"…Didn't I tell you! Damn it, shadow! I saw a huge shadow, a shadow full of filth that swallowed up the entire moon, and it was spreading crazily! Damn it, who is that vampire magician, Lord!" Chapter 10, The Attack The sudden description left not only his two companions, but even Victor who was hiding in the dark, bewildered and dazed. A shadow? Or a huge shadow? When did I become so awesome? Did he see his future self? Or the date of his own death? Victor thought quietly. It wasn't that he was narcissistic, but that as long as he didn't die, he would definitely achieve something in the future because he had the game system. Secondly, he was sure that the other party was really going to die, because... In the distance, after a brief silence, the instructor named Zack chose to follow the order without hesitation. He turned his head and walked quickly and eagerly back the way he came. The three of them had been acting together for quite some time, and he had already fully trusted his companion's ability called revelation. The shadow was approaching, he had to report back as soon as possible... What he didn't realize was that at this moment, a rat demon was staring at his departing back, motionless.
"This way, it gives me a chance." Victor pulled the ragged hemp hood he had put on helplessly and said helplessly: "I was planning to leave honestly, but you insisted on giving me a reason to take risks——" However, if your revelation really does represent your death, then this is an interesting proposition. Because seeing the future destiny will lead to the blossoming and fruition of destiny... …… The two of them have stayed where they are. The arrival of revelation has made them more cautious and no longer act rashly. In this situation, a sneak attack is actually very difficult to succeed. Therefore, Victor did not spend too much time studying how to hide himself - the silent magic quietly permeated the rain, and the soft soil under his feet would bloom with the most beautiful murderous intent under irrigation. After he was completely sure that Zack had left, he immediately turned back several hundred meters and launched the most fierce offensive against the opponent! The most sudden is the best sneak attack. The surrounding water suddenly exploded, and the splashing water droplets shot out like bullets. At the same time, the originally smooth ground suddenly became muddy like a whirlpool. Just as the two were startled by the sudden attack and were about to disperse and dodge, two hands suddenly stretched out from the mud, one on the left and one on the right, and suddenly grabbed their ankles! One of the most basic magic tricks of Earth Doll Gaia is the Clay Golem. A hideous face made of mud struggled to stick its head out of the soil, roared, and pulled the two men's ankles hard, knocking them to the ground. The next second, the two were engulfed by the flying rain. However, Victor, who was hiding in the dark, did not look relaxed at all, because he saw the faint fluctuation on the other person's skin at the last moment. Holy Protection. He suffered a loss from this thing once when he was fighting with the pursuer before. It comes from a section in the Bible and is part of the baptismal chant. Its function is to reduce the impact of blunt weapons and increase the impact on magic and negative characteristics. Leaving aside the other two abilities, the improvement in magic power alone is enough to make this group of agents veritable "magician killers." Of course, as a relatively basic "secret art", the anti-magic power enhanced by Holy Protection itself is relatively limited, but this does not prevent the magicians who fight against them from being easily blocked by their magic and suffering a severe loss if they are unaware of this. So Victor did not act rashly, but continued to hide in the dark and continued to pour magic into the earth.
