Holding on to his body that almost collapsed due to a trance, Loren grinned desperately and couldn't let himself cry out.

This was the first time he had used the "Turin Fire" without borrowing a wand.

Unlike the "Transcendent Perception", a high-level spell that directly acts on the whole body, "Turin Fire" is a pure original high-level spell, but it is impossible to reduce the consumption of energy and direct stimulation of the void load.

Even if his almost "anti-heaven" physique could allow him to ignore the effects, his head still hurt as if he had been pierced by countless steel swords, so he didn't dare to move until now.

"This is not a good thing, it is already a voluntary work beyond the scope of expectations. The pain was so severe that Loren could only distract himself by talking to himself, slightly alleviating the pain in his head.

"You have to knock a blow on him!"

Distraction in battle, regardless of strength is an absolute act of seeking death, a minute ago, the black-haired wizard would not dare to do so even if he died of pain, but now......

The six remaining legionnaires approached slowly with their shields in their shields, surrounding Loren in the center - they were the ones with the crowds, but they shrank behind their shields.

None of them dared to make the first move.

This is a shame for the Empire's legions, and no officer on the battlefield will wait for the hangings at the end of the battle, and directly stab these cowardly cowards to death with a sword on the battlefield!

But now...... Even the legionnaires gathered around the training ground would never laugh at the "cowardice" of these robes, and the pair of eyes under the helmet, either numb or frightened, were all staring at the black-haired wizard who was still half-crouching and reaching forward.

The unburned flames were still scattered around him, and a scorching smell filled the air, and a faint cloud of smoke and dust accompanied the falling snow that permeated the figure.

It's like a real murderous aura. Even this group of veterans who had fought to the death against monsters on the border for many years couldn't help but bite their lipes and swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Come on... Go on... Why did it stop again?"

"Didn't you come to judge me, how can you stop? I just opened the last hole card, and I know I can't do it again, right?"

"Come on... What a great opportunity... Come and kill me......"

"Come on——!!!!"

The sudden roar made one of the soldiers standing at the front instinctively take half a step back.

The next moment, the legionnaire, who realized his cowardice, shouted unwillingly, brandished his heavy sword and charged, and pounced on the wizard with the momentum of seeing death as if he were at home.

"Hanks, come back, don't be reckless——!"

The captain of the back row hurriedly opened his mouth to warn, but it was too late—just a few steps away, the young legionnaire had already rushed in front of the black-haired wizard.

Looking at that annoyed and angry face, Loren's eyes were relieved.

What a good boy......

"Ahhh——!!hh

The roaring halberd continued to thrust, leaving one afterimage after another in front of Loren's body, and the dodging black-haired wizard had to desperately endure his headache, and the grinning smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more twitching, which was even more ugly than crying.

The black-haired wizard swooped down like an afterimage, and the unprepared recruit Hanks made the same choice as the dead Sergeant Rickan, standing in place and sweeping with a sweep.

At the moment when he was struck by the halberd, Loren did not dodge as before, but jumped up directly in Hanks' frightened eyes.

He actually jumped up?!

Hanks, who was completely unprepared, instinctively raised his shield, which just gave Loren a perfect point of strength.

Flip, spin, snap, chokehold!

"Click!"

With a crisp sound of bone cracking, the young soldier tilted his head and fell to the ground, his unwilling eyes finally turned into despair, and he gradually fell into disgrace.

Seeing the figure of the recruit falling to the ground, a drop of crystal sparkle slipped through the corner of the captain's eye.

It was a child who had only joined the army for three months, and he often called himself uncle.

Willing to endure hardships, able to practice, and an honest man who is talented and down-to-earth, such a recruit has not been seen for several years, and he was blessed by the Holy Cross, so that this child became a soldier under his hands.

He has no family, and he is single, so there is only one child who is willing to call himself "uncle".

Originally, I promised to wait for two days of patrols and secretly take him to the watchtower at the top of the spiral peak to see a new scene.

Originally......

"Kill him ——!!!!"

With the captain's angry roar, the remaining five legionnaires attacked in unison.

