Hussein's blood claws were enhanced with nurous curses. These curses penetrated Locke's surface magic resistance through the blood line on his scratched skin and entered his body.
They caused status effects on him.
The Thousand Sores Curse made wounds appear across Locke's body surface, the Bleeding Curse made Locke bleed continuously with even small wounds bleeding heavily, and the Pustule Curse made one pustule after another grow on Locke's skin.
These curses were reducing Locke's mobility, making the claws of the semi-vampire controlled by Hussein get closer and closer to Locke's throat.
But at this mont, the muzzle of the Corrupt Soil Mayfly Flower Cannon floating behind Locke aid at the face of the semi-vampire controlled by Hussein.
Hussein thought briefly, then decided not to dodge. After all, this wasn't his real body. 'Mayfly Flower Cannon is a relatively rare plant-based magic. I didn't expect this young first-class wizard apprentice to know this magic, but this spell's effect is more supportive and won't cause imdiate lethal damage to .'
'At most, the fungi will damage my nerves and make my limbs uncoordinated. The vampire body itself has extrely high resistance to this kind of damage.'
A hint of killing intent appeared in Hussein's eyes. 'He must think I'll dodge, but I won't. Trading injury for injury, this puppet will be wounded at most, but he will definitely die.'
'I still profit.'
'It's his lack of combat experience.'
The blood claws of the semi-vampire controlled by Hussein fell on Locke's neck, tearing off a piece of flesh. At the sa ti, he was also hit by the Mayfly Flower Cannon.
Locke covered his throat and quickly retreated. He felt so more powerful curse entering his body through the wound.
It was taking root and sprouting inside him, developing rapidly.
"But I did hit him."
"The companion magical plant for the Mayfly Flower Cannon isn't traditional Corrupt Soil Taro, but Corrupt Soil Taro King. Corrupt Soil Taro is already a relatively rare magical plant, not to ntion my upgraded Corrupt Soil Taro. He shouldn't have expected the fungal spore toxicity to be so powerful this ti."
Locke noticed that the semi-vampire had stopped attacking him.
In fact, after Hussein's controlled semi-vampire was hit by the Mayfly Flower Cannon's spore shell, the semi-vampire's nerves were imdiately invaded by fungal spores.
Then, these fungal spores began changing his cognition, creating hallucinations, essentially completely rearranging this puppet's control interface.
Up, down, left, and right were all reversed. If not for the partial magic immunity effect of the vampire constitution, the puppet's eyes probably wouldn't be able to distinguish between enemies, people, and objects.
Even Hussein needed ti to familiarize himself with this control system.
This created a situation where he had deprived the seven first-class wizard apprentices present of their vision, while Locke's Mayfly Flower Cannon caused his puppet's cognition to beco chaotic.
Both sides temporarily reached a stalemate.
Ti passed quietly. Locke's vision slowly recovered, and he breathed a slight sigh of relief. He had won.
The special fungal spores' spell toxicity of the Corrupt Soil Taro King had defeated the opponent's vision-depriving magic trap.
What shocked Locke, however, was seeing that the puppet with completely modified cognition had basically recovered normal walking ability and had relatively correct directional cognitive ability.
Probably in another ten seconds, it would completely adapt to the cognitive changes caused by the fungal spores' spell toxicity.
Hussein, this black wizard's combat talent, was too strong.
The next mont, the six first-class wizard apprentices who had recovered imdiately attacked the puppet controlled by Hussein, whose mobility was greatly reduced. Several spells fell on him.
Most were plant magic that restricted movent, such as root entanglent, as well as banishnt magic.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, they completely restricted this puppet's mobility and used dispel magic to interrupt the vampire transformation curse's continuous transformation.
Andrew strode forward and poured the special formula potion for Multiple Self Curse, Dryad Dispel Potion, into his mouth.
This Frozen Tower student imdiately threw his head back in pain, letting out agonized wails.
His shadow on the ground actually showed two shadows at the sa ti, each with subtly different facial features.
Obviously one shadow was his, and the other shadow was Hussein Quinn's.
Hussein Quinn's shadow laughed heartily. "Alright, alright, you potion sellers do have so skill."
"I haven't suffered such a big loss on the white wizard side before."
"This ti you really did drive away and successfully saved a first-class wizard apprentice who had beco a puppet of my curse."
"Potion sellers, you people all deserve to die."
"Soday, my curses will be unsolvable by anyone." The shadow turned to look at Locke. "Also, interesting white wizard, I rember you."
"Your combat talent is... not bad. Next ti we et, I'll personally take your brain as a trophy for my collection."
Andrew sneered. "You black wizards are destined to fail."
"Just like this ti. Lilith's Cottage will completely eliminate you Blood Curse Court pests."
"I really hope you sheep have that kind of ability. I quite dislike the Blood Curse Court too." Hussein's shadow laughed heartily. "Before leaving, let give you sothing. Breaking my curse requires paying a price."
"Do you know? The most interesting thing about magic is that it always continues in another form."
The Multiple Self Curse energy that had been dispelled by the Dryad Dispel Potion and scattered in the air actually all gathered into Hussein's shadow.
The shadow opened its mouth as if drinking down those curse energies, gathering them in the shadow's throat. Then in the next instant, the shadow exploded, actually attempting to cast a collective curse on everyone in the entire office.
"He's going to self-destruct! Quickly drink Bear Spirit Bile!" Locke had already taken out all his stockpiled Bear Spirit Bile Potions from his astral ring and was frantically pouring them down his throat.
The exploding shadow moved along the ground, attacking the shadows of everyone in the office, montarily covering everyone's shadows.
One minute later, Locke was bent over coughing, spitting out the Bear Spirit Bile Potion that had caused nausea from drinking too much too quickly.
The other first-class wizard apprentices were in similar conditions to Locke.
Everyone had been frantically drinking potions earlier and was now vomiting from nausea.
Locke looked up to see Andrew and Axi approaching him. The three of them looked at each other and smiled helplessly.
The three of them had contributed the most in the battle just now. Because they were closest, they had developed the kind of friendship that only erges from fighting together.
Axi smiled helplessly. "We really are in a sorry state. I'm Axi Pera. Thank you both so much just now, especially... you."
Axi looked at Locke.
Andrew also nodded. "Let's be friends. I'm Andrew Gra. You two have quite a few curses on you that need urgent treatnt. By the way, brother, I don't think I've seen you around before."
Locke said, "I'm Locke Augustine. I just beca a first-class wizard apprentice and potion master assistant this year."
Andrew nodded. "I see. Then you're really impressive. Axi and I have both been first-class wizard apprentices for almost ten years."
"If we had faced that kind of targeting just now, it would have been very troubleso."
Locke said, "I was lucky."
There was also the fact that Hussein didn't know the specific effects of his two completely new magical plants, mistaking them for two magical plants he knew, thus making incorrect judgnts.
Information itself was a form of power.
Axi suddenly beca serious. "The formal wizards are coming. Our battle just now must have attracted their attention."
"We've made such a ss here. A scolding is unavoidable. I hope they don't make us pay for damages."
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