The thoughts of the fairy tail follow your heart

Shock!This was the only thing Eleven felt at this time.

Geral's control of magic is better than he thought.

The magic circle that appeared in Eleven's abdomen was actually located at the position where Geral had just hit the punch.In other words, Geral could actually complete the formation of the magic circle at the moment of the attack, and inscribe it on his body without even noticing it.

What is even more incredible is that at that time, Geral was obviously in a state of confidence with a stable chance of winning, but he still quietly left himself a back hand.

The talent of magic and the strategy of battle are amazing.

It was the first time that Eleven saw what the top genius in the world should be like, which was completely different from the fighting style he usually came into contact with from the guild.

The people in the guild are very strong, so strong that they are almost incomprehensible, but it is precisely because of this strength that everyone is basically used to the style of brainless fighting.People like Eleven who can use their brains are already in the guild.

Although this Geral was mentally confused and like a neuropathy, Eleven felt a lot of knowledge gained from him.

"Huh, I really underestimated you." At this time, Geral's body exuded intermittent golden light, floating from the bottom of the big pit.

His condition is not good, and he seems to be short of his last breath.But with this last trace of blood, he created an opportunity to kill Eleven.

"Ahem, although I don't know how you did it just now, you won't have any more chances if you are caught by the restrained snake, and I won't give you another chance!"

Speaking of the magical power bursting out of Geral's body, the already broken body was bloodied again, but he didn't care at all, but instead urged the "Meteor" to fly into the air.

Standing in the void, Geral folded his hands across his chest, huge magical power gushing out, behind him, seven huge golden magic circles gradually formed.The magic circle was linked by magic, and gradually formed a Big Dipper pattern in the void.

Eleven frantically mobilized his mental power, constantly trying to break free from the restraining snake on his body.He discovered that these little rune snakes could not only restrain his physical and magical power, but also had an extraordinary degree of tenacity. Using pure mental power, he could not even tear this magic.

Looking at the brighter and brighter Seven-Star Magic Array in the sky, Eleven felt shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that Geral would be able to attack such a degree after suffering such a serious injury.Although he didn't know what this magic was, Eleven never doubted that once he was hit, he would peel off without dying.

His thoughts flew, and Eleven kept thinking about ways to survive at this time.The only thing he can use now is pure mental power, which is his only life-saving straw.

But Geral is now high in the sky, and it is difficult to cause effective damage to him without magical support.Even speeding up thinking has no practical meaning. After all, speeding up the mind cannot prevent his body from attacking.

Geral did not give Eleven too much time to think. In fact, he completed the construction of the Seven-Star Magic Array in a few seconds.

"Accept the sanctions of Seven Stars! Celestial Magic-Seven Stars Sword!"

Geral stood in the void, pointing one finger to the other, the golden magic light instantly illuminated the entire sky, and even the thick dark clouds were dispersed by this strong magic wave.

Eleven stared at Geral in the sky, his eyes widened, and the light blue light in his pupils flashed crazily.

At this time, Geral's expression returned to calm instead, no longer hideous, the palm of the hand pointing to the sky slowly pressed down, and said in a cold tone: "Go to death."

The air freezes suddenly!

......

However, nothing happened...

Next second

"Oh~~"

Geral in the sky actually vomited!Not vomiting blood,

Due to vomiting, the magic control made a mistake, the golden circle in the sky shattered directly, and even the restrained snake on Eleven disappeared.

The magic backlash caused by the forcible interruption of the magic caused Geral to really spit out a mouthful of blood, and his figure began to shake in the air, glaring at Eleven with murderous eyes.

"What did you bastard do to me? Oh~~"

"Hey!"

Eleven below looked up at the sky, and smiled at Geral with a mean smile, sighing in his heart that it was great to have practiced with Meester in the first place!

That's right, Eleven uses the same memory implant that he used to prick Meister.And, just to be on the safe side, he put the most disgusting thing in his life, the most dizzying scene, the most uncomfortable feeling, all into Geral's mind!

Sometimes small skills can really play a big role!

Compared to deleting or modifying the memory of others, it is much simpler to implant a small piece of information. The main reason is that you don't need to spend time sorting out the memory of others, just stuff a brain into it.

Anyway, this guy in the sky is already confused enough, so it doesn't matter if he messes up a little bit more.

"You... asshole... vomit~ vomit~" Geral in the sky couldn't even say a complete sentence, vomiting frantically, sometimes mixed with a few mouthfuls of blood, feeling that he would go to heaven at any time.

Freed from the shackles and regained his mobility, Eleven was in a good mood. Looking at the miserable Geral in the sky, he felt that he was not so annoying, and even wanted to laugh a little.

"Hey, come down for a while!"

I couldn’t bear to watch Geral suffer in the air. The kind-hearted Eleven did not hesitate to use his precious thoughts to grab Geral, who was unable to escape, and slam him to the ground so that he could lie down and rest. a bit.

However, at the moment Geral hit the ground, Eleven's mind did not have any feeling of touching the ground. Instead, it was a bit like throwing Geral into a pile of cotton.

"Amaterasu Thirteen Rules-Enemy Yumian"

A low-pitched male voice came, and a complex magic circle suddenly appeared under Geral, obviously used to absorb damage.

Eleven was instantly alert, and immediately left the half-dead Gerald behind, turned his head to look at the white-haired man who walked out slowly and was called Brian.

Pop, pop, pop

While walking, Brian lightly patted his palms, his eyes were full of admiration at Eleven, as if applauding Eleven's victory.

"Sorry, although you won, I can't let you kill him yet. Geral is still useful to me."

There was always a smile on Brian's face, as if the previous life and death battle between Eleven and Geral had nothing to do with him.