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At the same time, in the starry sky tower.

A battle was also darkened.

Marshall, the vice-president who transformed into a lich, can be called very powerful, and a variety of powerful spells come in handy.

But he is facing the old black magician Babbitt.

Babbitt has a reputation as a "dark singer", and his strength is not trivial. He devoted his life to ancient black magic and pursued the charm and power of black magic. At this time, he is almost the first person in the world of black magic.

Like the dark mentor Wang Yan had killed before, it's not worthy of giving shoes to the "dark chanter" Babbitt.

Just ten minutes.

The lich Marshall has fallen into the downwind. On the body of the powerful lich, there are various stenchy liquids and a strange black line running through it. He already had three ancient curses in his body.

If it were not for the lich's unusual physique, if it was not for the S-class, it would have been cursed and tortured.

And his chest was also torn out by a huge claw. This wound came from the claws of a half-step S-class corpse dragon. It also contained a bone-like poison, which was very difficult to entangle.

This made the lich Marshall have to fight and wounded and killed the corpse dragon.

It is also due to the Starry Sky Tower, a building made by the God of the Starry Sky, and the core of the entire Starry Academy. It is full of various defensive formations, which makes it not damaged by the two legendary powerhouses.

"Huh, the S-class formed by forcibly transforming the lich is indeed a parallel." "Dark chanter" Babbitt wrapped around the black mist, mockingly said, "I still have no means, then make me out Look? "

"You ..." Lich Marshall's eyes were full of resentment. Originally this matter today is already a matter of pushing the boat. Unexpectedly, a dark chanter was killed by Yokori, and his plan was defeated.

"Babbitt, what did he do with so much nonsense?" Emmons, under the effect of the sober potion, gradually filled the magic in his body, barely suppressing the vicious curse of the cursed dagger, but his face was still extremely pale.

He was very worried about the son of flame and granddaughter Lydia.

But Babbitt did not let him intervene in the fight, saying that he would solve this lich alone.

"Huh, Emmons, you are already a loser. What qualifications do you have to guide me to do things?" Babbitt came back to support this time, that is because Starry Sky College is his alma mater. For Emmons, he still will not have a good impression, "Emmons, you are really a waste. Even a lich can be counted as such."

Emmons is speechless. Although Babbitt's words are disgusting, he has to admit that the other party is telling the truth. This time, it was true that he was too careless.

"Babbitt!"

The lich Marshall said sharply, "You think about it carefully, do you really want to be an enemy of the Black Death Demon? I have a suggestion, you let me take away the tears of the starry sky. From then on, our well water will not violate the river."

"Fool, you talk too much." Babbitt said disdainfully, "If you have nothing else to say, just let me die."

With that, he pointed it out with a finger, and a cold and invisible wave rippled up, as if there was an ancient and terrifying law.

Lich Marshallton felt enveloped by a terrifying power of death, and the feeling of tribulation hit the whole body, his eyes full of trembling colors, "death, death finger."

Yes, this is the finger of death.

Before, there was an A-level black magician who also used the finger of death to deal with the fat boy Bob, but was stopped by Wang Yan.

It's just obvious that Babbitt, as a legendary black magician, is far from comparable to that of an A-level magician in terms of his attainment and power. If this finger goes down, the power of the law of death, even if it is also a legendary strongman, will be trembling.

"damn it!"

Lich Marshall's pupils squeezed, and he quickly accelerated, and backed away quickly. But even so, he could not escape the envelope of death.

Marshall gritted his teeth and made up his mind. An ancient scroll was torn apart frantically, and a huge amount of energy was released from the scroll, which enveloped Marshall.

This life-saving protective scroll, he is a treasure that has been spent at a huge cost, and can resist the S-level strongman's full blow. If it is not life-threatening, it will definitely not be used easily.

"Click!"

Qingmeng is like a real shield, finally resisting the finger of death. Two powerful energies collided and the shield shattered into countless petals like broken glass.

Fortunately, the repressive power of death in the air also dissipated.

"Hush!"

Lich Marshall breathed a sigh of relief. Although it cost a precious hole card, it saved a life. Nabbit is a legendary black magician who is worthy of notoriety, and he is very good at the accomplishment of death.

Without a protective scroll, Marshall would be seriously injured this time without dying.

