"That's right, we're finally meeting. ”

Changing the solemn expression just now, the corners of the Eagle King's mouth were slightly upturned with a little light and light.

But the long knife in his hand did not stop, and the sharp blade of the snow was like a clear spring swaying in the air, calmly parrying the blazing "Dawn" big sword to the side.

The massive impact from his arm forced him to retreat, and on the right side of his cheek, the burst of fire left a thin red line.

The moment the flames dissipated, the black-haired wizard who had used the momentum to inertia jumped up, and the left hand wearing the "spellcaster" crushed the blue rune in the palm of his palm, and the gray-blue tattoo immediately appeared under his eye socket.

High-order spells, beyond perception.

In the next second, Loren, who had leapt into the air, raised the "Dawn" greatsword above his head with one hand, and then fell violently.

"Bell ————!!!!"

The thrill of metal collision exploded in the cold wind.

The sharp Azorean long knife stabbed out from the middle of the way, and it was firmly stopped at the back end of the "Dawn" greatsword near the center, and the sharp blade that exuded a cold aura was blocked by the Eagle King.

At the moment when the sound of the collision cracked in his ears, another gray-blue sword bolt had already struck out from the center of the two sharp blades, and the Eagle King looked sideways almost instinctively, barely avoiding the beam that was about to shoot his head.

Still, the stabbing sword took away a strand of long hair from his sideburns, and the flowing strands of hair scattered in the air, shattered by the tyrannical force.

The Eagle King who escaped the catastrophe did not stop, and the long knife holding the greatsword dragged the fire light on the blade of the sword, and swung towards the black-haired wizard with that agile step.

"Bang ——!"

The great sword that had lost its "support point" smashed to the ground, and the dusty snow burst up, and the moment it was shrouded in flying snow, a sharp cold light streaked through a cold shadow, expanding in Loren's dark vision.

The bright silver in Loren's left hand suddenly dispersed the sword light, and then it was erected and aimed upwards, and the gray-blue light gushed out again, stopping the cold light in his face the moment before he was beheaded.

Not good!

The Eagle King's expression changed suddenly... At the moment when the attack was blocked, he had already seen the big sword dragged in the right hand of the black-haired wizard who turned around and rotated rapidly around the two of them.

The tip of the sword slashed across the snow, wrapped in the flying snow, and slashed straight at himself.

"Bell ——!"

The Eagle King, who didn't have time to think, could only turn around and block, but the result was that he was smashed out by the "Dawn" greatsword without accident.

But that's not all!

With a solemn face, Loren suddenly raised his great sword with both hands, raised it horizontally and aimed the tip of the sword at the soaring Eagle King, and between the fierce snow, the heavy Mithril blade suddenly let out a mournful roar.

High-level spells, Force Impact.

In the next second, a wave of qi that was compressed within the sword body gushed out from the tip of the sword.

"Boom ——————!!!!"

The loud sound of the explosion shook through the air.

The snow fell, and the Eagle King, who landed steadily from the sky, stared at the figure of the black-haired wizard with extremely shocked eyes - as far as he knew, the person in front of him had been killed almost all the way down from the top of the mountain, and the rotting corpse demons he had killed were not eight hundred but one thousand.

In that case, how could he still use the power of the void so recklessly, wasn't he worried at all that his spiritual power would be squeezed out to the slightest and be eroded and twisted into a monster?!

But the Eagle King didn't have time to think about it, because the black-haired wizard had already pounced on him again—the sinister "Dawn" greatsword appeared in front of him without warning, along with that afterimage-like figure!

"Bell ——!"

In the face of this unceremonious, powerful slash, all dexterity and skill are already a joke, and the slightest difference can separate the flesh and blood of one of the parties.

And the most surprising thing for the Eagle King was that even if Loren Turin in front of him dragged such a heavy sword, he could still maintain the speed and reaction comparable to his own, and he couldn't see any signs of "exhaustion" at all.

He even had a faint sense of touch, that is, the other party seemed to be faster than just now.

Otherwise, why is it always suppressed, and you have to retreat and dodge in the pressure step by step... Is it yourself?!

"Bell ——!"

