After Lin Li kicked him, he still refused to give up. He tightened his hand on the Sky Staff. Gryffindor suddenly felt that the magic fluctuations around him were suddenly violently distorted, and then he heard a "
The sound of "cha-cha-cha-cha" kept ringing. Before Gryffindor had time to react, he suddenly saw countless vines growing around him. These thick and big vines seemed to have their own
The vitality was spreading towards him at a crazy speed, and then Gryffindor felt his whole body tighten, and the vines wrapped around him in an instant...
"Let...let me go!" A sudden change immediately caused Gryffindor to lose his mind. He had heard of the legendary blood vine technique. Once it entangled with any creature, it would immediately be a life-and-death situation. What else?
Drain the opponent's blood, or be torn apart...
"What can I do to earn it?" Gryffindor is really worried about death. If it were normal, it might be better, but now he has been seriously injured and can't even stand still. Where can he find the strength?
Break this tough blood vine?
The most terrible thing is that although the Blood Vine Technique does not cause physical damage like air bursts, it is an out-and-out summoning magic. In essence, the summoned Blood Vine itself is a living thing, Odwin
After all, he is just an inscription master, and has not yet reached the almost omnipotent state of an inscription master. The four master-level magic patterns he laid out cannot limit magic like blood vine at all. This means that Gryffindor
If you want to survive, you can only rely on yourself...
What the hell...
Gryffindor really couldn't figure out how this young magician from the countryside could know such a remote magic as blood vine? You must know that even if he was born in the Oranna Magic Guild since he was a child, and
I was lucky enough to become a disciple of Master Northen, and I had only heard of this magic. Where did Feyre learn it?
It's a pity that there is no time for him to think about it anymore...
Hundreds of blood vines, like countless venomous snakes, entangled Gryffindor tightly in an instant. At this time, Gryffindor looked like a snake.
Like an ant trapped in a spider's web, no matter how hard he struggled there, he could not break free from the blood vines on his body. Instead, he was getting entangled more and more tightly with the vines...
"Ah..." Gryffindor screamed in despair. He had already felt it. The spikes on the surface of the vines instantly pierced into his body, and then it was like drinking water, greedily sucking his own blood.
, every gush of blood caused the blood vine to swell a little, and in the end, the blood vine, which was originally as thick as a little finger, actually swelled as much as a thumb.
This time, Gryffindor was really desperate...
He had even given up resistance and allowed the blood vine to desperately suck his own blood. His eyes were looking at the sky blankly. A spot covered with stains and blood was filled with a blank expression. At this time, Gryffindor looked simply
Just like an innocent girl who had just been passed over by a dozen big men, she was helpless and confused...
"This..." Medellin couldn't help but frown while sitting at the VIP table.
Although this little bastard from Gryffindor is not lovable, if Feyre really kills him, he might be in big trouble. His mentor is the legendary mage Northen, who is famous.
Because of his petty nature, if Gryffindor died in Dawn Square, even the Oranna Magic Guild would be implicated.
"No, we have to find a way to stop them..." Aldwin next to him also looked worried. He knew very well that by now in the finals, the four master-level magic patterns he had laid were no longer needed.
Both Feyre and Gryffindor have mastered the power of a Grand Mage or above. If they want to bypass the four master-level magic patterns and kill their opponents, it is as easy as eating and drinking.
"How about I take action?"
Aldwin thought for a while: "I'd better do it..."
"Yes." Medellin nodded and said nothing more.
In fact, Aldwin could only take action at this time.
There's no way, he knows Feyre too well...
This kid is now determined to kill Gryffindor, and he won't listen to anyone's advice. If he takes action to stop this game at this time, he might end up complaining. Don't think that he is this kid's experiment.
Master Lian, if he really gets to that point, Medellin is not sure that this kid will definitely give him face...
With so many people in the VIP seats, probably only Odwin took action personally, so they didn't have such concerns. After all, in the last game, it was Odwin's personal action that prevented this kid from being swallowed up by the undead power.
In any case, he owed Odwin a favor. Even if he was a little dissatisfied, he would probably give Odwin some face...
These little bastards are really exhausting me...
Seeing Aldwin holding the staff beside him, Medellin finally let out a long breath.
But fortunately, I haven't caused any big trouble yet...
"How are you, Gryffindor magician? How do you feel?" Lin Li stood there with a smile on his face, watching Gryffindor struggling like a drowning man under the entanglement of blood vines, while using the corner of his eye.
