"Loren Turin, I'm sure you'll be familiar with this scene......"

The sudden sound made the black-haired wizard startled.

"Forget, do you need me to remind you?"

The cold, piercing words approached with the footsteps behind him, and the crisp sound echoed through the silent altar, overlapping with the black-haired wizard's heartbeat.

"Lothair, Wimpal College, chapel, vampires... It was also the first time that you, an insignificant wizard apprentice, made me feel extremely deeply frustrated. ”

"And today, the evil gods, the altar, the Byrne, the Red Blood Castle...... All of this is as if it was yesterday. ”

Closing his eyes helplessly, Loren, who gritted his teeth, sighed heavily.

He turned, and when he opened it, he saw a black-robed Phanesis, walking down the corridor outside the altar—long hair disheveled, a bloodless face, tattered robes, and bare feet on the blood-stained floor.

Everything seems to have changed nothing, only the other party brings him a more oppressive feeling than before... Loren only felt that his breathing had stagnated, and the blood in his whole body had been frozen.

It seems that the Fanesis in front of him is no longer an apostle of some evil god... He is the evil god "Black Cross" Serol himself!

"Long time no see, Lord Fanesis. The black-haired wizard curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and the strong feeling of suffocation made it extremely difficult for him to even "think":

"You... It looks really good. ”

"And you, Loren Turin... Still self-righteous as always. Farnesis said lightly, his slow pace was still step by step, and he walked towards the black-haired wizard without hesitation:

"Who made you aware and tracked me to the Red Blood Keep?"

"Who?"

Loren clenched the dragon tooth in his hand, and took the left hand of the "spellcaster" behind his back and prepared himself: "Of course it's you, Lord Fanecis." ”

"That monster in Gaspar, let's call it a 'vampire', is your first flaw; that level of mutation is no longer something that can be produced by natural selection, but a mutation that appears under extremely strong void energy;"

"As for the Elixir of Sacred Blood at Ebotden... The Bellini family has been completely punished, and all the materials have been destroyed by me, in other words, there is no second person other than you at the time who has the recipe for the potion, and even if there is, it is impossible to have the ability to make it;"

"And the Gaspar and the Blood Order who you have bewitched—those who will know the secrets of the Church can only be members of the Church, even those who used to be in power... Do you need me to go on?"

The black-haired wizard stared at him intently, his right hand clenching the dragon's teeth unrelenting.

Farnesis also stared at Loren, his cold eyes reflecting the figure of the black-haired wizard, and the cold light shone.

Time froze in this moment, and only two solitary figures remained in the dimly lit altar, staring at each other, and the evil god named "Brünnhilde", who was bound to the sculpture of the Holy Cross like a crucifixion.

The cold killing intent is rapidly spreading between the two... Centuries seem to have passed, but in reality it is only a few seconds.

"So ......"

Fanesis's eyes were cold, and his extremely cold voice slowly sounded: "You who are aware of all this, prepare to be like when you were in Vimpal... Stop me?"

"And then wait for the countess of the House of Turin and the others to come and tearfully describe to them how desperate you are, yet at the last moment you have been blessed by the Holy Cross, bathed in light and watching my hypocritical and filthy body be purified?"

Sentence by sentence, Fanesc's voice became more and more fierce, and at the same time gradually approached Loren, who was standing in place and could not move.

Sighing under his breath, the black-haired wizard barely managed to squeeze a smile on his face: "You're really worried, I just want to make a deal with you that can spare me." ”

"Agreement?" Farnes's eyes were very subtle, and he did not hide the contempt and sarcasm in them: "Even if this 'agreement' will cause thousands of innocent people to die, or even fall into an even more miserable situation?"

"First of all, it's debatable whether there is a more tragic situation than death;" the black-haired wizard shrugged with a pretended lightheartedness.

"Secondly, people have to live for themselves before they can take care of anything else, right?"

Fanenscist was still approaching, and his expression became more contemptuous.

"Very well, hand over the Nine-Pointed Star Holy Grail, and I can spare you. Fanesis' cold voice echoed through the altar, "As long as you can curl up in the wilderness like a wild dog, I don't mind letting you linger a little longer. ”

"A word?" the black-haired wizard raised an eyebrow and extended his right hand to Fanesis.

Fanesis, who was looking down at Loren, also slowly stretched out his palm: "A word is a certainty." ”

However, at the moment when the hands of the two men were about to touch......

"Bell ——!!!!"

The vibrating sound of the collision reverberated in the altar like a piercing roar!

The moment he sensed the murderous aura, the black-haired wizard immediately turned on the "Transcendent Perception", and the dragon teeth that bloomed with the sword almost stabbed straight towards Farnesis.

Almost at the same time, the hideous-looking Farnesis was surrounded by black mist, and he forcibly blocked the tip of the gun at a distance of only ten centimeters from his face.

In an instant, the sudden black mist had surrounded Loren from all directions, ready to completely bind him and tear him to pieces... Just like when the Farnesis confronted the Knights of the Oath!

Without the slightest hesitation, the moment he realized that he was about to be cornered, the black-haired wizard immediately threw a "Turin fire" above his head.

"Boom ——!"

The golden-red flames suddenly rose and roared through the black fog around them, and with a sudden loud noise, the expressionless Loren ran straight ahead, waving his dragon teeth and slamming into the face of Fanesis.

Compared to the Evil God Apostle who had truly mastered the power of the Void, it was pointless to rely on high-level spells, and only within three steps of him could he have a slight chance of winning.

Even if it was a slim possibility, he had to take a gamble, or Brünnhilde would have no chance of winning if he was released.

"Bell ——!"

There was another fierce collision, and Loren, who was cold in his heart, dodged... But this time, Fanecis was faster than him.

In the next second, the black mist that seemed to be like a substance had turned into a spear and hit the throat of the black-haired wizard... The distance of two or three centimeters is the distance that can control his life and death.

"Loren Torino, after so many times we have been through it together......"

Farnesis finally showed a hideous face, and his cold eyes were creepy:

"Do you really think I'm going to believe all that nonsense you're saying?"

The black-haired wizard's gaze met him, and the touch of fear flowed from his spine all the way to his mind, like a tidal wave!

At this moment, his expression was extremely ugly.

I... Am I going to die here?

"Wimpal, Ebolden, Dragonborn...... After so many of our experiences together, I already know all about your 'little tricks', and you struggle, you try, and try to stop me, but in the end, you will find that it is all useless!"

"What you have painstakingly touched is only the tip of the iceberg of this vast plan, and what you have done is not worth mentioning before me!"

With a hideous smile, Fanecis's expression became more and more convulsive, more and more weird:

"No one can stop me, no one!"

"Poof——!

At the moment when Phanesis roared, his body shuddered, and a long sword full of crumbles pierced through his heart from behind, spurting blood splattering onto the black-haired wizard's face.

Loren's eyes widened, and a familiar figure appeared behind Farnesis.

"No one can stop you, Lord Farness. The Frost-faced Knight of the Oath said coldly:

In the next second, the blue-gray sword and the mottled "bright star" swung a second sword at the same time - the upper half of the body of the half-cut Farnesis rose into the air, and the hideous face was split in two from the center before he could say a word.

"But I'll do it anyway!"