Slowly opening her eyes, the eldest princess raised her sword with both hands.

In the next second, the fiery red afterimage rushed forward without warning, approaching within three steps of Lusen.

With the scream of the blade tearing through the air, the blood-stained blade was already closing in on the door.

"Whew!"

At the moment of life and death, the tense gray-eyed young man with his left hand held the sharp blade and deviated the tip of the sword, and at the moment when the other party did not have time to retract the sword, the spear of the dragon knight in his right hand pierced in.

The cold blade pierced into the wave of qi, sending out a wail, and the invisible "sword qi" had already taken a step forward, striking at Petronai's throat.

High-level spells, Force Impact!

At the moment when the "sword qi" was about to pierce Fitlonai's neck, a chill full of murderous intent hit Lusen's heart, and without any pause, the body eroded by the evil god's mark reacted instinctively.

"Bell!"

At that moment, the blood-stained greatsword that pierced directly suddenly swept away, and was dodged by the abruptly retreating Lusien, and the leaping gray-eyed young man's right hand swept away, and the invisible wave of qi bounced away the sword blade that was still about to continue the pursuit.

The expressionless eldest princess did not rush to attack, waiting for the opportunity to move like a hunter who was wary of vicious prey, waiting for the gray-eyed boy to take the initiative to expose his flaws.

Ruthen's heartstrings tightened, and he was not at all glad that he had survived.

It wasn't my own or instinctive stress reaction just now, it was more like something was manipulated.

In other words... Asriel's Evil God Mark has taken full control of his body and has begun to invade the Spirit Temple.

Own time... Not much, really.

Clenching his teeth, the gray-eyed boy wielding his twin swords burst out again and rushed towards the eldest princess.

At the same time, the two short swords that penetrated the "Force Impact" raised left and right, rolling up transparent waves of qi and sweeping continuously.

"Bell, bell, bell, bell, bell......"

Standing still, Fitron didn't move, the blood-stained greatsword in his hand bounced away the incoming waves of qi again and again, and the sharp tip of the sword never deviated an inch from Lusen's body.

A hint of consternation flashed in the corner of Lusen's eyes, but the leaping figure still swooped down.

"Bell!"

Another spark!

The moment the attack with his left hand was parried, the gray-eyed boy dragged up an afterimage, and the moment his body fell steadily behind the eldest princess, the spear of the dragon knight in his right hand slashed head-on.

The blood-stained greatsword was raised and stretched out behind his back, deflecting Lusen's slash at the same time as Fitronay completed the turn, and the raised blade was aimed at Lusen, slashing head-on.

Reflected in the bright red pupils was Lusen's left hand, which had released the hilt of his sword, aimed at her chest.

Rip!

Lu Sien's pupils shrank suddenly, and the gray-blue magic array flickered in his palm.

High-level spells, Force Impact.

"Bang !!!"

At the last moment, Fitronay, who raised his sword to parry, was still knocked away by the air waves, and the moment he landed, his iron boots left long marks on the stone slab, and he was knocked all the way back to the front of the stairs.

Before she had a chance to stand firm and recover, the gray-eyed boy who burst into flames had already approached the eldest princess within three steps again, and the blade of the sword attacked the face door and chest at the same time.

Lu Sien knew very well that the eldest princess standing in front of him was no longer alive... She may still maintain the last shred of consciousness, using her life to protect the Heavenly Dome Palace behind her, but now it is no longer her consciousness that drives her body to fight, but the power of the void that erodes her.

From this point of view, there is no difference between the two people.

This is nothing surprising... Being in the Heavenly Dome Palace, which is closest to the Great Maelstrom, until now, it is simply impossible to avoid being eroded by the power of the Void, but it is better to maintain the last trace of consciousness and obsession in the case of being eroded, which is really worthy of the blood of the dragon king of Desarion.

"Bell!"

The eldest princess, who was still unstable, still caught the flaws in Lusen's attack, sliding and dodging as she bounced off his attack, and stubbornly relied on her figure to move and touch the tip of her sword to defuse his attack.

