The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 200 - 142: The Combination of Fire Magic and Divination, Eye of the Mountain Boar, Left Lung of the Mountain Pig (6240)_2

Chapter 200: Chapter 142: The Combination of Fire Magic and Divination, Eye of the Mountain Boar, Left Lung of the Mountain Pig (6240)_2

But next, the Mirror Spirit unexpectedly cast a Charm Spell on the Knight of the Bamboo Rat.

Due to a moment of inattention leading to serious injury, the Bamboo Rat Knight was controlled by this magic. This magic was no longer the original magic Ivita had acquired.

With the enhancement of Ivita’s battle magic power, the strength of this magic had become very high.

It was no longer the magic of a simple magic item.

Unbeknownst to her, Ivita had long ago copied this magic from her magic ring, integrating it into her own magic power. Ivita had never noticed this before.

But after witnessing the battle of the Mirror Spirit, Ivita had a deeper understanding of her own power.

By observing one’s self through a mirror, one can gain a clear understanding of oneself.

At the same time, Ivita was amazed at how difficult the Mirror Spirit was to handle.

If she were to confront it, there were chances that she might lose.

Meanwhile, on the first floor, a colleague of the Wild Boar Knight was waving a one-handed sword at him. The Wild Boar Knight casually retaliated with his knight’s sword, all the while avoiding the flames and lightning spewing from the mirror spirit.

The Wild Boar Knight was feeling the pressure, fortunately, his magically controlled colleagues could not actively use their extraordinary organs’ functions.

The Mirror Spirit began to taunt, "Wild Boar Knight, today you will die here."

Imitating Ivita’s face and voice it said, "If you have any last words, you can tell me. I will pass them on to your family."

"Hahaha..."

"I am indeed Ivita."

Upstairs, Ivita was embarrassed, can it not use my voice to spew such villainous words?

"I see. By being a creature of witchcraft, you are indeed one of the most challenging adversaries I’ve faced," the Wild Boar Knight suddenly gripped the sword of his controlled subordinate tightly with his iron-clad left hand. His subordinate struggled to draw the sword from the knight’s palm but to no avail.

The Wild Boar Knight sighed, lifting his head without a sense of defeat in his eyes.

Instead.

His eyes were filled with cold indifference.

"Creature of Witchcraft, you have no right to tarnish a knight’s honor," he said.

"Even if it’s against noble law, so what?"

"How can one be considered a knight without the will to cut down all enemies in his path?"

The Wild Boar Knight suddenly swung his sword, severing the one-handed sword of the Bamboo Rat Knight which was engulfed in evil qi. At the same time, a tiny slit appeared on his forehead, from which a human-like eye opened.

This eyeball, however, was predominantly red.

The reflection of the Mirror Spirit and his subordinate could be observed in the eyeball. As his right hand’s muscles and bones collided with each other, causing a clashing noise.

Inside this collision, his hand had increased to more than twice its size.

The Wild Boar Knight moved slightly and the knight’s sword in his hand created a crack on the ground.

He then handed the sword to his left hand and raised his enlarged right hand.

His punch landed on his subordinate’s helmet.

The helmet instantly deformed and exceeded the fatigue strength of heated iron. The helmet was shattered with one punch and fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, blood was trickling out from the Bamboo Rat Knight’s nose.

"Still not awake? How embarrassing!" The Wild Boar Knight hammered his right fist onto his subordinate’s body. Although he avoided the vital parts, his subordinate might have died long ago if he hadn’t been a peak knight.

Only the strong vitality of a knight could withstand such terrifying hydraulic-like punches and stay alive.

Two minutes later, the Bamboo Rat Knight lay on the ground, incapacitated.

"What a powerful control magic." The Wild Boar Knight stood up and turned around, a lightning spear just about to hit him. The trajectory of the lightning and its landing point were all seen through the eye on his forehead.

The Wild Boar Knight dodged the lightning by merely turning slightly.

Next, no matter if it was flames or lightning gushing out from the mirror, the result was the same.

With that strange third eye on his forehead, all of the Mirror Spirit’s magic was nothing.

If the Mirror Spirit’s magic couldn’t even hit its target, it was meaningless. It only wasted magic power in vain.

The Mirror Spirit attacked time and time again, consuming its own magic power.

But it, after all, was not the real Ivita.

Its magic power was quickly depleted.

The Mirror Spirit grew fearful, "What kind of monster are you?"

"You..."

The Wild Boar Knight walked up to it, that strange eye on his forehead unblinkingly staring at the face in the mirror. "I said before, you are difficult, but in my time as the Knight Regiment’s captain, you are not the hardest to deal with."

"In fact, among all the creatures of witchcraft I’ve faced, you wouldn’t even rank in the top fifty."

"Creature of witchcraft, have you experienced anything? You’re just a pitiful creature in a mirror. Tell your master to come, only she is my equal."

The Mirror Spirit was angered and roared: "I...I am a human, not a creature of witchcraft."

"You have three eyes, and they’re not as useful as two."

"Waste."

The Mirror Spirit used up all its magic power in one go, activating the residual lightning magic in the air. Suddenly, countless lightning spears flew from the air and turned into long spears, stabbing into the back of the Wild Boar Knight.