Chapter 1144: Chapter 351: Drawing a Spatial Door in a Flash Chapter 1144: Chapter 351: Drawing a Spatial Door in a Flash Spatial Layering created an illusory barrier, just like a little fish protected by the refraction of light in a Pure Stream.
When a spear darted towards the light and shadow, it always missed by a length.
However, once soone could see through that pattern, such a protective barrier imdiately beca aningless.
Leonard Churchill enjoyed the thrill of walking on the edge of life and death largely because in such a state, he could observe the world in his eyes more clearly.
The boost from his high Enlightennt let him glimpse the mysteries of Space Law for the first ti.
It was an experience akin to a new vista unveiling itself, a sudden and wonderful enlightennt.
“Thump,” rang out.
Leonard Churchill landed a punch right where the Elent Manipulator was hiding.
The destructive Gravitational Force rippled through a large area of space like ripples in a pond, leaving the enemy no chance to escape.
The piercing Gravitational Force completely ignored the Curse Power Shield, its furious after-effect rampaged like an exploding explosive, chaotically surging inside the enemy’s body.
The middle-aged card master spewed blood and suffered severe injuries on the spot.
Together with the Black Knight and the assassin encountered before, three out of the four assassins were now grievously wounded.
In the blink of an eye, Leonard Churchill stared coldly at the Painter hiding in the twisted space not far away, his foot stomping the ground as he charged over.
The best thod to deal with this type of spellcaster card master was to barrage them with close-range output!
…
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“…”
In the space, a figure flickered and shifted positions like a ghostly specter.
His moving trajectory was like the bars of a Prison Cage, trapping the Painter in a small confined area.
Without the advantage of hiding in space, Leonard Churchill took advantage of the Painter with a barrage of firepower coverage.
However, the gap in tiers resulted in an Elental suppression, and spatial restrictions from the Disaster Object themselves, made the actual threat of [Earth Roar] less than ideal.
Leonard Churchill could only hope that during the process of high-frequency attacks, he would find a vulnerability in the enemy.
But he was not optimistic.
The biggest problem was still the restriction of space by [Monet’s Sunrise].
In soone else’s ga of Rules, one was restricted everywhere.
The opponent was a professional assassin, and if such a person beca desperate to complete their mission, the situation for Leonard Churchill could turn dire.
Leonard Churchill’s premonitions of danger were always accurate.
Quite evidently, the professional assassin did not have many qualms.
It wasn’t long after this thought crossed Leonard Churchill’s mind that the Painter, who had been on the defensive, finally understood the situation.
With three companions severely injured, their combined attack strategy was broken.
If he wanted to kill the target by himself, he would need to unleash his full power.
Leonard Churchill had deliberately left three people alive, precisely to make this person wary of taking rash actions.
But now, seeing how the situation was unfolding, the Painter quickly realized that if the standoff continued, the situation would beco increasingly unfavorable for him.
“Bang!”
Another collision, and neither side gained an advantage.
The Painter was struck by a kick against his shield, his vitality and blood billowing, but he already knew that ordinary thods were no match for the person before him.
His face turned stern, and behind him arose the Phantom of a Demon God holding a paintbrush, his aura suddenly soaring.
This man then decisively pulled out a Dark Gold Card, his expression stern, “Mystery: Fla Furnace!”
As soon as the Spell was cast, the red sun in the sky suddenly heated up.
The entire field of vision was filled with a blinding fiery red.
The temperature soared at a terrifying speed, the vast space slowly lted away, and even the ground visibly flowed into a fiery red liquid like lava.
The three incapacitated assassins on the ground were affected first.
Their robes quickly caught fire, and their skin began to char under the roasting heat.
The air soon filled with the thick scent of burnt flesh.
They hadn’t died before, but now they were dead.
Seeing this scene, Leonard Churchill thought with alarm, “He’s seen through it so quickly. With an area-based Sorcery covering, this is going to be problematic…”
He had deliberately shown weakness just before, getting hit by a few Spells and sustaining so injuries.
It was to give the enemy the impression that he “could be killed,” hoping to buy so ti and find an opportunity.
Clearly, the Painter had run out of patience.
The lives of his three companions were not more important than the mission.
The most troubleso thing within the confined space was the indiscriminate Sorcery.
In that instant, as soon as Leonard Churchill landed, the ground broke like ice underfoot, and a splash of molten lava shot up.
The high-temperature lava spattered, burning through the Protective Gang Air, and sparks left on his skin dots of charred black spots.
Leonard Churchill stood suspended in mid-air, feeling the intensity of the Sorcery, his eyes misting over with vapor.
This was not only due to the Sixth Tier oppression from the enemy but also because it released so of the high-tier Fla Law erosion from the Relic itself.
It had beco a lethal threat.
Under this sustained damage, Leonard Churchill had to maintain full defense at all tis, and the consumption of Curse Power was incredibly exaggerated.
But he couldn’t get out.
The only foreseeable outco was him being charred to death after his Curse Power was exhausted.
The Painter on the other side didn’t give Leonard Churchill any chance. After killing three teammates, he was unreserved.
He raised his hand again, three Sorcery Cards in his left hand and a brush appeared in his right. He rapidly sketched on the cards and chanted an Incantation at the sa ti.
“lting Gold Secret Curse: Iron Rain!”
“Mystery: Firestorm!”
“Domain: Scorching World!”
Three Spells cast in rapid succession.
The sun in the sky splashed out points of fla like a torrential downpour.
In the vast space, a giant fire tornado ford.
This was already the embryonic form of a Domain.
Within the range of the Domain field, the oppressiveness of the tiers was omnipresent.
Leonard Churchill found that the free Elents he could absorb from the outside world were completely suppressed. In other words, it was difficult for him now to snatch free Elents from his opponent’s hands for recovery.
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