"Get out of there!" Rhaegar shouted at Hann, the red mist wasn't fast, and most people could escape being used as a medium if they were caught in time.

Hann also noticed the approaching mist, the eerie red mist frightened him, and the boy turned around, trying to get away from what was disturbing him.

But the mage hiding in the shadows was clearly unwilling to let go of such a ready-made spell medium, and before Hann could leave the place, a series of magic missiles struck the ground in front of him, and shattered stones flew everywhere, and the fear of the power of magic made him instinctively retreat, forgetting the existence of the red mist behind him.

"Run, don't touch that red mist, it'll kill us!" shouted Leiga, taking advantage of his opponent's distraction and running towards the boy. The medium of the blood spell had to be alive to work, and the mage was only trying to scare Hann at this point, and he would never break a piece of his skin now, but if he didn't get Hann out of danger immediately, he would really die.

In fact, there is a more concise way for the geist at this time: kill Hann. However, if he did, not only would he no longer be able to obtain the treasure that had summoned him, but he would soon have one more enemy—Old York, who treated Hann as his own son, would be desperate to seek revenge on him, and with his incredibly powerful hammer and secret mage caught between him, Rhaegar would have no chance of escaping.

The vanished arrow of energy reappeared, and Rhaegar had to run while maintaining his magic shield, which made it even more difficult for him, who was already inferior to his opponent in terms of magical power.

"Come over here!" Rhaegar yelled at Hann, "Hurry up!"

- If the mage still wants to use the boy as a medium to cast a blood spell, he must stop the attack when the latter is close to Rhaegar, and the geist will get a chance to breathe, if he refuses to give up the attack, then before entering the protection of the magic shield, Hann is very likely to be hit by magic, he will not be able to become a medium of blood spells, and Rhaegar will not need to be passive like now, this is what Rhaegar thinks at this time.

Hann hesitated, but finally his fear of the approaching red mist behind him prevailed, and he began to run towards Rhaeggar.

The magic missile continued to hit the ground beneath Hann's feet, but this time, these intimidations were no longer able to stop the running boy, and the distance between him and Rhaegar was rapidly shrinking, and at most twenty seconds, he would be under Rhaeggar's protection.

"Damn!" a magic missile shot out of Rhaeggar's hand and hit the missile that flew towards Hann's leg, and the two identical magic spells erupted into a burst of light and both of them were annihilated in the air, followed by a series of magic missiles colliding in the air near Hann's leg before disappearing.

The mage finally realized that he could only do so without worrying about the medium's death by wounding Hann, and that he didn't have to bother to stop the medium's escape, and Rhaegar could only act as Hann's protector now. However, his opponent seems to have suddenly become smarter, and when Rhaegar strikes to fend off the magic that is being fired at Hann, he will attack the spirit himself instead, and when Rhaegar is busy fending off attacks against him, the magic will continue to fly towards Hann.

"It can't go on like this. "When an arrow of energy pierced through the already unstable magic shield and pierced the shoulder of the flesh, Rhaegar finally made up his mind, and a magic quickly took shape, and its target was Hann, who was less than twenty meters away from him.

Before his magic could be cast, Hann suddenly stopped, and the boy looked at the wounded Rhaegar and then at the red mist behind him, and suddenly did something that no one could have imagined.

"Take care of old York!" he shouted to Rhaegar before pulling out the dagger he had given him for self-defense and stabbing himself through the heart.

The red mist quickly engulfed Hann who had fallen to the ground, but since the boy was dead, the blood curse did not appear, and the fog gradually dissipated with the mountain wind at night.

At the moment when Hann stabbed the sword into his chest, looking at the young man's honest and somewhat relieved eyes, Rhaegar suddenly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, and then, suddenly, one after another appeared in his consciousness without warning: an ancient battlefield, corpses strewn all over the field, rivers of blood, surrounded by countless tall and shining armor enemies, a young man stood straight, despite the fact that he had at least seven or eight weapons stuck in his body, he always had a calm smile, even death could not make him have the slightest fear...

"Saiwins. Rhaegar whispered a name he had never heard before, and sadness filled the mind of the wandering spirit who had never known what feelings were.

"No!" Old York, surrounded by ice monsters, yelled frantically as Hann fell, and then, the old warrior roared like a beast that had lost its cubs, and the hammer in his hand slammed into the head of one of the ice monsters, and the monster's head shattered. This blow also destroyed the core located in its head, and the huge monster's body quickly disintegrated into large and small ice cubes, collapsing with a bang.

Old York roared wildly as he spun around himself, his hammer first shattering the arm of another ice monster that he was fending off his own attacks, and then smashing its head to pieces. Unfortunately, the core of the ice monster was not in the head, and despite the heavy damage, it struggled to grasp the opponent's weapon with its remaining arms, and a layer of frost suddenly appeared on Old York's hammer, and the frost spread quickly towards his hand that held the hammer, and before it could touch it, the cold had frostbitten his hand.

But that didn't make Old York succumb, and the tenacious veteran threw away his frozen, fragile hammer, hugged his opponent at the waist of the head and an arm, and then tightened his arms with a roar.

The rage caused the strongest warrior of the Death Hand to burst into astonishing potential, and he even surpassed his youthful state, and with his strength, the thick ice monster's waist was crushed to pieces, and its waist core was cracked.

Old York stood in place with his head held high, destroying his opponent as the chill from the Ice Monster's body turned his body into an ice sculpture.

This scene once again triggered the memory of Rhaegar, who was immersed in the scene just now, and the image of an old man standing in the middle of countless corpses, covered in blood and eyes with angry eyes, appeared in front of him, although he had lost his life, none of the enemies around him dared to approach him even half a step.

"Larnais. Rhaegar muttered an unfamiliar name again, and the look in his eyes immediately changed from blank to rational, and from rational to majestic and cold.

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