Kind-hearted Grim Reaper

What Goris used was not a clone illusion spell; the man in black moved too quickly, giving him no time to chant his spells. What he had thrown was a Mirror Image Scroll fabricated by himself. The scroll could fully unleash its imbued magic power in the shortest time possible, which was one of Goris's lifesaving magical treasures. Goris's main body had already drifted three yards away.

The situation just now had made Goris break out into a cold sweat; if his reflexes had been a little slower, he might have been sliced open by the opponent by now. The opponent's attack also ignited his inner anger. Cutting through the void, Goris drew out a tiny crack in the sky, and out came a black rod of only a foot long; its handle neither metal nor wood, its top ended with a red gem only one centimeter in diameter. Goris grabbed the rod, continuously chanting a spell.

The man in black clearly knew that if he let Goris fully perform his magic, he himself would stand no chance of being his match. When Goris had just grabbed the rod, he had already launched his second attack. Numerous black rays poured out from beneath his robe, turning into a giant light net aiming for Goris.

Goris still kept chanting the spell and from the space rift, he threw out something. Countless illusions of Goris in the sky made the black-clad man's attack lack a precise target. A vast majority of illusions disappeared in the attack, but they did not hit the real Goris.

"Go, Black Flame Soul Refining." A black flame shot out from Goris's rod, aiming at the pirates.

The man in black was taken aback. He had not expected Goris to be so powerful, merging darkness and fire together in the combined black flame, he could unleash so many at once. Even if he himself was not afraid, his subordinates would be done for if they were but slightly touched. Thinking of this, he could not care less about hiding his power, and bellowed, "Hell light." Black rays were released even more densely from the bottom up, confronting the black flames head-on. The surging fighting aura rocketed, and the twinkling black light faintly emitted an evil aura.

Goris's Black Flame Soul Refining and the man in black's Hell Light collided abruptly. After a repeating puffing sound, a big hole was melted into the deck in front of them.

Goris's body swayed slightly. When the opponent made his final move, he had already identified the opponent's identity and also understood why his Dark Guardian had no effect on him. The opponent could also respond to his Black Flame Soul Refining because of his identity. However, he did not yell it out because he clearly knew that identity was the man in black's taboo. Once he revealed it, the man in black would definitely not give up, and no life on the ship would survive. If he were in his best state, Goris would not fear him, but he had been plagued by seasickness these days, his physical strength had declined a lot. Even if he could win, he would inevitably be heavily injured.

Just as Goris was hesitating between negotiating with the opponent or continuing to fight, a small fireball suddenly appeared in the sky. The fireball traced a graceful arc and aimed at the man in black. The man in black was taken aback, as he had not fully recovered from the just-ended collision. He had to create a black light to meet the fireball.

With a pop, the fireball shattered instantly, a few sparks fell onto the cloak of the man in black, immediately burning a few small holes. Under the sunlight, a faint green glow flashed through the cloak.

The man in black's heart shuddered. Although the power of the fireball just now was not great, the fire element embodied in it felt just like the one emitted by monks. He didn't dare to confront the church. Moreover, Goris alone was already too much for him to handle. If there were another monk, he might…, escape was more important. He yelled, "Let's go." and was the first to jump back onto the pirate ship. But how would he know that the very balanced magic could not only come from monks, but also from novices just learning magic.

Goris paid no attention to the fleeing pirates, his gaze was fixed on the third floor of the passenger ship, where his room was, and that accurately controlled fireball...

"Great mage, thank you, thank you for saving the people on the whole ship," the captain ran to Goris's side and thanked him sincerely.

Goris glanced at him and said: "Don't let anyone bother me." He then turned around and walked away toward the top floor of the passenger ship. That fireball with a diameter of five centimeters was too familiar to him.

The pirates, who had been mighty and domineering at first, fled disgracefully, and the sparkling sea regained its original calm after a wave of ripples.

Goris quickly returned to the third deck, and as expected, Ah Dai's frail body lay on the ground. He stepped forward, picked Ah Dai up, activated his magic power, and examined his body. In fact, without checking, he knew that Ah Dai had been hurt by the Magic Backlash Force. The man in black was so skillful that he couldn't be resisted by Ah Dai who had only learned magic for three days. The Fireball Technique was released but since Ah Dai controlled it with his own spirit power, the moment the fireball broke, his spirit was also violently shocked. Ah Dai, who couldn't protect himself, naturally fell unconscious due to the backlash. Fortunately, at that time, the condition of the man in black was not at its best, otherwise, Ah Dai might suffer from spiritual disorder.