As he ran forward, Herag kept an eye on the bloody hand in the sky, ready to dodge with a flash.

Malcolm looked at the galloping Herag and whispered, "It's pretty fast." ”

He then stretched out his hand and used his magic to draw a few runes in the air, followed by a few syllables in his mouth: "Blood Imprisoned." ”

Herag was running for his life when he noticed a blood-colored wall rising in front of him.

He looked around and saw that the area was covered by a blood-colored cover.

"Got you, bug." Malcolm laughed cruelly.

Herag slammed his fist into the blood-colored wall, and the entire wall shook a little, but it remained firmly in place and was not broken.

"It's so powerful." Malcolm was a little surprised, and at the same time became more and more curious about Herag.

After the bloody hand was condensed, it grabbed down at Herag again.

Herag was so engrossed that the flash could not be used too early or too late.

If it was used too soon, Malcolm would have manipulated the bloody hand to change direction, wasting a chance to flash.

He relied on the dark blue to monitor the position of the bloody hand at all times, and used the flash to dodge the attack as he approached.

The bloody hand slammed into the place where he had just stood, smashing a large crater.

Malcolm mused, "Very good judgment, one time it was a fluke, and the second time it was just right to dodge this blow, which is kind of interesting." ”

Just being able to dodge these two attacks in a row is not something that an ordinary third-class wizard apprentice can do.

Malcolm stretched out his hand, condensing a massive bone spear.

In the next second, the bone spear disappeared directly.

Herag sensed a great threat when he saw the bone spear, and Deep Blue only detected the rapid approach of the mana fluctuations.

Herag didn't have time to judge the direction of the bone spear, so he could only use Dodge to dodge first.

Bang!

The moment he flashed out, a huge bone spear stuck in place.

Malcolm looked at Herag and said, "You really have a problem, a normal third-class wizard apprentice has already exhausted his magic power with so many spells, and you can still use flash." Moreover, it seems that Ling can always sense attacks in advance, is it talent? ”

"I'll see, you can still use a few more flashes."

A bloody hand condensed again, and Gerag's expression was solemn, and his magic could only support one last flash.

If you want to replenish your mana, you can only take a potion.

But at such a tense moment, he simply didn't have any time to drink the potion, all the attacks happened in an instant, and it was impossible to give him time to drink the potion.

The Bloody Hand pounced again, and Herag used the last of his mana to flash it.

He pulled out a bottle of mental stabilizing potion and was about to drink it.

A bloody hand fell from the sky again, directly shattering the absolute defense on his body, and at the same time, the whole person was also slapped to the ground.

Herag felt several broken ribs and spat out another mouthful of blood.

This was not over, he had just propped up his body, and another bloody hand followed, slapping directly on his body.

The blow shattered bones in several parts of his body, and his internal organs were damaged.

If it weren't for the fact that he was under the blessing of several buff spells and his physique reached 15 points, this shot would have killed him directly.

"I'm not dead yet!" Malcolm was a little shocked.

The ordinary third-class wizard apprentice had already been slapped into meat sauce by him, and Herag was only seriously injured.

"Do you want to keep your body and take it back to study?" Malcolm thought about it, and began to think about keeping Herag alive for the time being, wanting to bring it back to study it carefully.

Herag lay on the ground, feeling only pain in his heart all over his body.

At the moment, it seems that death is inevitable.

At that moment, the ground began to shake, and there was a rumbling sound all around.

With great difficulty, Herag lifted his eyelids and saw that many trees were rapidly growing around him, and they had emerged from beneath the blood-red walls and shattered them.

Herag heard some movement underground, and the ground where he lay was trembling.

He quickly learned through the dark blue what was underneath, the rhizome of a plant coming at him.

It was not clear what the purpose of the rhizome was, and it was not known whether it was good or bad, but Herag was now completely unable to move and had no way to dodge.

In the blink of an eye, the rhizome of the plant was below the ground where Herag was, and when it came out of the ground, it had a flower bud at the front of the rhizome.

The buds quickly bloomed, and then enveloped Herag's entire body.

Then the rhizome quickly retracted and burrowed into the ground with Herag.

Herag felt a sudden darkness all around him, and the inside of his bud was slimy.

The mucus stuck to his body and spread into the wound.

"The mucus seems to have a therapeutic effect."

Herag felt his injuries slowly recovering, and the mucus helped him stop the bleeding and speed up his recovery.

The whole process was done in a flash of light, and Malcolm tried to catch Herag, but he was also a step too slow, and his bloody hands grabbed an empty hole, leaving only a hole in the ground, and there was no bottom in sight.

"Malcolm, do you want to continue provoking war?" Barty arrived at some point, standing on the leaves of a giant tree, with Ferid beside him.

A branch leaned over with a flower on it, a hole opening in the stamen, and then spat out a man, none other than Herag.

Herag was drenched, still badly wounded, and lay on the ground unable to move.

"Herag." Seeing this, Ferid hurriedly leaned over, and after taking a look at Herag's injuries, he took out a white fresh healing potion to heal Herag.

"He has something to do with my brother's death, give him to me." Malcolm grimaced.

Barty sneered, "So what? What if he killed? If you want it, then come and get it, see if you have the ability, and see if you want to let the war continue. ”

He had a tough attitude and didn't take Malcolm seriously at all.

If it was Malcolm in his heyday, it would have been a bit of a hassle.

But now Malcolm has not fully recovered from his injury, and Barty is not afraid of him at all.

What's more, the Moonlight Glade has always been tough on Grimm Hut, and it is impossible to have a good face at all.

No matter which official wizard of the Moonlight Glades stood here, it was impossible for him to hand over his own wizard apprentice to Malcolm, and that would be a disgrace.

Malcolm had a fierce expression, but he was jealous of Barty, and this was still a moonlit glade.

If he really fights with Barty, he won't be able to solve the fight in a short time.

As long as the battle lasts a little longer, reinforcements from the Moonlight Glade will arrive soon, and he may not be able to leave at that time.

He glanced at Herag, who was lying on the ground, "You'd better stay in the Moonlit Glade for the rest of your life." ”

(End of chapter)