A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

"Aren't you going to give up yet?" Jackson chuckled, his voice sounding like two bones knocking against each other.

"Haha... that's fine. I don't like women who are too delicate. They won't move after being played with for a while. What's the point in that?"

Jackson walked over slowly. His legs had become twisted due to being broken and repaired many times. The tiny bones and flesh on his feet trailed a scarlet trail behind him.

"...No, maybe I can take off your head first, and then slowly enjoy your body?"

"After all, if you resist too fiercely and break a leg, it will lack beauty, right?"

He said with a smile as he slowly approached. He looked down at Field, but soon found that the latter only raised the corners of his mouth, and then raised his head slightly.

She spoke with a smile of pure mockery on her face.

"Isn't your mouth as hard as yours?"

Jackson's expression froze for a moment, and then anger surged into his heart, and he was completely irritated.

In such an embarrassing situation, she actually...she actually dared to humiliate herself?

He has never accepted such humiliation. He wants this woman to feel the fear of being completely dominated by him!

In an instant, the vines broke out of her body and rolled towards Field again, forming a dense wall of vines, trying to tie her up.

The Winchester in Field's hand roared unwillingly almost at the same time.

"boom!"

Sawdust flew everywhere and vines flew everywhere.

"boom!"

A hole was torn open in the wall of vines, and dappled light shone in.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sudden fire suppression swept away all the vines in an instant. Several bullets cut off a layer of flesh on Jackson's body. The vines spurting blood were scattered like flowers, and the newly grown vines had not had time to follow. On the scene, Jackson's body was exposed in an instant!

Tsk... Jackson smacked his lips in disgust and wrapped the remaining cane around himself. The shotgun only had six rounds. As long as he blocked this blow, he could...

"boom!"

The next moment, Field pulled the trigger, and Winchester ferociously sprayed out a fire dragon.

Yes, it is not a storm of gray-black lead shot, but a blazing flame that exudes terrifying temperature and flash. Like a big flaming hand, it grabbed Jackson overwhelmingly.

The moment the thousand-degree heat touched Jackson, the fat, muscles and vines on the latter's body immediately burned. The burning pain immediately climbed to Jackson's brain, and he wailed and fell back.

Field smiled faintly.

Shotgun made of magnesium grains and white phosphorus, manufactured by Hampton. There is no such thing in Phoenix yet. She asked her brother to send it from the Hamptons, using one hair and one hair less.

However, Jackson, who was rolling on the ground, had not lost his ability to resist. He tore off the burned fat and skin stuck to his mouth as if he did not know the pain, exposing the blood-red muscles.

He opened his mouth angrily, wanting to spit out a sonic cannon.

But the moment before the sound wave was sent out, something was thrown by Field.

It was the thing she had been holding in her hand, wrapped in a piece of cloth. Now the thing was revealed. It was a small silver wind chime, strung with an emerald green thread.

The wind chime flew over, and two tender green threads swayed like harmless elves, wrapping around Jackson's wrist.

He suddenly became quiet, and the sonic cannon dissipated in the wind.

No, no, as a sound engineer, Jackson suddenly realized that he seemed to have been interfered by the witchcraft of the suspected "channel"... Isn't this my witchcraft? How did she use it?

Jackson's brain, which had been entangled and sucked dry by vines, could not process the situation in front of him, and he was stunned for a second.

And just this short time is enough for Field to decide the outcome.

"Ein Sturm erhebt sich."

Field made a pistol gesture with his right hand and whispered an unfamiliar language.

"Beugt und bricht Wipfel der Bume."

"jagt Funken vom Feur usw."

"go to hell."

Only a crisp bang sounded in the silent air.

Then, in front of Field's finger, a slender light purple beam seemed to penetrate the space and shoot straight towards Jackson's chest.

The indescribable aura of terror overwhelmed him at this moment. Jackson forgot everything in an instant. He could only have one thought in his mind:

You must not be hit by her!

Jackson went crazy and released all the vines hidden in his body. Those vines had replaced his blood vessels. Once damaged, he would die from excessive blood loss, but this was nothing compared to the light beam in front of him. Got it!

However, the lavender light penetrated the defense lightly like a red-hot steel needle piercing butter.

All this was done in an instant. When Jackson looked down blankly, he only found a small hole as thick as his index finger on his left chest.

What... Jackson breathed a sigh of relief. Logically speaking, it is impossible for such a small hole to kill him. After all, he has the gift of Lord Metalia...

Huh? Why didn't the vine fix it?

The next moment, Jackson felt something strange coming from his chest. He raised his hand in disbelief. On the outermost part of his fingers, the fingertips seemed to have been weathered, turning into fragile and dry meat residue, which was blown to the ground by the wind. .

No, it wasn't just his hands, his whole body was gradually falling apart from the outside to the inside.

His body completely lost its vitality, and even the flames were extinguished.

The vitality of the vine was also completely deprived at this moment. The blood in Jackson's body stopped flowing. He completely lost his strength and fell heavily on the cement floor.

Field came over coldly and kicked him.

Jackson didn't move like a corpse. He just stared wide-eyed, with no expression on his face that was burned to pieces.

He couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe...how could he...die?

Unfortunately, no one would answer him. A gust of wind blew and accelerated the weathering process. His eyes were blown to the ground, shattered the moment they hit the ground, and then turned into a puddle of dust.

Field knelt down and took away the wind chime that Levi gave him without looking at him again.

Creatures hit by her C-level witchcraft "magic bullet" will be essentially erased, with no possibility of survival.

This is the reason why she claims to be invincible below B level.

Field stood up holding her legs and tried to leave. However, after taking a few steps, severe pain hit her again. She vomited blood again, and her legs softened and she fell to the ground.

Field's body was still that of an ordinary person. After being hit by a sonic cannon and then being knocked down from the second floor, her internal organs and bones were severely injured.

She could feel her lungs throbbing with each breath.

Need to be healed...as soon as possible...

Field propped himself on the ground with the butt of his gun, and as soon as he took a step, blood surged into his throat again.

Her vision went dark and her body fell weakly.