Chapter 31: Wizard God
"YOU FORCED ME INTO DOING THIS... NOW DIE"
A green energy ball the size of a football came out of the explosion cloud and struck Alexander. He was thrown to the ground, his shirt was burnt leaving behind a deep, wide wound on is chest.
~Damn, that hurt a little. This must be how she survived Merlin. I can feel the chaotic energy in that blood magic.~ Alexander groaned on the ground.
Seeing that Alexander was still not dead, Morgan attacked him with what energy she had left to finish him off. Alexander wasn't in much worry, he had already sensed Morgan's weakness.
What he was doing now was for the sake of the show. A hero should have some scars to show in battle after all. If he straight-up butchered her then his plan might backfire. Wizards would probably start fearing him due to his powers. But now, they were cheering for him to stand up and fight.
He calmly looked at the oncoming Killing curse. He still laid on the ground acting like he was injured.
But, suddenly a loud voice echoed.
"NO! I WILL NOT HAVE ANOTHER GOOD SOUL LOST TO DARKNESS... Even if I have to sacrifice myself."
Out of nowhere, an old man with a long white beard and shredded robes jumped in front of Alexander to stop the killing Curse.