~： No. 1025? My dad never hit my face ...

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The duel began in this humble little park, but unlike other audiences who imagined neutral horses to start to fall apart, the two black-robed wizards began to detect each other cautiously with magic.

Voldemort's eyes, which originally wanted to be directly angry, were a bit puzzled. After investigation, he was completely clear that the method of Allen's wand-free casting was estimated to be higher than him, but the power of magic with wands was not weakened even for them. , But it also loses the magic wand bonus. Voldemort fully expected that Alan would really bring such a great staff as an actual combat tool-although this increase is greater than the magic wand, it will also cause slow casting. Almost in modern times After being eliminated, only some guys like Lucius or Mad-Eye would hide the magic wand in the cane or walking stick because of vassalism or hiding.

And Allen could feel that Voldemort was exploring himself like he was exploring each other. He then let his eyes activate the prophetic ability, and then came to Allen ’s mind with the defensive means and tactical arrangements that Voldemort might carry-but Allen only used him as a reference. For this quickness, the information he discovered was only the other party ’s intentions when casting this ability, and Voldemort may even change his mind by using other tactics because he noticed the launch of his eyes. Launch offensive and defensive.

"Tom ... It seems that I should have brought you some surprises today?" Allen asked Voldemort. "Isn't it? I thought your aggression would be stronger than it was ... * I thought it was quite cautious ... "

"You are provoking my patience, boy, there are only two things, I can fully guarantee ..." The blood vessels on Voldemort's bald head moved, and he replied, "We may surprise each other today ... But in the end, I will destroy you! "

Like a signal, two black robe wizards started casting spells at the same time, and then almost at the same moment, two spell energies burst out of the air, and a black spot of wind burst out from the tip of Voldemort's wand. , With thousands of blade-like negative energies, showing a cone and began to rush towards the direction of Allen. Several small bugs that were common in summer fell to the ground before they became ashes, and they directly contacted Curse, but also indirectly drained life.

But immediately, the negative energy of this explosion disappeared before it touched Allen, making him feel a little temperature change. Allen was already an experienced prophet, with spell identification, in Voldemort Before casting the spell, he judged the spell the Dark Lord was about to cast, and the opposite magic energy of the right operation caused them to devour each other-out of caution he just dispelled it and reversed it like educating his students.

"Very good." Voldemort narrowed his eyes to remind himself, "It seems we have to spend some time."

Neither of them thought about solving each other so quickly.

Surrounded by a shadow shield that resembles a super armor bodyguard, Alan floats in the darkness behind the shield so that Voldemort can't determine his position. He cast this spell as soon as he finished speaking, which would give duel time It dragged a little longer, but Allen thought it was still worth it, because besides itself, this enchantment would protect Allen from some basic spells. Allen knew that the Dark Lord could cast other powerful spells-powerful enough The spell of this shield can be penetrated without attenuation.

But at least this shadow shield can make Tom less choice.

"Boy, what are you afraid of?" Voldemort sneered and said to Allen, "I am different from your fans, but what do you want to kiss your plan." Said, Voldemort also laid himself a super armor shield , And from the thin air, a silver shield that resists spells is made.

Alan, who also floated on the bottomless darkness of the Claw Rift, also smiled: "Tom, I actually decided to spend some time because I want to give you a little warning, but I will wait for you later. I'll tell you when I listen. "

"We can simply float here." Voldemort's tone became a little impatient. "Wait for one of the defenses to disappear first-your interesting shield, or my silver shield ... But boy, do you want our duel to be so boring in front of all the wizards? "

"Okay, you are right." Alan replied casually. He didn't pay attention to whether the Dark Lord really heard it. Then the voice in the shadow shield indicated that he began to cast another spell. The Dark Lord clasped it tightly. Wand, trying to identify the magic Allen is about to prepare to defend against this spell.

But to the surprise of the Dark Lord, magic came out behind the shadow shield, and Allen's phantom shifted quickly to himself in the air. He appeared near the Dark Lord and appeared at the bottom left of his more than ten feet, then separated from him. With his right hand stretched out, the Dark Lord judged from the opponent's expression that the opponent's magic was successful.

