"Bell!"

The fierce crash echoed in the chaotic battlefield of the castle, and the gray-eyed boy calmly shot down the "invisible" arrow, and the short sword in his right hand slashed through the air with a silver light.

There was another crisp sound, and Alexandra, who was clenching her teeth, barely parried, and her figure flashed three steps away with a slight panic.

Compared to her, Lusen seemed very calm and unhurried - in less than two minutes of confrontation, he had gradually figured out the "routine" of this female elf.

Although her sword skills are exquisite, her reflexes are completely out of pace, and she is obviously not good at dealing with more than two enemies at the same time, so in a sense, her two-handed swordsmanship is just the right way to restrain her.

The only thing that is difficult is her invisible "guerrilla arrow", which can only be dodged and parried by her physical instinct, but with a few more attempts, she can roughly judge the trajectory of the arrow from her gaze and gestures.

But for the average witcher, the elf was still dangerous, and even to minimize casualties, Lusen had to find a way to entangle her as much as possible, and then look for an opportunity to complete the kill.

Of course, this is not to say that the opponent is weak, on the contrary, Lusen does not dare to underestimate this female elf, the double-edged Azorean long knife that looks like a war bow is also strange to him.

Not only that, because of the numerical advantage, there are constantly elven warriors on both sides rushing up to cover for her, once she falls into a situation of distraction, her invisible "guerrilla arrows" will become extremely tricky, and it is difficult for the demon hunters who are inferior in numbers to draw people to help her.

Before you find a good solution, find a way to fight her, and then deal with as many "reinforcements" as you can to reduce the pressure on the other witchers.

Anyway, when the 1,000 legionnaires finished the siege, they would lose.

Just as the gray-eyed boy made up his mind, a loud noise suddenly came from behind him.

"Boom ————!!!!"

Luceen, who was sliding and dodging, staggered and almost fell, and the elven female warrior on the opposite side shook, unfortunately missing this good opportunity for a sneak attack.

But it's not just them who are affected... All the humans and elves in the castle looked back in "tacit understanding" and froze in place.

In the scattered smoke and dust, only half of the city wall remained, and the two towers above the city wall collapsed and only ruins remained, and the battlements were almost reduced to dust.

All parapets, towers, fortifications directly above the towers ... All of them were wiped out, and only a bare roof remained.

As the earth and rocks fell, the burning golden-red tongues of fire continued to stir, like a whirlpool rising above the city walls again and again.

In the flames, two figures could be vaguely seen still staggering back and forth, one of them wielding a man-high sword in his hand, which was very conspicuous.

Surrounded by the legionnaires, the legion commander, who had just been able to keep calm and give orders, had the same expression as the soldiers around him at this moment, and his face was full of disbelief.

A pair of eyes, staring at the figure who was fighting the elves in the flames with one hand and waving a two-handed greatsword.

That... That's really......

Is it really, really something that humans can do?!

Loren Turin, no, not just him, but also Roland, the Black Duke... and the successive Dukes of Byrne;

What the hell are they human beings... Or a monster?!

The stunned gray-eyed boy took five seconds to wake up, and then turned around and rushed in the direction of the city wall without hesitation.

"Bell!"

Sparks burst out, and Alexandra, wielding a double-edged long knife, stopped in front of him, and the sharp-eyed Lusen's right short sword slashed horizontally, leaving a wound in the elf's lower abdomen, and the blades of both hands were also stuck by her.

"Lusen of the Firmament Wings, don't want to leave!" forcibly endured the pain of the wound in his abdomen, the frowning chief adjutant of the Overseer was drenched in cold sweat, and it was very difficult to parry the strength of the gray-pupiled boy's two hands:

"Your opponent is me!"

With a raised brow, the Hidden Blade under Lusen's right wrist popped out, but the female elf warrior had obviously guessed this move a long time ago, and while dodging, the long knife on one side slashed diagonally, forcing Lusen to retreat.

A trace of astonishment flashed in the corner of the gray-eyed boy's eyes, not because he was repulsed, but because the other party would choose hand-to-hand combat, which was equivalent to giving up her greatest advantage and fighting with herself in the most unfavorable way.

