Before she finished her words, Leila Lopez took the lead and started fighting with the two black-robed wizards opposite. Leila Lopez's idea was simple, to deal with the two people in front of her as quickly as possible, and then free up her hands to look after Wentworth.

On the other side, Joseph Kony first shouted to the witches of the surrounding Kony tribe:

"Whoever interferes before he and I decide the winner will die!"

Then, Joseph Kony turned to look at Wentworth, and the two of them almost simultaneously made a gesture of invitation to a duel, and Joseph Kony said:

"Wentworth, I'll tell you a secret. In fact, the tribe's original order was for me to kill you and put the blame on Wagadu. However, I changed the tribe's plan. I did it voluntarily. You're welcome!"

Wentworth was stunned when he heard what Joseph Kony said. He didn't expect that what he just said was actually true. The Kony tribe actually didn't want him to leave Uagadu alive from the beginning.

And just when Wentworth was stunned, Joseph Connie took action!

"The soul is completely scattered!"

Fortunately, Wentworth, who had spent a holiday fighting the Norwegian Ridgeback named Nibelung, had long been accustomed to sudden attacks. After all, you can't expect a beast to greet you first before attacking you! "All curses are gone!"

After removing Joseph Kony's spell, Wentworth frowned and said:

"Dark magic targeting souls? This is also very rare in Europe!"

Facing Wentworth's doubts, Joseph Connie smiled and pointed his wand toward the sky. The next second, a huge dark cloud appeared where the two men were fighting, shrouding them in shadow. In the dark cloud, there were faint rays of light brewing.

At this time, Joseph Kony pointed to the sky and said:

"Wentworth, Wagadu, it's Wagadu in Africa, you see, the sky is angry!"

Then, the magic wand in Joseph Connie's hand fell suddenly, and as Joseph Connie's magic wand fell, a huge electric snake roared and poked its head out from the sky above the dark clouds, and then rushed towards Wentworth ferociously.

This terrifying divine power immediately made the other wizards of the Coni tribe surrounding them subconsciously close their eyes.

Even Leila Lopez, who was fighting the two black-robed wizards, couldn't help but feel startled and said subconsciously:

"This isn't Professor Vagado's magic! This isn't a spell that should be used at this age!"

Perhaps it was because of a moment of distraction, Leila Lopez, who was originally evenly matched with the two black-robed wizards, was suddenly hit by a spell. Although Leila Lopez avoided the spell at the last moment and was not hit in the vitals, her left arm was still covered in blood.

Now, Leila Lopez no longer dared to be careless and distracted from the battle situation on Wentworth's side. She could only pray in her heart that nothing would happen to Wentworth. Otherwise, Vagadu would not only have to face the Kony tribe, but also the Wuxi Party! At that time, Vagadu would really be desperate.

At this moment, facing the silver snake roaring out from the sky, Wentworth shook his head and said with some regret: "I thought it was some brand new strange magic, but it turns out to be just a variation of the weather spell! Although magical, it's just that!"

Then, Wentworth suddenly pointed his wand at the ground and gently turned it in a circle. Then, it was as if a tornado rose out of thin air, accompanied by countless sand and gravel, and the tornado rose higher and higher until it rushed into the sky.

The silver snake roared and dived into the eye of the tornado. Through countless sand and gravel, one could vaguely see that the silver snake was still rushing straight towards Wentworth.

A moment later, just as the tornado broke through the dark clouds, the tornado, which had been growing thicker and thicker, suddenly shrank! The dark clouds in the sky, along with the silver snake, seemed to be swallowed by the tornado and disappeared in an instant. The blue sky and white clouds returned to their heads again, and the scorching sun returned to the earth.

It was not until this time that the rest of the Coni tribe, who were first blinded by the lightning and then blown to and fro by the tornado, slowly stood up and came to their senses.

Looking at the field, Wentworth and Joseph Kony were still standing quietly, staring at each other.

Everyone present couldn't help but look at each other, completely unaware of what had just happened.

However, the two people in the field had very different moods at this moment.

Joseph Kony shook his head and said, "What a pity! It was so close!"

Wentworth smiled calmly and said nonchalantly: "If I wasn't sure that my magic would work faster than yours, do you think I would stand here and wait to be struck by lightning?!"

"Magic is cool, but listen to me, don't use it in the future, if you still have a future! An elder once taught me that magic is a skill to kill people!"

"I admit that you do have a talent for spell development, using weather magic like this! But this skill is really useless! From the formation of dark clouds to the fall of lightning, it takes too long!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Joseph Kony smiled bitterly and said:

"Okay, I admit that I made a mistake, but I didn't expect your reaction speed and spellcasting speed to be so fast! I didn't expect you to see the essence of this spell so quickly!"

After hearing what Joseph Connie said, Wentworth and Joseph Connie smiled at each other, and the next second, they both stretched out their wands at the same time again! "Flying sand and running rocks!"

"God's sword has no shadow!"

Just as Wentworth and Joseph Connie were in the middle of a fierce duel, Emma Hughes, who had left the secret room of Principal Vagado's office, staggered to the foot of Moon Mountain.

Emma Hughes, feeling the sun's heat again, looked around aimlessly, feeling extremely anxious.

Because Emma Hughes knew that every minute she gained now was a crucial minute.

However, no matter how greedily Emma Hughes inhaled the air around her, she could not smell the slightest scent of a stranger.

Moreover, perhaps because she was too anxious, Emma Hughes accidentally tripped over a stone and sprained her ankle.

Just as Emma Hughes was sitting on the ground, clutching her injured ankle and wanting to cry, a gentle and elegant voice suddenly sounded in her ears:

"What a poor girl, please, do you need help?!"

(End of this chapter)