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At the same time, in the tower of the starry sky.

A battle is also a dark battle.

Marshall, the vice president who transformed into a lich, is very powerful and can easily use all kinds of powerful spells.

But what he has to face is the old black magician Babitt.

Babbitt has the reputation of "Dark Ode to the Singer" and his strength is extraordinary. He has admired ancient black magic throughout his life and pursued the charm and power of black magic. At this time, he was almost the number one person in the world in black magic.

Like the dark mentor Wang Yan killed before, he didn't deserve to carry his shoes to the "Dark Ode" Babbitt.

In just ten minutes.

The Lich Marshall was already at a disadvantage. The powerful Lich's body was filled with all kinds of stenched liquids, and strange black lines were rushing around in its body. He had already had three ancient vicious curses.

If it weren't for the extraordinary physique of the Lich, if it weren't for the S-level, he would have been tortured by the curse and torture.

Moreover, a huge claw was torn into his chest. The wound came from the sharp claws of a half-step S-level corpse dragon, which contained a highly poisonous bone-like rotten bones, which was very difficult to deal with.

This forced Lich Marshall to be injured and killed the corpse dragon to death.

Thanks to the fact that this Starry Sky Tower is a building created by the Starry Sky God and is also the core of the entire Starry Sky Academy. It is full of various defensive formations, which prevents it from undergoing major damage in the battle between the two legendary powerhouses.

"Hmph, the S-level made by forcibly transforming the lich is indeed a squat." "The Dark Singer" Babbitt was wrapped around his body with black mist and said mockingly, "Is there any other way to use it again? I'll take a look?"

"You..." Lich Marshall's eyes were filled with resentment. Originally, today's incident was already a matter of going with the flow. However, unexpectedly, a dark singer came out from behind and failed his plan.

"Babbitt, why are you talking about so much nonsense with him?" Under the influence of the sobering potion, Emmons's body gradually filled up his magic power, barely suppressing the vicious curse of the cursed dagger, but his face was still extremely pale.

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

But Babbitt refused to let him intervene in the battle and said he would deal with the lich alone.

"Hmph, Emmons, you are already a loser. What qualifications do you have to guide me in doing things?" Babbitt came back to support this time because Starry Sky Academy is his alma mater. He still won't have any good feelings for Emmons. "Emmons, you are really a waste. You can actually be calculated to this extent by a lich."

Emmons was speechless. Although Babbitt's words were disgusting, he had to admit that the other party was saying the truth. This time, he was really too careless.

"Babbitt!"

Lich Marshall said with a sharp voice, "You think carefully, are you really going to be an enemy of the Black Death Demon Lord? I have a suggestion, let me take away the tears of the starry sky. From then on, we will not overturn the river."

"Idiot, you're talking too much." Babbitt said disdainfully, "If you have nothing else to say, just die for me."

As he said that, he pointed out casually, a cold and invisible wave rippled up, as if an ancient and terrifying law was triggered.

The Lich Marshallton felt that he was shrouded in a terrifying force of death. The feeling of disaster hit all over his body, his eyes filled with trembling expressions, "Die, die one finger."

That's right, this is death's finger.

There was a level A black magician who used death finger to deal with the fat boy Bob, but was stopped by Wang Yan.

It's just obvious that as a legendary black magician, Babbitt's attainment and power of the Death Finger is far from comparable to that of the A-level magician. With this finger on, the power of the law of death that can be trembled even if he is a legendary strongman.

"Damn it!"

Lich Marshall's pupils tightened, and he instantly used the acceleration technique and retreated quickly. However, even so, he could not escape the coverage of the death finger.

Marshall gritted his teeth and made up some decisions. He tore a piece of ancient scroll wildly, and a huge stream of energy was released from the scroll, covering Marshall.

This life-saving protective scroll was a treasure he got at a huge price, which can withstand the full-strength attack of the S-level powerful man. If it weren't for life, it would never be used easily.

"Crack!"

The dark and solid shield finally resisted the death finger. Under the collision of two powerful energy, the shield shattered into countless petals like broken glass.

Fortunately, the power of death suppression that filled the air also dissipated.

"Shh!"

Lich Marshall breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had consumed a precious trump card, he saved his life. Na Babbitt deserves to be the "notorious" legendary black magician, and has mastered his achievements in the One Finger of Death.

If there is no protective scroll, Marshall will be seriously injured if he does not die this time.

