"There are many obstacles!"
While retreating with all his strength, Ron waved his wand and cast an obstacle spell, blocking the "human-shaped fireball" that was flying towards him.
In fact, if the opponent didn't have Li Huo Bottle's magic flames on him, his magic might be able to stop him for a while. But now, when the terrifying blue flame touched the power of the obstacle spell, it immediately consumed the magic power in it quickly.
In just two or three seconds, before Ron could take a few steps back, he saw that the dark wizard wrapped in flames had gotten rid of the invisible resistance and was running again.
"ah-"
Perhaps it was the pain of being burned by the magic flame that made him howl while running, as if this would make him feel a little more relaxed.
"Why bother? Is this guy... even willing to risk his life for that Haierbo?"
Ron obviously didn't understand the dark wizard's fanaticism. But in such a critical situation, he didn't have the leisure to be confused about this kind of thing.
"go!"
This time, Ron finally stopped reciting the incantation when casting the spell, because what he wanted to use now was just a floating spell.
"boom!"
A prayer chair next to the aisle was lifted up by magic and smashed towards the opponent's face.
But to be honest, he originally just wanted to force the opponent to block the chair, thinking that he would buy more time to retreat. But who knew that the chair actually hit the opponent's head accurately, knocking him backwards and falling to the ground with a "plop".
"Um?"
Ron was suddenly startled, and his feet paused involuntarily.
Because he saw that not only did the chair actually hit the guy, but the guy didn't even get back up in time after he fell to the bottom.
In the blue flame package, the other party twitched slightly and struggled on the ground for a few times, and then suddenly became silent.
"Burned to death?" Ron said to himself in shock, "Let me tell you! If you play like this, you will really die - how can the things that Maka has researched be something that ordinary people can resist?"
But before he finished speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the changes at the door from the corner of his eye. It can be seen that the flames spreading on the ground over there have begun to weaken and will probably be completely extinguished soon.
Run quickly! If you don't run now, are you still waiting for those dark wizards to rush in in droves
He didn't think much about it, turned around, threw his legs and ran towards the stairs.
However, Li Huo Ping's flame went out much faster than he imagined. When the magic power of the flame is completely exhausted, the fire will turn from strong to weak in just a blink of an eye, and disappear completely in a few seconds.
And at the next moment, the dark wizards who had been waiting impatiently outside the door rushed into the church.
Not only had Lihuo Bottle burned several of their companions to death, but when they tried to use other magic spells to eliminate the flames blocking the way, none of them succeeded. Until now, they have accumulated a lot of anger in their hearts.
So now that they have the opportunity, why don't they try their best to give Ron a good look
When Ron was halfway down the stairs, he saw a dark wizard coming to the aisle in the middle of the church and waving his wand in his direction.
"boom!"
An explosion exploded on the handrail of the staircase that Ron had just run over, and a gap was blown out of the staircase. The sudden explosion was so close that a layer of cold sweat broke out on Ron's back.
He didn't look back because he knew that all he could do now was "run as fast as possible".
Unfortunately, things do not always go as planned. At this moment, Ron just hoped that he could quickly run up to the second floor to talk about other things, but fate seemed to be deliberately playing tricks on him, preventing him from even realizing such a small wish.
"Bang! Boom—"
When the second and third explosive spells landed on the stairs one after another, blasting the stairs full of holes, he only felt a tremor under his feet.
The next second, a soft "click" was heard, and the excessive damage caused the stair structure to collapse instantly. Amidst a rumble, Ron felt his feet suddenly empty before he could continue running.
The stairs are collapsing!
"drink!"
At that moment, he subconsciously shouted softly, grabbed the remaining stone steps that collapsed in front of him in time, and hung himself in mid-air.
Although it is difficult to climb up, it is better than falling down directly - all the dark wizards below are gathering here!
In this case, Ron hanging in the air instantly became a living target.
"Bang."
He reluctantly waved the wand in his hand and blocked a particularly accurate spell. But perhaps because the movement range was a little too large, his left hand holding on to the steps of the stairs suddenly slipped a little.
If he falls at this time, let alone whether he will be injured, even if he can stand firm on the ground, he will definitely face the siege of the dark wizard.
"hateful!"
Another magic spell was pointed directly at Ron's location. Just when the fire was about to touch his body, he saw him raising his staff again. This time, he finally failed to be as lucky as before.
"boom!"
Even though he managed to withstand the explosion, he still felt a burning pain in the arm holding the stick. The flames of the explosion burned his entire arm. As soon as he felt the pain, his left hand that was holding on to the broken ladder could no longer hold firmly, and he suddenly let go.
"ah-"
Ron let out a low cry, and the feeling of falling made him temporarily forget even the burning pain on his arms, and then he fell heavily into the pile of rocks on the ground with a "bang".
Needless to say, those were just broken pieces of masonry that fell down after the stairs were blown down.
"Well… "
If anything, Ron didn't fall very high, but the rocks underneath him broke several of his ribs. Now lying on the ground, even breathing has become extremely painful.
But even though he had experienced the pain of flames and fractures, his severely burned right hand still held onto his wand tightly and never dropped it.
"Thunderbolt...explosion..."
Ron, who was seriously injured, gritted his teeth and raised his head, waved his wand and chanted a spell. Maybe it was because his erratic breathing disrupted his rhythm, or maybe his burned right hand was shaking slightly due to pain, but he was unable to cast the explosive spell.
"Are you going to die?"
He failed to cast the spell successfully, but the dark wizards who quickly surrounded him pointed their wands at him with different expressions, and the tips of several of them already lit up with the brilliance of magic reaction.
Then, he saw a blazing flame shooting straight towards his face.
"die!"