Staring at the approaching Phanesis with a cold smile, the black-haired wizard could only reluctantly pretend to be relaxed, and his scalp tingled to meet those eyes.

The bright silver with a gray-blue sword light blocked in front of him, and the "spellcaster" behind his back had already pinched the next high-level spell, and the "spiritual vision" was fully open, but ......

At this moment, Loren has no sense of security.

Bad luck.

"Bang! bang!"

The solemn and indifferent Farnesis was still approaching step by step, as if knocking on everyone's hearts, and the gray-eyed boy who was blocked by Loren got up from the ground tremblingly, looking at the "black fog" that enveloped them in horror and fear.

Just now, this inconspicuous "black mist" killed the dwarf Boris and pierced through the chest of the Knight of Oath.

Lusen bit her lower lip tightly, using pain to keep herself calm, her silver-gray pupils staring at the strange and terrifying figure with a bit of determination.

That's right, now is not the time to be scared ... I am Lord Loren's guard, and I must do my part!

"Loren Turin... You. ”

The cold and piercing words sounded, and Farnesis stopped, as if looking at the black-haired wizard in front of him:

"Are you scared?"

"I don't think this word is enough to express one-ten-thousandth of my feelings for you. Deliberately telling a cold joke, Loren barely hooked the corners of his mouth, and the "spellcaster" behind his back slowly opened the magic array in his palm:

"I think it's probably a little more appropriate to use the words 'awe' or 'fear'. ”

Now the distance between the two sides is almost twenty steps, and the magic array can only expand to about ten steps, and if it is larger, it will not be hidden... Wait.

"Fear, awe, fear... This is man's attitude towards God;" said Fanscis lightly, "it is also man's attitude towards the 'unknown'." ”

"Because we do not understand, we fear and fear it, so we should regard it as faith and do good in it, and we should regard it as the source of all calamities and evils, and denounce it as evil.

Ned Hogg... The crazy and bottomless madmen in the Dragon Kingdom who claim to be 'gods' are taking advantage of this to turn the fate of the entire world into playthings in their palms. ”

"But they failed. Loren said calmly, a drop of cold sweat running across his forehead.

"Failure?"

Unmoved, Farnesis sneered and snorted: "Loren Turin... You must have seen that wizard after you entered that dragon king's tower, right?"

Loren shudde, his pupils constricted.

He said ...... "also"?

"Is he also as 'sincere' as you, telling you that he has made cruel moves for a simple and beautiful dream, ushered in inevitable failure and a tragedy. ”

With a look of extreme irony, Farnesis is still approaching step by step: "So, Loren Turin ......"

"Are you really going to tell me that you would believe in a wretched fairy tale told by a ghost from a bygone era?"

"Not necessarily. Loren, who pulled the corners of his mouth, took the initiative to step forward, hesitated for a few seconds, and squeezed out a smile with great difficulty:

"Actually... I'm a reasonable party. ”

Very good, twelve steps.

Fanescis's expression was still sarcastic, yet cold and piercing.

"They never failed, everything was working as they expected, everything was going as they expected. ”

His pale face began to tremble, his bloodshot pupils trembled, and Fanecis's expression changed from initial calmness to madness: "When the light of the Holy Cross shines on the world, when all obstacles are gone, the world where spirit and matter overlap will become puppets of the dragon's bloodline!"

Looking at Farnesis, who seemed to be about to "sing" in the next second, the black-haired wizard always felt that the other party's tone sounded particularly strange.

How to describe it... It's full of subjective opinions, but it's well-founded, and it doesn't seem like you've seen it from anywhere or heard about it.

"And I... Will do everything in it to prevent that day from coming. ”

Slightly stunned, Loren, who was standing in place, immediately showed the most sincere smile:

"The spirit is visible, I wish you success. ”

Smack——!

With a snap of his fingers, the gray-blue magic array quickly opened up under the feet of the two.

High-level spells, dreams of the Ran.

