After the attack on the Mage's Castle, Bromu, the Batman, disappeared for a few days. During this time, everyone at Mage Castle was busy repairing the buildings that had been damaged during the last attack, and then preparing for the next attack that could happen at any time.

The orders issued during the state of emergency are still being strictly enforced. Although everyone found it extremely inconvenient, no one dared to challenge this order in the face of the bitter lessons of the last attack.

Given, who moved to Fort Mage, set up a rest room on the tower of Fort Mage, from which he could get a bird's-eye view of the entire fortress and react to attacks as quickly as possible.

As the days passed, the Batman still did not show his head, neither the Mage Castle nor the Goblin Second-hand Shop were attacked. Fort Mage even organized several search teams to search for traces of the Batmen in the nearby barren mountains. But even after searching every nearby hill, there was no trace of the Batman.

The calm days continued, and even the preparation of materials for the goblin second-hand store was successfully completed.

Everything seems to indicate that Brommu really seems to be gone.

After repairing the last room, the state of emergency was finally lifted, and while the guards and defenses were not completely removed, at least daily life within the Spell Castle was restored to its former normality.

The old goblin Harvey and the birdman Quintus also volunteered to go out and inquire about Brom. Batman has stolen so many magic items, and he always has to identify them, use them, or sell them. Maybe Harvey and Quintus can find clues about Batman in their networks.

Even Jiwen sensed the tiredness of a long period of tension, and he took a rare walk alone outside the mage fort, and it was only after walking around the mage fort that he relieved the boredom in his heart a little. When Givens returned to the attic, he threw his fate on the table, then took off his armor and lay down on the stone bed relaxedly, stretching out.

Even though the stone bed is very hard, the feeling of relaxation is still very comfortable. Just as Jiwen closed his eyes and recuperated himself, there was a sudden knock on the door,

"Who?"

Givens asked a little impatiently.

"It's me, Sevitz. The search party had just found something on the deserted beach. ”

The voice of the chief mage of Fort Mage, Sevitz, came from outside the door.

"Come in. ”

Givens sat up, then watched as Savitz pushed the door open with a necklace and walked in.

With just one glance, Givens discovered that the necklace was one of the stolen magic items, and he immediately beckoned Servitz to bring it over and let him take a closer look.

After taking the necklace from Servetz's hand, Givens immediately looked carefully at the inscription on the pendant and the spar set in it. But just as he was engrossed in examining the necklace, Jiwen suddenly noticed a cold ablative sensation coming from his back.

Jiwen didn't panic, didn't resist, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A cold, freezing voice popped out from between Given's teeth.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time! ”

However, the red-skinned mage Servitz did not respond to Given's words, he just pushed the black flame in the palm of his left hand into Given's body, and those cold dark flames extended from Given's back heart to his shoulders and limbs, completely enveloping him.

At this moment, the Batman who had transformed into Servitz widened his eyes with excitement, and his carefully planned revenge finally drew a perfect end today.

Now the arrogant adversary, stripped of his armor and laid down his weapons, was attacked by himself when he was most unsuspecting.

The whole operation, except for the guy who was about to die was a bit hard-mouthed, everything else was in Bromu's plan.

Bromu smirked, but in the next second, his face was illuminated by a fiery glow.

What's going on!

A strong wave of magic resistance poured out of the warrior's body, suppressing the flames of darkness. At the same time, the warrior's body seemed to turn into a furnace, and a hot sensation caused his left hand to instantly lose sensation.

No, this guy was prepared, it's a trap!

Sensing that something was wrong, Bromu immediately abandoned the attack. He threw Givin away, turned and rushed to the window.

Now that he had given up on transmogrification and reverted to his Batman form, he had a chance to escape from his opponent's hands as long as he flew into the air first and flew far enough before his opponent reverted to his flame form.

But when his body was about to hit the window, he saw the picture behind him from the reflection of the glass.

Brommu's breathing stopped at that moment.

Because, he saw that a huge flame monster had taken shape, its red and black wings had spread, and his outstretched arm was about to grab him!

"Boom!"

All the inhabitants of Fort Mage heard the explosion without warning. The few mages who were on duty at the fence saw a scene they would never forget.

The topmost room on the tower of the Mage's Castle suddenly burst open in the air, and countless pieces of rubble and furniture were thrown into the air. But in the midst of that cloud of smoke, a giant beast composed of red and black flames spread its wings and rushed out of the smoke and dust, flying towards the sky.

