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"If you dare to get even a micron closer to my brother with that filthy body, I swear you'll be tortured worse than hell!"

The princess of the younger brother - Sylvia enters!

"Grand Duke of Icewind Castle - Sylvia!?" the three legends gasped almost at the same time!

How could Sylvia be here in such a way? Isn't she a puppet archduke?

Even McCarthy, who once served the Star Lord, never knew Sylvia's true identity, after all, the reason why he left Sky City back then was because of Edwin's distrust of him.

So when this unexpected girl appeared here in an unexpected way, the three legends were stunned for a moment.

It was this moment that made Jessica suffer a big loss.

"Get out!"

It's not any spell at all!

But the strange thing is that with the exit of this word, the magic energy seems to transform into a free speech. The irresistible power of Peiran was like a flood, pushing Jessica out more than ten meters away.

The cells all over the body sent a message of soreness, which was an incredible experience for a legendary assassin. Jessica had never imagined that a mage could push herself back with just one word, and the fear that had just risen from the bottom of her heart made her feel as desperate as if she was facing the whole world.

She looked up at the girl who was as cold as ice on the other side, but her heart was as cold as falling into an ice cave. How many years has it been, and how many years has she not felt fear since she was promoted to legend?

The cold expression melted the moment she looked at Charlotte, and Sylvia looked at Charlotte with concern, her voice with unconcealed worry.

"Sorry, I'm a step late. Are you alright? Charlotte. ”

It was only then that Charlotte, whose brain went blank, came back to her senses. Although this is not the first time to embrace death, let's be honest, death itself is a terrifying and disgusting experience.

Charlotte subconsciously touched her throat, and then showed an ugly smile at Sylvia, "How come, I thought I was going to die just now! Sister Sylvia, thank you for saving me from having to experience that disgusting experience again!"

"Charlotte!"

It was only then that Vivien Leigh, who was scared out of a cold sweat, rushed to Charlotte's side, and she didn't bother to say hello to Sylvia, so she panicked and tore Charlotte's hand away, carefully observing the wound on the latter's throat.

Vivien Leigh didn't notice an irrepressible look of annoyance in Sylvia's ice-blue eyes as she grabbed Charlotte.

However, the annoyance quickly turned to murderous intent, for she saw that a small wound had appeared in Charlotte's neck, which was extremely shallow, and only a few drops of red blood oozed from the wound that only cut through the skin.

"Wait...... Damn!"

Even before that, Sylvia had always put Charlotte to the test with the attitude that the eagles would fly. But when she saw the wound, her anger and murderous intent could not be restrained.

It was a completely unfamiliar experience for Sylvia, who had not experienced joy or sorrow for thousands of years, but instead of suppressing this exuberant emotion that had previously seemed to disturb her sanity, she allowed it to ferment and explode in the depths of her heart.

Sylvia ignored Claire and the others' audience, her beautiful face exuded a cold murderous aura, and even her eyes, which were always as cold and clear as a frozen lake, were clouded with a layer of haze.

She glared at the three legends with murderous intent, but her indifferent voice was as dangerous and deadly as the undercurrent sea, "Since you have openly defied the provisions of the Steeu Paper, and as a legend, you have destroyed a country for no reason, then you must have no complaint if I kill you here, right?"

Sylvia's pretty face was like frost, and she walked unhurriedly and gracefully towards the three of them.

The terrible pressure enveloped the three legends like the deep sea, and it was not the terrible pressure brought about by demonic energy. It was an indescribable, inexplicable strange feeling, just as Jessica had felt at the beginning, facing Sylvia who was slowly approaching them was like watching a world crush with an irresistible power.

How can the apex of mortals compete with the world!?

"Y-Who are you?" asked the question, Stardisciple McCarthy, who asked the intriguing question as he quickly built a spell model.

"Who am I?" Sylvia watched McCarthy's small gesture of spell casting with contempt, a beautiful but feeble smile on the corner of her lips, "While I'm navigating the multiverse, Edwin is just an unconscious wisp of chaos in the vortex of roots. You and others think...... Who am I?"

With such terrifying strength, fame precedes Edwin, the Lord of Stars!That incredible answer came out in McCarthy's heart.

His old face showed an incredible expression, and he said in a trembling voice, "You, you are actually one of the Three Saints of Annihilation, the first princess of the Magic Empire, the common leader of the remnants of the empire, and the princess of the Ice Lake-Sylvia!"

Despair instantly gripped McCarthy's mind.

While the younger Pitman and Jessica had only heard the legend of the Three Saints of Annihilation, McCarthy, who had served Edwin, the Lord of the Stars, knew how terrible the princess was.