Sure enough, when the raindrops from the sky completely fell, pierced through the clay figures, exploded the soil, and even hit the two people completely and turned into streams of water and fell down, only the clothes on their bodies became torn. They even had two black keys in their hands and were looking around vigilantly. Seeing this, Victor smiled softly and raised his hand. On the ground in the middle, clay puppets slowly crawled out of the mud, two, four, six... They surrounded the two people in the center and completely blocked them from all directions. Then, they rushed forward one after another without hesitation and rushed forward desperately. This caused the two agents' expressions to change a bit instantly. As they hastily responded to the battle, they saw a clay figure rushing over, with a violent fluctuation of magic power - Damn?! boom! With a loud bang, splattered mud and a few drops of crimson fell, announcing Victor's victory in this "terrorist attack" by hiding a magic bomb in the clay figure. "magician……" The opponent's arm was injured by the explosion, and he even spoke with gnashing teeth. "Damn magus... Even if you become a dead apostle, you can't change your despicable nature..." "Oh, thank you for the compliment." Magic rats were running around among the bushes on all sides, and at the same time, Victor's voice, which was difficult to tell from which direction, could be heard. "However, this is indeed the fighting style that we magicians prefer, and I happen to be a qualified magician." Most magicians know one or two classic summoning magic tricks, and some even like summoning magic very much. This is probably something that many people don’t understand. Victor didn’t understand it either until he traveled to this world. It has to be said that using numbers to bully the few is not very useful except when the opponent is stronger than you. However, in other aspects, whether it is bullying the weak or being evenly matched, it is a very useful fighting method. Not to mention, the strength of most summoning magic has little to do with consumption, but is based on the materials - if the materials are sufficiently prepared, take Victor's family ritual spell, Earth Doll, Gaia, for example, it is entirely possible to summon a Servant-level terrifying existence in advance to sweep away all enemies, even if he is not strong enough. It's a pity that among the many materials of the Earth Doll, the core of the magic supply alone requires a magic furnace of the Dragon Heart level. Victor believes that even if he sells a dozen of his own assets, he probably won't be able to put together a magic supply matrix. Moreover, although the original owner of this body was good at both earth magic and water magic, and his family heritage was also [Earth Magic], the original owner himself preferred water magic and had talent in it. His magic characteristics were also very simple and clear. The original owner knew it when he awakened. It was called [Flow] - this was a characteristic that was quite consistent with water magic, and it was also very common among water magicians, but it could also be applied to earth magic. The most obvious thing is that the originally hard mudrock puppet, after being developed by the original owner, has become a clay puppet. Although its hardness and combat effectiveness have decreased, it has definitely improved significantly in terms of sticking to people, manufacturing, consumption, and even ambushing people. It even... has the characteristic of being immune to physical attacks. From this perspective, the original owner was actually a magic genius of some magnitude. In terms of magic, Victor had no intention of going against the original owner's wishes, although neither the mud, the earth, nor the water seemed cool. But this is not a novel after all, so practicality is enough. How could he, a newcomer from the outside world, be qualified to deny the results achieved by his predecessor after eighteen years of hard study? Thinking of this, Victor smiled helplessly in the darkness and said, "Besides, the term 'degenerate' is really too much. To be honest, if I hadn't been unlucky and bitten by a damned Dead Apostle, I would have been in the Clock Tower now, quietly enjoying my study life." Chapter 11: Enjoyable Now is 1989. Looking at this world, the group of Dead Apostles are about to die. Maybe this is a world close to the fate line. In such a world, as long as he lives honestly for a few years and successfully graduates from the Clock Tower, he can at least use the Holy Grail War to plot something, not to mention dominating the magic world. If that doesn't work, he can plot against El-Melloi. Obviously, the academy style is his original royal route...
"What a pity, isn't it?" Victor's voice gradually became lower, and as his voice subsided, the endless stream of clay puppets became more violent. In fact, these clay dolls could not do anything to the two of them. Although the church rejected magic and thus they could not even release the most basic magic power, their physical fitness was often several times that of magicians of the same level under the strengthening of its "secret arts". In addition, as prospective believers of agents, they, like other agents, had received combat training since childhood. If the threat of magic was not taken into account, they could easily fight four or five zombies, not to mention a group of rubbish cannon fodder summons. However, just because the clay dolls can't kill them doesn't mean they are useless. They are believers, human beings, and their combat endurance is not as good as that of a vampire - not to mention that the opponent is so insidious and uses summons crazily to consume them. Some will even self-destruct! If this continues, they will be worn out to death here sooner or later. However, the two knew in their hearts that the other believers of the church were right behind them and would be only a minute or two slower at most. If they were to be anxious, they should be the ones who were more anxious. The other side had launched such a despicable yet fierce attack from the beginning, naturally they had no choice, so as long as they can hold on, they will definitely win. Therefore, it won’t take long, or even without them having to look for it, the other party will be impatient to launch an attack again. The two figures, one tall and one thin, exchanged glances and simultaneously glanced towards the darkness around them. suddenly! Snow suddenly swung his leg and kicked the clay figurine in front of him to pieces. At the same time, his sharp eyes instantly locked onto it, and whoosh! A black key flashing with silver light shot out under the night sky, and with a bang, it hit a stone in the distance and pierced through a rat familiar. In the shadows behind them, Victor watched the scene indifferently. The next second, he also turned into a pitch-black lightning and rushed out. The opponent guessed correctly, he really needed to attack more urgently! He could feel that more enemies were approaching, and the large group of demons he had scattered around the periphery were being quickly eliminated! It was like a race, and the good news was that he understood the situation from the beginning and was well prepared for it. A dozen clay dolls instantly pounced on another thin cultist, while Victor rushed towards Snow, who had the ability of revelation, with cold murderous intent! With murderous intent locked on him, Snow, who saw that he had shot only a familiar, had already sensed something. He quickly turned around, crossed his hands and swung them, and the hilts of the two Black Keys slipped out of his sleeves. The moment he held them, magic power was activated! Bang, the sword blade quickly condensed and stared coldly at the monster that was coming violently. He actually tried to engage in close combat with a reserve agent. madness! Victor's attack arrived in an instant. In an instant, his fist emitting a sky blue halo collided with the opponent's black key, causing a violent buzzing sound. The next second, a ruthless look flashed in Snow's eyes. He exerted force with his arm to deflect Victor's fist and chopped at his open neck. This scene made Victor quite helpless. Why do you all seem to underestimate the fighting ability of a magician? The two people who died on me before me were like that, and so are you... Victor quickly stepped back to avoid the attack, then quickly moved forward at an even faster speed - the speed that seemed to be moving backward and forward faster than the blade, and there was even a vague visual dislocation that the blade was piercing through his neck. This made Snow, who was wielding the Black Key, a little distracted for a moment. The opponent's skin almost flashed past his blade, and he was so impatient to move forward. Wasn't he afraid that if he was a little slow, the blade would pierce into him directly?