"Huh? Blocked?" Babbitt frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Lich Marshall still had a life-saving trump card. After he was stunned, he sneered, "So what if you block it? You are just a waste, try this trick again!"

The Death Finger with such a power is extremely costly even when Babbitt is used, and he will never use it for a second time in a short period of time. But how can a great black magician have only one trump card?

Just as Babbitt was about to show his magical powers again and severely damage Lich Marshall.

A cold and sharp voice sounded: "Yehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe~ Babbitt, you're right, Marshall is a waste." A gray shadow suddenly appeared in the tower of the starry sky as if it had crossed the space.

The sharp and harsh laughter, which seemed to be laughing and crying, came from all directions.

The man was wrapped in a shroud strip, his silhouette with a gray cloak, his skin was gray, and his nostrils were like rotten and collapsed holes. What was most frightening was that it had four scarlet narrow eyes.

The Banshee who reported the death, Besimo!

According to rumors, the place where the banshee appears will always cause great disasters. It is a place that can stop children from crying at night in Europe. The Holy See has been wanted by the Holy See for hundreds of years, but to this day, this terrifying demon is still alive.

"Report the Death of the Banshee!"

As soon as this monster appeared, Babbitt, Emmons and the rest of the people became terrified. Most of the people in the Magic Academy were Europeans. They grew up listening to the terrifying legend of the banshee who reported the death of the banshee since childhood.

It was only when they grew up that they truly realized that the banshee who received the death was not just living in the legend, it was a terrible monster that was almost immortal.

"Mr. Bessimo, you're finally here." Lich Marshall breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "If you want to come one step later, I will be in trouble."

Babbitt looked at it with fear and said in a deep voice: "The Banshee who reported the death, it turns out that everything is your commander behind you. Aren't you afraid of angering the Holy See of Light and chasing you all over the world?"

The Banshee's activity in the past century has been very low and very low-key. This has also made the Holy See's wantedness for it more and more relaxed.

"Is the Holy See? Hehehe, it won't take long for the Holy See to be destroyed." The monarch who was terrifyingly roared like a ghost crying and howling, "I will personally draw out his soul and offer it to the Lord of Demon. Hehehehe, although Marshall is a waste, he is also a loyal slave of the Lord. Babbitt, if you dare to despise the Lord of Demon, you have committed a great sin. For your sake, you are still a talented person. I will give you a chance. As long as you are willing to make a soul vow to be loyal to the Lord, I will make the decision to write off your sins."

Babbitt's face turned dark and said angrily: "Even an ugly and soulless monster like you dare to speak loudly in front of my dark singer and die for me."

Swallowing ~

Babbitt tucked his magic robe, pointed out three fingers in a row, and three black energy shot out, filling with powerful black magic power.

This black magic finger is extremely powerful even if it is not as powerful as the death finger containing the law of death. Even the thickest armor at the front of the tank will be easily penetrated.

"Hehehe~ It's just a trick of eagle, and you dare to show off in front of me." The female monster who reported the death laughed and weakened, her whole body turned into a group of crows, flying all over the sky.

As for the three black energy, they directly hit the wall of the Starry Sky Tower, causing ripples and ripples in the protective magic circle.

Hurry ~

The sound of the crows flapping their wings sounded, and a group of crows merged into one again, turning into a banshee who claimed the death. Its haggard face was full of sarcasm to Babbitt, "You are just a junior, and your research on black magic is still very immature. As long as you are willing to join the Demon Lord, you can take your research on black magic further, and it is not impossible to reach the demigod level in the future."

Babbitt's face became particularly ugly after failing to hit the attack. Unexpectedly, this banshee who reported the death toll was so difficult. If it was in its heyday, he might be able to compete with it, but the battle with the Lich Marshall just now was very expensive. It would be too difficult to fight with the banshee who had a stronger banshee.

For a moment, the situation changed drastically.

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at the same time.

In the forbidden land of flame.

The battle between Wang Yan and the ancient flame demon also reached a white-hot level. His hammer and blow contained great power. In the forbidden area of ​​the flame, his power almost reached endless. As soon as he consumed part of it, he recovered in a few breaths.

But the problem is that this forbidden area of ​​the flame is also the old nest of the ancient flame demon. Its power is almost endless in this place. If it is slightly injured, it can recover as soon as it is just a slurry and just drill it.

If one person and one demon continue to fight like this, I am afraid that there will be no winner at all.

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

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Chapter completed!