<h4>Chapter 199: Two Grangers?</h4>
In the face of Drac''s question, the hooded figure did not respond, only slowly raising the wand in his hand that looked like an ordinary tree branch.
The corners of Drac''s mouth curled into a smile as he simrly raised his own wand.
In the next instant, two magic spells of different colors, one ck and one red, were cast at the same time and fiercely collided together.
A violent wind took the ce where the magic spells collided as the center and spread outward rapidly, blowing the robe behind Drac and the cloak of the Hooded Man to the point of hunting.
The two magical spells stalemated for a few moments, and the pitch-ck beam cast by Drac gradually gained a slight upper hand, pushing the crimson pir of light on the opposite side slowly in the direction of the Hooded Man''s wand.
"Are you no better than that?" Dracughed softly, raising his left hand in preparation to cast another spell without his wand, destroying his opposite foe in one fell swoop.
However the Hooded Man''s next action waspletely unexpected!
As if he expected Drac to use his left hand to make up a spell, the Hooded Man took a step ahead before Drac raised his hand and fiercely flung his wand, deviating the two stalled spells from their original direction and flinging them to the side of his body.
As if beforehand, the spell that was flung to the side just coincided with the magic cast by Drac''s left hand, interfering with the operation of the spell, thus enabling him to narrowly avoid the attack that was as fast as thunder.
However, in Drac''s opinion, the Hood''s dodge might not be called a close and narrow escape, but rather should be said to be without a single superfluous action ... An attack that can be dodged by taking a half-step, there is no need to take a full step at all!
The hooded man''s next action confirmed Drac''s suspicion.
After dodging the magic spell, without the slightest pause, the Hooded Man keenly took advantage of the almost unnoticeable gap between Drac''s two attacks to instantly change shape and appear behind Drac.
Although Drac was a bit surprised, he also reacted quickly and put up a barrier behind his back that could interfere with the transmission of magic power for a short period of time.
No matter what kind of magic will be affected by this barrier,pletely deviating from the original route.
However, the hooded man was once again unpredictable and did not use any magic, instead he raised his left hand and swung his fist towards Drac.
A sh of surprise appeared in Drac''s eyes, then he snorted and lightly raised one palm to meet the opposite fist.
It was really rare that there was actually someone in the magic world who would choose topete with Lord Vampire Count in terms of physical strength!
So is this a werewolf?
Drac curiously looked at the size of the figure that was fully wrapped up in a cloak, and felt that although he wasn''t exactly skinny, there was still a big gap between him and the exaggerated physique of a werewolf.
What''s more, it wasn''t a full moon right now, so the werewolf''s physical abilities couldn''t be utilized at all.
Without further distraction, he prepared to grab his opponent''s fist and tackle him right into the ground. Once his hood was removed, everything would fall into ce.
The slender white palm of his hand collided with the fist wearing a thick glove, the slender fingers slightly curved and snapped at the fist wrapped amongst the glove.
However, in the next moment, an unbelievable look surfaced in Drac''s eyes.
A powerful force that was not inferior to his came from his opponent''s fist, and with an overwhelming momentum pushed Drac, who hadpletely belittled his enemy, backward several steps beforeing to a stop.
"What the hell are you?"
The curiosity in Drac''s eyes waspletely piqued, his gaze burning to the opposite side of the Hooded Man, as if a burning me was burning in his burgundy-eyed child.
The Hooded Man remained silent, and with a whish kick, he forced his way forward with unforgiving force.
"Don''t want to talk do you?" Drac snorted and casually said, "That''s fine, I''ll reveal your true colors myself!"
While speaking, he simrly raised a whip kick, which fiercely collided with the hooded man''s shin, making a dull sound.
The powerful impact shook out from the ce where the two legs met, shaking the damp and muddy shore of the ck Lake out of arge hemispherical pit.
Theke water reacted for a long time, not pouring in until after the two had left where they had just been, filling the crater into a chic pond.
Drac and the Hood were still fighting.
The two of them tacitly did not use any magic, punching to the flesh, turning a magical duel into a free-for-all, but the damage caused by them was not inferior to the magical duel of those top wizards, and even more so!
