"Enzo ——!"

At the moment of the thunder roar, Loren was able to dodge the range of the purple lightning bombardment, and was knocked away by the air wave while snapping his fingers in the direction of the dragon.

Curse, death now.

The gray-blue magic array opened in a pool of blood, and the blood-soaked silver dragon let out a long roar, and its huge body leaped out of thin air, spreading its wings under the dome.

Viscous plasma, spilled in the air with the wind whipped up by the dragon's wings, scattered on the ground.

Derived from the witcher's "Die Now" is the last and last counterattack spell, even if it has been improved countless times by Loren, it will not be able to become a super spell of "full blood in place".

What's more, with the black-haired wizard in the same half-crippled state at the moment, he can't use the most powerful "die now" - at most, it is just a lifesaver before dying.

"Suppress him!"

[Needless to say!]

Unleashing its shattered dragon wings, the roaring silver dragon swooped down from the sky, and the burning dragon flame erupted from the open jaws of the blood basin, turning into golden-red pillars of light and sweeping towards the black cross.

Seliol, who frowned, calmly retreated as he rolled up the black mist to cancel out the pillar of light.

He had already penetrated the black-haired wizard's plan, forcing himself to retreat in order to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack from behind and overwhelm himself......

"Bell ——!"

Almost at the moment of thought, the black mist rolled up by the raised hand collided with the broken sword "Dawn".

The moment Serol jerked back, sparks flashed in front of him, reflecting Loren's obsidian eyes.

That's a double... Hunter-like eyes.

"Smack. ”

It's a trap too!

At the moment when Loren snapped his fingers, Seriel, who had awakened instantly, immediately opened his defense, but he was still half a step behind.

Spells, the will of the rock.

The moment the twelve stone cones burst out of the ash desert, they collided with the black mist that overflowed around the Black Cross, and they did not stop him, at most only a moment to delay Serol's movements.

But this moment was enough for the silver dragon that tore through the flames and swooped down.

"Boom ————!!!!"

With a deafening sound, the dragon that landed shook the earth, and the explosion of air engulfed the huge body and the figure of the Black Cross.

In the raging wind, the black-haired wizard holding his body with his broken sword remained motionless, staring at the center of the explosion.

While he didn't expect to defeat the Black Cross with a single blow, he would never be able to withstand the sacrifice of a dragon with his possession, if not killed, at least heavily.

...... Probably?

"Boom... Thundered... Rumble ......"

The moment the thunder sounded, the wide-eyed Loren looked up at the sky.

In the next second, purple electric light fell from the sky.

"Boom ————!!!!"

The moment the lightning fell, the air smelled of burning.

Loren Turin... Standing in place intact.

His eyes widened, staring at the body of the silver dragon that stood in front of him at the last moment.

There was no scream, no wailing, and the dragon king of Jufeng Mountain silently withstood the strongest attack of the Black Cross.

The lightning and thunder in the sky continued to fall on the huge Mithril-like body.

The indestructible silver scales were shattered, the flesh turned to charcoal, the wounds were torn apart, healed, and torn again... Mixed with the endless blood and water, it burned in the flames along with the flesh and bones.

The flames burned, the thunder never stopped, and the silver dragon, who had borne it all silently, was ......

Standing proudly.

In a few seconds, it is as long as a century.

[Human, fight!]

Enzo's roar rang in Loren's ears.

【Fight to... Finally!]

"Boom ——————!!!!"

There was a roar, and the trembling ground rolled up again in a storm full of ashes.

A thin, withered figure in the midst of the flying ashes came from the side of the fallen dragon.

The tattered robes were soaked in blood and turned a dark red, leaving a trail of blood behind them. His left arm was twisted into shape, and he staggered even when he took a step.

Obviously, the injuries suffered by Serol, whose expression was distorted, were not much worse than his hysterical anger.

Only eyes... The crazy and indifferent eyes were no different from just now.

Standing motionless, the black-haired wizard's expression unchanged.

"Why?"

Staggering forward, Seliol's voice was frantically calm: "Because it can't be done anymore, right?"

Loren shook slightly.

"Yes... You used the power of the two Holy Grails, coupled with your identity as a stranger, and the nature of spirit and matter as one, to barely open the third valve—there is an essential gap with me!"

