After the execution was completed, this revenge plan against the church also came to an end. At this time, what they had to do was to protect themselves from being discovered by the church.
However, Horn and Enoch hadn't gone far when a cyan whirlwind blocked their way.
After the whirlwind, a man in white clothes fell from the sky.
It was, Reeves!
There was not a single black - suited deacon. He came alone to stop Horn and Enoch!
"I've always had a feeling that if you wanted to take revenge on the church, you'd definitely come here. After all, you wild witches hate traitors the most!"
Reeves' face looked extremely eerie and terrifying under the light of the burning prison.
Horn remained silent and took out his staff.
Fireball spell!
Launch!
Horn knew that Reeves couldn't withstand a single fireball spell. As long as it hit him, he would lose his combat ability, so he launched one unexpectedly.
The roaring fireball flew towards Reeves. Reeves calmly moved to the side and easily dodged it!
"Do you think I'll still be stupid enough to be hit by your fire after the last battle? You won't get away this time. You're just a wild witch. Just die obediently!"
Since being disfigured by Horn, these days he felt that everyone was laughing at his face and his weakness behind his back.
He became extremely irritable and often beat people. After learning that Horn was a wild witch, he became even more manic. He absolutely couldn't accept being defeated by a wild witch!
So he wanted to kill Horn to prove himself!
Even if it was only himself who doubted his abilities!
The cyan whirlwind wrapped around his body, and Reeves moved around at high speed. Horn couldn't lock onto his figure at all.
Enoch watched the battle from behind and tried to use illusions to affect Reeves' movements, but his illusions were too weak. They had no effect on an enemy two levels higher. Reeves broke free from the momentary confusion and it didn't affect the battle situation at all!
However, Reeves didn't dare to approach Horn rashly. Last time, when he got close thinking he had suppressed Horn, he was electrocuted by the sudden lightning on Horn's neck and suffered a disastrous defeat. He wouldn't approach Horn rashly this time.
Even without approaching Horn, Reeves had a way to defeat him. As he moved around, he slowly gathered a pale - green wind ball in his right hand, which seemed to be a long - range attack.
Reeves didn't have many long - range attacks. The third - level divine spell, North Wind's Thorn, was the only one!
This divine spell required a little more preparation time, but its power was astonishing.
Although the preparation time was long, it wasn't to the extent that it took a very long time to cast. It was just that Reeves didn't dare to stop moving to prepare the attack, which made the preparation time of the divine spell increase exponentially.
The current battle was in an awkward situation. Horn couldn't do anything to Reeves, and Reeves didn't dare to approach Horn rashly.
However, both Reeves and Horn knew that once Reeves' long - range attack was ready, Horn would lose!
The wind ball in Reeves' hand was big enough and seemed ready to be launched at any time. Just then, Horn's eyes suddenly caught sight of Enoch, who was constantly disturbing Reeves!
He thought of a way to win! As long as he could make Reeves stop, then victory would belong to Horn.
Enoch's illusions couldn't deceive Reeves, but Horn was different. His spiritual power and magic power were much higher than Enoch's.
Just because Enoch couldn't affect Reeves didn't mean Horn couldn't!
After all, different from other spells, illusions were mostly a pure collision of spiritual power.
So, Horn, who had come up with a plan, used the technique he had practiced for a long time on Reeves.
Illusion!
The ferocious face of Reeves, who was moving at high speed, couldn't help but show a smile. He thought he was about to win. In this situation, what could the Thunder - Fire dual - element spells of the Evil - faced Man do?
Although his attacks were powerful, he was slow. Unless he knew a third spell, Reeves couldn't lose!
Suddenly, Reeves' vision changed. He seemed to have entered a strange world with all kinds of irregular color blocks and chaotic spaces in his vision.
Almost instantly, Reeves felt a little dizzy.
What was this?
He immediately realized that he was in an illusion. He used a little divine power to break free from the illusion, but this brief moment of illusion determined the outcome!
Because Reeves vomited!
He vomited violently, with all kinds of food residues coming out. He even felt like he was about to vomit out his bile!
The attack that was about to be completed dissipated because of his distraction.
After retching for a while, Reeves found that Horn's fireball spell was ready!
The roaring fireball came. Reeves used his divine power to dodge it at the last moment. Just as he let out a sigh of relief,
Another illusion hit!
Caught off guard, Reeves was hit again!
He vomited again!
There was nothing much left to vomit this time, but it was even more uncomfortable.
Moreover, the bright and hot fireball followed!
But Reeves was still vomiting!
He couldn't dodge in time and was hit right on by the fireball!
The flames erupted brightly!
Slowly, the flames went out, revealing a charred body hunched over in a vomiting position.
Finally defeating a strong enemy and an old rival, but Horn didn't feel the slightest bit of joy from victory!
After all, there was nothing to be proud of winning by making the opponent vomit.
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The streets were in a mess, with traces of fire and huge claw marks everywhere.
At this moment, the suddenly - appeared dragon had flown away. It had caused a lot of destruction but hadn't killed anyone!
Although it didn't kill anyone, it had wasted a lot of time for Grady and his group, preventing them from reaching the prison in time to catch Horn.
The overwhelming power of the dragon made Grady despair. The strongest attacks of the two white - suited deacons he brought only made the scales of the dragon tremble slightly!
Grady's attack caught the dragon's attention, but when the dragon spat out a breath of white - hot dragon's breath, Grady exhausted all his divine power just for defense!
The dragon just spat out a breath of dragon's breath at them and then ignored them, concentrating on causing destruction!
Maybe it had had enough fun, or maybe it had achieved its goal. The dragon then flapped its wings lazily and flew away!
Grady and his group were never the target of the dragon!
When they finally reached the prison gate, they only saw the completely burning prison and a charred body lying at the prison gate in a vomiting position!
Grady's face turned ashen. He coldly said to the white - suited deacon beside him:
"Call Marcus back!"
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