Annelot's magical barrier was as fragile as an eggshell in front of Nabil's Finger of Death.

The dark red energy blast broke through the two barely visible layers of magic shields on Regner's body without hindrance, and just as Regner was about to be instantly wiped out by the Finger of Death, a puff of black smoke emanated from Regner's body, and Regner disappeared directly under Nebil's eyelids.

The sinister smile on Nabil's lips was quickly replaced by consternation and fear, and he turned his head with difficulty to see what was happening behind him.

Regner gasped violently to replenish the energy he had exhausted in the first few seconds. He gently drew the flaming blade, fearing that he would hurt Nabil again because he was too big.

He didn't want Nebil to die so easily, and in Regner's eyes, immediate death was a forgiveness for Nebil, but he didn't want to forgive the murderer who had taken the lives of Jarhart and Minnie.

"How is this possible......" said Nabil with difficulty.

The death sign just now was able to hit Regner, but this guy came to his back at the moment of death, and not only dodged the fatal blow, but also severely injured him.

Was it at the last moment that Regner's speed exploded in full force? No one! No one could have such a fast speed, not even a Sanctuary warrior!

Could it be that teleportation is teleportation? even more impossible! Could this kid be not only a high-level assassin but also a mid-level mage? And how did Nebil do it if he didn't feel any magic fluctuations just now?

Ignar had no intention of satisfying Nabil's curiosity, grabbing him by the collar of his coat with his right hand and throwing him against the wall with an upside-down button.

Nebil's back made intimate and intense contact with the walls of Jehart's house, and the violent impact caused the High Mage to cough up a mouthful of blood.

But before he could react, Regner threw two throwing knives that pierced Nabil's hands and pinned them to the wall.

By closing the mage's hands, Nebil would not be able to complete the spellcast, making him much less of a threat. Although Annelot said that there was also a super-magical technique such as Spell Fix, which could dispense with the spell casting action, Regner believed that the archmage had reached the point where the oil had run out. Now, it's time to pay his debts!

"Because you are strong, you killed the Jehart family. And I am stronger than you, and now, it is time for me to control your destiny. Regnar walked slowly towards Nebil with two weapons, and the High Mage couldn't read Regna's expression in the darkness, but his eyes flashed with horror like a ghost.

Regnar lifted the flaming blade and slowly stabbed it into Nebil's arm.

There wasn't much blood coming out of Nebil's wound, as the flame-burning effect of the Flaming Blade closed the blood vessels at the wound. But that doesn't mean the pain will be relieved by this.

The High Mage let out a heart-rending scream, and his vocal cords seemed to have healed by this time.

Regnar listened to Nabil's wails with some obsession, and then continued to exert force in his hand, and the flaming blade circled around Nabil's arm under his control.

Regnar clasped the wound on Nebil's arm with his right hand, and then tore it hard, and a large piece of the flesh on the high-level mage's arm was torn off in an instant, revealing Sensen's white bones.

"Hahahahaha!" Regna laughed maniacally again, casually discarding the piece of meat from Nebil's arm like a piece of garbage.

"It's so enjoyable!" Regner licked his lips excitedly: "This tearing touch, this pleasant wail, this pleasure of dominating a high-level mage!

"Kill me, kill me now!" Nebil screamed desperately, even pleading in his tone.

"Oh, I won't waste it, trust me, the next few minutes will be the most memorable and final experience of your life. Regner smiled innocently as a teenager, but with a chilling madness and cruelty in his eyes.

Then, Nebil began to scream incessantly, his screams were at first loud and high-pitched, mixed with unbearable invective, and then his vocal cords began to become hoarse, and he kept pleading, but it didn't take long for Nebil to stop making sounds, and the only sound in the whole town was the sound of flesh tearing apart.

Many of Jehart's neighbors, awakened by Nabil's screams, poked their heads out of the windows, intending to yell at the people who disturbed their rest. But after seeing the blood-soaked scene, they all wisely shut their mouths and chose to hide in the house shivering, while praying that the perverted murderer would not find them.

I don't know how long it took, but Regner's eyes finally regained some clarity, and he looked at it a little blankly. Blood, minced meat, bones, internal organs, and clothes were piled up haphazardly, emitting a disgusting fishy smell. No one could have imagined that a bunch of such things would have been a person just a few minutes ago.

Regner lifted his hands, their slender and powerful hands stained with blood and flesh, not even the claws of a demon had ever been so hideous. Regner shuddered, then regained his composure, got up and turned to look at Reed not far away, and then walked slowly.