There was another thud, and the force from between the blades made the Eagle King even feel the urge to have his arm shattered, and the unbearable pain made him frown slightly, and he slammed into the "Bright Silver" stabbed in Loren's left hand head-on.

But at the moment when the long sword and the sword touched, the Eagle King immediately realized that he had made the same mistake as just now—the opponent's attack was not an uninterrupted cycle of left and right, one front and one back, let alone left and right defense, but independent of each other.

The moment he blocked the sword, it meant that the big sword in the black-haired wizard's right hand once again had a gap in attack.

"Bang ——!"

Kankan dodged the sword shadow that roared down, and the moment the great sword fell, the Eagle King could even feel that there was really only a slight difference between himself and death.

The splashing of snow and the vibrations under his feet made his body's balance slightly out of balance, which might have been nothing in normal times, but in such a fierce battle, it was a fatal flaw.

And the black-haired wizard has been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Gray-blue sword rays erupted from the tip of the bright silver sword, straight to the front door, and the Eagle King, whose expression changed suddenly, immediately raised his hand to parry, and the narrow blade met the swinging sword.

It's not good, so that the long sword in the opponent's right hand can be ......

Feeling the cold wind rolling up on his side, the Eagle King, who had forcibly stood firm, immediately dodged to the left - from the perspective of the two of them, Loren could only slash from his right side, otherwise he would collide with the weapon in his left hand.

But this time, what he was waiting for was not the head-on "Dawn" sword.

The Eagle King, whose pupils shrank suddenly, saw that the black-haired wizard suddenly let go of the "Bright Silver" short sword in his left hand, and let the parry long knife stab him in the shoulder.

"Poof——!

The fine armor was no different from white paper in front of the Azorean longsword forged by Mithril, but that meant that the two would not be able to separate unless the Eagle King let go of the hilt in his hand.

And Loren's left hand, which threw away the short sword, had already reached in front of the Eagle King, and in the next second, the Eagle King, who could not dodge, was blocked from view, and it was pitch black in front of him.

"Poof——!

His body shuddered violently, and a cold touch seeped through his skin and into his neck, and at that moment, the Eagle King felt as if something was constantly overflowing from his body, and his breathing seemed to become extremely difficult.

"Poof——!

Expressionless, Loren pulled his Hidden Blade out of the Eagle King's neck, raised the great sword in his right hand, and fell down hard at the Eagle King's chest.

"Turin... Fire!"

"Boom ——————————!!!!"

The burst of fire, devouring everything.

The black-haired wizard standing beside the flames gasped for breath, leaning on the "Dawn" sword to prop up his body, and his shoulders torn open by the long knife were trembling slightly.

Despite this, he never let up, and his dark pupils were always staring at the fire in front of him.

Because the Eagle King... Alive.

Apparently his neck had been torn open, pierced through his chest, and burned to ashes by the flames... But his void reaction is still there.

And there is no sign of diminishing and weakening!

"It's... Very rude guy, ahem, ahem. ”

The light and breezy words sounded from the flames, and the Eagle King, who was wrapped in the firelight, slowly got up, raised his right hand and gently wiped away the blood on his neck, and his posture was calm.

"I guessed that the first meeting between the two of us might not be 'friendly', but it turned out like this... I was a little surprised. ”

"I confess, Lord Loren Turin, I have indeed underestimated you—you have shown enough strength to earn you the respect of a king, the Lord of the Azores, the Eagle King!"

The Eagle King, standing in the flames, stared at the expressionless Loren with that faint smile, as if silently mocking the first round of victory he had just won by almost risking his life.

The power of the other party's Void was so huge that even if it burned to ashes, it would not be able to cause even the slightest damage to him, and the "Turin Fire" completed by relying on the power of the Void had no meaning to him.

Because the Eagle King's Void Power could completely suppress Loren, even if it was close at hand, all the explosions and temperatures of the Turin Fire would not be able to hurt a single hair of his cold hair.

This... It's absolute suppression at the level!

At this moment, the roaring sound of iron horses broke the confrontation between the two.

"For the sake of the empire, rush ah——!"

With a loud sound that shook the earth, the cavalry that followed after finally tore through the layers of rotting corpse demons and rushed down the hillside, rushing from behind Loren.