Guang observed the movement at the VIP table.
"Let...let me go..." There was a hint of pleading in Gryffindor's voice. At this time, he could no longer care about the grudge between him and Ouling, nor about his own law.
Lan is the number one magic genius. He just wants to live and live well. He is only twenty-five years old this year, and there is still a lot of life that he has not enjoyed. He does not want to be sucked into a mummy by blood vines, and he does not want to die.
In a trial match.
"Are you kidding? I let you go and then let you injure two of my roommates? Damn it, do you think I have the same brain problem as you?"
"Please..." Gryffindor's voice became lower and lower. While the blood vine sucked the blood, it also sucked his life force. If he didn't get out of the blood vine, he would never survive for five minutes.
At this time, Gryffindor had completely given up his past pride, and he even secretly swore that as long as the other party was willing to let him go, he would be willing to beg for mercy in any way...
"This, it seems very sincere..." Lin Li touched his chin and stared at Gryffindor, but his mind was entirely on the VIP table. He had already seen Aldwin holding the staff with both hands.
, began a low and majestic mantra chanting...
Lin Li knew clearly what the president was thinking. It was simply that Gryffindor was too powerful and he was afraid that after his death, the Oranna Magic Guild would be in trouble.
But this was exactly what Lin Li wanted. In fact, from the beginning to the end, he never thought about killing Gryffindor. After all, this guy was a disciple of the legendary mage Northen, and Northen was a colleague of Anduin.
If he was really killed, the old man might not be able to explain it. It was precisely because of this that when the Blood Vine Technique was released, Lin Li made some small moves in the arrangement of elements. It seemed that
The sucking was fierce and fierce, but in fact it was just to scare people. While absorbing the blood, these hundreds of blood vines re-injected the blood into Gryffindor's body through the spikes on the surface.
Lanffindor was so frightened that he didn't even notice...
However, just because he doesn't want to kill him doesn't mean that Lin Li can let others interfere in his game. Gryffindor hurt my roommate, so when to stop ravaging him can only be decided by
I have the final say. You, Aldwin, can intervene if you want, but after you intervene, you must not regret it...
"Well, since the Gryffindor magician is so sincere, then I will reluctantly..." When Lin Li said this, he paused for a moment, glanced at Aldwin who was chanting a spell, and then said again
He continued: "Then I will reluctantly accept your apology..."
"Really?" Even though Gryffindor had been sucked to the point of collapse by the blood vine, he couldn't help showing a hint of joy at this time.
"Of course..." Lin Li smiled and waved his hand casually, and the blood vines immediately showed signs of loosening.
"Thank you, thank you..." Gryffindor thanked him repeatedly with a face of surprise. At this time, he no longer cared about the face of France's number one magic genius. He was afraid that he would say thank you too late and that thousands of dollars would be lost.
A vine will wrap itself tightly around itself again.
Lin Li controlled the rhythm of the vines loosening while paying attention to the changes in the VIP seats. Aldwin's spell had been completed, and a dazzling light instantly covered the entire Dawn Square. In an instant, the entire world turned white.
In the vast area, whether it was Gryffindor entangled in blood or Lin Li with a smile on his face, they were all engulfed by light in an instant...
Lin Li knew that this was the legendary twenty-level magic purification technique. Wherever the light covered the place, any summoned creature would return to where it came from. Even the demon summoned from the abyss would return to the place once it was covered by the light.
Return to the abyss immediately, let alone a low-level summoned creature like blood vine?
And it was this moment that Lin Li was waiting for.
At the moment when the light of the Great Purification Technique lit up, Lin Li also released his control on the Blood Vine Technique...
"You're welcome!" The huge mental power was also pushed to the limit in an instant. Just when Gryffindor broke away from the blood vine, a mental power full of destructive aura surged violently.
got into his mind...
"ah--"
When this shrill scream came out, even Odwin was stunned for a moment.
At this time, the entire Dawn Square was covered by the light of the Great Purification Technique. Even people with the best eyesight could not see clearly what was happening in the light. The thousands of magicians in the audience could only learn from that tragic sound.
The caller reluctantly guessed that there was something wrong with Aldwin's magic that caused an accident to Gryffindor?
"This..." Medellin was also stunned for a moment. How could a game that was about to end successfully become like this?
The entire Dawn Square fell silent, and everyone stared blankly at the light. At this time, time seemed to pass very slowly. No one knew how long it had passed before the light finally slowly dissipated, and then
I heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from the light.