"A qualified mage should not stick to physical weapons. Anything and objects around him should be able to become his weapons."
As soon as he finished speaking, the kerosene lamp on the table quickly deformed and twisted at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, it melted into a ball of hot metal.
Immediately, the ball of metal quickly deformed, stretched, and solidified in Galt's hands... and turned into an extremely thin metal spear.
The unburned kerosene was sprinkled on the table, and a bright orange-red flame burst out, illuminating the entire room. The flame was fleeting, and after a while, the room returned to darkness. Only scattered moonlight came from the windows.
The light shines through, revealing the silhouettes of the two people.
The scene in front of him shocked the Frost Witch who came to challenge her. Even with the mask on, Galt could feel the surprised gaze of the other party. He seemed to be able to see the beautiful face hidden under the mask rapidly twisting and deforming, revealing
A look of surprise and disbelief.
And what Galt wants is this kind of effect, to first suppress the opponent's momentum. Shock you, what will shock you even more is yet to come. Galt is laughing wildly in his heart.
Before the Frost Witch could react, the alchemist Galt had already struck preemptively, piercing the dark space with the spear in his hand and stabbing the Frost Witch who came to challenge her.
The Frost Witch reacted instantly, swung the ice gun in her hand, and pushed away the metal spear. The two weapons collided fiercely in the air, making a crisp sound of ice crystals hitting metal.
The reaction force from the weapon knocked both of them back a step at the same time.
Almost at the moment when the frost spear was retracted, two ice needles had formed from the fingertips of the frost witch. She chanted a concise spell. The next second, before the ice spear arrived, the ice needles flew towards the alchemist like hidden weapon darts.
It went so fast that it made a whooshing sound in the air like an arrow passing through.
However, Galt's reaction speed was faster than that of the Frost Witch. Almost at the same time as the ice needles were forming, the alchemist used the metal watch on his wrist as a defense device. The moment the ice needles shot out, the Golden Mage
His left hand also completed the transformation, and a silver hand easily blocked the Frost Witch's ice needle attack.
The crystal-clear ice needle was crushed into pieces in the hands of the golden mage, making a crisp sound as ice shattered on the ground.
Amid repeated shocks, the Frost Witch launched another attack. The ice spear in her hand danced gorgeously, drawing streaks of sad blue light in the dark room.
Everywhere he went, cold air radiated everywhere, and Galt could almost feel the pain caused by the cold air in different parts of his body.
However, he calmly retreated and evaded. The more than ten years of hard work were not in vain. As early as his youth, Galt began to learn swordsmanship and fighting. A mage who does not know how to fight in close combat is not
For a qualified mage, the first lesson for every student of the Imperial Academy of Magic when entering the school is to learn sword fighting, and then the low-level courses of weapon enchantment.
It can be said that in his youth, Gaelt had a very solid foundation in actual combat. His practice of swordsmanship was not much less than that of these Kislev frost witches.
The continuous stabbing attacks failed. Obviously, even the Frost Witch herself was very surprised. She once doubted whether the playboy in front of her had really participated in the expedition to the Hell Pit, but now it seemed that this guy did have a skill.
Taking advantage of the witch's consternation, the alchemist launched a counterattack.
The bronze spear lightly rotated 180 degrees in the mage's hand and hit the witch in the face at an extremely fast speed.
Obviously, the Frost Witch did not expect that her opponent had such perfect control over weapons, and was hit hard by the spinning spear.
There was only a muffled sound of bones being beaten by metal sticks. The Frost Witch was instantly knocked to the ground, and the mask on her face fell off, revealing a delicate and cold melon-seed face.
There was still blood on the corner of his mouth.
However, years of rigorous training allowed the Frost Witch to use her wrists to get up again the moment she was knocked down.
Two of her teeth were broken, and blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth. However, such a desolate scene made the witch in front of her obviously more beautiful. Under the illumination of the moonlight, the Frost Witch with blood at the corners of her mouth stood proudly, with a look.
A sense of sadness and sadness.
Galt couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and a feeling of pity and pity arose spontaneously.
"You're hurt, miss."
He greeted in a low voice.
"Scum!"
However, the opponent rushed in again with magical energy regardless of the cost.
The air of ice gathered around the witch, and Galt felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet. His hands and feet were unknowingly coated with a layer of frost, making him unable to move for a while.
The strong cold air penetrated the skin and seemed to freeze the blood all over the body.
However, at this moment, Galt at this time is no longer the ignorant third-rate wizard apprentice in the past. His extremely high talent in metal magic allowed him to instantly figure out a way to crack it, without spells or without any skills.
The process of casting the spell was all based on the alchemist's thoughts. Under the extremely surprised eyes of the Frost Witch, the alchemist's body underwent horrific changes.
I saw that Galt, who was still flesh and blood one second, had completed the metal transformation of his whole body in the next second. A layer of solid metal skin covered the mage's whole body at an extremely fast speed, as if he himself was a statue.
Statue made of gold.
The ice spear struck through the air, but hit the body of a statue that looked like a copper wall. The tip of the spear even bounced off, making a clear and ear-piercing sound.
Under the extremely shocked gaze of the Frost Witch, the alchemist raised his foot and easily shattered the ice chains imprisoned on his hands and feet!
The dense ice layer also shattered all over the ground.
"This is impossible!"
The witch was shocked. What surprised her was not the physical changes of the golden mage in front of her, but the fact that his spellcasting did not require a spell!
This simply goes against the common sense of magic!
However, Galt let her see all the impossibilities. She saw that Galt, who was out of danger, immediately returned to his flesh and blood body. In the Frost Witch's shocked eyes, the metal spear instantly disintegrated,
Split into countless tiny metal fragments.
"Be patient, little girl, this may hurt a little."
As soon as he finished speaking, the metal fragments floating in the air rushed towards the Frost Witch irregularly at an alarming speed.
And all this still requires no spells or spells, as if these metal balls are part of the mage's body, completely obeying his command and orders.
The witch tried to build an ice wall to resist, but found that metal fragments were coming from all directions, with no pattern and no way to defend against it.
Small metal balls and fragments hit her slender body like bullets, but each one was not fatal, but only left a heartbreaking pain.
The Frost Witch knew that this was the alchemist showing mercy.
However, she would not appreciate it, let alone give in. Under the blows that were riddled with wounds, she just endured without saying a word until she was unable to resist and fell down on her knees...