Chapter 921: Hard to Tell the Difference

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At the same time, in the Starry Sky Tower.

A battle was also fought in darkness.

Marshall, the deputy dean who was transformed into a lich, is very powerful and has all kinds of powerful spells at his fingertips.

But what he has to face is the veteran black magician Babbitt.

Babbitt is known as the "Singer of Darkness" and his strength is extraordinary. He has admired ancient black magic all his life and pursued the charm and power of black magic. At this time, he is almost the number one person in the world of black magic.

Like the dark mentors Wang Yan killed before, they are not worthy of carrying shoes for "Dark Singer" Babbitt.

Just about ten minutes.

Lich Marshall was already at a disadvantage. The powerful lich's body was filled with various foul-smelling liquids, and strange black lines were running through its body. He has been cursed by three ancient evil curses.

If it weren't for the Lich's extraordinary physique, and if it weren't for the fact that he was S-class, he would have been tortured to death by the curse.

Moreover, his chest was torn open by a huge claw. This wound came from the sharp claws of a half-step S-level corpse dragon. It also contained poison like rotting bones, making it very difficult to deal with.

This forced Lich Marshall to fight to get injured and kill the corpse dragon with all his might.

Fortunately, this Starry Sky Tower is a building built by the Starry Sky Dharma God himself, and it is also the core of the entire Starry Sky Academy. It was filled with various defensive formations, which prevented it from being seriously damaged in the battle between the two legendary powerhouses.

"Hmph, the S-class made by forcibly transforming a lich is indeed a parallel import." Babbitt, the 'Dark Singer', was surrounded by black mist and said sarcastically, "Do you have any other methods? I'll use them again." have a look?"

"You..." Lich Marshall's eyes were full of resentment. Originally, today's matter was already a matter of course. Unexpectedly, a dark singer came out of nowhere and foiled his plan.

"Babbitt, why are you talking so much nonsense to him?" Under the influence of the sobriety potion, the magic power in Emmons' body gradually filled up, and he barely suppressed the vicious curse of the cursed dagger, but his face was still extremely pale.

He was worried about the Sons of Fire and his granddaughter Lydia.

But Babbitt wouldn't let him intervene in the battle, saying he would deal with the lich alone.

"Huh, Emmons, you are already a loser. What qualifications do you have to guide me?" Babbitt came back to support this time because Starry Sky Academy is his alma mater. He still doesn't have a good impression of Emmons, "Emmons, you are such a waste. How could you be plotted by a lich to this extent."

Emmons was speechless. Although Babbitt's words were disgusting, he had to admit that what he said was true. This time, he was really too careless.

"Babbitt!"

Lich Marshall said in a sharp voice, "Think carefully, do you really want to be an enemy of the Black Death Lord? I have a suggestion, you let me take the Tears of the Starry Sky. From now on, we will not be in conflict with each other."

"Idiot, you talk too much." Babbitt said disdainfully, "If you don't have anything else to say, just go to hell."

As he spoke, he pointed a finger, and a cold and invisible wave rippled, as if an ancient and terrifying law had been triggered.

Lich Marshall suddenly felt enveloped by a terrifying power of death, and the feeling of impending disaster swept over his body. His eyes were full of trembling, "Death, one finger of death."

Yes, this is the finger of death.

There was an A-level black magician before who also used the Finger of Death to deal with Little Fatty Bob, but was stopped by Wang Yan.

It's just obvious that as a legendary black magician, Babbitt's attainments and power of the Finger of Death are far from comparable to that of an A-level magician. The power of the Law of Death that is affected by this finger will make even the legendary powerhouses tremble.

"damn it!"

Lich Marshall's pupils tightened, and he instantly cast an acceleration spell and retreated quickly. However, even so, he could not escape the scope of the finger of death.

Marshall gritted his teeth and made up his mind. An ancient scroll was torn into pieces frantically, and a huge, clear energy was released from the scroll, shrouding Marshall in it.

This life-saving protective scroll was a treasure he acquired at great cost, and it could withstand a full blow from an S-class strongman. If life is not at stake, it will never be used lightly.

"Crack!"

The clear but substantial shield finally withstood the finger of death. The two powerful energies collided, and the shield shattered into countless petals like broken glass.

Fortunately, the oppressive power of death that filled the air also dissipated.

"Shh!"

Lich Marshall breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had used up a precious trump card, he had saved his life. That Babbitt is worthy of being a "notorious" legendary black magician, who is extremely proficient in the Finger of Death.

