Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 592 Fierce Battle

The witch, who was unable to break free from the algae for a moment, was sent flying with a huge collision!

But before she could fly very far, she was blocked by a giant mushroom that had somehow moved behind her.

The witch wasn't seriously injured. As soon as she regained her balance, she prepared to get up, only to find that she was covered in a lot of slippery powder.

The old witch's next attack was imminent. The witch had no time to remove the powder from her body. She clasped her hands together in front of her and uttered a spell so fast that it was almost inaudible.

Then the witch shook her hands, which swayed like waves.

A huge wave, accompanied by the roar of the sea, rushed towards the old witch.

The old witch saw that the opponent's magical energy fluctuations were like a newly formed hurricane, and she showed no intention of dodging. Instead, she grinned and let out a sharp roar.

"scare----"

The invisible wall of air in front of her instantly deformed.

The powerful shockwave struck the old witch, but suddenly veered off course and was redirected back towards her by the arc-shaped air wall.

To channel such a powerful storm, a more stable magic was needed. The old witch's face turned pale, but her狰狞 smile did not disappear, making her appear even uglier.

Seeing that she was about to be hit by her own magic, the witch quickly stopped casting the spell and switched to a jump spell that could be cast instantly, which made her spring up from the ground.

Just as she dodged, the giant mushroom trees behind her were blown about by the hurricane, some even being uprooted.

The old witch scoffed, "How foolish! Do you think you can kill a wizard just by blowing on him?"

The witch, who had just leaped into the air, twitched at the corner of her mouth. "Don't you also specialize in wind magic?"

She had only spoken half a sentence when the old witch threw something black at her.

The witch was very cautious and easily knocked it down, preventing it from getting close.

As soon as she destroyed the unknown black object, it suddenly exploded and emitted a burst of fire.

However, the explosive intensity was too small; even without the witch's defenses, she could withstand it with her bare body.

"She couldn't possibly do something so useless!" The witch looked down and noticed the large amount of white powder on her clothes that had stuck to the mushrooms. She immediately cast a Cleanse spell.

However, the white powder spontaneously combusted as soon as it left her clothes.

"It has a very low ignition point. Does she intend to burn me with something like this?" Thinking of the powerful old witch who could turn her attack around, the witch dared not be careless.

She immediately opened her mouth and spat out a witchcraft prop.

This magical artifact is like a key, and it has a limited number of uses. She rarely takes it out unless she encounters a formidable enemy.

Most importantly, using this item will worsen the pollution in her body.

The moment the prop was taken out, the old witch was already a dead person in the witch's eyes.

The witch shoved the key into her chest and glared fiercely at the old witch.

"I'm not going to wait until you've unleashed your ultimate move before trying to find a way to dodge it." The witch knew that the old witch's series of actions were probably all in preparation for a certain attack.

But as long as you take care of the person before the opponent unleashes their ultimate move, then there's no need for any ultimate move.

The key went into his chest, and the blood from the wound was quickly absorbed by the key.

The original brass color turned red in an instant, and metallic feathers grew from the witch's arms in the blink of an eye as she swooped down towards the old witch.

The sharp metal wings collided with each other, producing an equally sharp sound.

The air barrier began to vibrate almost instantly upon contact, accompanied by a sound of an unusual frequency.

It lasted only a few seconds before the barrier, which was even sturdier than a city wall, inexplicably shattered with a loud crash.

The old witch raised her eyebrows. "That's interesting."

Then she slapped the wolf's head, shouting, "You're my nemesis! Run!"

The wolf, which had been baring its teeth and growling at the diving witch, suddenly twisted its waist, turned around, and ran away, seemingly trying to avoid the witch, a rather complicated magical artifact, by hiding in Lake Rhine.

But the witch wouldn't give the old witch a chance to escape. Taking advantage of her ability to fly, she rushed to the open space between the old witch and Lake Rhine before the old witch could.

