The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

The dark clouds covered the Yinyue, and the outside of Nisai Village was quiet and gloomy. The wind outside was howling and howling, and the rustling of the leaves could be heard from time to time.

And on the outer wall of the small village of Nisai, Seraph was firmly attached to the wall like a bat.

He was not breathing at all, motionless, like a dead thing.

Only those eyes, shining with a cold and cruel light, like a lonely hungry wolf in the wild, proved that he was still alive.

He was holding the black rapier in one hand, with the tip of the black sword facing the top of the wall, his muscles tensed, ready to launch a thunderous blow at any time.

The seraphim did not run away, but instead hid and prepared to attack William who was chasing after him.

If William hadn't guarded against it, it's really possible that the seraphim succeeded!

But the seraphim had calculated thousands of times, but they didn't realize that William had a magic mirror from the fairy tale world.

The seraphim stuck to the wall suddenly heard William's low and hasty words from the other side of the wall.

The words were spoken too quickly, as if they were not in the language of the Principality of Fardir, and the Seraphim couldn't understand the meaning of the words for a while.

Just when he was wondering, a strong wind suddenly fell from the sky.

The Seraphim's pupils shrank, and he clasped the wall with one hand, and continued to stick to the wall. The other hand raised the rapier, and the life energy spread out from the body, attached to the rapier, and stabbed soundlessly. out, stabbing the object hit by the strong wind with incomparable accuracy.

penetrating!

The rapier pierced the stick.

Only then did the Seraphim see clearly that what attacked him was a wooden stick that attacked automatically.

A wooden stick that automatically attacked him when no one was operating it.

Seeing this scene, the Seraphim's eyes showed incomparable panic, his voice was a little trembling, and he lost his size for a moment, "Witchcraft..."

At this moment, William's attack also followed, and a fierce sword wind descended from the sky, slashing towards the Seraphim's head.

At the critical moment, the Seraphim finally came back to his senses. He changed his palm into a palm and hit the wall.

A palm print was immediately sunken on the wall, and the Seraphim also took advantage of the force of this blow to fly back with a rapier with a wooden stick in it, avoiding the fatal blow.

Unexpectedly, William, who was in mid-air, seemed to have expected it a long time ago. He kicked his feet together on the wall, and two thick footprints appeared on the wall immediately.

William came out of the abyss like a dragon, flying in the air and hitting the Seraph, and the long sword changed from cutting to stabbing.

The Seraphim who was flying back showed ferocity instead, his ferocious gaze flashed past, his body glowed with white light, it turned out that he was about to explode his life energy, intending to forcibly increase his physical fitness.

The voice of the magic mirror sounded in William's mind in time, "The target explodes with life energy. It is estimated that the strength will increase to 6.42, the constitution will drop to 4.13, and the agility will increase to 6.58."

William's face instantly became ugly.

When the physical attributes were almost the same, William could still compete with the Seraphim by relying on the magic mirror, but now he has fully exploded his life energy and improved his physical fitness to a terrifying level, which is terrifying.

William is no match at all!

The speed of nerve reaction couldn't keep up with the opponent at all, it was just a one-sided massacre.

Just like in the earthen house just now, he was fighting with the two big knights of Seraphim, and the two knight-level killers and his guards had no room to intervene.

He too will fall into this field.

Unless he also explodes life energy.

But this has great sequelae. Excessive explosion of life energy will cause irreparable damage to the body. After this battle, 100% will fall into the realm of the great knight.

The Seraphim has no choice but to lose his life, so how can he still think about these small issues?

At this critical moment, William suddenly felt blessed,

He shouted quickly, "Stick, return the bag!"

The wooden stick with the rapier suddenly gushed out a huge force, and it was about to fly back towards William's waist pocket.

This force came suddenly, the Seraphim's rapier was inserted into it, and before it was pulled out, it was pulled by the force of the flying back, and the half of the body holding the sword was suddenly stopped, and the whole body stopped for a while, being caught William approached quickly.

William's eyes lit up, he seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and stabbed Seraphim's heart with his long sword.

In the face of a crisis, the Seraphim's pupils shrank suddenly, and he let go of the rapier in his hand without hesitation. Without the strength of the Seraphim, the wooden stick immediately flew back into William's bag with the rapier.

At the same time, the Seraphim twisted ninety degrees to the right, trying to avoid William's blow.

Yet it was too late!

Although the Seraphim avoided the vital point of the heart, the chest was still pierced by William's long sword and protruded through the back. There was a wound several inches long on the front chest and back, and unstoppable blood continued to ooze out.

Seraphim couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

William immediately kicked up and kicked Seraphim in the stomach.

The Seraphim flew backwards in an instant and fell to the ground. The white light of life energy that burst out all over his body was scattered before it had any effect, and the long sword on his body was roughly pulled out. Without the long sword hindering him, blood gushed out wildly , It didn't take long for the soil under his body to be stained with blood mud.

At this time, the battle between the two only passed for a few seconds.

Although the Seraphim fell to the ground, as if he had lost the strength to resist, William still didn't want to take any risks.

He chanted the mantra again, "Stick, get out of the bag!"

The stick with the rapier flew out of the bag and wobbled, which made William feel distressed when he saw it.

The wooden stick flew towards the seraph on the ground, came to the top of the seraph's body, and hit the back of the seraph's head.

William was so cautious that the plan of the Seraphim who wanted to fight back from the Jedi failed.

He rolled over on the spot, avoiding the wooden stick, kicked the soles of his feet on the ground, and stood up.

The muscles in his chest and back squirmed, and before he knew it, his blood had been stopped.

The terrifying resilience of the great knight level can be seen!

The wooden stick continued to fly toward the Seraphim tirelessly, flew behind him, and was about to hit him on the back.

Seraphim's face turned cold, and he couldn't let the stick attack him without fighting back.

He turned sideways, swung his left fist, and with a whistling sound in the air, he smashed at the wooden stick.

This punch is different from a rapier, if it is hit by a seraphim, the wooden stick will definitely be torn apart.

William would definitely not sit idly by. With a movement of his figure, afterimages appeared, and he was in front of the Seraph in an instant.

A strange arc suddenly appeared at the corner of Seraphim's mouth—you've been tricked!

It turned out that his move was just a false move, and it was not aimed at attacking the wooden stick at all. His clenched fist opened into a palm again, drew a semicircle, and directly grabbed William's long sword.

And the other hand of the Seraphim also suddenly bent into a claw, grabbing towards William's heart.

As for the back, the Seraphim had already given up defense and let the stick attack.

"Damn it! Sly thing!"

William knew the Seraphim's intentions in an instant, and lured William to attack, using the strategy of exchanging injuries for lives.

If William's piece was chopped off, the Seraphim's palm would definitely be lost, but William, who had no defense, would surely be caught by the Seraphim and die of his heart!

"It's just that although you are full of tricks, you can't escape my magic mirror!" William's eyes showed a sneer. When he attacked, the magic mirror had already reminded William and informed of the Seraph's exertion.

How could William be fooled! It's just a plan.

He backed up and turned around, and stood beside Seraph.

And the Seraphim's palm was not facing William's sword tip, but facing William's sword body.

His claws also flew into the air, just exposed under the tip of William's sword.

Seraphim's face turned pale suddenly, William's long sword slashed down, and one of his palms was cut off instantly.

"Ah..." Seraphim couldn't help but let out a scream.

William would not be merciful, and the sword moved upwards along the Seraph's abdomen, cutting the Seraph's trachea and throat.