Chapter 1101

Solim had already anticipated the situation, and even the abrupt appearance of the red-skinned wizard didn't disturb him.

There's just one more problem......

This red-skinned wizard has a strong malice, and he is unabashedly targeting Solim, maybe he will make a move in the next second.

The fire obviously had no effect on the guy in front of him, and the fire around Solim had already dissipated when he appeared, but that didn't mean that Solim had lost control of the fire. As long as Dax's skull is still in his hands, the fire within a certain range will be controlled by him.

Grasping his skull in one hand and his wand in the other, Solim took a stance, cautiously looking at the wizard in front of him.

"I'm the only one left in the labyrinth, and I've made it, haven't I?" said Solim as he judged the possibility of a move.

"You shitty maggot! you've broken the rules!" The red-skinned wizard looked furious, as if he had been planning to do it, but he didn't even take out his wand, which made Solim guess: it wasn't that he didn't want to do it, but that he couldn't.

As the staff of the arena, the red-skinned wizards obviously have rules that must be followed, just like the red 23-clothed wizards who stood in the audience before, unless the audience breaks the rules, they can only take action. The same should be true of this red-skinned guy.

Solim narrowed his eyes, he was ready to stimulate the guy.

"Did you break the rules? Does your presence represent my victory?" or......" Solim pointed his skull toward him, "did you just come out to interfere with me?

Dax's skull has wand-like spellcasting abilities, but it is still different from a traditional wand. The biggest difference is that the skull contains Dax's angry soul, which is a "living thing".

The dark arts from Africa do have their own uniqueness, and sealed souls can be manipulated by wizards, but Solim is backed by a long-standing wizard family like Selwyn, and can learn through various codexes and records of his predecessors.

Dax's anger is pure, and the red-skinned wizard is also full of anger at this time, two identical emotions can infect each other, even if something called "reason" is suppressing this anger, but under the interference of external forces, the red-skinned wizard's reason is quickly overturned by his own anger.

One side is a sudden "top", while the other side has long been prepared......

Solim had a family gift of amulet, and now was the time for him to show his worth.

An intricately crafted brooch silently turned to dust on the waistcoat covered by wizard's robes, and at the same time blocked a vicious spell.

A wizard who doesn't have to worry about defense and can shoot to his heart's content will have an advantage in the battle of lightning and flint - this is the truth of the battle between wizards. Of course, the level of the two sides of the battle must not be too far apart.

The Redskin Wizard is not a Grand Wizard, that is certain for Solim, he has seen so many Great Wizards, and this judgment is still there. He may be strong, but that's just the level of an ordinary wizard - just like Solim.

Solim didn't choose to use Transfiguration to transform the Roulet's clothes, as he couldn't be sure if it was an alchemy item or if there were items like amulets, nor did he use spells that favored imprisonment and restriction, as that wasn't safe.

What he had to do was simple - just get to the point of the essence of the wizard's spell casting.

So the Redskin's two exposed hands were cut off, and his mouth and eyes were attacked at the same time - two unusually simple spells: the tongue and throat and the eye curse.

Unable to hold a staff with both hands, unable to chant spells without a mouth, unable to use certain spells without losing an eye.

Solim won, and the win was crisp and clean. The battle didn't even take a second, and the price he paid was just a fine brooch.

Solim did use tactics, but even a head-to-head battle was not without a chance of winning, but that was risky. He doesn't know the wizard's hole cards, nor does he know his spellcasting abilities and casting tendencies, and sneak attacks are always effective against this kind of wizard who may be evenly matched and have no profile.

Sure enough, when Solim's hand touched the red-skinned wizard's clothes, he knew that his previous caution was not wrong. This guy is wearing a dragon skin, but a layer of ordinary fabric is sewn on the outside of the dragon skin. If he had moved on the torso of the Redskin, the spell would have been blocked by the Dragonskin.

Because his mouth was sealed by magic, the red-skinned wizard could only let out a muffled grunt from his nose, and the blood that flowed from his hands was cut off stained the yellow sand on the ground.

Solim didn't say anything polite to him, and directly stripped him into a bare pig, lest he have any alchemy items on him that could be turned over.

"What is this?"

The Patronus flew closer, and Solim was able to see the wizard in front of him "for what he really was."

The blood-red skin is the most impressive, but it is only when a large area of skin is exposed that the person also has a large number of tattoos that spread from the collarbone all the way to the whole body.

"It's like some kind of alchemy pattern ......" (read the violent novel, just go to the Feilu novel network!)

Solim inspected, he didn't know much about the comprehensive discipline of alchemy, but he could see that the tattoos were related to alchemy, but he didn't know what they were used for.

The fact that Solim had directly overturned the red-skinned wizard immediately caused a huge repercussion in the arena, and the audience screamed and shouted, trying their best to release their shock and excitement, and they stood up and waved their arms one by one like crazy baboons.

"This guy ......" Calvin's voice trembled a little, as he had just tried to put himself in the role of a red-skinned wizard, only to find that he would be overturned by Solim even if he was in that position.

"It's too insidious!" Calvin gritted his back molars, "his combat never seems to have tested the process, and 310 also likes to sneak up on this tactic. "

"You have the face to say that a wizard who plays with curses?" Vanessa glanced at him, "And can face to face count as a sneak attack?"

"Could something go wrong?" said Kent, a little worried, "will it lure that madman out?

"It's not that it doesn't happen very often," Ricardo, who was sitting in front of Vanasha, turned his head, "but that it never happened." "

"The red-skinned one, named Schweitz, is one of the arena administrators appointed by Kuchoc, and now that something has happened to him, the news will definitely reach that madman Kuchoc, you have to be prepared. "

"You guys?" Vanessa raised an eyebrow, "isn't that us?"

"It depends on whether the madman is ready to go crazy or not. Ricardo looked a little unnatural, "If he wants to go crazy, we will draw a line with you, and I believe you can solve it." "[]

"Hurry up and call your old fellow over here. The old man next to Ricardo chose to speak at this time, "This little guy's behavior is a serious provocation, he is likely to retaliate, if you still want to keep this nice young man, you have to hurry." "

The fierce fire that had been raging in the labyrinth disappeared at some point, and the red-skinned wizard lying in front of Solim was gone. The magic lights of the entire arena suddenly went out, and the excited shouts of the audience came to an abrupt end......

Solim felt that he might be in big trouble.