"Now, I'm afraid you'll do your best just to maintain the balance between yourself and the power of the Void, so that you don't die because you lose your heart, where is the extra strength to fight me?" Serol said coldly:

"A nine-pointed star with infinite possibilities... Is that the end of it?"

The black-haired wizard, who was silent and bowed his head, seemed to be silently acknowledging this fact.

How can it be?!

Phew—————————

The stunned Black Cross watched in shock as the Void reaction that suddenly began to swell from Loren's body spread out to the surroundings at an unimaginable speed.

"Listen to me......"

Standing up tremblingly, desperately gambling on the last bit of strength, Loren raised the broken sword "Dawn", and the "Dragon Fang" with only the tip of the spear was raised, and the original body of the spear was restored in the power of the burning gray-blue void with the raised left hand.

"I! In this... Place... Stop!"

"Neither will the nine-pointed star of infinite possibility... Stop at a place like this!"

The black-haired wizard with his waist straightened, "Dragon Teeth" in his left hand and "Dawn" in his right hand raised the corners of his mouth, and the gray-blue firelight ignited his whole body.

A look of astonishment flashed, and the Black Cross's face was only cold and sad.

Unleash the power of the Void that maintains balance... Even if he defeated himself, how much strength did this stranger have to integrate his will into the whole world?

If this is the case, the final destruction is still inevitable, and the end that I foresee will still come.

So... O Loren Turin, let me see;

Your "nothing is impossible"!

"Boom!"

Even with all his might, the falling sword "Dawn" was still stopped by the black mist rolled up by Serol, and the moment the roar exploded in his ears, the hideous-faced Serol used the black mist to manipulate Enzo's broken left arm, and aimed his withered palm at Loren's face.

In the next second, a black pillar of light struck.

"Whew—"

The spear "Dragon's Tooth" was thrown out, and the "Dream" that opened at the tip of the spear at that moment was not enough to neutralize the pillar of light, but it also allowed Loren to escape from the attack range.

Loren, who dodged the fatal blow, rushed straight into Serol's three steps, and the black cross, which locked onto the broken sword that stabbed his chest, and his expression was extremely solemn, did not retreat, but went straight to meet it.

"Smack!"

The spear with a tricky angle was once again smashed by the black mist rolled up by Seriel before the sneak attack was successful, and the black cross that saw through Loren's move was held in his right hand, and a black mist greatsword appeared in his hand.

"Bell ——!!!!"

The broken sword collided with the great sword, and the flames of the sword and the black mist bloomed at the intersection of the two people's sights.

"It's a feeble slash... If you were the same as before, I'm afraid you have already split me in two, right?" The moment the blades collided, the sneering Seriel did not forget to sneer:

"Bet on destroying the world, the scum still have your own life, how long can you hold on?!"

"Enough to hack you!"

The corners of his mouth twitched so much that Loren trembled to the point that cold sweat was like a waterfall on his forehead, and the heart-rending pain was becoming more and more obvious as the balance between physical and spiritual balance was broken—he didn't need to be completely relieved, he could be hurt to death by himself.

He didn't have much time.

Eckhart told his lesson, Isaac gave him the best chance, and the silver dragon Enzo blocked Serol's all-out blow... In any case, Loren, who is standing here, is no longer fighting for himself.

Even if they are playing with their lives, they have to play with their lives.

Under the frenzied onslaught, Serol, who was also wounded, began to lose his strength - this is the most serious consequence of materialization, and the injuries he received will severely weaken his strength.

Even if it's not obvious every time, it's still a terrifying number when it adds up!

From the opponent's attack, Loren could also feel that Seliol had also reached the stage where the lights were running out... Or rather, this description is not accurate, and it is closer to the fact that he has not yet adapted to his embodied body.

The Black Cross is now more vigilant than defeating himself, and after being severely injured by the Silver Dragon Enzo's sacrificial blow, this vigilance is probably even stronger than at the beginning.

He was probably wary of repeating the scene with Isaac before, right?

Unconsciously, the battle situation changed from fighting each other regardless of life and death to a posture in which one side continued to attack frantically and the other side was passive and defensive.

