"I'm going!"

Brian secretly wiped a cold sweat, he was really frightened.

If he hadn't reacted in time, his fate would have been no different than that of this sword.

At the same time, I was surprised that this evil spirit, which was transformed from the resentment of the great arcanist, was so cunning and shrewd.

It is indeed an evil spirit transformed by the great arcanist of the spiritual faction.

Because the minds of arcanists who are proficient in this field are the most determined, the evil spirits transformed from them are even more extraordinary.

The evil spirit that missed the attack screamed loudly, and the sound seemed to come from the bottomless abyss.

She locked eyes with Brian with hatred and fury, puffed out her chest, leaned back suddenly, then suddenly arched like a cheetah, and let out a sharp roar at Brian.

For the second time, the powerful sound penetrated the protective barrier that Brian had put up in time with thunderous force.

Suffering the strong impact of the low-end version of "Banshee's Wail", Brian's eyes were filled with stars, veins popped up on his forehead, and there was a heartbreaking pain in his ears.

My buzzing ears seemed to hear the most piercing wails and moans, the music of drow flutes and halfling oboes, the howling of the wind through the canyon...all the mixed sounds filled my mind,

It made him feel as if his head would explode at any moment.

Brian knelt on one foot and shook his head vigorously. He clearly felt that the skin on his face was being impacted by negative energy and began to become numb and cold.

The evil spirit of the Great Arcanist screamed and flew to the ceiling, its pale and twisted lips exposed its gleaming fangs, and its curved claws were filled with evil negative energy, and it rushed towards Brian with murderous intent.

Although Brian was still suffering from the pain of "The Banshee's Wail" at this moment, he had already regained his previous calmness and composure, and launched his counterattack without showing any signs of weakness.

"MATIK STRATGA!!!"

The whole body of his spiritual crystal servant suddenly bloomed with bright blue luster, and then used the maximum power of telepathy to transmit his words to the depths of the evil spirit's mind.

When the Great Arcanist's evil spirit heard the loud cry of the Spirit Crystal Servant, its dimly fluorescent body suddenly paused, and its scarlet eyes full of hatred and destruction showed a hint of struggle.

——"Second level power: shock wave!"

Brian concentrated his thoughts, and his deep eyes suddenly wanted to use the light of his soul. The moment he met the evil spirit, it turned into an invisible edge, shot out like lightning, and struck directly into the depths of her soul.

The evil spirit groaned, and a painful wail came out of its twisted mouth.

When Brian saw that the attack was effective, he immediately poured out his remaining energy points frantically.

Although the damage of this power would be doubled for every 2 additional power points spent, he did not do this. Instead, he released it one after another, allowing her to continuously bear the damage of psychic attacks.

Just a moment.

Brian then squandered all his psychic points, and the Great Arcanist's evil spirit also held its head, its curved claws dug into its long disheveled hair, howling in pain.

"Shout! Keep shouting!"

Brian wiped away the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth and roared at the evil spirit of the Grand Arcanist:

"Scream as much as you want! Even if you scream your throat out and shout out all your organs and lungs, it won't change the fact that you have died long ago and turned into an ugly undead creature. As an undead, you can only

He kept reminiscing over and over again the scenes of his lover being beheaded by an orc, but there was nothing he could do!"

"No! Shut up, you damn pathetic creature!"

The evil spirit of the Grand Arcanist screamed loudly and struggled, and the dim fluorescence around him became flickering, as if it would go out at any time.

Brian knew that his opportunity had come. He signaled to the spiritual crystal servant and continued to mock her sarcastically. He quickly took out the casting materials and prepared to give the opponent the strongest blow.

"It's useless... magic can't kill her at all." At this moment, the soft female voice that Brian had been waiting for echoed in the back of his mind again.

Hearing this soft voice, the pain in his brain seemed to ease a lot.

"How to deal with it?"

He looked warily at the evil spirit still struggling in place and asked quickly.

Apparently, the evil spirit of the Great Arcanist found a gap in the depths of her heart due to her intense emotional fluctuations, and took the opportunity to communicate with herself.

"There is a sword in the sarcophagus, go quickly!"

The soft female voice became inaudible due to the rush, "Kill her with that sword, hurry up, or it will be too late!"

"Pathetic creature! The same goes for you. No one will come to save you even if you scream until your throat is broken! I will kill you!" The evil spirit of the Great Arcanist suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Brian coldly.

Her twisted and pale lips remained motionless, trying her best to restrain something, but her shrill voice clearly reached Brian's ears and rang in his mind, as if echoing in a cold dark lake.

"Then we'll see!" Through clenched teeth, Brian squeezed out these words, and immediately asked his spiritual crystal servant to go to the sarcophagus to get the sword.

"I will kill you! I will kill you!" After discovering that the spiritual crystal servant had entered the sarcophagus with a whoosh, the Great Arcanist's evil spirit finally became anxious. His lingering long hair and slender rags all over his body were flying wildly, and he roared:

"I will kill you!"

"Catch it!"

The spiritual crystal servant held a gold-plated sword hilt in both hands, emerged from the sarcophagus, and quickly threw it to his master, "Use physical attacks to save her!"

Seeing the Great Arcanist's evil spirit turn its head stiffly, tense up its whole body, and raise its body, it is obvious that it is preparing for another low-end version of "Banshee's Wail".

"this……"

Brian looked shocked and quickly reached out to catch the thrown weapon.

However, the moment I held the hilt of the sword, I was a little dumbfounded.

Because this sword only has a hilt and no blade.
Chapter completed!