle to pierce the gap in the mana that flowed through his hand.

The impaled stream of mana spilled out of the gap, and the liquid that encased Curt swelled like a runaway balloon. Sain Democlave immediately noticed that something was wrong with his spells. But when he turned his head to observe, the bulging liquid could no longer be controlled.

In an instant, the cold gray liquid burst like a balloon that was constantly injected with gas, at the end of the over-inflated. With the dull sound of a blast, the residual liquid flew in all directions along with various colors of magical power, setting off a wave of qi in the space that had already calmed down.

The mirror-like surface of the water still didn't move, and Curt, who was bound in the liquid, took advantage of the burst of magic to jump out of the liquid cage. He held a long knife with a spirit structure in his hand, and with a flick of his hand, he slashed in half the liquid behind him that he was still trying to grasp.

Seeing the prisoner's escape from the cage, Sain Democlave was furious. The incarnation that could not see joy and sorrow showed a little unhappiness on his face. However, he was unable to extricate himself from the repair, so he summoned several liquid-constructed monsters to restrict his movements.

A large mass of liquid-made derivatives slowly rose from the surface of the lake around Curt, the slime that made up the body reflected the sheen of metal, and grabbed Curt with teeth and claws. The cold gray liquid was covered with sharp thorns. A single touch can tear a hole in flesh and blood.

However, these dangerous-looking "monsters" are small characters, and the real danger is the spell that Sain Democla casts when Curt is stumbling over them. The simple and direct spell aimed at the gap exposed by Curt, and shot him like an arrow on the surface of the lake.

"It's unceremonious. I've been trapped for so long, can't you give me a respite?" Curt rushed among the amorphous monsters, using their massive bodies as cover to dodge the sorcerer's condescending attacks.

Lowered his posture as he rushed forward. Curt swung his long knife sharply, as if he were operating a warhammer. The liquid monster that was hit looked like it had been hit with a stick, its massive body bouncing backwards, and the slime attached to it pulled a large amount of sticky silk threads.

These monsters don't seem to have any concept of life, and even if they are hit with spreading magic immediately after being knocked flying, they don't see any reaction from them. The liquid on the surface shows no signs of loss, and it can recover quickly after being hit by multiple attacks.

Of course, these monsters can only be used as a containment, and the spells that Sain Demokra threw at Curt will not be dodged by him with the help of cover. When the path in front was blocked, and there was no way to dodge the oncoming spells, he could only wave the long knife in his hand to parry.

A red-hot hot wire shot at Curt from the sorcerer's hand in the distance, sweeping into his leg after splitting through a twisted liquid monster. Seeing that he was unable to avoid it, Curt had no choice but to take a step forward and slash the long knife in his hand in the opposite direction of the hot line.

Buzz -

Only an echo like the chirping of insects was heard, and the red-hot rays split into two sections at the ends of the blade, crossing the space where Curt was, and slicing several monsters around him in two. The ensuing heat burned Curt's hand, making him shiver just by brushing it around him.

The use of magically enhanced material tools to destroy spells is not a novelist's wishful thinking, but a well-known combat technique. Mana attaches to runes or Rubik's cubes on equipment, interfering with spells they come into contact with, tearing apart their once stable structures.

The difficulty lies in how to avoid being harmed by the explosive magic power, and the magic power accumulated in the spell is enough to seriously injure humans who come into close contact even if there is no magician control. For example, if a sorcerer throws a fireball, even if it can be split with a weapon to form a magic cube structure, the explosive heat condensed in the fireball cannot be destroyed - if this is a spell that specializes in explosive effects, it is undoubtedly more dangerous.

If it weren't for a certain amount of self-confidence, Curt wouldn't have dodged the spell that shot at him in this way. The rays that run in a straight line are not as unpredictable as some spells that can be controlled at will, and the only thing to be careful about is the heat that comes with it.

But Curt had to stand still in order to block spells fired from afar, which made him a target for the monsters around him—apparently Sain Democla had already figured it out. The monsters that stayed around spread out several Rubik's cubes, aiming at him in unison.

A great deal of magic was condensed in the rapidly woven Rubik's Cube, and ancient characters were embedded in simple structures depicted in rectangles and circles. A large amount of magic power allowed these simple Rubik's Cubes to take shape in a moment, and sharp magical arrows suspended in mid-air like solidified rain.

But at the moment when the spell was about to break away from the Rubik's Cube, all the "arrows" hovering around Curt appeared with different noises. Suddenly, a large amount of noise interfered with the composition of the spells, scattering them into countless shimmering magical powers and spilling them into the hot air.

"Fool, even if you are confident in your own abilities, there is no need to stand there as a target. ”

Liqi's voice didn't echo in her head, but came through the air: "I was almost called this by the society because of this kind of small trap, what should I say to you? Even if he didn't prepare these spells in the monster's body in advance, the monsters around him would be enough for you to eat a pot." ”

Half-jokingly, Lizzie slowly walked out from behind Curt like a ghost, taking the magic around her into her hands. There were still unseen parts of her body that could only be filled in with these simple magic.

Perhaps it was to be both repairing broken spells and keeping an eye on Curt's actions, and as a result, an over-preoccupation with what was in front of him interfered with his judgment. Just as Sain Democlavus freed up a hand to summon the minions, Liqi, who was trapped on the other side, suddenly began to act.

The magic that lurked everywhere exploded at the same time, and the pale magic bloomed several brilliant sparks on the icy surface of the lake. Like a snowball, the more magic you get involved, the more powerful the explosion becomes, and eventually even the space that has always been stable can't help but vibrate.

The concussion made Sain Democra's body shake a lot, and the magic power that was constantly released into the Rubik's cube on the dome couldn't help but shake slightly. Chaotic magic swirled around him, spreading ripples that made the air constantly glow with dazzling flashes.

"Tsk, it's just a little clever!"

The sorcerer gritted his teeth slightly, and then threw several more spells in their direction, only to be stopped by Lizzie in a similar way. He was still concentrating on repairing the deficiencies of the Rubik's Cube, and could only use one hand to deal with the two who bared their fangs at him.

On the other side, the two men standing on the surface of the lake were ready to attack. Curt held the long knife at his side and held it in front of Lizzie, who allowed her magic to fill the space within ten meters of her, and stared at Sain Democlera with mocking eyes. (To be continued......)