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A faint hissing sound emerged between the two.
James, who had been effortlessly fending off Freya's attacks, suddenly changed his expression as a sharp stream of air pierced through his defensive Force Field and struck his body directly.
With a thud, the spike formed by the air sensation penetrated his chest, and a line of blood shot out.
"Damn it!"
Looking down at the finger-sized hole in his chest, James quickly slapped his waist.
'Hiss'
Suddenly, his entire body transformed into a cloud of humanoid smoke and vanished right before Freya.
As the smoke dissipated, the twisted Force Field he had maintained also rapidly collapsed.
'Crash!'
The Cross Sword plunged heavily into the ground, creating a dark circular crack on the surface.
Freya scanned her surroundings warily, the Sword Tip of the Cross Sword trembling slightly as a faint silver thread emitted a low buzzing sound.
This was a new penetrating technique she had invented after advancing to Great Knight, combining her air sensation with spells and swordsmanship. It was an upgraded version of her previous Blazing Edge.
It was specifically designed to break through wizard defenses like Force Field. Although this was its first use, it seemed to be quite effective.
In the dark forest, the leaves rustled gently in the wind, and at this moment, the White Mist dissipated.
The moisture after the rain made Freya feel a chill.
In this environment, if not for what had just happened, Freya would have thought that the earlier events were merely an illusion.
Although she did not understand why James had targeted her for assassination, it was clear that he truly intended to kill her.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Freya gently turned her body.
James's transformation into smoke and disappearance was a form of high-level spell that resembled temporary elemental phasing. Moreover, judging by his movements, this spell was clearly not cast by him directly but rather through cursed items.
As far as Freya knew, such high-level escape-type cursed items generally had extremely harsh conditions and limitations on usage.
If the spell was not executed through a body that had undergone the elemental phasing ritual, there would likely be some side effects.
Currently, James was evidently at a similar level to Freya, both being newly advanced wizards.
However, compared to his former self, the current James seemed to have specialized in necromancy after advancing to an official wizard.
"Since you like to hide so much, you better hide well!"
Freya glanced in a certain direction within the forest before slowly sheathing her cross sword and then running in the opposite direction.
The energy from her empowerment spell had already spread invisibly; anything she passed could sense its presence.
Since James wanted to kill her, he would surely come closer. Even necromancy has distance limitations.
In terms of strategy, while Freya might not be as cunning as James, she was certainly not an ordinary newly advanced wizard who could be easily worn down and slaughtered.
Running at an incredible speed, golden hair was swept back by the fierce wind.
Freya was heading in a direction that clearly took her away from the academy, sending a message to James that if he didn't come soon, once she was out of control, it would be difficult to find such a good opportunity again.
Her figure darted swiftly through the forest, and just as Freya was about to change direction and run again, the ground where she was about to step suddenly bulged up. A massive Azure Giant Hand abruptly emerged. It was the giant's hand that Freya had seen before.
As soon as the Giant Hand appeared, it suddenly reached out to grab Freya, but she seemed to have anticipated that there would be a trap there. In mid-run, her body twisted just enough to evade it.
"It's out!"
Sensing the faint mental connection behind the Giant Hand, Freya didn't stop running and shot two Black Daggers at a large tree.
Purple streaks flashed by as two bursts of Purple Flame exploded.
Although the wide area of Ashfire had significantly reduced power, it was enough to force the invisible James out of hiding.
Sure enough, a figure in a black robe stumbled out from behind a tree.
"How is this possible!?" James looked at Freya with a somewhat ugly expression.
He had chosen to abandon his expertise in the Necromancy Spell Department to specialize in Summoning for his own safety.
By remotely controlling corpses combined with his numerous life-saving Cursed Items, he believed that as long as he wasn't facing a Shadow System predictive-type wizard, no one would discover his presence.
Moreover, he had already been applying for resources for the elementalization ritual from his family. Once the ritual succeeded, he would be in an invulnerable position even on the battlefield of wizards.
This is the path he chose for himself.
But now, Freya has forced him out twice, making him begin to doubt the correctness of his initial choice.
Once the Necromancer behind him is discovered, no matter how many powerful Summoned creatures he has, they will be rendered useless.
James's twisted face looks particularly ferocious at this moment.
He holds a Purple Crystal Ball in his hand, his gaze sinister as he watches Freya stroll over.
"My strategy is absolutely foolproof! How did you find me?!"
