"Jollinash," Harris said. "Kill him without him saying anything. Just leave his head intact."
Modrich was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. How could he forget about this woman?
Since she could get the memory she wanted from Ribbrick's head, she could definitely get the same memory from his head too.
"That's right." Jollinash remembered. She looked at Modrich with an even more unfriendly gaze. "If that's the case, there's no need for this duel. Just kill him."
"Wait … I agree, I agree … If I lose, I'll give you the spell you want."
What a joke. This was his last trump card, not a talisman to kill him.
If his trump card became a talisman to kill him, what was the point?
Even if he didn't want to use the spell.
It wasn't as precious as his own life.
"Alright, I'll reluctantly agree," Jollinash said.
"They can't interfere during our duel. Otherwise, you'll lose and you'll have to let me go. Okay?"
"Okay." West didn't care.
He knew what Modrich was thinking like the back of his hand.
In this duel, Magri Modrich had the advantage from the start.
Because Jollinash wouldn't kill him, she had to keep him alive to give the spell.
But he could be heavy-handed. It would be best if he could force the others to attack.
That way, he would win even if he didn't win. Then, the other party would have to keep their promise and let him go.
Jollinash understood this too, but she didn't care either.
Just like what Magri Modric himself believed in.
In the face of absolute power, all schemes and plots were laughable and foolish farces.
The old members of the Supernatural Organization had completely different thoughts in the past and present.
Back then, Jollinash was still the number one fighter in the organization.
Back then, she didn't need to think about who she could defeat.
She only needed to think about one thing. That was to make it impossible for the other people in the organization to surpass her.
Before Chen Zhao came, she'd maintained it very well.
After Chen Zhao came, she and the other people in the organization finally understood something.
They didn't need to defeat one or two people, but a group of people.
The Tower of Trials gave them this opportunity.
When each of them entered the Tower of Trials alone, they could not even last for a moment.
Up until now, each and every one of them had relied on their own strength to pass through the first level, and someone had also passed through the second level.
What they were best at was not one-on-one, but one-on-many.
When a person could easily deal with multiple opponents at once, it would be extremely easy to deal with one on one.
Moreover, when facing enemies, everyone instinctively used the number of monsters on the Trial Tower to calculate the enemy's strength.
As for Magri Modrich's strength, everyone already had an idea in their hearts.
He wasn't weak. With Magri Modrich's strength, as long as he was given a few chances, he would probably be able to pass the first level.
According to the strength of the monsters on the second floor, it should be equivalent to the strength of 30 monsters.
Everyone had a different evaluation in their hearts, but everyone's evaluation of Magri Modric wasn't too far off from each other.
Jollinash had just passed level two not long ago and was now struggling on level three.
The crowd made way for Magri Modrich and Jollinash.
Doehring and Lev wanted to run.
However, Gaia placed her large hand on their shoulders.
"Where are you going? There's going to be a big show here. "
With bitter expressions, the two were pulled to the edge of the arena by Gaia.
Magri Modrich glanced at the Americans around him.
Then, his gaze fell on Jollinash.
"Are you ready? Can we start now? "Magri Modrich asked.
"Anytime," Jollinash replied.
"Then let's start," West ordered.
Magri Modrich immediately wanted to throw out Little Sun again.
However, just then, Jollinash's ten fingers shot out ten red rays at the same time.
Magri Modrich was dumbfounded.
Fight my ass, how could he fight like this?
Jollinash's Death Ray had pierced through Magri Modrich's shoulder, but it didn't cause much damage to him.
However, it didn't cause too much damage to him. It wasn't even a serious injury, let alone a fatal one.
Of course, this was because Jollinash didn't plan on killing him.
If Jollinash really wanted to kill him, she could just shoot at another position. He would either be seriously injured or crippled. How could he fight one-on-one?
So, Magri Modrich purposely cast two Fire Shields on himself.
With the power of the Death Ray he had just experienced, he felt that two Fire Shields should be able to block Jollinash's killer Death Ray.
However, Magri Modrich didn't expect that.
Jollinash's killer weapon wasn't the Death Ray, but the ten finger volley.
Magri Modrich's two Fire Shields could block one Death Ray.
But he wasn't naive enough to think that he could block Jollinash's volley at the same time.
Jollinash's ten fingers could probably turn him into a hornet's nest with just a sweep.
"I admit defeat." Magri Modrich was very decisive.
Without any hesitation.
If he could fight and had a chance, Magri Modrich definitely wouldn't admit defeat so easily.
But it was precisely because he didn't have a chance that he didn't want to lose both in person and spirit.
Being able to shoot the Death Ray with ten fingers at the same time.
This was enough to show how strong Jollinash's magic was.
In addition, it was extremely fast and had great destructive power.
So Magri Modrich didn't think he had a chance to fight back.
If Jollinash wanted to kill him, he wouldn't even have a chance to fight back.
Maybe the difference in power between them wasn't that big.
But the magic they had decided the outcome of this duel.
Magri Modrich also had instantaneous magic.
But it wasn't powerful enough to hurt Jollinash.
And Jollinash's Death Ray wasn't just fast, it also had shocking penetrative power.
He believed that Jollinash wouldn't really kill him.
But if they really fought and Jollinash missed and hit a vital spot, it would be very fatal.
Rather than admit defeat after being trampled on, it was better to save his last bit of face.
"The magic is in my phone. I'll send it to you." Magri Modrich was very trustworthy.
To put it bluntly, he just hoped that Jollinash would leave him a way out for this reason.
"Okay, leave the thing and you can go." Jollinash didn't want to make things difficult for him.
After all, they didn't have a deep hatred, and she got what she needed.
"But this guy has to stay." Jollinash pointed at Delin.
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