Is it so extreme?! However, Victor didn't give him time to be surprised, he had to move faster and faster. Take advantage of the moment when the opponent is unable to retract the force of his right hand swing. Victor leaned sideways, and instantly grasped the opponent's left defensive wrist with one hand. He pushed his shoulder towards the opponent's right arm and forcibly performed an Iron Mountain Leaning move. At this time, his remaining hand also emitted a bright light and aimed at the opponent's face. Victor really didn't know much about the attack methods of the Dead Apostles, and he could only rely on the information left by the original owner in his memory to understand the magician's fighting method. However, his fighting on the battlefield over the past nine months was not fake, and it had even become an instinct. The guy who was faster than me before could only exchange injuries with me, so who are you?! boom! ! After one punch, the opponent suddenly took two steps back. The severe pain made Snow a little dizzy. He looked at Victor who rushed up again in disbelief, and with a sigh, he spat out the blood in his mouth, gritted his teeth, and raised the black key again. This time, the opponent was much more cautious, and Victor was even crazier! Dirty moves, risky moves, even sacrificing one's own shoulder at the risk of one's life, allowing the opponent to stab him while punching the opponent in the chest, instantly causing a burst of magic power. In just ten seconds, when Victor's already tattered clothes were covered in blood again, Snow discovered in despair that his body... was beginning to go numb. It's not just numbness to the pain, but also numbness to his own control. In other words, his behavior begins to slow down. With the help of the secret technique, he can ignore pain, enhance his magic power and agility, but once his body can no longer bear it, these so-called secret techniques will naturally be completely useless. Especially after taking the shock caused by the release of magic power, even his anti-magic power could not withstand it. If he had not dodged fast enough, his chest would have been shattered by such a huge explosion of magic power. What's going on... The other party is faster than me and reacts faster than me, I can understand all that. After all, the opponent had been recklessly releasing his magic power from the very beginning, and the radiance of strengthening his magic power never stopped. The magic circuits in his entire body were almost overloaded and smoking. But what's going on with the opponent's crazy offensive posture? Although his skills are average, he relied on his desperate fighting style to suppress me until now... How could a magician possess such a desperate style that only cared about killing the opponent first? ! But no matter how unwilling I am, I still don't believe it. At least his mind was clear enough to make him understand that he seemed to be no match for this vampire. Damn! Miscalculation! Maybe choosing to counterattack was a mistake. He should have stayed with his teammates and waited until the main force arrived! It's almost time! Snow suppressed the anger in his throat and calculated the time - he gave up the counterattack and began to retreat. Just wait a little longer. At this moment, he suddenly felt a slight vibration under his feet. Subconsciously, he glanced at the ground and suddenly realized that at some point, the remains of the clay dolls that had been broken up by the two of them and turned back into soil had quietly climbed onto the pattern called the magic base. "Ritual spell? When!"
"It's just the most basic magic array." Upon hearing this, Victor saw the other party's panic-stricken look and suddenly laughed softly. Rumble! Sharp spikes suddenly emerged from the ground, drilled into the sky like a blue dragon, and then entangled with each other. "Spell: Earth Prison." A basic large-scale magic that looks crude, but is actually full of magical reactions, completely trapping all directions.