"Huh? Blocked?" Babbitt frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, Lich Marshall was still hiding a life-saving card at this point. After stunned, he sneered, "What's the matter? You're just a waste, try this trick again!"

A finger of death with such power, even if it is as strong as Babbitt, it consumes a lot, and I want to use it a second time in a short time. But how can a black magician have only one hole card?

It was just when Babbitt was going to show off his magic again and hit Lich Marshall.

A cold, sharp voice rang out: "Yeah, yeah, Babbitt, you are right, Marshall is a waste." A gray shadow, like crossing the space, suddenly appeared in the Starry Sky Tower.

Sharp and piercing, weird laughter like crying laughter came from all directions.

The man's body was wrapped with a corpse cloth, the withered figure in a gray cloak, his skin was gray, and his nostrils were like decayed and collapsed holes. The most frightening thing was that it had four long scarlet eyes.

Report the mourning banshee, Besimo!

According to rumors, the death of a banshee will always cause a huge disaster. It's in Europe, but it can stop children from crying at night. It has been wanted by the Bright Holy See for hundreds of years, but today, this horrible demon still lives well.

"Report the Banshee!"

As soon as this monster came out, Babbitt and Emmons and the rest of them changed their colors. Most people in the Academy of Magic are Europeans. They grew up listening to the terrible legend of bereavement.

It was only after they grew up that they truly understood that mourning a banshee was not just living in a legend. It was a terrible monster that actually existed, almost immortal.

"Master Besimo, you are finally here." Lich Marshall breathed a sigh of relief, whispering, "If you want to come one step late, my trouble will be serious."

Babbitt looked at it with fear, and said with a deep voice: "The mourning banshee, it turns out that everything is behind you, are you not afraid of angering the bright Holy See, and chasing you all over the world again?"

The level of activity of mourning banshees in the past 100 years is very low, very low-key. This also made the Holy See more and more relaxed about it.

"Is the Holy See? Jiejing, it will not take long for the bright Holy See to be finished." The terrifying mourning banshee screamed like a crying wolf, "I will personally withdraw his soul to the Lord Demon Lord Hee hee, although Marshall is a waste, he is also a loyal slave of the Lord. Babbitt, you dare to despise the Lord Demon Lord, you have committed a great sin. For your sake, you are a personal talent, I give You have a chance, as long as you are willing to make a soul oath to allegiance to the Lord, I will take the initiative to write off your sins. "

Babbitt's face was black, and he said angrily: "On the basis of your ugly and soulless monster, I dare to speak in front of my dark chanter and die for me."

咻咻 咻 ~

Babbitt lifted the magic robe, pointing three fingers in a row, three black energies shot out, filled with powerful black magic power.

This kind of black magic finger power, even if it can't be compared with the death finger that contains the law of death, its power is also extraordinary. Even the thickest armor at the front of the tank can be easily penetrated.

"Hee hee ~ It's just a little skill, and I dare to show it in front of me." The mourning female monster laughed again and again, her body was empty, and the whole person turned into a group of crows, flying around in the sky.

As for the three black energies, they directly hit the wall of the Starry Sky Tower, and the protective circle formed ripples.

Wow ~

The sound of the crow's flapping wings sounded, and a group of crows once again merged into a mourning banshee. Its blanched face is full of ridicule to Babbitt, "You are just a junior, and the study of black magic is still very young. As long as you are willing to join the deity, you can make your black magic research further. It ’s not impossible to reach a demigod level in the future. "

Babbitt couldn't hit it, and his face became a little ugly. Unexpectedly, this mourning banshee is so hard to deal with. If it is in its heyday, it may be able to compete with it one or two, but the battle with the Lich Marshall just now was very expensive. It will be too difficult to fight the stronger mourning banshee.

For a time, the situation was in a hurry.

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at the same time.

The flames are forbidden.

The battle between Wang Yan and the ancient Yanmo has also reached a point of fierceness. Between his one blow and one blow, there is immense Tianwei. In the Flame Forbidden Land, his power reached almost endless, and just after consuming a part, he recovered in a few breaths.

But the problem is that this flame forbidden land is also the old flame devil's nest. It is in this place, its power is almost endless, and it is slightly injured. Just find a mortar and drill it, you can restore it to the beginning.

One person, one demon, if you continue to fight like this, you may not be able to tell the difference.

Suddenly, Wang Yan's eyes lit up and he had an idea.

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