In an instant, the boundless darkness engulfed both of them at the same time.

The effect of the dream is to suppress all the void energy... In the face of Phanascis, Loren didn't expect to be able to completely suppress him, but just one moment was enough.

In the blink of an eye, it's enough!

In the next second, the black-haired wizard decisively pounced on Farnesis, who was still standing in place, and the sharp bright silver sword pierced through the fragile chest.

Draw your sword, surprise it, stab it all in one go.

"Poof——!

Plasma splattering.

The black-haired wizard slammed.

Just then, Fanecis... He had no intention of hiding.

Oops!

As he turned around, the entire "Dream of Screaming" had been torn apart, and the black mist in mid-air gradually condensed and formed, attacking the black-haired wizard.

"Bell ——!"

The bright silver who was knocked away barely stopped the "spear" that was about to pierce his throat, and although he realized that the situation had changed, Loren still couldn't give up such a good opportunity, and the left hand with the "spellcaster" snapped his fingers again.

High-level spells, the will of the rock.

With a violent roar, black walls of earth rose on both sides of the black-haired wizard at the same time, completely sealing the space around himself and Farnesis, and blocking all the black fog at the same time.

Half-kneeling on the ground, Loren pulled out the last of the bright silver, his dark pupils staring at the figure still standing there.

Ten short alleys, narrow roads meet.

Opportunity... Only once.

If you don't take advantage of this opportunity and keep Fanecis in the depths of the mine forever, you will never have peace... In terms of layout and planning, he will never be his opponent.

"Knock! knock!"

The walls of rock were constantly wailing, and the expressionless Loren was rushing straight forward, every bone and vein in his body seemed to roar from the depths.

Farnes, who had been pierced through his chest, was still standing in place, his black robe stained dark red with blood.

"Boom ——!!!!"

The overwhelmed walls turned into countless splinters of earth and gravel in an instant, and the cracked stones tore open the black-haired wizard's cheeks, but they still couldn't stop him.

Time froze in this moment: falling earth and stones, striking black-haired wizards, raised blades, stunned Lusen, motionless Phanesis......

Everything is like slow motion.

Syllable!

Loren grabbed Fanesis's neck violently, his fragile neck bone shattered in an instant, and the bright silver that rose up pierced Fanesis's chest with all his might.

"Give Me ——!!!! Death"

Wailing ribs shattered and cracked, and with a dull thud, the heart exploded in the chest.

"Boom ——!"

With the blinding light of the dark tunnel, Farnesis' head was instantly enveloped in flames, turning into scattered sparks.

Did you win?

Looking at Loren, who was on his knees and gasping for breath as he was exhausted, this question immediately appeared in the mind of the gray-eyed boy.

In the next second, the situation suddenly changed!

Before he could feel a sense of weightlessness, the black-haired wizard slammed into the rock wall of the pit like a stone cannon that had been thrown away.

The flying corpse pierced Loren's shoulder, and his body was pinned into the air.

"Ahhh——!hhh

With a low roar, Loren gasped for breath, but he still couldn't suppress the blood gushing out of his shoulders and the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Loren ——!"

"Don't come over ——!"

The struggling black-haired wizard barely raised his right hand, doing his best to stop Lusen from trying to pounce.

The gray-eyed boy who instinctively obeyed the order stopped suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body trembled.

The black mist that turned into a spear stopped less than two fingers away from the door in front of him.

A trembling cold sweat swept across the tip of his nose, and with a "poof", the stunned gray-eyed boy collapsed directly to the ground, gasping for breath.

It's one thing not to be afraid of death, but to pass by from the brink of death ... That's another story.

Seeing that he was still standing there intact, the weak, black-haired wizard barely breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up straight ahead with a wry smile, and in the dark fog, the figure of Fanecis once again appeared in front of him out of thin air.

And the bones of the fallen corpse have become a pool of flesh and blood that it is impossible to see who it is.

It's really... No surprises.

