strokinit Chapter 178 A Child with a Cannon
Chapter 178 A Child with a Cannon
Chapter 178 A Child with a Cannon
Banville said, "Wizard Leo, as a rare opponent who interests me, you shouldn't be defeated by such a simple spell, should you?"
Leo frowned.
Although these flames wouldn't affect him much in the short term, he really didn't know how to deal with the flames that were burning from within his body.
Leo tried to unleash a lightning-infused flow.
His body transformed into lightning, and then reappeared in another place.
However, these flames clung to Leo like a persistent ailment, continuing to appear on his body.
"Evasion spells, defensive spells, and a powerful physique."
Banville said calmly, "Wizard Leo, please do your best to find a way to break my spell."
"I don't want to encounter such a good opponent who can't even break my spell."
Banville was very confident in his magic.
After casting this spell, Banville never cast any other spells.
He crossed his arms and said, "Wizard Leo, if you choose to concede now, I can dispel my spell."
Leo said, "Your spell is peculiar, but it's not beyond my ability to handle."
A cold glint flashed in Banville's narrow eyes as he said, "Wizard Leo, I hope your body is as tough as your mouth."
Leo shrugged.
He wasn't lying.
Although Leo didn't know how to resist this spell, for Leo's physical body alone, the spell only placed him in a high-temperature climate like summer.
Leo shook his head and said, "Wizard Banville, you're right, I really can't solve this spell."
Banville's face lit up with a smile, he said.
"Wizard Leo, it seems you're not so stubborn after all. Fine, I'll lift the spell if you admit defeat."
"You misunderstood. What I meant was that I really can't solve it, but I don't need to solve it either."
Leo charged toward Banville.
Banville's eyes widened, and he hurriedly began to cast a spell.
A wall formed by air currents appeared around Banville.
This wall resembled a wind wall, but when Leo rushed into this wall of airflow, he felt a pressure coming from above.
However, Leo's physical abilities were no joke. He slightly shook his body and charged towards Banville.
Seeing that Leo was charging towards him without any regard for anything else, Banville hurriedly shouted, "Wait, Wizard Leo, this is not the fighting stance a wizard should have!"
"If you don't learn about spells, don't analyze spells, and just recklessly charge around, what's the difference between you and a barbarian?"
Leo continued charging towards Banville.
Immediately afterward, as Leo's body touched Banville, his pupils dilated and his body flew backward.
A series of booming sounds rang out.
Banville's body was embedded in the hill behind him.
The flames on Leo's body gradually subsided and eventually disappeared.
Leo nodded slightly.
This can be considered as him discovering a way to break this spell.
Although he cannot resolve the spell itself, he can resolve the person who cast it.
Banville's body slowly flew out from the hill.
Banville was no longer as composed as before. His face darkened as he looked at Leo and said, "Wizard Leo, I misjudged you. You are not a wizard at all; you are just a barbarian."
"The most important thing for a wizard is knowledge."
"In a battle between wizards, the only true duel is when you can see through the other's spells and choose a way to deal with them."
"You clearly didn't see through my spell, yet you used an attack that has nothing to do with wizardry. You are not worthy of being a wizard at all."
As Banville spoke, Leo cast his magic hand and then shot an arrow.
The arrows were extremely fast.
Banville's body transformed into a bolt of lightning.
Immediately afterwards, his body coalesced into an arc of electricity and moved to the side.
However, just as Banville's body solidified, he was kicked away by Leo, who had arrived quickly.
When Banville was kicked away again, his face was contorted in pain.
This time, Banville was prepared to defend himself; a solid crystalline layer appeared in front of his body.
This crystal layer allowed Banville's body to withstand Leo's kicks.
Banville floated in mid-air, coldly looking down at the ground.
Looking down at Leo's extremely muscular body, he said, "Leo Danville. I thought you were an excellent wizard, but I was wrong. You are not an excellent wizard at all. You are just a barbarian who uses savage fighting methods. This is exactly what my father said about the proper demeanor of a Prosman."
"I thought you were different from the other Pros."
You really made me angry.
"Next, whether you beg for mercy or admit defeat, I will absolutely knock you to the ground and make you regret fighting me with such barbaric methods."
Leo didn't see what spell Banville would cast next.
However, for a moment, Leo felt his head separating from his body.
Although the sense of separation was very strong, it seemed to be hindered by Leo's physical defenses, thus preventing them from separating.
However, this sense of separation then became increasingly intense.
Just as Leo was about to make a move, his head and neck suddenly separated, and his head fell off.
Leo tried to control his body, but found that he couldn't.
Leo's head and body seemed to be disconnected.
Moreover, this separation is not a physical separation, but rather a separation caused by some kind of spatial misalignment.
Although Leo's head had fallen out, he was still alive, and there was no blood flowing from the separated part, nor had the wound healed.
Leo blinked. He had to admit that Banville's spell had allowed him, as a second-class wizard apprentice, to once again experience the mystery of magic.
"Leo, the battle is over. If I get serious, one spell will kill you instantly."
Banville floated in mid-air and spoke calmly.
This spell is Banville's trump card.
Unless one's spiritual energy reaches the level of a first-class wizard apprentice or a formal wizard.
Otherwise, no one could withstand this move.
Banville pointed his right hand at Leo's head and said, "Leo, say your last words."
Leo didn't speak; he bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood transformed into a hundred flesh-and-blood puppets.
A flesh-and-blood puppet picked up Leo's head and retreated.
The other ninety-nine flesh-and-blood puppets charged toward Banville.
Banville clearly hadn't expected that Leo could still cast spells in this state.
His eyes widened, and even his breath seemed to stop at that moment.
Banville hurriedly began to cast a spell.
Flames roared, and scorching flames erupted from the bodies of every flesh and blood puppet.