Then the Black Iron Viscount is really a great grievance.

He walked up the spiral staircase. The entire tower was made of hard black stone.

John walked up step by step.



"Which of you has been to Kangsang's wizard tower?" Alexei asked.

The uncles looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. They were all ruthless task machines during the trial and basically did not explore.

Even Andre has never been there. He killed the banshee and left.

Regarding the Wizard Tower, even if you are curious, you can't go in.

Because a closed door cannot be opened.

Who would have thought that you could enter under the statue of the Viscount's family?

Things were somewhat beyond the uncles' expectations.

Because this is not a type of trial.



John walked all the way up.

He misses his meteor shoes very much now.

It's a pity that after entering this world, those shoes, like other magic props, lost their function.

Today’s meteor shoes can at best be regarded as exquisitely crafted and durable shoes.

Walk down to the fifth floor of the Wizard Tower.

This place has a total of ten floors, each with a large space.

In the wizard tower on the fifth floor, John saw many books.

This seems to be a library. The towering bookshelves even require a ladder to go up.

There are also many tables placed, which can also be used as classrooms.

In the middle is a dry pool, and the crucible is on the table.

There are gems everywhere on the walls and floors.

John raised his staff casually and tapped the ground.

A magical scene happened, the lines on the ground lit up

Those lines connected the gems one by one, lighting up the gems.

With this, the entire space lit up.

A figure was sitting in front of a table. The figure was wearing a large wizard robe, and even his head was covered by a hood.

John can confirm that this is a living person.

Because John saw the man's fingers move.

"You, Witcher."

The voice sounded, it was a man.

The man slowly stood up.

"You sent me a suitable body."

The man turned around slowly, and under his hood was a mask covering his entire face.

Blood oozed from the eyes of the mask, and the man's body felt as limp as if it had no bones.

John looked at the other person calmly and raised his hand to use the photography magic.

Such an impact can knock that person away instantly.

But, this time, only the clothes were flying.

A humanoid figure covered in blood stood there, it had passed through the clothes.

The body suddenly exploded, turning into a curtain of blood that swallowed John up.



Chapter 393 I evaporated the vampire

The lighted gem clearly illuminated the outline of the man, who looked more like a ghost than a man.

Blood oozed from the eyes of the mask, and underneath the robe was held up by blood without bones or flesh.

John stood there, opposite a vampire in wizard robes.

His eyes turned gray as he foresaw the consequences of his actions.

"Physics is invalid?"

In the foreseeable future, using object-taking magic would only knock the opponent's clothes away.

Just like water, it will flow out from the fingertips and cannot be grasped.

So John did not attack. He held the staff in his left hand and the sword in his right hand.

"Who are you?" John could tell from the conversation just now that this guy has wisdom.

The vampire was surprised by John's patience, which was different from the impatient demon hunters he knew.

"This is the tower built by my ancestors," the vampire slowly approached John, "and you, the demon hunter, broke into my tower."

Walking to a suitable distance, the vampire showed his fangs, and the picture was clear.

The body suddenly exploded and turned into a curtain of blood that swallowed John.

"As a price, you will have to pay everything!"

The huge blood curtain has the ability to penetrate every pore and replace other people's bodies. It is an evil thing.

But John had already seen this move in his foresight.

The same move cannot have a second effect on the demon hunter.

As a wizard, John expressed his approval.

He punched the ground with his staff, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, and an ancient sound came out of his mouth.

"Incendio"

At the head of the staff, a burst of flame turned into a huge fireball, impacting the blood curtain.

Like pouring cold water on a red-hot iron plate, the sizzling sound of evaporating blood is accompanied by screams.

"No-!"

"How do you know magic?!"

The vampire screamed in horror, "You are not a demon hunter, you are a wizard!"

The vampire never dreamed that a demon hunter would actually use magic in front of him.

In his understanding, demon hunters rely more on swords and various weapons.

And as a being who can ignore physical damage, it is easy to deal with the demon hunter.

It's a pity that he met John who didn't take the usual path.

As a wizard, John controls the staff and continuously burns the flames until the vampire is dried out and evaporated.

This scene left John's uncles completely speechless.

It was also their first time to see a vampire, but the combat intuition of a demon hunter told them.

To deal with such a thing, they need to pay a heavy price.

​And there is a high probability that he will be killed.

This is not to say that they are not strong enough, but that they have encountered the existence of Tianke and others.

Vampires are like water and immune to physical attacks.

All the attacks belonging to the demon hunter were restrained.

But John doesn't talk about martial arts. He appears to be a demon hunter, but he has magic behind his back.

This is the biggest downfall of vampires.

Underestimating the enemy leads to defeat.

In order to ensure that the vampire could die completely, John also burned the robe.

A drop of blood was hidden under the table and moved towards the bookshelf.

"Impossible, how could I, the noble Blood Lord, die like this?"

The blood roared unwillingly. After waiting for a long time, he finally found a chance to go out.

He lost his body in order to enter here, and his escape route was blocked.

The demon hunter's body gave him hope of returning to his peak, but John's fire spell ruined everything for him.

He was unwilling to give in. He was immortal. As long as he survived and waited for the next opening of the wizard tower, he would still have a chance.

Thinking like this, the Blood Lord was about to arrive under the bookshelf.

Relying on the bookshelf as a cover, he would be safe.

Seeing that survival was in sight, a red-hot sharp blade accurately pierced the blood droplets, blocking his possibility of survival.

The scorching heat quickly evaporates the blood droplets.

John pulled out the sword blade and thought to himself: "This thing can still move with a drop of blood left. What on earth did it come from?"

There is no record of this thing in his knowledge. It may be a curse, similar to the blood curse.

After the blood droplets evaporated, a red light appeared out of thin air and fell on the sword.

The third rune was lit.

John was stunned. In his opinion, apart from being weird, this guy could be solved with a fire spell. He might be a 'little monster' or something like that.

The result was that the third one suddenly lit up, indicating that this was at least a trial BOSS.

"It's too weak." John felt that Malfoy could be defeated easily even if he came over.

The illuminated fifth floor is not affected during combat.

The lines seemed to guide John, flashing in one direction.

"Is it because of the staff?" He felt that everything had something to do with the staff in his hand.

Going in the direction of the light, the bookshelves spread out to both sides.

John went deep into it, and some books caught John's attention.

"This is runes." John raised his hand and summoned a book.

There are runes recorded on it. Not only that, after many bookshelves were shifted, they formed a formation.

Rune text is an ancient text. It is not surprising that it appears here. On the contrary, it makes John interested.

There is a platform in the middle where the crystal and black stone are connected.

On the table, there is an embedded opening that matches this staff.

Once here, John would naturally not give up.

He put the wand in his hand up, and took out the wand to be vigilant.

After the staff was embedded in it, the crystal bloomed with light.

The light from many gems of various colors was distorted by a force and headed towards the head of the staff.

The head of the staff is a gray-white diamond-shaped stone. After injecting the energy of the gem, the diamond-shaped stone projects a mark toward the ground.

The mark quickly shrank and turned into a silver key necklace in the shape of an '8' floating in the air.