Water and Fire Twins Magician

Prance smiled contemptuously, obviously not believing what Jacques said.

He suddenly increased his magic power, swung his arms in a spiral shape, and used another wind eye technique. This time, the eye of the wind was a human tooth in Purunc's hand.

Soon, in the distant sky, a ball-shaped object responded to the traction of the Wind Eye Technique and flew towards Puruncs at high speed. Just before it was about to fall to the ground, Puruncs caught it lightly with one hand, skillfully dissipated the impact, and then threw the object to the ground.

Jacques and Fei'er finally saw clearly that the object was actually a person with a bruised face, tattered clothes, and dying.

"Okay, let's confront each other," said Prance.

Based on the memories of the Remnant Hellfire he absorbed, Jacques recognized the man in front of him as Quinton, the Prime Minister of the Principality of Dro. "This is the Prime Minister of the Principality of Dro, his name is Quinton, right? I know who he is, but I don't know him, let alone his lackey."

Of course, Quinton also vehemently denied it: "I, Quinton, the Prime Minister, absolutely did not collude with these two blasphemers to harm the interests of our country! I am willing to swear on my life..."

"You still don't admit that you are in the same group even at this point?" Prance yelled, interrupting Quinton's explanation.

"According to the statistics I have, the two pseudo-blasphemers not only sniped the Trojan reinforcements, but also killed many of Marshal Maren's men. However, they seemed to be particularly lenient towards Prime Minister Quinton's men, and there was almost no record of any casualties." Mei added at the right time.

"I can only say that this is a complete coincidence. The Trojan reinforcements have obvious markings, but how can I tell the difference between Quinton and Maren's men? Mr. Pruns, can you tell them apart?" Jacques shook his head and denied, "Also, I would like to ask, who in your country has the ability to make us his running dogs?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Fei'er understood what he meant, and together with Jacques, she used all her magic power!

Instantly, the battlefield was filled with flying sand and rocks, and the magical elements in the air were restless. About ten seconds later, the two of them simultaneously restrained their magic power.

In this way, Pullens should have understood the true strength of these two people.

"Your combination of one water and one fire is quite interesting. But I don't quite understand why this girl is considered a blasphemer when she is clearly a water-attribute person?" said Pruns.

He pondered in his mind. The couple in front of him were still young, but when they moved their magic just now, they showed at least the strength of the peak of the seventh level and the beginning of the eighth level. If they were willing to serve the Principality of Dro, they could choose high positions such as marshal and prime minister. With Prime Minister Quinton's ability, he really didn't have the ability to invite such a young master to help.

But who knows if there is anyone behind Quinton?

Thinking of this, Pullens felt a little headache.

"Okay, okay, since we can't figure it out, let's use the simplest method." Pruns waved his hand, and the rope tied to Quinton broke: "If you want to prove that you are not in the same group, then try to kill each other. Whoever survives in the end, I will spare his life."

"This... this is not fair!" The wounded Quinton was very depressed. The strength shown by the boy and girl just now was obviously that of an eighth-level master. He, Quinton, was just a civil servant who was good at scheming and conspiracy. Even at his peak state when he was young, he was only a fifth-level magician.

"Unfair? Okay, okay, Mei!" Prance waved his hand, and the secretary behind him immediately took out a bottle of healing medicine and sprinkled it on Quinton.

Quinton's injuries recovered by 90% in an instant.

This surprised Jacques a little. This bottle of healing potion was much more powerful than the one he saw in the Holy Water Village.

"Is it fair now? Fight!" Pruns clapped his hands, signaling both sides to start fighting.

Quinton stood alone, facing Jacques and Fei'er, and his momentum was inferior to theirs.

Everyone present could see at a glance how capable Quinton was, and there was almost no suspense in this battle.

"Let me do it," Jacques said to Phil.

"Be careful, that guy's eyes are not right." Fei'er warned. But despite that, she was not worried about Jacques at all.

"Yeah." Jacques responded with a smile, then took a step forward to accept the challenge.

He concentrated his magic power in his eyes and saw the flow of elements in the air. He immediately found that there was something wrong with Quinton and thought that Fei'er was right.

Although Quinton looked timid and acted with fear and worry as if he knew he was no match for Jacques, he cleverly turned sideways to face Jacques, obviously to hide the location of his other hand.

Then he begged for mercy and implored for sympathy, with an exaggerated expression, obviously trying to delay time.

"No, we don't need to listen to what Purunc said! I am the Prime Minister of the Principality of Dro! I am powerful! I have three thousand personal soldiers, three thousand against one, so they can definitely kill Purunc, right? I beg you, I know I will definitely lose this battle, please ask Lord Purunc to let me go home first and say goodbye to my wife and children! I really can't bear to leave them, especially my baby daughter, she just turned three years old, she is so cute..."

As bystanders, Prance and Mei certainly saw Quinton's hidden tricks, but they certainly would not expose it because they wanted to observe whether the two sides were really fighting and hoped to see their true faces.

Jacques fell into the trap deliberately, his fire armor began to burn, and he approached Quinton step by step, looking like he was ready to rush forward at any time, but was a little hesitant, so that Quinton would have enough time to prepare.

Sure enough, Quinton soon yelled: "This is the consequence of underestimating me, Lord Quinton!" He suddenly pulled out a magic scroll from behind him. The scroll was fully unfolded and most of the spell had been secretly recited.

"Eighth-level wind magic, vacuum blast!"

The scroll pulled up a violent gale, and a large amount of free wind elements were attracted and condensed into the scroll.

Vacuum blast is one of the strongest attack magics of the wind system. It is the ability to create a vacuum state by using the wind attribute. In terms of power, it is already considered a half-holy level magic, even more powerful than the white flame flash of the fire system. Although Quinton used the magic scroll to perform this magic, the power was discounted, but it was still extraordinary...

If he could use it.

Just when Quinton recited the last syllable of the spell, the scroll in his hand exploded with a "bang" and was burned to ashes under the white high-temperature flames.

The large amount of wind elements that had gathered and were ready to go were forcibly dispersed, causing a blast of wind. After the blast, Quinton's skin was torn and his clothes, which had already been torn into rags, were now even more torn.