359 Why won't you die!?

"Hahahaha!" an ethereal replica of Danzel without a helmet laughed full of malice as it pierced his sword through the heart of the magic caster.

Shocking Nevvan in the process.

By turning his head slightly to the side, he saw the ethereal dark green death knight pushing and staring back at him.

"Agh! This is~" Nevvan groaned in pain as he tried to continue his teleportation spell. Nevvan based the copy of the death knight to be some sort of illusion created by his unique mana similar to the skeleton hand.

By associating the two spells' mana and what they did, Nevvan was sure that the blade in his heart wasn't really, or at the very least, it was hurting something other than his physical body that he was unaware of. But just to be sure, he made spikes out of ice to come out of his clothes and penetrate the ethereal copy and destroy them.

Doing so by shifting his focus briefly away from his teleportation spell.