This is nothing short of a tragedy for Masson...... I finally survived the time of mind control, and just wanted to release an elemental shield to protect myself, but I didn't expect Gryffindor to be so shrewd, and pinched his spell casting time early.

"What can I do?" The strength of the two sides is already far apart, and they have been suppressed so badly that no matter how optimistic Ma Sen's surname is, he can't help but panic at this time.

This panic is even more troublesome...... Before Masson could figure out a way, Gryffindor was another mind control ...... "Hell! Masson suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and it was less than a minute before he was controlled last time, and he once again lost control of his mental power, and then he felt that the magic power in his body was surging out wildly, and three fierce storms in a row crashed on Dawn Square.

At this moment, Masson really had a dead heart.

Even magic apprentices know that the consumption of Firestorm is notoriously large, and he is only an eleventh level magician, and he is not the pervert with infinite magic power of Ferrey, where can he get so much magic power to bombard the ground?

After a few firestorms, Masson already clearly felt that the magic power in his body was showing signs of exhaustion...... "It's over...... just one minute of battle, but he was mentally controlled twice in a row, which was already desperate enough, but the slut Gryffindor was not in a hurry to defeat himself, but used this despicable and shameless method to consume his magic power, at this time, even a fool should know, Gryffindor, a slut, must have some insidious tricks waiting for him...... It's not that Masson doesn't want to admit defeat, after all, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, even if he admits defeat, it's not a shame, but Gryffindor, a slut, doesn't give him a chance to admit defeat at all, and the continuous magic suppression makes Masson unable to even open his mouth, let alone apply to the two referees to abstain?

By the time the fourth firestorm wind went out, Masson was already in complete despair, and the last shred of mana had been completely drained, and all he could rely on now was the almost negligible natural recovery.

With his own spiritual power, the little magic power he recovered is not enough to put even an elemental shield, let alone reverse the current predicament?

"Don't worry, it's just the beginning......" As the two passed by, Gryffindor's voice burrowed into Masson's ears like a poisonous snake...... Seeing Masson's face pale, Gryffindor's heart was filled with the thrill of revenge, he wanted this result, exhausting all his strength, and then completely destroying his confidence, allowing him to die in despair in endless pain.

All this was originally prepared for Ou Ling, but I didn't expect that day in the spell test hall, this guy named Masson ruined his own business, so naturally, all this can only be put on this Masson, anyway, whether you call Masson or Mark, since you have ruined my Gryffindor matter, you must have the consciousness of revenge...... After two consecutive mind controls, Gryffindor had completely dominated the game, and now Masson, who had exhausted even the last trace of mana, could only watch Gryffindor start chanting the spell with a sinister smile.

"It's a big trouble now...... Lin Li stood far away on the edge of Dawn Square, his heart was already in a hurry, when the first mind control was released, Lin Li had already guessed Gryffindor's plan, at that time he really wanted to rush to Dawn Square to remind Masson - hurry up and admit defeat, stop holding on!

It's a pity that the game has been carried out at this time, and it is too late for him to remind him, Gryffindor used two mind controls to exhaust Masson's magic, and then it will be a complete ravage, Lin Li can only hope that Masson can find a chance in a desperate situation, even if he can't stop the fight, he must fight for a little respite, otherwise if it goes on like this, Masson will be completely driven crazy by Gryffindor even if he doesn't die.

But with Masson's strength, how easy is it to find an opportunity in front of Gryffindor?

As Gryffindor finished speaking, the staff in his hand was already waved slightly, followed by a repulsion spell...... This repulsion technique can only be described as insidious, under the deliberate control of Gryffindor, there was a slight deviation in the elemental arrangement of the repulsion technique, and this small deviation directly caused its attack to fall from top to bottom, in an almost oppressive posture towards Mason.

That's right, it's really "smashing...... In that moment, Masson felt as if he had been hit by a boulder falling from the sky, and in an instant, he only felt that his eyes were dark, his mind was blank, and there was a trace of warm liquid gushing out of his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth...... "How do you feel?" After a knockback was released, Gryffindor was not in a hurry to attack, but leaned in front of Masson with a smile on his face.