With a hissing sound, Freya slowly draws her Cross Sword and calmly gazes at James.
"How did I find you? This question is actually quite simple. As long as your Basic Knowledge is solid and combined with a brain that thinks beyond the ordinary and an Empowerment Spell like Force Field, it would be easy to detect the subtle mental connection behind Necromancy. Didn't you know about this Spell's shortcomings when you were learning?"
Looking at Freya approaching, James squints his eyes and suddenly grips the crystal ball tightly.
With a puff, he vanishes into smoke once again.
And beneath where he disappeared, a black Seedling is slowly wilting.
Freya stops in her tracks, frowning slightly as she looks at the Seedling. With a cold snort, she turns away.
"What a cautious fellow. However, I've almost mastered the movement patterns of this thing with two Dimensions!"
Previously, her method of breaking the spell was indeed the only flaw in Necromancy, but this was something that could not be discerned without a special type of wizard.
After all, searching for remnants of mental energy is much more difficult than distinguishing Energy Particles. Even if one could find them, without special tools, it would be impossible to deduce the direction of their source in a short time.
Thus, hidden in a large tree, James became increasingly certain that Freya had deliberately let him hear that to distract him, hoping to seize the opportunity for a sneak attack.
After thinking for a moment, he drew a Crimson dagger from his waist, revealing a hint of pain on his face.
"Hmph, that thing was originally prepared for Kairian. Since it’s like this..."
"Oh? What is that?"
Suddenly, a crisp female voice appeared behind him, causing James to pause as a sharp sensation spread across his neck.
"Damn it!"
With a whoosh, smoke reappeared, and the smoke that James transformed into was blown away by the wind.
At this moment, Freya's gaze was like that of a hunter watching its prey as she looked at the dispersing smoke. The Cross Sword in her hand twirled in the air before she vanished in an instant.
The wind gently brushed against the smoke, allowing it to slowly settle among the grass. The smoke twisted and gradually formed the outline of a figure, and then James appeared in a black robe.
His face was exceptionally pale now. A stream of black blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.
In addition to being frightened by Freya earlier, his body was also showing signs of corrosion from Negative Energy.
Freya was not mistaken; this type of high-level escape Cursed Item would cause severe backlash if used without sufficient strength.
He gently touched the crystal ball in his hand. The purple markings on it had begun to fade slowly, indicating energy depletion.
He reached up to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"It can still be used two more times!" he murmured softly.
Although he was confident that he had thoroughly investigated all information about Freya, reaching a point of almost knowing her inside and out, he now had a vague feeling that this seemingly background-less Positive Energy Wizard, who was merely skilled in learning, might be more difficult to deal with than the previous Cursed Month's Kairian.
"Could she have other hidden backgrounds besides her connection to the Fennel Family? Otherwise, a newly promoted ordinary wizard wouldn't possess such strong combat power."
Lost in thought, he held the blood-colored dagger in his hand.
After a brief pause, he bit into his index finger. Dark blood dripped from between his fingers onto the dagger.
'Buzz'
Amidst the faint buzzing sound, the blood-colored dagger began to twist and slowly elongate, gradually forming an oddly shaped Eerie Longsword, with a wisp of Crimson smoke emanating from the blood-colored blade.
James solemnly observed the transformation of the sword and pressed a point on the hilt.
With a tearing sound, a purple Big Mouth suddenly appeared at the spot he touched.
The center of the Big Mouth was filled with sharp, densely packed teeth, and a long red tongue was licking those teeth.
“Contractor, what are you planning to do this time? Of course, you must pay the corresponding price in blood and flesh,” Big Mouth said, his voice sharp and piercing.
“I—”
He had just uttered a single word when suddenly a slender red line sliced down from above.
‘Clang!’
The red line was exceptionally sharp, directly striking the twisted Force Field above James's head. However, James quickly threw something that exploded and shattered the red line.
Before he could grasp the crystal ball again, two Black Daggers surged toward him, glowing with intense purple light.
“Damn it!!!”
The intensified Ashfire erupted into flames, revealing a dark twisted circular defensive Force Field in the center.
“The twisted Force Field from the Necromancy Department is inherently taxing on mental energy. Even with an Empowerment Spell, it won't drop below fifty percent.”
In the distance, Freya murmured softly as she withdrew her hand, her gaze toward James tinged with disdain.
“Is this your limit? If so, then die!”
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