This is a terrifying existence that once single-handedly annihilated the witch and Gerald, expelling them and sealing them.

Legends are also divided into strong and weak! The former senior brother once warned that Sylvia, the princess of the Ice Lake, is the top legend who is infinitely close to the king of the roots!

And now, this terrible legend approached her with graceful steps, her face like frost, and she vowed to take their lives!

"What annihilation of the Three Saints! It's also a legend, there's no reason to beat the three of us!"

While McCarthy trembled with despair, Pittman, the Lion's Fury, was already charging with a spear in his arms. Like thunder and lightning, he instantly came to Sylvia with a terrifying momentum.

The spear was like a dragon, piercing the unsuspecting Sylvia's chest with unhindered force.

"The mage actually dares to fight with the warrior in close combat, what the first princess of the empire, but like ......"

The word 'this' can't be spoken!

Pittman's hairs stood on end, and a cold sensation swept through his body from the inside out.

The princess of the ice lake in front of her was like a phantom, and the spear did not cause any damage to her at all. She was as cold as frost, unhurried with graceful steps, ignoring the spear in her chest.

Is it an illusion?

As soon as he thought of this, Pitman subconsciously wanted to back off, but he found that his body was as if it were out of control. The strange sensation made him break out in a cold sweat, and he could only open his eyes in despair as he watched Sylvia pass by him through the spear.

Then, without squinting, Sylvia continued to pace, reaching out her index finger in front of Pitman as she passed him, and she was a little weaker and weaker!

Click, click......

The sound of glass shattering sounded in the void, and Pitman didn't feel any pain, but could only watch in despair as his body was cut into countless irregular pieces by the rapidly crumbling space, and the fragments shimmered with a faint light, but strangely did not ooze any blood.

That was the last thing the legend saw......

McCarthy and Jessica gasp!

Pittman is also a legendary warrior who has been in many battles, but in the face of this legendary princess, he was killed in an instant without resistance. The huge gap in strength made infinite fear and despair permeate the body like a cold.

"Monster, monster, you will die for me-" The second to strike was McCarthy, who finally couldn't stand the pressure of the legend, and the mage, who was on the verge of collapse, unleashed the spell he had prepared for a long time.

The surging magic energy turned into a brilliant greatsword, and the hurricane that only drove it caused the trees in the forest to shatter, and unleashed the most proud nine-ring spell of his life, which was the strongest attack magic that McCarthy could use when time was limited. This spell is full of McCarthy's hard work, and although it is only nine rings, the power of the rules contained in it gives it a terrifying power that is infinitely close to that of a legendary spell.

After all, legendary spells take too long to prepare, and McCarthy didn't think Sylvia would give him enough time to cast them in a tense spell battle.

However, the spells that had crossed countless calamities for him, and even slashed legends, did not have the slightest effect, and the moment the spell approached Sylvia, it was as if it had been exposed to an invisible magic breaking field.

There was no problem with the spell model, but the magic energy that supported the spell turned into snow and disappeared in an instant.

"Childish!"

McCarthy was desperate and could only watch Sylvia walk past him, a sarcastic smile on his lips, and his left index finger in front of him as if it were Pittman!

Click!

The same scene appears to McCarthy, who does not squint and proudly and gracefully crosses McCarthy.

McCarthy - Dead!

"You—You're the devil—"

The last legend left in the field, Jessica the bee stinger, has completely collapsed!

She dropped the dagger in her hand and turned with unmatched agility to flee into the jungle behind her.

Sylvia stopped, her eyelids slightly raised, and watched Jessica disappear into the jungle in a few ups and downs. A mocking smile appeared at the corner of her lips, and she seemed to have no intention of chasing, and turned back in front of the group.

She was greeted with everyone's stunned expressions!

Even after eight years of being taught by Sylvia's sister, Charlotte's dull expression was still no better than that of her companions. What did he just see? The three legends, except for one who turned around and fled, the other two were actually killed in an instant!

Is there such a terrible gap between legends and legends? No wonder her sister asked the gods and the king of the roots to give three points, no wonder she dared to fight with Emmanuel without any scruples in the kingdom of the gods of Kaladesan!

With a sparkle in Daphne's eyes, the elven girl who was the strangest to Sylvia was the first to recover, bowing her head to Sylvia as if she were a king.

"Daphne has seen Her Highness Sylvia!" she asked, looking down and the elf curious, "Forgive me for being rude, does Your Highness intend to spare that woman?"

Sylvia's eyes flickered, and her ice-blue eyes, which were originally as cold as frost, overflowed with fluorescent warmth the moment she looked at Charlotte, "I said it, to make her feel more painful than hell." ”

It wasn't until many years later, when Charlotte met Jessica again, that she truly understood what that meant it.