Then the pain from the left hand of the Dark Lord proves this. He is very proficient in black magic and knows that his vitality is passing from his left hand, which was held by Allen in the air. He glanced down at himself. The pale left hand that was still holding Silver Shield, the skin that began to wither and continue to spread proved this.

They looked at each other as if their opponents were themselves in the mirror.

Not far away, the surface of the shadow shield made by Allen quickly disintegrated, making a strange whine that even Voldemort was distracted, but the continued pain caused Voldemort to shake his head and apply magic to the vampire. Touch, and then Voldemort tried to open the distance to escape the opponent's casting range, but flew towards Allen, further shortening the distance between them and preparing to release another spell he had gathered earlier.

The tip of the wand on the Dark Lord ’s right palm showed a bead with a black and red flame. He looked down at Allen. The pain in his left hand had disappeared, but Voldemort still retracted his right arm further, aiming at the white-haired man in front of him. The witch's face then threw this magic bead composed of chaos and evil power.

Alan ’s cold eyes from his eyes, which seemed to look like a dead man, struck him, and he had dispelled the previous magic, and made a series of poems with an obscure tone of ancient magic written by a series of mysterious people unrecognizable. The composition spell quickly echoed between the two.

The Dark Lord took the lead in launching an attack first, and Allen's movement in the air suddenly slowed down. The surrounding beads made by Voldemort became hot and the air became thinner. He felt difficulty breathing in his lungs, and a short explosion After the sound, it turned into a larger grunt bubble burst. Allen's Arcanist Staff slammed into his own face due to the change in air pressure. After being hit by a deep prisoner skull on the top of the staff, Ai Lun felt a little unconsciousness in his lower lip for a moment, which made him usually have no pain experience except the upper part of the upper part of the high court, because the soreness caused by the pain made the tears fill the eyes uncontrollably.

The expression of the Dark Lord turned from a twisted excitement into a shock. His blaze of flames, which enriched the energy of the demons in the bottomless abyss, should have been released into a seven-step diameter burst after approaching the head of the boy in front of him. The fireball completely scorched his handsome face-but it all happened.

A blue-black smoke shone in the air around Allen. Voldemort told himself that the energy of these smokes was also the kind he was most familiar with. When the heart beat half a time, these blue-black smokes were in a certain place. A vortex is formed under the distortion of this wind force.

And Voldemort watched the magic bead he cast and the light it produced were absorbed into the vortex-then the Dark Lord realized that it was not only his own magic, but he was also too close to it unconsciously. In the move, the mysterious person feels that his joints are gradually weak, his hands and feet are starting to tremble uncontrollably, the unprecedented weakness and sense of aging surround the Dark Lord, the Dark Lord ’s flying spells also lose their effectiveness, and the Black Mist is He sucked away and showed a human shape and fell to the ground.

Allen casts this spell as a level of energy absorbing that is similar to the advanced spell of the door to the outside world ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He opens a channel that connects the world of the caster with negative energy, and Allen himself becomes the link The conductors of these two realms, drawing on the vitality and magic power of the subject Dark Lord, gave him a temporary supplement.

After landing, Voldemort began to try to relieve himself of the damage he thought was cursed, but the sense of weakness told him that he was temporarily powerless, so he raised his silver shield in one hand, "Damn Harris, you What magic is this? "

Because of the extra temporary vitality and the absorption of some of the Dark Lord ’s chaotic magical powers, Alan looked a little more excited than before. He pulled his lower lip and touched it, and his expression was slightly fierce and cruel. After being hit by his own staff, he hit his teeth and formed a bite that has healed. "Tom, I have to pay you back."

"What ?!" the Dark Lord who was still on the ground responded, and then saw Alan also landed on the ground in the sky.

"My dad never hit me in the face ..." After Allen finished, he changed his staff to hold it with both hands and measured it, then put his eyes on Voldemort's bald head, "I It means, I have to pay you back ... "

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