Chapter 226: All Things Have Spirits

Just as he flew into the sky to take out the rocket launcher, Murphy had also thrown four or five long swords into the air, floating them with the *Levitation Charm*. Only when Alexei had no time to worry about Vitaly did he launch them all at once. Although most of them missed, in the end, one sword had completed its mission.

"Vitaly..." The old shaman was stunned for a moment.

He didn't have a particularly deep impression of this student, but regardless, he was his compatriot, his disciple. Now, however, in the place where he cultivated, right under his nose, he had been killed by a foreign wizard.

"Damn it!" Alexei was furious.

It had been a long time since he had tasted this feeling.

The original idea of just intending to block the opponent and take Vitaly away vanished into thin air.

At this moment, he only wanted to kill this enemy who had invaded his homeland.

Alexei slammed his staff against the leather drum.

Accompanied by a "thud" of the drum, a gust of wind dispersed, carrying the old shaman's voice to all corners.

"All things have spirits!"

"Spirit of the Sky, Niebo! Spirit of the Earth, Zemu! Spirit of the River, Belka! Spirit of the Forest, Les!"

Every time Alexei shouted a name, he would slam the drum hard. The drum sound grew louder and louder, more and more high-pitched.

"Praise your true names! Hear my decree! Seal this territory!"

Suddenly, Murphy felt his body sink, as if something were pressing down on his shoulders. At the same time, the air seemed to have become much thicker, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Suddenly, the solid ground beneath his feet became soft, and surges of mud churned, turning it into a swamp in just a few moments.

He retreated two steps, and several vines and branches whipped over, forcing him to dodge hurriedly.

Immediately afterward, amidst a continuous "buzzing" sound, a black cloud composed of wasps rushed toward him.

Murphy instinctively raised his wand. "Incendio!"

However, unlike the scene he expected where a fire would burn the swarm away, only a palm-sized flame sprayed from the tip of his wand. Although it startled the swarm, it couldn't stop their attack at all.

Murphy was startled. That feeling of being closely connected to his magic power had disappeared at some point. It seemed as if something had erected a wall between himself and his magic power.

Just at this moment, with a "thud" of the drum, more than a dozen sharp stone spikes suddenly extended from the mud behind Murphy. He instinctively transformed into lightning and flashed to the other side.

"Huh? The lightning ability is still there?"

More attacks followed one after another: earth spikes, wind blades, fireballs, mud whirlpools... He tried to take off, but chanting spells didn't work either. For a time, he could only keep changing into lightning to dodge.

He tried several spells in a row, but any that required the use of a wand could almost not be cast normally.

On the contrary, his own lightning abilities and the like were completely unaffected.

In other words, there was no major problem with his own magic power; the problem was the communication between himself and the external magic power.

To be able to even seal magic, what on earth is going on with these shamans?

How is an ordinary wizard supposed to fight this?

However, perhaps this ability is also very rare for shamans, otherwise, that Vitaly should have used it long ago.

Another row of earth spikes stabbed over, and there was no intact ground left around him. He suddenly flashed into mid-air, and Alexei seemed to be waiting for him to do so. He waved his wooden staff, and a cloud of fire appeared out of thin air beside Murphy, forming a whirlpool, looking as if it were about to roll him in.

At the same time, he saw Alexei raise his wooden staff again, aim the drum face at him, and tap it.

"Wind Blade!"

Murphy had seen this move before, and his gaze sharpened.

The next instant, "Boom!"

A scorching white lightning bolt pierced through heaven and earth, striking Murphy.

After the light dissipated, a giant with hooves and horns appeared in mid-air. Lightning flashed in his eyes, and his exposed skin was covered in black scales. The wind blades, which were enough to cut through trees as thick as a bowl, struck the scales, only leaving a few shallow wounds.

The doctors at the research institute had warned Murphy many times that transformation would greatly aggravate his condition, so at the very beginning, he didn't want to use his demon form at all. But at this moment, his spells were sealed, and his wand had become a useless wooden stick; he could only rely on this powerful body.

At this moment, he flapped his black wings, and several bolts of lightning condensed into the shape of a great spear, rushing toward Alexei with him.

"Horn, Horned God?" Seeing that appearance, Alexei was stunned for a moment.

"Go to hell!" Murphy swung his sharp claws, preparing to tear the old shaman's head apart.

This transformation might cost him half his life, and Murphy already hated this old man to the bone.

Just at this moment, a pair of thick, semi-transparent claws extended from behind Alexei, crossing into a cross shape, blocking in front of the old shaman. With a "bang," although it was knocked down a few inches by Murphy's attack, it still blocked his offensive.

Those several lightning spears were also blocked as if by a wall three or four inches in front of the shaman, dissipating into large patches of electric sparks.

What is that?

"Ancestral Spirit, protect my body." Alexei recovered his composure and chanted in a low voice.

Even if the opponent is truly an incarnation of an ancient god, today, he will pay the price!

Those claws pushed Murphy away violently, and then they emerged from Alexei's body.

It was actually a giant bear nearly three meters tall.

It looked like a ghost, its body semi-transparent, but it was not in the state of an ordinary ghost like light blue smoke, but presented a yellowish-brown color like mud, and it was very solid.

Then, Alexei held up the leather drum in his left hand and tapped it with his staff.

In an instant, three other different giant spirits emerged from his body.

One was a white giant wolf with fur fluttering in the wind, one was a cyan-blue crab that seemed to be condensed from water, and another was actually a giant eagle burning with flames all over its body.

"Ancestral Spirits?"

And, Earth, Fire, Water, Wind?

Elements?

But at this moment, he had no time to think. The fire eagle giant spirit suddenly shrieked, the surrounding temperature rose instantly, and it was the first to rush toward him. At the same time, Alexei also took half a step back, and while tapping the drum, he actually began to sing.

It was a hymn to the ancestors, the wording was extremely ancient, and Murphy couldn't understand it at all, but with his singing, the flames on the fire eagle rose by more than a few feet, and its color also changed from orange-red to bright yellow, and the temperature rose by a large margin.

Besides that, all four elemental giant spirits were encouraged by the singing, and they all underwent mutations, as if they had all been strengthened.

The fire eagle had already rushed in front of Murphy, and the latter instinctively smashed a fist at it. "Bang!"

He actually hit it; this thing had a physical form!

The scorching flames stuck to Murphy's fist, but under the protection of the scales, he didn't feel pain for the time being.

"Is that it?"

Murphy laughed loudly, and with his left hand, he smashed a fist into the mouth of the giant wolf that was biting over from the other side. The next instant, lightning erupted.

"Want to bite me? Taste my billion volts first!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 227 =====