After a long time, the two of them tacitly separated from the scorching closebat, and both of them stood on the spot with some gasps.
After Dracpletely put down the heart of the enemy, he and the hooded man, whether it is the power gap, or fighting skills are surprisingly simr, the two people in a short period of time is very difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat from the fists and feet.
But the most puzzling thing for Drac was not the simrity of their strength and skills, but the fact that the Hooded Man always had a prescient method during the fighting process, and used it to build up a lot of weak advantages for himself.
If this went on for a long time, constantly exchanging punches and kicks, Drac had to admit that after just a few days of this, the odds of the Hooded Man winning were much greater than his!
"You''re really out of my league, my friend." Drac calmed the inexplicable emotions in his heart andughed softly, "I haven''t had this much fun in a long time ..."
Even at this point, the Hooded Man still had no thoughts of speaking, simply looking at Drac quietly while calming his slightly scattered breath.
"Still don''t want to reveal your identity?" Drac wrapped his hands around his body and said with a light smile, "Well, no matter who you really are and what kind of unseemly problems you really have ... next, I will find out your true identity."
Then, the wings behind Drac''s back suddenly stretched out and pped gently.
The wings drove Drac to fly in mid-air - his ck wings swinging from time to time, his ck and red robes fluttering with the breeze in the air, Drac sped his hands to his chest, looking down disdainfully at the hooded man below, even as if he were a god descending from the heavens.
He lightly snapped his fingers.
The color of blood coalesced behind him, as if a satin-like blood flowed behind his wings, and then turned into a bright red river, circling around a beautiful arc behind his ck wings.
Drac''s silver hair fluttered in the wind, his arms stretched forward. And behind him was the golden light of dawn at the end of the ckke, adding a bit more mystery to Drac''s face.
The blood-colored silk snaked along the direction Drac''s slender fingers crossed, gradually converging into a blood-colored water prison, encroaching towards the Hooded Man''s shore.
Hooded man watched this scene, gently shook his head, seemed to have a lightughter from under the hood, but could not hear clearly, could not distinguish his voice.
In the next moment, the Hooded Man also waved his wand.
The water of the ck Lake seemed to be held up by a magical power, lifting up a huge curtain of water, pointing remotely at the blood-colored water prison cast by Drac, mixing and mingling with it.
Scarlet satin gradually appeared in the transparent clean water flow, the water ball in the air is getting bigger and bigger, more and more vast, blood color and colorless alternately shing, until this water prison upies half of the sky, only gradually stop expanding tendency, turn to start contracting.
Shrinkage didn''t mean that the energy of this water dungeon became smaller, instead it represented a concentrated magic power, in which the intimidating energy constantly fluctuated, even affecting the creatures under the surface of the ck Lake.
Several vicious-looking mermaids floated up from the ck Lake, carrying steel forks and showing fierce faces.
They had iron-gray skin, disheveled hair, and broken teeth, and those mermaids in the muggle stories were like two different creatures.
These mermaids had been angry since the first de of crimson light that had cut into Drac''s throat and flew into the ck Lake.
They felt that their peaceful lives below the ck Lake had been disturbed by those wizards on the surface of theke, and each one of them was furious.
"Who is casting spells on the ck Lake indiscriminately?" One of the toughest looking mermaids shouted out just as soon as he rushed out of the water, "Several of the Grindylows that we keep have been cut in half, and one of the underwater houses has been destroyed by that magic."
"Step forward those who cast the spell indiscriminately! The wrath of our mermaid n is not something you sorcerers can afford!"
At this moment, the toughest-looking mermaid suddenly felt hispanion beside him tugging on his sleeve.
"Don''t you guys tug on me, I''m going to let these despicable sorcerers feel the wrath of the mermaid n!" The brawny mermaid didn''t notice the problem at all and shouted, "Hogwarts signed a treaty with us a long time ago to divide the belongings of the ck Lake, and we''re defending our rights normally!"
Saying that, he finally raised his head to look at the sky.
He saw a water dungeon that upied half of the sky, alternately flickering between two hues, blood and colorless, and the powerful aura it contained was chilling.
