Paired Duels, War Reaches a Fever Pitch!

Avery, who had long been on guard against Harry, naturally would not fall for such a trick so easily. The hand gripping his Wand gave a slight twitch as well, and several Shield Charms stacked themselves before him in quick succession, blocking Harry's attack.

Now that Harry had made his move, there was no point in trading trash talk. Harry and Avery tacitly fell silent, focusing entirely on hurling one powerful spell after another at each other.

Neither Harry nor Avery possessed an overpowered ability like the Ancient Magic wielded by Irvin and Astoria, so their battle could not be ended as swiftly as Irvin and Astoria's.

All manner of spells burst forth in dazzling colors. This was what a proper duel between powerful wizards looked like!

Fine beads of sweat kept appearing on Harry's forehead. Avery's magical prowess was not much weaker than his own, forcing Harry to maintain absolute concentration in order to suppress Avery and prevent him from turning the tables.

As time passed, Avery's magical reserves gradually ran dry, while his stamina was steadily drained by the intense duel.

Harry, on the other hand, took out a Magic Crystal he had prepared in advance from his pocket as soon as he felt his internal magic beginning to falter.

The glove on his left hand was an alchemical glove Linley had discarded after crafting the Demon God's Authority. It allowed Harry to absorb the Magic Crystal's magic for his own use!

As one side waned and the other waxed, Avery gradually fell into a disadvantage. A Disarming Charm he could not evade struck him, shattering the Wand in his hand into splinters that scattered through the air.

A smile finally appeared on Harry's exhausted face. Bearing the negative effects brought by the bloody Dark Mark, who knew