Magic!

The experienced blond hunter looked at the cell phone camera pointed at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and reacted instinctively——

The corners of his mouth turned up.

Show your white teeth.

Show a sunny and cheerful smile.

The left hand that is not holding the wand makes a "yeah" gesture.

Click!

A severe dizziness came from the depths of his soul, and the blond hunter shivered suddenly, feeling that his soul was a little wandering.

Spirituality.

Most of the red fireballs that had been condensed in the sky dispersed, turning into large red sparks and falling on the ground.

How is this going? Is it an attack spell targeting the soul?

How could the soul attack performed by a second-year student be so powerful?

None of the soul-calling techniques used by third-year students I met before were so powerful, right?

The pain echoed in his brain, and one thought after another flashed in the blond hunter's mind, only to be dissipated due to the unbearable dizziness.

What this mid-third-year high school expert didn't know was that Russell had already reached the third-year level and was not far behind him.

As Russell's earliest initiative to improve the spell, the soul-stirring technique has already been very proficient, and it has received additional bonuses from the characteristics of the magic weapon. It has a very significant dizziness effect for those who have not reached the fourth-year level.

Under the influence of the soul-stirring technique, the faint light on the blond hunter dimmed, and the solemn and sacred aura also faded a lot.

On the ground, the shadow that had been wiped out by the light reappeared.

In the air, the strange summoned beast that had been prepared for a long time spit out a series of gravel again like launching a crossbow.

Snap, snap, snap, snap.

Gravels hit the figure of the blond hunter, which was elongated by the setting sun.

Every part of the blond hunter's body that corresponded to where the shadow was hit was covered in sores. This originally handsome man from the High School suddenly had many sores on his body, making him look particularly embarrassed.

At the same time, Wind Chime and Sleep Demon pounced at the same time.

The ice-blue ghost touch fell on the blond hunter, and a bone-deep chill spread throughout his body, slightly awakening the powerful man from the High School.

The blond hunter raised his wand, about to release a radiant spell to seriously injure the ghost girl with swaying white hair in front of him, but found that his hand was extremely heavy and difficult to lift.

Possessed!

The Sleep Demon took advantage of the blond hunter's state of wandering soul and physical and mental weakness due to the effects of mind-rending spells, poisonous sores, and ghostly touch. He leapt over to possess him and controlled the blond hunter's actions.

Possessed by... an evil spirit... Fortunately... I'm good at exorcising evil spirits...

The blond hunter instantly understood his situation, reluctantly took a few steps back, and tried to activate his glorious aura again.

Generally, the possessed spirits are demons and undead. As long as they feel this light breath of exorcism, they will be repelled!

At such a close distance, even high-level demons and undead are unlikely to be able to resist his own glorious aura.

However, although the blond hunter had tried his best to evoke his solemn and sacred aura, in the possessed state, the speed of evoking the glorious aura was much slower and the effect was greatly reduced.

"Is that it? Is this all you can do? Well, it's a little warm. You are indeed a good warm baby..."

The sleep demon who possessed the blond hunter complained.

How could it be possible... What level of evil spirit is this? Is it an ancient evil spirit? Even at such a close distance, it can ignore my exorcism aura...

The blond hunter's thoughts were confused.

How did he know that he was facing a brave demon who had been imprisoned with exorcism documents on his mobile phone for 8 months, and who had been trained in the sacred, clean, and bright atmosphere for more than half a year!

Night after night and day after day, I was imprisoned in the folder on my mobile phone, listening to the prayer of the priest, watching the witch waving the magic weapon to repel evil spirits, and listening to the mantras for purification and exorcism.

The horrific past that was unbearable to look back on has given this demon its amazing resistance to exorcism!

While the blond hunter was possessed and the spell casting buffer period had passed, Russell stepped forward step by step and pressed the shutter button of his phone again.

Spirituality!

The severe dizziness once again interrupted the blond hunter's thoughts.

"look into my eyes."

Russell said as he walked forward.

There were miserable green flames burning in the young man's eyes.

The half-dazzled blond hunter couldn't help but look at Russell, who was walking towards him step by step.

His movements that were originally sluggish due to the possession seemed to be even more sluggish. His joints seemed to be filled with glue, and his skin had a gray-white color like rocks.