"No!no! Don't come here! I'm Reed Muerter, son of Edwin Muerter, you can't kill me! you don't dare to kill me! Don't come here!" Reed saw Regner's attention turn to himself, and he didn't know where he got the strength, he kept crawling backwards with just his hands, trying to get away from the demonic boy who was about his own age but terrible.

Regner looked at Reed, who was wriggling like maggots, and recalled the tragic scene of the Jehart family, and anger burned from the bottom of his heart again.

"I remember saying before that if you're ready to get hurt, you can come to Falling Star City to trouble me, but if you're looking for trouble with Gerhatt, then prepare me to die!

"You can't be a match for the Arcane Eyes! If you kill Nebil, they won't let you go! You're dead! Don't come!" said Ridder incoherently.

Regner grabbed Reed's neck and lifted him up directly: "It's not your turn to decide whether I die or not, but you are going to die today." ”

"No, no, you don't dare to kill me, I'm Reed Moort, I'm Mayor Mare's son!" Reed said with difficulty, even though he was half choked, he still didn't forget that he still had such a backer as his father.

"Oh, the mayor seems to be here. Ragner turned his head to look, and there was a dense and hurried footstep in the street, and it seemed that a large group of people were coming.

Edwin was anxious, and he knew something was wrong when he heard the movement coming from the direction of the Jehart house. But he wasn't an idiot, and the people who could fight Nabil were definitely not something he could easily provoke, so Edwin hurriedly called all the men that Nabil had brought over.

Naturally, these followers who belonged to the Eyes of the Secret Law would not be so obedient, and knowing that Edwin had brought out Nabil, these masters hurriedly ran over.

Edwin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief to see that his son was not dead, but he also wondered where Nebil had gone, shouldn't he be with Reed?

"Let him go, so that you may suffer less. Edwin said to Regner, who had brought over twenty men and thought he had a complete advantage.

Regner put down Reed, who was about to suffocate, and looked coldly at the people around him.

"You're Regner?" asked the vice-captain of the entourage of the Arcane Eyes, Klat's corpse made his pupils shrink slightly, but he was not very afraid because of the large number of people.

"It's me, why are you looking for me?" Regner grabbed Reed's hair to keep him from struggling.

"We have been ordered by Archmage Hradik, Vice President of the Eyes of the Mystic, to investigate the death of Archmage's beloved disciple Fars. It is said that this matter has a lot to do with you, so you can come with us. The attendant said.

"Heradic, did he do everything?" Regna muttered to himself softly, then nodded, "Fars was indeed killed by me." ”

"Then throw away the weapon and let go of my son. Edwin said quickly, Reid looked at him with grievances and pleading, he couldn't bear to let his son suffer anymore.

"He?" Regner said, pulling Reed's hair, "but he's guilty, and he can't get out of the tragic death of the Ghart." ”

"I don't care about Jehart's death, and you don't need to worry about it!" Edwin shouted angrily: "Let him go immediately, or ......"

Ragner didn't wait for Edwin to finish his sentence before a hint of impatience appeared on his face. He pulled out the flaming blade and cut Reed's head directly, and then threw it in front of Edwin, Regner asked with some curiosity, "How else?"

Yes, curious. Regner spoke without any provocation or anger, just curiosity, as if killing Reed seemed to him as simple and ordinary as stepping on a bug.

This nonchalance was the most utter contempt, and Edwin watched dumbfoundedly as his son's skull rolled in front of him. Because it all happened so fast, as if it weren't real.

"Kill him, kill him for me!" the mayor cried out as if he had lost his son, and the sudden loss of his son broke him down.

The followers of the Mystic Eyes didn't care about the mayor's shouts at all, but in order to complete the task of Archmage Hradic, they still wanted to capture Regnar, so they drew their swords one after another.

Regner didn't panic when he saw the other side in a posture, he stood there relaxed, and then suddenly said, "Within three months!"

Everyone was stunned, they didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Regner continued: "If any of you can make it back alive, tell Hradik that in three months, I, Regner Dark Elegy, will take his life, and let him wipe his neck clean and wait for me!"

An elegy for darkness, the title bestowed upon him by Vellais was known to the world for the first time after two years of silence. In the years that followed, this title spread throughout the Eastern Continent and even the whole world along with all kinds of bizarre legends, and became a term that everyone talked about.