"Ge...... Gryffindor, don't go too far......" Masson barely opened his eyes, but he only felt that everything around him seemed to have become extremely blurry, whether it was Gryffindor in front of him, or the referee and spectators in the distance, it seemed that they had suddenly become two, looking at the vague shadow dangling in front of him, Masson weakly stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, but found that as soon as his hand touched it, he touched the blood of his hand...... "Excessive? Hahaha, Masson Magician, you're really interesting, didn't I just tell you, this is just the beginning, there's more exciting things waiting for you later, enjoy......"

"Glen Fragrance, I...... I warn you, my uncle is not easy to mess with, and if you really hurt me, my uncle will not let you go......" Masson said breathlessly, while desperately urging his mental power, trying to recover enough magic power in this limited time.

In order to gain more time, he even went so far as to say something stupid, in order to lure Gryffindor into continuing to taunt, rather than using a spell to put himself in a desperate situation again.

"Hehe, your uncle? You mean Anio's scrap wood? Don't joke idiot, in terms of status, I am also a guild deacon, in terms of identity, I am a disciple of the Norsen master, not to mention hurting you, even if I kill you, your idiot uncle will not dare to do anything to me, if you don't believe it, you can also try......"

"Really......"

"I told you you to try it if you don't believe me."

"Okay, I'll admit you're right, but Gryffindor magician, I really don't understand, it's just a game, why are you so heavy, don't tell me, you used mind control to drain my mana, just want to talk to me."

"As for this question...... Gryffindor's face was still full of smug smiles, and he looked like he was really getting carried away, but in the middle of the conversation, Gryffindor's face suddenly changed, and then an air was violently released: "It's better to wait until you're dead, go and ask Ou Ling yourself!" ”

"Ah......" This air burst and exploded in Masson's chest, both in power and damage, far beyond the previous repulsion technique, in an instant, only to hear Masson's scream, and then only a piece of blood splashed, and when the dust and smoke dissipated, Masson's chest was already a blur of flesh and blood...... "Poor idiot, do you think your little trick can hide from me?" Just a few stupid words, I want to buy myself time to recover my magic, I really don't know whether to call you stupid or naïve......" Gryffindor seriously injured Masson with an air burst, and a sarcastic smile was already on his face.

There is no way, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, with the keen sense of the Gryffindor Grand Magister, there is no need to look at it at all, you can easily grasp the movement of Masson's magic, when Masson opened his mouth to say the first sentence, he had already guessed the other party's intentions, but Gryffindor was not in a hurry to do it, he enjoyed this game of cat and mouse, he waited until the other party recovered enough magic power, and then used an air burst to make him fall back into despair.

Cat and mouse are like that, giving the mouse hope again and again, and then driving it into despair again and again.

"Damn......" The air exploded in his chest, and Masson felt as if his whole body had been torn apart, and the hot pain was constantly coming from his chest, and the pain of the flesh and blood was even worse than death...... At this moment, Masson was really desperate.

Gryffindor's scheming is far beyond Masson's imagination, he has exhausted all methods, even at the expense of performing like a clown, but in the end, he can't even get a little time to recover his magic, and the result of his hard work is just a burst of air...... "How is it, Masson Magician, can you still stand up?" The game has just begun, and I don't want it to end so soon......" Gryffindor said a spell, and an arc of lightning jumped out of his palm in an instant, and he slowly walked towards the edge of the square while playing with the arc in his hand, making it change into various shapes.

"It's over, it's really over this time......" Masson lay there softly, his heart slowly sinking.

In a trance, Masson seemed to hear someone calling his name.

At first, Masson thought he was hallucinating, but soon he noticed that the voice was becoming clearer and clearer, and if you listened closely, it seemed to be Ferret's voice!

"Is it really Ferrey?" Masson endured the tearing pain, twisted his head slightly, and suddenly found that not far from him, Ferrey was holding his hands to his lips, calling out his name loudly, as if he wanted to tell himself something.

This sudden discovery immediately gave birth to a little hope for the heart-wrenching Masson.

Yes, Ferrey has always been omnipotent, he must have something to do!

Holding on to this only hope, Masson gritted his teeth, dragged his already scarred body, and moved a few steps back

(To be continued)