The soldiers, who had already sensed the tactics of the black-haired wizards, no longer separated, but always kept a distance of about two steps from each other, so that he did not have a chance to catch a single person.

Loren, wielding a halberd, could only rampage through the encirclement of five people. Even if it is separated, it can't be shaken off at all - the originally bloated team of sixteen people and two squads finally gave full play to the advantage of cooperation after being reduced to five people.

This is the real "siege", no matter how much a person can fight, he can only deal with the enemy on both sides at the same time, at most plus the front. So once it is surrounded on all sides, it is a dead end.

If you exceed this number, even if you have more, you can only "watch the show" in the back row, or you can only be caught and killed.

But even the most perfect fit is definitely flawed, and it's often obvious......

"Bell ——!"

The slammed halberd shattered the kite-shaped shield, and the captain who hurriedly retreated held the halberd with both hands and wanted to force back the black-haired wizard who pounced on him, but was dodged by the other party, approaching him like a ghost.

As soon as his hand sank, the captain's eyes suddenly widened - the long pole of the battle halberd was caught by the other party!

Loren threw away his weapon and pounced along the long pole of the halberd.

The two sides were already within two feet, and the legionnaires behind them were also catching up, but it was definitely too late, and it would be over if they were caught by the other party!

In an instant, the captain instinctively drew his sword with his left hand, and he actually grabbed in front of the black-haired wizard in a matter of life and death, but at the same time, the other party grabbed the wrist of his left hand.

The blade of the sword was raised, and the heavy sword was pressed against his own neck!

The panicked captain wanted to ask for help but couldn't see anyone, and his nervous eyes trembled violently:

"I throw in the towel, I throw in the towel... Leave me alone, I don't want to die yet——!!!!"

At the moment when he shouted, the four legionnaires who were about to rush up immediately stopped. The officers on the judgment bench immediately seized this last chance to save their lives from being assassinated by the soldiers who had killed their comrades:

"The tenth round of trials is over, and the ——! is over"

Loren quietly looked at the howling judge officer, his face twitching slightly from nervousness.

He knew that the hundreds of fortress guards around him were staring at him, and by looking at their tense expressions, he knew that they were ready to pounce at any moment.

The nervous little wizard bit his lower lip tightly, unaware of Isaac's clenched wrist as he pretended to be calm.

Brandon on the side also shook his head slightly.

Don't be impulsive, Loren Torino. You have won this trial, and you cannot provoke them to anger them for a single human life.

That's right......

It is certainly okay to continue to provoke Conod, and Brandon will definitely not object. But since the person who is in charge now is himself, why should he pour sewage on his body again?

Looking at the dead-looking captain in front of him, the black-haired wizard slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, snatching the halberd and letting go of his left hand holding his heavy sword.

Falling to the ground, the captain gasped for air.

I... survived.

Why am I the only one who survived?

Because of the death of the brothers around him, because of the timely shouting of the judge officer, because of the last action of drawing his sword, he was one step ahead......

No, he was spared by the wizard in front of him, this terrible black monster - otherwise he could have pierced his neck at the last second, just like everyone else before!

Hanging his head, the dejected captain creaked between his teeth.

Really, shamefully......

Kill him, kill him, kill him......

Kill him!

Gasping softly, Loren grinned slightly and walked towards the little wizard with a worried face. The sudden sound of footsteps behind him made him instinctively stop in place.

"Loren, ——! behind"

Ain's exclamation made the black-haired wizard look up suddenly, turned around without hesitation, and clenched the halberd with both hands with both hands, and his backhand was a horizontal split!

"Poof——!

The cold halberd blade sank into the captain's head, and the captain whose skull was pierced was still desperately stabbing the sword in his hand, staring at the sword blade less than ten centimeters away from him with wide eyes, and fell to the ground from the opponent's hand.

The officers on the judgment bench were already stunned......

The blade was drawn, and the captain's body slowly fell to the ground.

The officer, who didn't know what to do, raised his right hand tremblingly, and his lips suddenly became much drier:

"The soldiers of the Broken Mountain Fortress......

Catch him ——!!!!"10