This was no longer a prediction or a stress reaction, or even a human action, just a momentary pause to dodge, and she had already forcibly broken her ankle to avoid her fatal blow.

The ordinary, fighting against the Azorean elves or ordinary monsters is of no use to Fitronay, and giving her the slightest breathing room will become her most fatal flaw.

So... Then leave no room for her, not even time to react, not even room to dodge!

With a stormy offensive, in one breath ... Defeat her!

"Bell......, bell

With the pace of Lu Sien's sudden advance, the two-handed short sword attacked rapidly, and the sparks of excitement flickered continuously, dancing up and down with the rapid movement of the two figures and steps.

The blood-stained greatsword full of crumbles is like an iron wall in the hands of Fitlonai, dissolving, parrying, parrying, deflecting, deflecting... Countless afterimages danced within a step of the two of them.

An inch offset, it is blood spattered on the spot!

At the same time as the continuous onslaught, the gray-blue eyes flashed and stared at the sword blade wielded by the eldest princess, and every trajectory was clearly seen by Lu Sien.

Although it is a body controlled by the power of the void, the fighting method and instinct must still follow the memories of her life, in other words, as long as she remembers her attack habits and grasps the flaws of that moment, the battle is over.

As for the flaws of that moment... Now is the time!

"Bang!"

At the moment of the attack, the blood-stained greatsword that should have fallen head-on was suddenly erected, and the tail of the hilt smashed into the wrist of the sword held in Lu Sien's right hand.

And the short sword in the left hand is still parrying head-on, and there is no time to fight back.

Oops!

"Boom!"

At the same time as swinging the blade of the sword, the eldest princess with a frosty face suddenly stepped forward and hit the chest of the gray-eyed boy with a shoulder blow!

In the dull thud, Lusen could clearly hear the sound of his ribs breaking.

In the next second, the blood-stained sword raised again was aimed at the gray-pupiled boy's chest, and it slashed head-on with the momentum of splitting in two.

"Whew!"

Losing his balance, Lusin almost snapped his arm and deflected the falling blade away, but that was the end of his counterattack, and he fell backwards, barely able to parry the stabbing blow.

But... There's no need to block anymore, because ......

With a smile that had succeeded in his plan, the alchemy bomb in the palm of the gray-eyed young man came out of his hand.

"Boom !!!"

a deafening loud noise that drowns out all sounds;

The dazzling flames engulfed the two figures.

It wasn't until the light gradually dissipated, and the gray-eyed boy who was lying on the ground unconsciously, regained consciousness from his trance.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ......"

Coughing violently, Lusen was shaking as he lay on the ground.

Won, but he wasn't happy at all.

What she did her best to defeat was not the enemy, but the one who maintained the last trace of consciousness until she died, protecting the person she wanted to protect... Dead people.

Fitro Ned Salion, the eldest princess of the empire had at least thousands of legionnaires in the Heavenly Dome Palace when the maelstrom appeared, as well as a large number of priests and nobles, all of whom were arranged to protect her and protect the royal army of the Heavenly Dome Palace.

In other words, if she wanted to, she could have escaped from the hellish imperial capital of Golovin in the first place.

But... She didn't do that.

She didn't fight her way out of the monster tide and survivors in front of the entire imperial capital, but stuck to the city and the palace, and did her best to fight against the monsters who didn't know what to do.

Even in the end, she still stood outside this gate, guarding the people who were supposed to protect her inside the gate, even if she died, she was eroded by the power of the void, leaving only an empty shell, still with the last trace of consciousness, guarding this doomed Heavenly Dome Palace......

With a long sigh, the extremely tired gray-eyed boy couldn't help but close his eyes, allowing his body to recover a little.

Even without this battle, he would have run out of oil, and although he promised Isaac to go to him, he was not ...... at all

"Bell!"

The sound of blades colliding made the startled Lusen's eyes widen.

Sweating coldly, he raised his head as best he could, staring at the figure standing up slowly in front of him as if he was stupid, and almost wrote "incredible" on his forehead:

"It's... This... This, this, this... How come?!"

..............................

"Ah, this is really... It's not a surprise at all!"