On either side of the water dungeon, a silver-haired man in ck and red robes and a man covered in a red cloak and hood hovered in mid-air, both of them maneuvering the water dungeon while sizing up the mermaids on the surface of the ck Lake with interest and disinterest.
The brawny mermaids winced, as if it was not September, when the summer season was still very much in full swing, but December and January, the coldest months of the year ...
"That ... I suddenly don''t feel like there''s that much to be angry about." The pugnacious mermaid instantly changed her tune, "I''d like to know which wizard cast the spell ah added some new life and power to the silent ck Lake! I want to thank him!"
Other mermaids: "..."
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Both Drac and the Hooded Man ignored the jokers that came out of nowhere and quickly withdrew their gaze and proceeded topress and snatch that watery cell between the two.
For the next few moments, the two men went back and forth by the ckke, countless types of magic spells flying through the air.
Drac didn''t know exactly what the Hood was thinking, but he was certainly enjoying himself.
This could basically be said to be the heartiest duel Drac had ever had in a thousand years.
Overall, the Hooded Man''s strength seemed to be a shade worse than Drac''s.
It wasn''t because he wasn''t strong enough, but his wand seemed to be toomon, and most of the magic he cast were those verymon and universal ones that performed moderately well, with very few of those powerful magics that had strong personal characteristics.
However, the Hooded Man seemed to have an ability to foresee the future, often being able to judge Drac''s next move beforehand and give very skillful responses based on that.
On top of that, hisbat experience and reaction sensitivity were not inferior to Drac, who had lived for more than a thousand years, and it was unknown how he actually did it.
Several hourster, the sun in the skypletely rose from behind the distant mountains, hanging high in the air and casting a fiery red reflection on the surface of the ck Lake.
The sky was exceptionally clear and azure blue, making it difficult to see a single cloud.
The bright sunlight made Drac frown, unconsciously raising his hand to cover the top of his forehead.
He was just about to open his mouth to suggest a different ce for the duel when the Hood spoke for the first time since arriving at the shore of the ck Lake.
"My time is almost up." He said.
The Hooded Man''s voice was obscure and his voice was distorted by some unknown magic, making his true timbrepletely inaudible.
It took Drac a bit of effort to barely recognize what he meant, and raised his eyes to him in some confusion.
"What does about time mean?" He asked softly.
Without uttering a second word, the hooded man shook his head softly.
Then, with a twist of his body, he phantom shifted and left the ce.
"Don''t rush off yet, I haven''t finished my questions." Drac''s face turned cold.
He raised his hand andunched an illusory hand seal, fiercely grabbing at the location where the Hooded Man''s Phantom Shift had disappeared, trying to drag him back from the other end of space.
Yet the Hooded Man remained as unpredictable as he had been in the battle, spotting Drac''s means of interception.
In thest moment before his Phantom Shift left, a strong Iron Armor spell blocked the location where the space had fluctuated, and also blocked Drac''s illusory handprint.
Drac was not willing to let him go just like that, so with a sh he appeared at the location where the Hooded Man disappeared, summoning a dark moon that stretched past the direction where the fluctuation in space urred, leading directly to where the Hooded Man''s Phantom Manifestation was located.
However, just as his Dark Moon''s passage was about to be established, the corresponding spatial coordinates shifted, followed by a powerful disturbance.
Soon, Dracpletely lost the direction in which the Hooded Man had left ...
"... Disturbing space, what kind of person is this?" Drac''s brows knit tightly, full of doubts, "And why is the Anti-Phantom Shift spell useless to him?"
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly his eyes zed over and he took out an old and ancient parchment from his coat pocket.
As long as a wizard used Phantom Shift within the boundaries of Hogwarts, even if he was able to bypass the limitations of the Anti-Phantom Shift spell, it would still be recorded on the magical residual traces of the Hogwarts deeds.
Drac scrutinized the magical trails on the deeds and surveyed every part of the castle, trying to find even a trace of what the Hood had left behind.
However before the Hood''s trail could be found, he realized something else very interesting.
"Huh? Why are there two Grangers inside the castle?"