Milik, who had fought with Firo several times, only thought that Firo was going to play the same old trick and continue to hide in this huge Navas Forest. Therefore, he did not think too much about it and sped up to chase after Firo.
As a wizard who practiced blood witchcraft, Firo was not very good at speed. Although he had an extremely fast spell, Blood Shadow Evasion, which could allow him to run several kilometers in an instant, the cost of using that spell was very high. Every time he used it, he would burn one-third of Firo's blood essence. It was used to save his life in a critical moment, not to be squandered in such a situation. Therefore, in terms of speed, Firo was definitely not Milik's opponent. Milik soon caught up with him.
Feeling that Milik was gradually approaching from behind, Firo was not surprised even though he was already mentally prepared. However, he could not help but sigh in his heart. Then, he suddenly stopped and waved his hand behind him. A blood-red stripe that was ten meters long and one meter wide flew towards Milik.
Although Firo's attack was very sudden and the timing was just right, unfortunately, Milik was already prepared. As soon as the blood-red stripe approached Milik, he sneered and chanted a spell.
"Asda!"
Following Milik's spell, the blood-red stripe that Firo had launched towards Milik was immediately covered with a layer of ice. It suddenly stopped when it was still a distance away from Milik. Then, Milik gently pointed at the blood-red stripe. The frozen blood-red stripe immediately emitted a crisp sound. A second later, the blood-red stripe was frozen into countless ice cubes and rolled to the ground.
With such a sudden change, even though Firo had some understanding of Milik's means, he was still very surprised. At this moment, Milik immediately took advantage of this opportunity to go straight to Firo's side. At the same time, a magic item that looked like a blue ball of light appeared in his hand.
Firo, who had already tasted the power of this blue ball of light, immediately showed a hint of fear in his eyes. He immediately flicked his ten fingers and countless blood-red threads that reeked of blood shot out from his hands in all directions. They weaved into a large blood-red net in the air and enveloped Milik.
Although there was a large blood-red net in front of him, Milik was still fearless. He charged forward with the blue ball of light in his hand. When he got close to the blood-red threads that formed the large blood-red net, they were frozen into blue ice and shattered on the ground.
After breaking through the obstruction of the large blood-red net, Milik was now less than three meters away from Firo. Seeing that the two spells he had cast in succession were not able to stop Milik from approaching, Firo had no choice but to immediately use his mind. The red and black metal bracelet on his wrist immediately released a red and black light curtain that protected Firo behind it.
Firo's guess was right. A few seconds after he released the red and black light curtain, Milik smiled sinisterly and gently tapped the blue ball of light in his hand. This replica of the rank 3 magical item "Gatlampa's Tear" that Connor thought was the rank 3 magical item "Gatlampa's Tear" immediately turned into an azure blue ice flame that went straight for Firo.
"Crack!"
As soon as the ice flame and the light curtain collided, a crisp sound immediately burst forth. Immediately after, the red and black light curtain released by Firo was covered with a layer of azure ice shards. Seeing this, Firo's face immediately revealed a trace of obvious pain. However, under the threat of Milik, no matter how much he was distressed about the loss of the light curtain, he did not dare to withdraw the red and black light curtain.
At the same time, when Milik saw that his ice flame did not hurt Firo as he had expected, he immediately raised his eyebrows and quickly recited a spell. With him as the center, an azure blue ice fog floated in a radius of ten meters.
Feeling the extreme chill brought about by the ice fog and the suppression on his body, Firo's originally handsome face immediately turned as ugly as a bitter gourd. He knew that this desperado Milik was going to risk his life again!
In the previous few battles, Firo had suffered greatly under Milik's ice fog. He knew that he could not fight against Milik in the ice fog. Once he encountered the ice fog, his movements and thoughts would be frozen and slowed down. Therefore, a ruthless look flashed across Firo's face. Then, he heavily punched his own chest.
Although he did not know why Firo did this, his punch was very solid. It directly hit his own face until it was flushed with blood. In the next second, under the cover of Milik's ice fog, Firo spat out a mouthful of blood at Milik. As this mouthful of blood spurted out, Firo, who was originally in a good state of mind, immediately became dispirited.
Milik, who was in a stalemate with Firo, was caught off guard and was directly drenched by Firo's blood. This had never happened in the previous battles with Firo, so Milik, who was drenched by Firo's blood, was a little startled. However, his reaction speed was also very fast. He immediately reacted and wanted to clean up Firo's blood on his body.
After all, no matter why Firo took the initiative to spit blood on him, his purpose was obviously to hurt Milik. In the Magus World, this kind of method of hurting oneself before hurting others was generally an extremely powerful method. Moreover, Firo himself practiced Blood Witchcraft, which was both evil and strange.
Although Milik's reaction was very fast, he was disappointed. No matter how hard he tried to cast a spell to get rid of the blood, the blood that Firo spat out seemed to be wrapped around his body. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.
While Milik was trying to get rid of the blood, Firo had already tapped the metal bracelet on his wrist slightly. The black and red light curtain disappeared, and then he quickly retreated.
When Milik realized that he was going to run, he had already retreated. Firo had already retreated from the range of his ice fog. Then, he sneered and took out a very small harmonica covered with various runes from his space ring. He put it to his mouth and began to play.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! "
Under the influence of Firo's music, a crisp and pleasant bell sound rang out from the harmonica. Under the effect of the beautiful bell sound, the blood that Firo spat out on Milik's body began to change.
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