A handful of sharp-eyed mages even saw that the giant beast was holding a monster firmly in its hands.

It was the same batman who had attacked the Mage Castle earlier.

Given's clutching his prey and flapping his wings into the air, had been waiting for this moment for a long time. From the moment the last attack ended, Givens had understood that his opponent's next target could only be himself.

In the last attack, Bromu, the batman, had ruthlessly destroyed everything that Gilvin wanted to protect. It was an arrogant challenge to his opponent, and he wantonly humiliated and provoked himself, just to wash away the last fiasco in front of the gate of the mage's castle.

Now, for this vain opponent, the best thing to wash away the shame of defeat is a clean slash. Just trample your own corpse under your feet, and it proves everything.

So Bromme will definitely come.

To provoke his attacks**, Govin moved himself into the tower of the Mage Castle. Even a strict defense was laid around the area. In the end, after waiting for so many days without results, Jiwen deliberately walked around in the wilderness of the mage castle. Back in his room, he even took off his armor and threw away Destiny, then hid the Burning Spirit under the cover of his boots and pants.

Then he finally waited for Brommu's arrival.

Before Brommu could tear off his disguise and start attacking, Givens saw through him. The real Servitz would never be so respectful, and these self-esteemed mages would never push the door in without saying hello.

Therefore, Jiwen had already begun to burn with the power of the "Burning Spirit", and as he was injured, the power of the Burning Spirit erupted more violently, allowing him to finally catch his opponent before he could spread his wings and escape.

Now this guy can't escape, and Givenn is about to fulfill his previous promise and make Bromu pay.

Firmly grasped by Given, Bromu had lost control of his body, and Given's wings had been ripped off and embedded deep in his body with his fingerclaws, the flames and heat melting his body.

The only thing he had left was control of his consciousness, and he watched as the air rushed past him and the earth flew away from him.

But the haughty Brom knew what his opponent was up to, for he was also a master at it.

The warrior, presumably known as Gilvin, wanted to use fear to break his will. However, he would not let this shoddy method succeed, so Bromu struggled and sneered: "Do you want to scare me into telling me the whereabouts of your wealth? ”

But the flame beast behind him didn't make any sound, just continued to flap its wings and fly. Ignoring him, Brommu felt insulted, and howled even louder.

"You can't kill me, no one in this world can kill me. ”

Bromu knew that no matter how many times he died, the world would resurrect itself, so he was never afraid of anyone.

Even if there were some powerful minions he didn't want to provoke, it was only because it would be troublesome to provoke them. He had escaped from those so-called eighth-order summoned beasts more than once, and he had angered one or two more powerful ones, but he had escaped unharmed.

So he didn't pay attention to the opponent who was catching him now.

He could torture himself once, or twice. But he couldn't keep an eye on himself forever. Whenever he has the chance to escape, he can make a comeback, and with his powerful illusions, he can turn his opponent's life into an eternal nightmare with never-ending, unstoppable attacks.

Maybe you will lose once or twice once in a while, but the final winner must be yourself!

Bromu laughed maniacally, until Given's fists tightened and locked his body with flames, so that he couldn't make a sound at all.

It was only then that Jiwen, who had been silent, finally spoke.

"You think I'm going to make a deal with you? You think you can trade those stolen things for your freedom? Do you think you still have a chance to escape? Don't be delusional, you don't have a chance. ”

At this time, Brommu could no longer make any sound to answer, and all that could come out of his mouth was those black blood foams, but his eyes still flashed with a look of unyielding.

He shrugged off the threat of Jiwen, it was the opponent's bluff, and the weak swordsman had no way to deal with himself.

It was at this point that Givens finally slowed down because he had already flown high enough.

Given's stance flipped in the air and began to dive downward,

When the white earth was about to rush towards him, he reminded his opponent one last time.

"Take a good look at the world, this is the last time you'll see it!"

As Given's words fell, he began to fold his wings and head straight towards the ground.

In the vast sky, a red-black fireball swooped down from a distant height with a long tail flame, and the fireball emitted a dazzling light and fell rapidly, like a flame spear, thrown from the sky to the white earth.

When the black tip of the spear touched the ground, the earth let out a deep roar, and then countless white stone chips were lifted high like a waterfall and flew into the air, finally forming a huge circular dust curtain that completely submerged the fireball.