The expressions of the people in the control room and Sam Mira, who was on the rooftop, changed.
"That person also has the same ability as the black figure," said Britz.
"That Maidi didn't have close contact with Tank, but after the black figure absorbed Tank's magic power, Maidi has the same ability. It seems that the black figure and Maidi are somehow connected."
Pondering for a moment, Britz said, "It should be a contract. That Maidi isn't a spiritualist. Those black figures must've been summoned by Maidi, but there's a real spiritualist in the middle. Those black figures seem to be Maidi's evil incarnation."
In the psionic team, Britz was known as the little encyclopedia of magic.
The number of spells he knew and mastered was innumerable.
Soon, he could guess most of it.
Of course, in the world of magic, there were as many types of spells as the sea of stars.
Moreover, new spells were being created and lost every moment.
So, even Britz couldn't master all the spells.
However, Britz could still distinguish their types and characteristics through some details.
Britz picked up the microphone and said to Sam Mira, "Sam Mira, change to a magic attack. It's best if it's a direct one."
"Mr. Britz, my magic attack can't hit a target that far away," said Sam Mira.
"What about Confinement?"
"That won't work either."
"Then what other spells do you have that can solve the current problem? As long as they can attack or kill the target. "
Britz was rather unfamiliar with Sam Mira's ancient God's Spawn spell.
Spawn spells borrowed the power of ancient gods.
They were even more ancient than the common demonic spells nowadays.
And their circulation was limited.
Most Spawn spells summoned ancient gods that were illusory or physical.
"I'll try," said Sam Mira.
Taking a deep breath, Sam Mira raised his right arm and pointed at Maidi from a thousand meters away.
"Spirit of the ancient star, hear my call. Send down your divine might for me to use."
Just then, three balls of light appeared above Maidi's head.
Each of the three balls of light shot out a beam of light at Maidi from three different angles.
Maidi reacted quickly and dodged the three intersecting beams of light.
The three beams of light streaked across the ground, leaving three scorch marks.
In the control room, Blitz shook his head. "Sam Mira's spell is quite powerful, but the prelude to the attack is too long, and the trajectory is too obvious. Even a normal person would be able to avoid it."
Vestana nodded. There was indeed a huge problem.
"What do we do now?" Vestana asked.
"Let me do it," Britz said.
Wistana thought for a moment. If it wasn't necessary, Britz wouldn't have intervened.
After all, Blitz was the deputy leader, and he was an excellent commander.
Only by commanding from the rear could he display his greatest effectiveness.
There were many people in the psionic ability team who were not weak.
However, under such circumstances, it was difficult for him to display his true strength.
As a result, Britz had no choice but to act.
Vethana suddenly remembered the Supernatural Society.
If they were in his shoes, what would they do?
Britz got up and left the headquarters, heading in the direction of Maidi.
Maidi noticed Britz coming over and immediately tensed up.
In the end, he was just an ordinary person.
He knew that there were strange powers and gods in this world, as well as mysterious and bizarre powers.
In Britz's hand was a thirty-six-sided die.
As he walked, Britz tossed the die into the air and grabbed it.
Twenty-nine. Britz knew the number even without looking at the face of the die.
"Looks like white magic is suitable for this battle."
Britz used the die to determine the spell to use.
Speaking of which, this was also a prophecy spell.
It was used to predict what type of spell to use.
Two white balls of light appeared in Britz's hands.
Just then, a black figure broke away from the battle and charged at Britz.
Britz tossed the white balls of light in his hands. The black figure couldn't dodge in time and was instantly hit by the white balls.
Whoa —
The black figure let out a strange cry, and its body suddenly melted into black.
"Looks like holy magic is very effective against these black figures," Britz muttered to himself. "They must be evil clones created by negative emotions."
Britz continued walking toward Maidi.
Knowing that he was no match for Britz, Maidi hurriedly ran toward the tank.
Britz looked at Maidi's figure. "Not stupid."
The ball of light in Britz's hands turned into a longbow. Britz pulled the bowstring, and a white arrow appeared on the bowstring.
The white arrow was aimed at Maidi, and the bowstring was lightly released.
The white arrow flew straight at Maidi.
Maidi's body was instantly hit, and the arrow pierced through his body.
Maidi let out a scream of pain, making him wish he was dead.
Maidi struggled to look at Britz, and raised his hand to control the dozen black figures.
Under Maidi's control, the black figures began to merge into one.
A ten-meter tall black giant, so much so that even the tank was much smaller than this black giant.
The black giant raised his leg and heavily kicked the tank's body.
The tank was sent flying and fell towards Blitz.
"Oh no" Britz exclaimed in shock, and hurriedly dodged.
Tank landed next to Britz, and immediately got up.
But his target had changed to Britz.
"Damn it." Blitz cursed inwardly and hurriedly shouted, "Holy Light Chain!"
A dozen silver-white chains shot out from the dark night and bound the tank tightly.
But right now, Tank was extraordinarily strong, and he kept struggling, trying to break free of the chains' restraints.
Britz had to divert even more magic power to restrain Tank.
But at that moment, the black giant was already swinging towards Britz.
"Judgement!" Britz had to divert part of his power to deal with the black giant. With a shout from Britz, a Holy Light sword descended from the sky, piercing through the black giant's chest and nailing him to the ground.
But the black giant wasn't destroyed. It struggled to fight again, as if trying to pull out the Holy Light sword from his chest.
"Give me another Judgement!" Britz shouted again, and another Holy Light sword descended from the sky, piercing through the black giant's body once more.
Only then did the black giant kneel on the ground. It was the embodiment of evil.
It couldn't endure being pierced by the power of Holy Light again and again.
Britz's face was a bit pale. If it was just Tank or the black giant, he wouldn't have had so much trouble.
But it was Tank, who was supposed to be in his camp, who was causing trouble here, forcing him to expend several times more magic power to barely control the situation.
But at that moment, a voice came from the darkness.
"Not bad, but not enough to stop me."
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