Just to stop yourself?

"And, I advise you not to expect to save your master now. Alexandra, who was enduring her injuries, said with difficulty, her eyes were extremely complicated:

"I don't know what method he used, but Master Eugen, who was thoroughly enraged... It is no longer an existence that ordinary means can stop, he can only calm down himself, otherwise no one can make Master Eugen stop. ”

"It is impossible to save your master unless a miracle happens. ”

When the words fell, the gray-eyed boy's expression trembled slightly.

"Is it impossible;" In the next second, the corners of Lusen's mouth showed a smile again: "Then let me tell you, the one thing Lord Loren is best at......"

"It's just creating the impossible!"

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

"Boom ——!"

The golden-red flames rolled up from the bottom, sweeping towards the black-haired wizard with unrivaled momentum and billowing heat.

On the narrow city walls, it's definitely too late to dodge... At the same time as raising the great sword, Loren's left hand opened in front of him, and a "Force Impact" hit it without looking at it, and the churning flames instantly enveloped his body.

In the next second, the flames dissipated, and the intact black-haired wizard only left an afterimage in place, dragging the greatsword with one hand and pounced on Eugen.

Using the waves of the Force to form a temporary barrier to protect himself is one of the only "self-preservation spells" that Loren mastered when he fought Ariel (Asreel) in the sewers of Eberden.

But Loren, who had "personally experienced" Eugen's strength, couldn't help but sigh in his heart - this guy, whether it was spiritual power or the use of the power of the void, was already at the level of an evil god!

Neither Middlel nor Lori used the power of the void to match their own skills before, but none of them could squander it like him, and the power of the void used from the beginning of the battle to the present was close to the level of dozens of high-level spells, but they didn't get tired at all!

However, this does not mean that he does not have weaknesses, in fact, his weaknesses have been exposed by a guy named "Ruth Infinit".

That's speed.

"Bell ——!"

The moment the greatsword fell, the flames that Eugen hastily swung were also crushed by the "Dawn" greatsword forged by Mithril.

Almost in the next second, Eugen suddenly looked up to find that Loren, who had missed a sword, did not retreat, but continued to pounce on him by inertia, and there was more than an extra Mithril dagger in his left hand.

"May the void... With you!"

Eugen, whose pupils shrank suddenly, finally raised his long knife at the last moment, barely blocking the gray-blue sword that slashed vertically, and there was a hint of "familiar" fear in his expression distorted by anger.

"You bastard! ...... me."

Before he finished speaking, Loren, who suddenly flipped his wrist, grabbed the hilt of his sword and pierced the sword into the masonry of the city wall at his feet, and then the "Dawn" greatsword dragged by his right hand had swung forward again.

Whew!

The tip of the great sword that was close to the ground pulled out brilliant sparks, leaving a striking mark on the blackened masonry.

In the next second, the gray-blue sword light had followed Loren's figure, once again approaching his face.

Eugen finally began to panic in the face of the almost endless and rapid attack of the black-haired wizard, and for the first time, he experienced what it was like to be beaten by the enemy and unable to fight back... What exactly does it look like.

No, it's not the first time;

The dull pain in his shoulder, where he had lost his right arm, stirred up some of Eugen's painful memories that he did not want to remember.

Celestial Dome, Night's Watchman, Rut Infinit;

That one... offal;

humiliated himself, and made the entire court humiliated, forcing himself to negotiate a compromise with the bastards of the imperial court;

And Luceen, the Lust of the Wings of the Firmament;

The chief of the court had to grovel to serve His Royal Highness the prince and regain the humiliation of glory......

"Ahh——!!!!h

Eugen, who roared in the sky, was dumbfounded, and his long knife was horizontal.

"Boom ——!"

Flames swept up around his body.

Feeling the sudden heat wave around him, as well as the increasingly strong void reaction on the elf's body, the black-haired wizard with an indifferent expression stepped back slightly, stuck on the edge to avoid the range of the flames.