Ranmaros, the Earl of Lakeland City, who was at the forefront of the charge, had already taken the lead with the Byrne Knights, and almost couldn't wait to charge towards the Eagle King in front of the black-haired wizard.

"Raise the flag, raise the gun! Our enemy is in front of us, he is the only one, kill him, and we will be the saviors of the whole empire - rush, for honor!"

Looking at the rushing figure, the Eagle King did not have the slightest fearful look, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked with a hint of coldness.

The black-haired wizard frowned slightly.

Why, he wasn't scared at all?

Thousands of cavalry ... Maybe he really can't kill an evil god completely, but as long as he can suppress it, it's still no problem to capture him alive - he can't know this, otherwise why would he let the rotting demons desperately stop him just now?

"Rammales ——!!!!"

"The Duke's ——?!"

The Earl of Lake City's cry of surprise came from afar.

"Blow the trumpet, everyone stop where they are, and don't go any closer!" staring at the Azorean elves on the other side, who were also looking at him, the playful smile made Loren hairy:

"Warn the army of monsters behind you, no one is allowed to come closer than half a step, understand?!"

"Understood——!"

Although he didn't understand why Loren did this, Lanmaros still unswervingly carried out the order, and involuntarily stopped the knight who was still about to rush up on his side, and forcibly stopped the momentum of the attack.

It must be said that the two counts of Ranmaros and Rigell were much better cavalry generals than Loren, and the cavalry in the rear line did not attack immediately after rushing down the hillside, but immediately put themselves in place after breaking through the siege, and gathered the scattered cavalry.

This gave Loren plenty of time.

A minute later, the loud sound of a horn echoed below the valley. The horsemen who rushed down the hillside like a torrent stopped and began to spread out to keep their guard, and the hooves of the galloping horses kept rolling up the snow in the valley, encircling them in the center.

Loren finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Interesting decision. ”

The Eagle King still had that calm expression: "If I were you, I wouldn't do this—there are thousands of cavalry, as long as they rush straight over, and even I, I'm afraid I don't have a second choice but to avoid the edge for the time being." ”

"That's right, because that's what I thought at first. The black-haired wizard looked at him and said slowly:

"But I regret it. ”

"Oh, why?"

"Because of you, Your Majesty the Eagle King. The black-haired wizard stared at him coldly: "I don't think a guy like you is worth the sacrifice of my soldiers, let alone the death of their soldiers in vain." ”

"It's enough for me to deal with you on my own, you old bastard of evil gods. ”

The atmosphere was cold for a while.

The stunned Eagle King was stunned for five seconds, and then suddenly laughed as if he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Interesting... If you were so vulgar or savage at first, I would probably think that you were an uneducated enemy who didn't know how to respect your opponent, but you weren't, you were crazy but cautious enough, bold but very calm, so ......"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not old enough to be stimulated by the Agitation Method, and this trick might be useful against my sons. ”

"......" the corners of Loren's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

This is a guy similar to the self-proclaimed "Chief of the Imperial Court" elven warrior Middell when he was in the Misty Moon Court.

But the Eagle King didn't notice the change in Loren's expression, or deliberately ignored it: "I know that in the battle of Ebolden, you should have already met my youngest son Rodria, so I'm afraid you already have a good understanding of how the Azorean elves fight." ”

"As for me... I've gotten enough information from that vampire when you slew the Ender Apostle before - Lord Loren Turin, I have to say that you surprised me. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?!"

Loren already had to interrupt him.

"I'm trying to say that we all know each other well enough – so let's stop fighting like this and fight in a way that can't end at all. ”

"After all, we've all paid too much to kill each other anymore - even if we wanted to, the eyes that were watching us in the void wouldn't allow it. ”

As he spoke, the Eagle King turned his long knife behind his back, the tip of the blade aimed at the ice and snow beneath his feet, and almost instantly, all the flames that were still burning around him were extinguished.

The familiar movement made Loren's pupils shrink suddenly.

The Eagle King smiled slightly, and the long knife he held in his hand also sank to the ground as if it had fallen into a pool of water, without even the slightest trace.

"The Extreme ...... of the Sword"

“...... Keep it in your heart!"