Chapter 2465

In fact, John's combat situation at this time is difficult to describe as "difficult". Because compared with Brooks on the other side, his own strength is enough to ensure that he always has the upper hand - even if there is a black wizard with rich dueling experience standing behind the other side, with the help of the influence of soul snatching curse on Brooks, he vaguely controls the direction of one side of the battle.

Perhaps because of this, the shitabe youth standing in the rear did not pay too much attention to the brother duel in front of him.

Of course, the alien boy was not unclear. If he could help John more, it would obviously make the temporary stickiness easy to resolve.

But he could not, because he knew better that in the half open room at the end of the corridor, there was an enemy who needed his attention and could not be ignored for a moment.

The part of the beast from the blood was constantly releasing warning signs, so that he didn't even want to look away from the door of the room for even a second, so that when he just killed the little snake for John, he just judged the attack direction by the remaining light.

The boy had a hunch that as long as his focus left the door, even for a moment, the situation here would change unpredictably. The shitabe boy has always firmly remembered that he is now in the enemy's territory!

Fortunately, the most important thing for the shitabe nationality is patience... At this moment when the situation is still not clear, he can wait and wait for the other party to "tell" him what to do next.

But, of course, the premise must be that John can win the battle that belongs to him with his own ability, or at least, the longer he persists, the better.

……

"Bang!"

It can be said that John did not disappoint the alien boy behind him.

There is nothing wrong with the family's evaluation of him. He may indeed be an excellent wizard who can accurately grasp the opportunity in the on-the-spot battle and give full play to his strength. At that time, even though he was still young, his talent in the application of combat magic spell and his own spiritual will had emerged faintly.

In the face of the young brother who used to be very fond of, but now he is controlled by the black wizard to attack himself, after the initial restraint and embarrassment, he has understood what he should do.

Even for Brooks' good, he should no longer miss the opportunity. Even if he is likely to hurt the other party, he should try his best!

So, that is, when he caught the habitual loophole of Brooks's back stick defense again, John did not hesitate as before, but stabbed the tip of the stick.

The time was very short, and there was no room for him to accurately converge the strength of the spell, so John's spell was immediately sharp. The red magic arc of light and lightning generally crossed the distance that was no longer far away. Suddenly, it flashed over the side of Brooks's wand that had just backhanded to use the armor curse defense, and fell hard in the center of the other party's chest.

However, John still kept his hand. What he chose was a coma spell that was not strong in lethality.

Then Brooks's not tall figure flew out obliquely and hit the wall on one side of the corridor. After wiping the wall and knocking down several paintings, he rolled to the floor.

John did not relax, because he was not sure whether this coma spell could completely relieve Brooks's combat effectiveness, so that he could not get up again and continue to fight back in a short time.

After a few seconds of silence, the shitabe teenager in the rear gave the answer he wanted most at the moment:

"He fainted temporarily, but it should be all right."

As soon as the voice fell, before John looked back, he found that the boy had come to his side, and then kept walking, standing in front of him again as at the beginning.

"But," said the young man without looking back, "you'd better not go there now."

Because of the impact of John's coma curse just now, Brooks fell not too far from the door of the room at the end. If he wanted to check his state at this time, he would undoubtedly put himself in danger. In fact, John knows this very well, so even if the shitabe boy doesn't say it, he won't go there for the time being... Even if what he wants to do most now is to bring Brooks in a coma to his side, or even just hold each other and leave this terrible place.

Just as John looked at the door at the other end of the corridor with a little upset in his heart, a hand suddenly stretched out from the inner side of the door and rested on the half open door. Then, as the seemingly old hand opened the door a little more, the mysterious old man who had been hiding in it since the beginning finally came out of it.

Not only that, several figures came out at the corner leading to the dungeon in the middle of the corridor, which made John's pupils shrink and his eyelids jump violently.

Fortunately, the shitabe youth in front of him was still calm, only said in a flat tone:

"Another strange wizard like before."

In the view of the alien boy, the human beings who can use magic power may be the same, and the difference is only between strong and weak, but in fact, this is not the case. At present, only one of the adults coming out of the corner is a real wizard, while the others are just ordinary children inspired by malice, not even small wizards.

But in any case, the current situation is obviously extremely bad.

"Two black wizards, three silent ones," John whispered. "What shall we do?"

As soon as he asked the question, the young man in front immediately gave an answer:

"Escape."

Obviously, although shitabe youth is very strong, he is not strong enough to face such a battle. In his present state, even the three silent people are difficult to deal with, let alone the mysterious Abbot standing at the door with a calm face.

To tell the truth, even if they want to escape, they have no plans. The boy would say so, just setting an unchangeable tone for the next direction of action.

But soon, an old voice came from the other end, but it wiped out the idea of unplanned retreat for them in advance.

"There's no need to run away," the old man smiled and looked at John calmly after looking at the shtabe boy again, "Your name is John Stewart, isn't it? Boy, do something for me, and then I don't mind letting you leave safely... Yes, don't worry, don't worry, of course, including your brother Brooks Stewart."