He stretched out his arms and gave another jolt.

A shrill whistle rang out.

This time, the air between the two of them visibly distorted.

Just as the terrifying shockwave was about to hit the old witch, the witch suddenly sensed something strange behind her.

It was a strange feeling of emptiness.

The witch couldn't explain it, but her intuition told her something was wrong.

She turned her head slightly to the side, straining her eyes to see what was happening behind her.

But the next second, she suddenly felt something hit her back.

That thing broke through her defensive magic, through her mage robes inscribed with numerous magical arrays, and through her skin that had been soaked in various constitution-enhancing potions.

"puff!"

An arrow pierced the witch's back and emerged from her heart!

At the same time, the metallic feathers on the witch's body suddenly retracted into her skin.

"Flying technique!"

"No, levitation!"

Despite her many battles, the witch remained calm. After losing her wings, she immediately attempted to use witchcraft to fly away.

However, her witchcraft, even level 0 witchcraft, had no effect at this moment.

The magic power within her body was completely frozen, as if encased in ice, and utterly disobeyed her commands.

The witch fell to the ground with a thud from a height of more than five meters.

Face down!

The old witch grinned, secretly pleased. "They all knew I had a backup plan, yet they still dared to turn their backs on the wizard's tower!"

The old witch looked smug, but inwardly she was a little annoyed, thinking, "That brat guessed right again. The newcomer isn't stupid. Seeing my strange behavior, he'll definitely be wary and make me pretend to run away as soon as I'm at a disadvantage."

At the same time, she looked at the arrow that had disappeared behind the witch, and a sense of apprehension arose in her heart.

"That brat said we can't let our guard down even if the enemy looks dead. We should finish them off with three more blows first."

The old witch didn't approach, but instead conjured a dozen transparent wind blades with her hands. With a flick of her wrist, the transparent wind blades flew towards the witch with a soft whistling sound.

And the witch did not actually faint.

She braced herself with her hands on the ground and immediately rolled to the side.

The wind blades silently pierced the ground, leaving several gaps in the soil.

The witch looked up again, her face contorted in a disheveled state. With brute force, she pulled the arrow from her chest and threw it aside.

And when the arrow leaves her body, her magic begins to surge once more.

"You've actually mastered the method to suppress magic at Lake Rhine!"

The arrow fell to the ground and quickly shattered into several pieces, completely obscuring its terrifying ability to pierce the witch with unstoppable force.

The cross-section is translucent, and water droplets quickly condense on the surface.

The inside of this arrow was made of ice.

The old witch tilted her chin up. "Of course! Did you think we'd been sleeping in all this time?"

The wolf seemed to understand and tried to turn around in confusion, but the old witch held it down and wouldn't let it move.

The witch looked at the old witch again, her eyes now filled with apprehension, thinking: So the lighting of the fire just now was merely a signal. Whether I use my magical tools or not, they will still unleash their anti-magic arrows upon me.

Although the witch survived thanks to her strength, she was seriously injured.

She had no desire to continue entangled with the old witch and only wanted to leave as soon as possible.

It was rather strange, though, that the old witch, after delivering a final wind blade at the beginning, never attacked the weakened witch again.

The two maintained their distance, seemingly afraid that the witch might have another trick up her sleeve.

However, this also made it easier for the witch, who was considering quitting, to escape.

But just as she activated her magic, she suddenly felt a jolt all over her body.

She lowered her head in disbelief, staring at the red key on her chest.

The crimson key was now almost black, gleaming with an eerie light.

"Impossible, impossible!" The witch forgot about running away and grabbed the key from her chest with both hands, trying to pull it out.

But the key didn't budge and kept turning red...or rather, black.

"That key is sucking her blood."

The witch was no longer concerned about the old witch; her face was deathly pale.

"Impossible, it clearly hasn't reached its limit yet, how could it suddenly backfire?"

Chapter 2 is still being written @-@

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