Isaac, who was standing behind the door, looked at the main hall of the Heavenly Dome Palace in a mess in front of him with a strange expression.

As the important place of the Heavenly Dome Palace, and also the place where the emperor dealt with important affairs and negotiated with the Imperial Parliament, and held grand ceremonies, the main hall of the Heavenly Dome Palace is indeed the strongest of all palaces, and the most fortified one, it is definitely not an exaggeration to call it a fortress.

The marble columns, the brick floors, and the foundations of the palace are several meters deep, so that it remains immovable even after the entire Golovin hills have been deformed.

The silent runes engraved on the back of every piece of masonry in the palace can also effectively block the invasion of the power of the void and isolate all forces from the palace, so... It was indeed a very wise choice to hide in this palace as soon as he sensed the power of the void, but... This is also premised.

That is, the existence that controls this void power cannot be more powerful than the Holy Cross.

The Black Cross is completely crushing the Holy Cross, and the seemingly reliable silent runes are like papier-mâché in front of Seriel, which can be torn to shreds with a wave of his hand.

With a little brainstorming, it is not difficult to imagine that although the academy under the hills of Golovin can barely survive for a while by relying on the ice barrier;

But this Heavenly Dome Palace and the Black Cross that came from the Holy Grail were so close at hand, how could they be able to stop the power that Serol even inadvertently overflowed?

So when he walked into the hall of the main hall, what he saw was this chaotic scene of upside-down madness.

Some of them have obviously been completely eroded and distorted by the void, turning into three heads, with a mouth with an outstretched arm on their abdomen, and the palms and backs of their hands are monsters with eyes protruding from their backs;

There are also those who have not been completely eroded, but have obviously been completely mutated, their eyes are scarlet like fierce beasts, and they open their mouths to bite the guys around them;

Others are presumably gifted with wizarding talent and a little more resistant who have not mutated, but this may not be a good thing for them either.

Because this former palace was used for major ceremonies, there was no food in the fortress-like palace, and the survivors of this last "safe haven" could only have two ends:

Either they were not killed, and then starved to death;

Either you are unlucky enough to be caught and become food for other people or other monsters;

Judging by Isaac's current situation, the latter is obviously more so.

The hall was filled with the smell of blood, and everywhere was pressed to the ground, and the sights of monsters biting their prey or unmutated survivors, or the same monsters were biting each other, or they couldn't find food, and finally they began to eat themselves in despair, or they were eaten up by others, and they did their best to survive with their last breath, or ......

Either way, it doesn't matter.

Because they... They couldn't resist the huge void power overflowing from the vortex, and they died.

All the madness froze in the last moment, presented to Isaac in the image of a scroll.

The small hope that Fitron Nedsa, who gambled his life and did everything he could to protect until he died, was doomed to despair.

Sighing softly, the tired Isaac stood in the middle of the empty hall through the wrecked bones, staring up at the empty ceiling, as if there was something there that only he could see.

"Black Cross Serol, I know you're staring at me. ”

In the dead hall, Isaac muttered:

"I know... The day I walked into the Dragon King's Tower and saw those documents, I knew... You and I, although the methods are different, are actually doing the exact same thing. ”

"You want to use the Void to rule the material world, and I intend to materialize the power of the Void into energy that can be used in the material world, like winds, waves, and fire. ”

"I have to say, if there is no Loren... Maybe we'll be friends, the best wizards of a thousand years ago and the best wizards a thousand years later, and I'll probably be a part of your plan with joy; Die without regrets. ”

"So... I'm sorry I have to stop you, even if you never see what the world of the Void will look like... Oh, I can't say that, the more I say it, the more I want to see it!" Letting go, Isaac tilted his head:

"Then again, I'm curious about what Loren will make this world look like, but I don't care, I'm interested, but I don't care anyway, even if the power of the void says goodbye forever, I don't care... I don't care, geniuses don't become mediocre because of such a little thing. ”

"But at the end of the day... He's my friend. ”

"You're not. ”

"So, I can only say I'm sorry, I'm going to beat you, a thousand-year-old scum, back to its original form!"

"For what you do, pay the price!"