"Boom ————"

Again, Loren Kankan, wielding the tip of the "Dragon Fang" spear, flashed the incoming pillar of light, and the broken sword "Dawn", which struck with the Black Mist Great Sword, easily opened the slash that could split him in two with an indescribably smooth attitude.

Why?

In Serol's sight, Loren literally danced around him, always able to get stuck on the edge and dodge attacks that could kill him—hundreds or thousands of times if once or twice could be interpreted as experienced......

Then prove your strength in close combat, far below him!

The frightened Serol could no longer control the change in his expression.

Now he can still rely on the difference in strength between the two sides to barely block his offensive, but ......

One mistake, if there is only one mistake that allows Loren to seize the opportunity to cut off his own head... If you are forced to complete the materialization of yourself, you will not even have the possibility of fighting back, and it will disappear!

Seliol, who was shrouded in the fear of death, flashed his eyes and instantly became decisive.

"Boom ——————!!!!"

Without hesitation, the huge void power converged into a black pillar of light in front of him, stuck within three steps, this Loren was enough to slash his own range, and roared at the figure of the black-haired wizard.

"Ahhhh——!!!!h

The furious power of the void struck head-on, and Loren, who was stunned, stabbed out the "dragon teeth" in his left hand, and didn't even have time to fully open the magic array.

"Bang!"

As expected, the "Dragon's Tooth" came off.

The black-haired wizard who was still like a mad dog just now seemed to be stunned because of this, and the black mist sword in the hand of the black cross who seized the opportunity swept away, and easily knocked the broken sword "Dawn" away.

Loren Turin, who was dying, was now unarmed and motionless.

But Serol did not dare to let his guard down at all—the victory came so suddenly, and he could not believe that this stranger, who had been entangled with him until now, and claimed to make the impossible possible, would be so decisive in begging for death.

Spells, weapons, helpers... He must still have some useless means, waiting to deal himself a fatal blow at the moment when he is most relaxed!

Serol seems to know it all... No, it's seeing that kind of "future" happening, while moving forward on your own......

Phew————

A howl that tore through the air rang out behind the Black Cross.

Looking back suddenly, Ein Rand with the war bow in his hand was already standing at the top of the hill at some point, and the bowstring of the war bow in his hand was still vibrating.

And the arrows she shot... Dragon Knight's Spear?!

Really!

Black Cross grinned, a mocking smile spreading across his hideous face.

It's the same trick again... If he had focused all his attention on Loren at that moment, he would have been pierced through his chest by the spear of the Dragon Knight, which could destroy all the power of the Void.

Of course, Serol in the past didn't care about this small injury, but for the Black Cross, which now has an "entity"... Enough to inflict irreversible fatal injuries.

At the moment when he was about to be hit by the dragon knight's spear, Seriel, who dodged in time, dodged the tip of the spear, but was only slashed in the cheek.

Strangely, the little wizard had no despair on his face, closed his eyes in relief, and collapsed to the ground smiling.

"Poof!"

The sound of a blade piercing through flesh sounded behind him... Judging by the sound, it should have been hit by the spear of the dragon knight who was dodging by himself, and Loren, who was standing still... The smile on the corner of the Black Cross's mouth grew.

"Poof——!

The smiling black cross shook his body.

Viscous, resembling a liquid mixed with blood... An irrepressible overflow from the corners of the mouth.

Seliol lowered his gaze in disbelief - the broken sword "Dawn", or the blade of the sword that had been broken by himself, came out of the middle of his body.

"It's... When exactly did it ......?"

The blood gushing out of his mouth interrupted his words, but it could not interrupt his surprise.

It's all in this stranger... Loren Turin... Was it just his luck that he was standing right where the broken sword was at the moment when he lost his vigilance?

It's my power to the Void... The control of this world... Lost to him?

A stranger who has nothing to do with this world?

The wide-eyed Black Cross looked back behind him, and the dragon knight's spear that had pierced Loren's shoulder had been drawn and pierced through his throat.

Pitch-black pupils, staring at him in four eyes.

The blood-stained palm clutched the notch of the broken sword.

The gray-blue sword light runs through the heavens and the earth.

"May the void... With you——!!!!"