The moment Morris's Mental Power touched Scrape, the latter suddenly turned around.
Those eyes were now filled with vigilance and scrutiny.
Their little trick was discovered.
Morris gave an awkward smile. "Sorry, I'll be going now. Goodbye."
He was about to leave quickly when he heard a deep voice behind him.
"Etc."
Scrape's tone had completely lost its previous gentleness.
Morris paused, then turned around.
Scrape's expression twisted as he asked, word by word, "Who exactly are you?"
Morris raised his hands to indicate that he meant no harm. "Just a passing adventurer, really."
Scrape seemed to have calmed down a bit, and asked again, "Where did you learn the ability you just used?"
Upon hearing this, Morris was immediately puzzled.
He initially thought the other person was angry because they felt offended, but now it seems things aren't that simple.
But no matter what, he couldn't tell the other party the truth.
So he smiled slightly and, mimicking the other person's tone, said, "No comment."
Scrape squinted.
That face, which was already pale, became even paler, and the surrounding mist seemed to sense something and began to churn uneasily.
He was clearly not as good-tempered as Morris had imagined.
Morris remained calm.
"You—" Scrape said, "Thought this was a joke?"
Morris shrugged. "No, sir. I just don't want to answer, like you did just now. Fair and square, what's the problem?"
"Then there's nothing more to discuss," Scrape said coldly. "Anyone with this ability is an enemy."
Does the ability to use Mental Power automatically make someone an enemy?
What kind of logic is this?
Morris could only guess that the other party had once harbored a deep hatred for someone else who possessed the same ability, or for some other similar reason.
The problem is, none of this concerns him.
Before he could think any further, Scrape had already raised his wand.
Morris's pupils contracted.
He truly hadn't expected things to develop this way.
He only used his Mental Power to investigate, so why did he immediately draw his staff in retaliation?
So unreasonable?
Fine, since things have progressed to this stage, let's have a fight first.
Now he was more curious about what kind of magic this mysterious man would use.
If it's just a regular Disarming Charm, that would be very disappointing.
Just then, a scene from the past suddenly flashed into Morris's mind.
"Be very careful. You are about to face a powerful enemy, stronger than any you can imagine, and more dangerous than any danger you have ever faced..."
That was Prophecy Professor Trelawney had made for him.
He didn't know why he thought of it, but at this moment, the scene was exceptionally clear; he could even recall Trelawney's tone of voice.
Could it be that -
Before Morris could think further, Scrape's wand had already swung down, and he uttered a spell at the same time.
"*&*&%!"
The incantation was not in any language he was familiar with.
" Bone Summoning Spell!"
Morris reacted quickly, instantly erecting a thick bone shield in front of him.
An invisible force struck the bone shield.
Morris felt as if he had been struck by the hand of a Giant, and he and his shield were sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground several meters away.
The bone shield was covered with fine cracks, but at least it didn't break.
He coughed, got up from the ground, and felt pain in his internal organs—this body was ultimately just flesh and blood.
"Interesting."
He smiled.
This is probably the first real injury he has suffered since coming into this world.
Fortunately, the spell the opponent just used was not unimaginable and still fell within the realm of magic.
This, on the contrary, excited him.
If the opponent uses a power that he cannot understand at all and that is beyond the scope of the magic system, then he might really consider turning around and running away.
But since it's magic, there must be an explanation.
Scrape walked up to Morris, his eyes full of surprise.
He seemed surprised that Morris could get up.
The two faced off.
"Are you really Death?" Morris asked.
In his view, the other party was merely a powerful wizard.
Without another word, Scrape raised his wand once more.
Morris then quickly waved his robes.
He won't just sit and wait to die.
A massive Bone Dragon and Basilisk appeared beside him and charged toward Scrape.
Scrape had to change his target, turning his wand toward the oncoming Bone Dragon and chanting two more spells.
The Bone Dragon and the Basilisk were hit one after the other and slowly rose into the air.
It's Levitation Charm!
Morris narrowed his eyes.
Although the incantation was different, judging from the other person's actions, it was just ordinary magic, no different from the magic used by his classmates.
But is it really reasonable to use the Levitation Charm to this extent?
The Basilisk was one thing, but the Bone Dragon, which possessed the ability to fly, was also forcibly controlled, clearly indicating that the opponent's magic power was extremely strong.
We can't release any more water.
Morris immediately released all the undead creatures he was carrying.
Skeleton Dog, Skeleton Unicorn, Skeleton Wolf, and a Dementor.
Although these few lack combat ability, they can provide him with magic power through Magic Power Link.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he shouted, " Skeleton Summoning!"
Dozens of skeletons materialized out of thin air, appearing and surrounding Scrape.
They wielded various bone weapons, and eerie blue flames flickered in their eye sockets.
"It's no use," Scrape said calmly. "Your fate is sealed."
"Really?" Morris was unaffected by the other person's trash talk.
As soon as the words were spoken, the skeletons surged forward like a tidal wave.
Scrape waved his wand.
The next second, a series of explosions began to occur within the horde of skeletons.
Those menacing skeletons, now like paper toys, exploded into pieces one after another.
But Morris had already achieved his goal of harassing the other party.
" Bone Summoning Spell!"
Countless bone spurs, large and small, appeared behind him, densely packed, overwhelming, and poised to strike.
Seeing this, Scrape merely raised his eyelids, chanted a spell, and a barrier resembling Shield Charm unfolded in front of him.
Bone spikes rained down on the barrier, then bounced off and vanished as specks of light.
The opponent's Shield Charm is also extremely powerful!
The bone spur attack lasted for several tens of seconds before gradually subsiding.
A few tiny cracks appeared on the barrier in front of Scrape.
He stood still, without moving a single step.
"That's all?" he asked.
Morris, panting heavily, did not answer. The continuous large-scale summoning of bone spikes was a huge burden on his Mental Power, not to mention that he had just been hit.
But at the same time, several wisps of gray mist had already quietly climbed onto the other's body.