A terrifying blue-black ** force surged from Fenrir's body, almost dyeing the pure white fur color black and crawling all over its body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info What follows is naturally a huge amount of mana consumption.

This is the main reason why Elena would choose to let Carl go before.

The madness of Fenrir snatched the magic from Elena's body like a water pump. Elena had a hard time fighting Carl with Fenrir's magic, but if she hadn't discovered the secret of Carl's strengthening body earlier, and she happened to have a flashbang on her body to escape, she would probably lose.

As a result, now Fenrir has strengthened at the beginning, directly taking away Elena's remaining magic power, she knows very well that Karl is a cold-blooded guy, once he finds that his magic power is drained, not enough to fight him, not enough to drive those wonderful magic threads, he will definitely kill himself.

That's why she took the initiative to break away from the front line. The goal, of course, is to take Fenrir back.

In the normal state, Fenrir can still listen to Elena's orders, but once he falls into a state of madness, then he can't listen to anyone's orders. The only way to make him feel is to use the chains to stop his movements, and then forcibly drain the mana to make him spiritual.

Thankfully, the Master with the Spell was able to activate the Spell and make the Servant sense his location, and although there were no strange effects such as the release of magical powers, it could let the Berserker know that "there was a target calling for him". In a state of madness, he must not hesitate to pounce on the target who "provokes himself".

Same as last time.

However, before Elena summoned it, Leonidas and Fenrir had already begun a battle for the true meaning of the trapped beast.

The frenzied Fenrir suddenly gained the upper hand in strength, and threw Leonidas's cannonball, Leonidas's slam into a tree, and the huge impact actually broke the trunk of the tree that the two men were hugging together!

What a terrible power! Fenrir threw Leonidas, his huge body rolled on the ground, and he had already stood up again, his hind legs contracted spring-likely, and then burst out with an incomparably powerful impact! The whole Immortal rushed towards Leonidas!

However......

"Try it!"

Leonidas, who was supposed to lose his weapon, waved his "gun".

That's right, the same tree he knocked down earlier!

He held the lush canopy of the severed tree in his arms, swung the canopy with all his might, and used the whole tree as a weapon to hit Berserker.

This weapon is not lethal to the Immortals. But it does hinder it a little. That would be enough.

Fenrir screamed wildly in the face of the big tree waving from the side, his claws intertwined, and the silver light directly cut the trunk into powder! The huge force directly crushed the trunk of the tree!!

What a terrible power! With Fenrir's full swing, the power can only be described as terrifying!

Leonidas naturally knew how powerful it was, but he was still bare-handed, and the spear had just been thrown off by himself, and now he could only bear the bitter fruit himself.

Faced with Fenrir's flying pounce, Leonidas chose ......

Run away!

He lunged straight to the side to avoid Fenrir's pursuit, and ran towards his thrown spear.

At the same time, he secretly swore in his heart that he would never do the kind of behavior that would throw away the weapon as soon as his brain was hot.

If it is an ordinary Heroic Spirit, at this time they will choose to reconstruct their weapons with magic power, but Leonidas is not skilled in magic, so he can only use the lowest-level method of picking it up.

As for the repair and reinforcement of weapons, it will only be up to Albernar to do the work.

In other words, for Leonidas, Abner was not only a quartermaster, but also a blacksmith...... This kindness is even heavier!

Fenrir missed the blow and immediately turned around, and was about to attack again, when Leonidas also took the opportunity to run to the spear, lifted the spear in his hand, and waited for Fenrir's assault.

However......

Fenrir turned his head, as if he had found more valuable prey, and with disdain for Leonidas, he turned and flew into the forest!

This?!

Leonida was confused, Fenrir in the frenzy was a monster level in every way, and before he could react, the black and white giant wolf had disappeared in front of him. Of course, this was because Elena had called Berserker with a spell from afar, giving it a target, and Leonidas had no way of knowing.

As a result, his opponents, one was suddenly taken away by the red rabbit, and the other was that he suddenly fled, so that Leonidas was full of blood and had nowhere to vent, he could only make an unhappy expression of hatred and poke the spear on the ground.

"Actually...... Didn't you take off the enemy's head......"

His heart was full of remorse for Abner, the night sky was quiet, he could not perceive the breath of Lu Bu or Fenrir, he could only silently carry the spear and walk towards the stronghold agreed by the two, looking extremely depressed.

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"Fighting...... Is it finally over......"

Somewhere, Abner sighed softly.

This man, who has always maintained the composure that a magician should have, this time there was a deep furrow between his eyebrows.

His face, which originally looked old, is now even more vicissitudes because of these wrinkles of worry, his forehead is drenched with sweat, his soft blonde hair is slightly messy, a few strands of hair are attached to his forehead, and his sea-blue eyes feel a little deeper, as if he has just stayed up late at work and finally freed.

Lancer's crazy way of fighting is also a huge drain on the master's mana. What's more, Leonidas first fought with Lu Bu, and then fought with Berserker, and under the repeated battles, the magic consumption was comparable to that of a berserker, and even Albernar felt a little weak.

He let out a long exhale, calmly examining what was in front of him.

That's the magic circle. Mercury mixed with dark red blood creates a complex and occult pattern that extends into the surrounding land.

Albert is a magician who specializes in water, and for him, the most suitable material is mercury. Ever since his mentor's mentor, Kenneth Ermelo Achipold, mercury has always been the weapon that Ermelo magicians are good at. Mercury, which has the dual properties of both metal and fluid, is capable of extending quite good tactics.

For séance, choosing the right material to structure the magic array can directly affect the quality of séance.

If there were other magicians watching, it would be shocking. The magic array in front of EBNER is very large, which is a kind of [magic optimization] that he taught when he was a lecturer in the clock tower, connecting multiple magic arrays together to make them link up and play a better effect. With Ebner's optimization, a 3-bar compound magic spell can produce up to 5 bars of magic chanting.

The same is true of the magic array in front of him now. How many arrays are there? No one knows, only the traces of mercury fill the space. Albert stood in the middle, smiling confidently.

You know, on the premise of bearing a fierce battle with a heroic spirit, he has also completed the entire optimization technique with a good trace! So what exactly does a large-scale operation do?!

Only one thing is certain......

"Such an optimization...... Probably enough. Divert the dragon veins of the earth...... And then there'...... Have you accumulated......"