Wizard Earl

Chapter 697 Fierce Battle

"Bang!"

The dark purple blade wheel struck the golden light shield, producing a muffled thud. Fortunately, the presence of runes in the secret chamber where Old Victor was located concentrated the sound within the chamber, preventing it from spreading outside.

Upon seeing the dark purple blade wheel striking the golden light barrier, Old Victor, his face grim, immediately let out a series of cold snorts. With each snort, the golden light on the barrier more than doubled, directly deflecting the dark purple blade wheel. However, the dark purple blade wheel did not return to the mysterious man outside the secret chamber; instead, it flew towards another wall inside the chamber!

Seeing this, old Victor seemed to understand something, and his face contorted with rage. He made a move to unleash a golden beam of light to block the dark purple blade wheel, but it was too late. The dark purple blade wheel struck the wall, sparks flying from the incredibly hard walls of the secret chamber.

Although blocked by Old Victor's golden beam of light, the dark purple blade wheel still circled the walls around the secret chamber at an extremely fast speed. The sparks that flew from the blade wheel and the walls burned almost all the walls in the secret chamber black.

"Bang!"

With another swing of his cane, old Victor knocked the dim, dark purple blade wheel to the ground. Even so, looking at the dark walls, old Victor's mood was still extremely bad. Although he didn't know how this mysterious person had managed to use this dark purple blade wheel, he was now unable to control the restrictive mechanisms in the secret room!

At first, seeing this mysterious figure blast a large hole in the secret room's hidden door and then make no further moves, Old Victor was somewhat puzzled, wondering what the other party's intention was. But when he saw the dark purple blade wheel, aided by the golden light, bounce off and strike the wall, Old Victor suddenly understood what the other party wanted to do!

It turns out that this person had already discovered the restrictive mechanisms on the walls of the secret room. That's why he delayed entering the secret room to wear down his patience. Then, while his attention was focused on protecting himself, he used a feint to destroy all the restrictive mechanisms in his secret room!

In his prime, Old Victor would have been fearless in the face of any attacker, but now, injured, the restrictive mechanisms within this secret chamber would be a tremendous asset in dealing with this meticulously prepared assailant! And now, with all the restrictive mechanisms destroyed by the opponent's dark purple blade wheel, Old Victor felt that escaping unscathed would be extremely difficult!

Just as old Victor was feeling extremely depressed, Margaret, dressed in a linen robe and wearing a silver mask, walked step by step from outside the secret chamber through the large hole blasted open by the alchemical bomb and into the secret chamber, appearing in old Victor's sight.

Margaret raised her hand to retrieve the dim, dark purple blade wheel that had fallen to the ground. She stared at the old man before her, whom she wished she could skin him alive, tear him apart, and extract his soul. Her eyes, hidden behind her silver mask, were filled with icy killing intent!

In the woods near the fishing village of Alavés, Martina, in order to survive, told Margaret many things that interested her. The woman seemed to have noticed that Margaret was particularly interested in the old man Victor, perhaps out of a desire for revenge. Martina then revealed all the information she knew about the old Victor to Margaret in one go.

This included the method of entering the highly concealed two-story villa in the Oyar noodle factory where old Victor was hiding, and the information about the alchemical mechanism in the secret room. With Martina's help, Margaret was able to sneak up there so easily and successfully decipher the alchemical mechanism in the secret room!

"Who are you?"

Clearly sensing the murderous intent and hatred in the mysterious man's eyes, old Victor, leaning on his cane, stared intently at this man who dared not show his true face, and then said in a deep voice:

"The one who will kill you!"

With her enemy right before her, Margaret, burning with vengeance, stared at Old Victor for only a second or two before speaking in a hoarse voice. Before she could finish her sentence, two blood-red streaks flew from her hands, one aimed straight for Old Victor's brow, and the other for his heart!

"Blood magic!"

The moment the crimson ribbons left Margaret's hands, the old Victor, who had traversed the wizarding world for nearly a century and was very knowledgeable, recognized their origins and blurted out in shock.

Despite the unexpected turn of events, old Victor reacted swiftly to the crimson streak hurtling towards him, raising his hand to unleash two golden beams of light to meet it head-on!

However, seemingly prepared for Old Victor's golden beam of light, a silent sneer appeared on Margaret's beautiful face beneath the mask. Martina had already told her all the information she knew about Old Victor's strength, including the advanced meditation technique called "Dembele Golden Light Technique" that Old Victor practiced, and the golden beam of light that Old Victor used most often as an attack method called "Golden Light Technique".

Having anticipated this, Margaret uttered a spell in a hoarse voice, and then the two crimson streaks she released trembled slightly before wrapping around the golden pillar of light.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

After entangling itself around the golden pillar of light, the crimson ribbon immediately began to corrode it. Under the corrosive effect of the blood magic, the golden pillar of light released by Old Victor visibly shrank!

Faced with such a sudden change, his proud spell was easily dealt with. Even the experienced old Victor was slightly stunned. However, in this life-or-death moment, the experienced old Victor did not panic and lose his composure. He decisively abandoned the pawn to save the king and cut off the magical power transmission to the golden pillar of light!

Without Old Victor's magical power, the two golden beams of light were instantly corroded by the blood-red ribbon, leaving not a trace. Margaret seemed not to have expected Old Victor to act so decisively. She had originally wanted to take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, but now that Old Victor had stopped so quickly, he had not caused much damage, and naturally, she no longer had the opportunity she had imagined!

"You were sent by the Duke to kill this old man? What benefits did the Duke give you? Professor, I can give you double!" Old Victor took three steps back, leaning against the wall of the secret chamber. His gaze swept over the silver mask on the mysterious man's face and the blood-red ribbon floating in mid-air, and he said in a deep voice:

(End of this chapter)