But this time it was evident that it wasn't just around him, but even the air around him was beginning to change—a rolling heat wave that swept through the castle in the blink of an eye, a drastic change that filled the faces of everyone from elves to humans with astonishment and fear.

It was the harsh winter season, and they were at least a few dozen meters away from the city wall... But under this boiling heatwave, it is as if you are standing in the crater of a volcano!

"Good... Loren Turin, you were the first human to make me angry enough to use the 'state of mind' - normally, I would not squander such power on my enemies. ”

Eugen, whose eyes breathed fire, slowly looked back, and his hideous expression had become extremely distorted: "Too strong will only make them fearful and cowardly, make them completely desperate, and make the battle no fun at all." ”

"But for you... I'm going to give you a taste of despair—feel my wrath, Loren Turin!"

Rumble!

Flames erupted from the blade, covering the entire blade.

"I'm going to break you, I'm going to tear you apart, I'm going to torture you—I'm going to let everyone see your tragic death and hear your dying wails!"

"I... Eugen! I'm going to make you regret me off!"

The black-haired wizard stood expressionless, as if he hadn't seen his frantic and twisted expression.

The surging flames dissipated from the blade without a trace, but the void reaction on the blade did not fade, but became more and more intense, and the cold blade also turned a vivid and dazzling golden red.

Eye-catching, and dangerous.

"My 'state of mind' is not like Middle's lowly pariahs, confined to a small area;" Eugen's voice became much hoarse, with an eerie aura:

"On the contrary, only when the 'state of mind' is opened, can the 'Idealistic Celestial Phenomena' be truly used by me and become my own power. ”

"Just like this knife, it can even melt Mithril when it gathers flames!

"Die, Loren Turin!"

In the next second, Eugen, who had raised his long knife, took the initiative to rush towards the black-haired wizard.

The raging flames on the city walls, like his tentacles and sharp claws, rushed towards Loren's figure from all directions.

A heat wave swept over the black-haired wizard's body, but his expression was very calm.

Chakar, Eugen... Are the beasts all thinking more or less similar?

In contemplation, Loren slowly raised his left hand, and at the same time, a gray-blue six-pointed star appeared at his feet.

Plus all the places he had just smashed or touched with the "Dawn" sword... Either simple or intricate gray-blue runes flashed one after another on the city walls.

Intercepting Eugen on the ramparts was no accident, and of course there was a little bit of luck... But since the castle was the bait that Loren had set up a long time ago, how could there be no traps?

Boom ——!!!!

The sound of flames bursting echoed in Loren's ears.

It's all gone... There wasn't even a little flame left, only smoke and dust.

Eugen's eyes widened in astonishment, as if he were out of his body, and his eyes were extremely dull.

His power... It's gone.

The state of mind, the way of the samurai... Idealistic celestial phenomena... Fire and Ice ......

I don't feel it... I don't even feel the slightest bit of strength.

The flames dissipated, and all that was left in front of him was the knife in his hand, and the dark-haired wizard who was looking at him on the other side.

My power... Was it sealed and taken away by him?

No!

How could I, a samurai wielding a sword for the sake of righteousness, be robbed of my power by despicable and cunning villains and villains?

No, I don't accept this ending!

"Ahh——!!!!h

Eugen, whose cheeks were twisted, twitched all over, brandished his long knife with his only one arm, and pounced on Loren with all his might.

Burst!

The greatsword slashed sideways, and before his blade could touch Loren... It's never going to happen.

The cold blade tore through the sturdy armor, sliced his flesh and blood, smashed his bones, and shattered all the organs in his abdomen, spurting out of the breach like tattered flesh, splattering the black-haired wizard's whole body, full of it.

The lower half of his body was left on the wall, and the upper half of his body fell into the trench outside the wall—mixed with the rubble of the wall, the bones of the soldiers, and a pile of unsightly debris, splashing everywhere.

Looking at the two legs that were left, the black-haired wizard sighed.

"To hurt you is a sin, or to be unforgivable?" Loren whispered to himself.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I'm already guilty of an unforgivable sin. ”

As the words fell, he kicked the remaining bones of Eugen off the wall.