"Loren Turin, you've always been proud of your 'plans,' haven't you?" said Farnesis, in a hoarse voice and an incomparably cordial expression:

"After all this experience, you still think I'm going to believe your nonsense?"

"No... On the contrary, I don't think you'll believe it, and you'll definitely 'tease' me in this way. Cold sweat was like rain, and the bloodless Loren still barely managed to squeeze out a smile:

"So, at the risk of being killed by you, I did a little experiment to test a certain guess. ”

A hint of doubt flashed in the corner of Farnescis's eyes, but it was only a fleeting moment.

"There's... The famous saying, 'Everything has its own objective universal law' - and after careful study, I found that this still applies to the void and magic, and even to evil gods. ”

The energy consumption was so severe that he was a little gasping even when he said these words: "It's like I don't know how you did it, and I don't want to know, but ......"

"Every time I go from 'physical destruction' to, well... Let's call it 'resurrection', it will take you about four or five seconds, and the fact that you can be killed proves that your body still maintains the objective laws of the physical world. ”

"There is also a saying that 'when a man is killed, he dies'... It's ridiculous, but it couldn't be more appropriate for you. ”

Although the pain was incomparable, Loren smiled even more beautifully: "All in all, you are absolutely 'non-existent' in this world during this period - so as long as I can find a way to carry out a large-scale void barrier at this moment, do you think there will be some... What's particularly interesting?"

Before the words fell, Fanescist's expression had become extremely ugly.

"You are so arrogant and bold to say such threatening words...... "Fanecis said coldly, "do you want you and me to become your life-and-death relationship?"

"I don't want to have any kind of relationship with you other than 'live or die'. Loren tilted his head, but unfortunately he couldn't shrug his shoulders when he was nailed to the wall:

"Also, I don't like men and don't have much interest in women's clothing. ”

Although "......" was very worried about the state of the black-haired wizard at the moment, Lusen's expression was extremely strange.

He clearly remembered that Ain was indeed held in the arms of this "Lord Duke" at that time.

Lord Ain, it should be a man... Right?

"As for why I dare to speak like that......" deliberately mimicking the tone of Farnes, his smiling expression trembling slightly from the wound:

"It's the same reason why I and Lusen are still alive. ”

"Lord Fanesis, you need me. ”

Lusen stared at the black-haired wizard in disbelief.

The cold and solemn Farnesis, his expression was unwavering.

"It's unfortunate... You guessed it. ”

Loren breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dwarves... Their self-righteous pride, which obscures history. Squinting his eyes, Fanesis's tone became more and more steady, as if he had been in the past:

"Just as the Holy Cross is not a coincidence, so is the discovery of Mithril - do you think that the dwarves, an inferior and stubborn race, have really achieved what they are today with their own strength?"

"Of course not, they're just a bunch of slaves driven by the Dragon Kingdom, and just like the Sakran Empire, the Gate's only existential value is to mine Mithril for them. ”

"They've been trained, trained, brainwashed, they've become the perfect tool, and they're complacent, proud... Of course, that little toy of yours is right, even if it's just a tool, it's a threatening tool. ”

"He's not some 'little toy', he has a name. The smile on Loren's face disappeared, and he said calmly: "He is my friend, and he has protected my friend with his life... More than once. ”

Glancing contemptuously at the gray-eyed young man with his head lowered and silent, Fanecis was noncommittal.

Wait, no.

Loren finally realized why he felt so discordant.

The tone of Fanenscism is by no means the tone of a "latecomer".

It's as if he had lived through that era and witnessed it as a bystander... Even if he really learned the so-called "truth" from the mouth of the black cross, he could not be sure that it was so conclusive.

"I can spare you and your 'friend' my life, and I can also show you the truth of that era......" Farnes said coldly:

"Provided that you agree to my terms... How, Loren Torino?"

Loren didn't answer, and he spread his hands in a ten-twisted posture when he was nailed to the wall, revealing a helpless wry smile:

"Do I have any other options?"

The answer, of course, is no.