Without the protective scroll, Marshall would have been seriously injured this time.

"Huh? Blocked?" Babbitt frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that at this juncture, Lich Marshall actually had a life-saving trump card hidden. After he was stunned, he sneered, "So what if I blocked it? You are just a waste, try this trick again!"

The Finger of Death, which is so powerful, consumes a lot of energy when used even by someone as powerful as Babbitt. It is impossible to think of using it a second time in a short period of time. But how can a majestic black magician only have one trump card?

Just when Babbitt was about to show off his miraculous power again and severely inflict a heavy blow on the Lich Marshall.

A cold and sharp voice sounded: "Hey, Jie Jie Jie, ~ Babbitt, you are right, Marshall is a waste." A gray shadow suddenly appeared in the Starry Sky Tower, as if it had crossed space.

Sharp and harsh, strange laughter that seemed like laughter and tears came from all directions.

The man was a shriveled figure wrapped in shrouds and wearing a gray cloak. His skin was ashen, and his nostrils were like rotten and collapsed holes. The most frightening thing was that it actually had four narrow, scarlet eyes.

Banshee, Bessemer!

According to rumors, places where the banshee haunts will always cause huge disasters. In Europe, it is an existence that can stop children from crying at night. The Holy See of Light has wanted it for hundreds of years, but to this day, this terrifying monster is still alive and well.

"The Banshee!"

As soon as this monster appeared, Babbitt, Emmons and the others all changed their minds. Most of the people in the Magic Academy are Europeans. They grew up hearing the terrible legend of the banshee.

It was only when they grew up that they truly understood that the Banshee was not just living in legends, it was a terrifying monster that actually existed and was nearly immortal.

"Lord Bessimo, you are finally here." Lich Marshall breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "If you come one step later, I will be in big trouble."

Babbitt looked at it with fear and said in a deep voice: "Banshee, it turns out that you are behind everything. Aren't you afraid of offending the Holy See of Light and chasing you all over the world again?"

The banshee has been very low-key and very low-key in the past hundred years. This also made the Holy See's search for him more and more relaxed.

"The Holy See? Jie Jie Jie, it won't be long before the Holy See of Light will be finished." The terrifying-looking banshee screamed like a ghost, "I will personally take out his soul and offer it to the Demon Lord." Hehehe, although Marshall is a waste, he is also a loyal servant of the Lord. Babbitt, if you dare to despise the Demon Lord, you have committed a huge sin. Considering that you are still a talented person, I will give it to you. You have one chance, and as long as you are willing to swear your soul's allegiance to the Lord, I will make the decision to cancel your sins."

Babbitt's face darkened and he said angrily: "You, an ugly and soulless monster, dare to speak nonsense in front of my dark singer, go to hell."

咻咻咻~

Babbitt lifted up his magic robe, pointed three fingers in succession, and three black energy shot out, filled with powerful black magic power.

This kind of black magic finger strength, even if it is not as powerful as the finger of death that contains the law of death, is still extraordinary. Even the thickest armor on the front end of a tank can be easily penetrated.

"Hehehe~ It's just a small skill, but you dare to show it off in front of me." The mourning female monster laughed again and again, her body fainted, and her whole body turned into a flock of crows, flying all over the sky.

As for the three black energy, they directly hit the wall of the Starry Sky Tower, causing ripples in the protective circle.

Wow~

The sound of crows flapping their wings sounded, and a group of crows merged into one again and turned into a banshee. Its withered face was full of ridicule towards Babbitt, "You are just a junior, and your research on black magic is still immature. As long as you are willing to join the Demon Lord, your research on black magic can be further advanced. It’s not impossible to reach the demigod level in the future.”

Babbitt missed a hit and his face became particularly ugly. I didn't expect this banshee to be so difficult to deal with. If it were in its prime, I might have been able to compete with it, but the battle with Lich Marshall just now was very costly. It would be too difficult to fight the stronger Banshee again.

Suddenly, the situation took a turn for the worse.

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at the same time.

In the forbidden land of fire.

The battle between Wang Yan and the ancient Balrog also reached a fever pitch. Each of his hammers and blows contained great power. In the forbidden land of fire, his power was almost infinite. He had just consumed part of it and recovered it in a few breaths.

But the problem is that this forbidden land of fire is also the lair of the ancient Balrog. In this place, its power is almost endless. If it is slightly injured, it can be restored to its original state by simply digging into the lava.

One person and one demon, if they continue to fight like this, there may be no winner at all.

Suddenly, Wang Yan's eyes lit up and he had an idea.

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