Petrifying Gaze!

Just now, Russell ordered the head sculptor on the phone to possess him.

He had just adjusted his position. From this angle, it was difficult for the two injured contestants to see his eyes. Subway, who had been prepared for it, had also looked away.

The battle is coming to an end anyway, and even if someone is accidentally petrified, Russell can take a moment to un-petrify himself.

The blond hunter wanted to close his eyes several times, but the sleep demon possessing him tried his best to open his eyelids.

In this tug-of-war, every time the blond hunter had the upper hand, he would immediately be hit by a shot of soul-obsessing spells. He would be temporarily distracted and unable to resist the sleep demon's control of his body.

Under the triple effects of soul-stirring, evil spirit possession, and petrified gaze, the blond hunter's body got closer and closer to the stone statue, while his spiritual body and spirit became increasingly depressed, reaching the edge of coma.

"I, a genius who has been in high school for many years, will be defeated by a second-year student who was restrained by me..." This was the last thought that flashed through the blond hunter's mind.

Click.

Finally, with another shutter sound, the blond hunter's eyes became hollow and unfocused, completely motionless. But now his skin is as gray and as hard as rock, and his body looks like a godless stone statue.

Russell released the spirit from possession, allowing the skull sculptor to return to his phone.

As Russell lost the extraordinary ability of petrifying gaze, the blond hunter's body slowly transformed from rock to flesh, but his consciousness was already comatose.

"Okay, let's tie him up." Russell looked at the results of the victory and said calmly.

Subway dismissed the original summoned beasts, drew a large group of iron chains engraved with runes, and tightly bound the blond hunter who could not resist.

"Awesome, Russell, are you really a second grader?"

Violet, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but say.

In the battle just now, she and another companion from the astrology and numerology department did not run away. They watched the whole process, ready to take action and assist Russell and Subway, who were also contestants.

I just didn’t expect that Russell and the others didn’t need their help at all!

As a student in the Department of Elements and Energy, she had long heard that the professional core courses for the third year of this major were extremely restrained from Russell's Department of Necromancer and Life!

"No, Russell can't be considered a second grader anymore. His level has been stabilized at the beginning of the third grade, but he hasn't matched the new skills yet. Ahhh, I envy him so much." Subway explained on the side.

"Stable in the early third grade, what a strange term." The purple-haired girl lowered her head slightly, considering the name, "Is this some kind of scientific evaluation system used by top academics like you?"

I still know too little, so I still need to learn more from the strengths of others.

The black-haired boy who was fighting alongside Violet just now also thanked Russell and Subway, who were also contestants. He was shocked by their strength and raised his thumbs to praise them repeatedly.

His code name in the academy is "Xingpu". Because his major is relatively bad at fighting, he just formed a temporary team with Violet.

But Xingtong was not a student of the elements and energy department after all, so he could not fully understand the extent of Russell's inverse attribute victory.

"Russell, the ability of this college student should be very restrained against you, right? How did you win?" Violet was shocked and confused.

"This is not surprising. Even in many stories, what the protagonist is best at is defeating his opponent with reverse attributes, which makes it more dramatic." Russell replied calmly, without showing too much joy.

Come on, this is just an enemy in the middle of the third grade, barely reaching the late stage at most, and his strength is about the same as Nocturne.

After witnessing existences such as the Thorn Birds, the Demon King, and Mr. Principal standing at the top of the extraordinary world, Russell no longer felt a sense of accomplishment in defeating opponents of this level.

"Defeat the opponent with reverse attributes..." Violet thought about this sentence carefully, and seemed to have gained some new insights.

Russell kept the purpose of hunting the hunter in mind and did not waste time on this topic. He turned to look at the blond hunter on the ground who was tightly bound by rune chains and said:

"Start the interrogation. We need to use him to learn about the other hunters."

When the young man with black hair and blue eyes, Xing Tong, heard these words, his face showed uncontrollable astonishment:

"Wait a minute, you just attacked this hunter to get information out of him?"

"Yeah, we can't be here specifically to save you." Subway put his hands on his hips.

Violet listened to their conversation. She was good at thinking and suddenly asked a very philosophical question:

“If the prey hunts the hunter, then who is the hunter?”