"Boom ——————!!!!"

The moment the flames burst out, the golden-red flames turned into white light and completely engulfed the two figures.

In the next second, the light dissipated, and the two figures remained the same as they had been at the last moment, shrouded in darkness.

The gradually cold, dim "Dawn" greatsword was stopped by the long knife in the Eagle King's hand, and the dark red sword body still exuded terrifying heat to repair the sight, emitting bursts of white smoke.

The black-haired wizard's expression was hard to see.

But it wasn't because he was stopped by the other party with all his full force - or that from the beginning, he was sure that the other party must have a way to stop him;

What really made him feel at rock bottom was his left hand wearing the "spellcaster".

The left hand that stretched out to the neck of the Eagle King was grabbed by the other party the moment before it touched him... The runes that flickered in the palm of his hand also dissipated.

"Unfortunately, it failed... Loren Torino. Still with that light smile, the Eagle King stared intently at the black-haired wizard:

"I'm very sorry, but you misunderstood two things, the first ......" grabbed the palm of the black-haired wizard's right wrist and gently raised his index finger:

"Your ability to restrain the power of the Void... Or the spell, 'Dream'... Of course, I already knew about this important information. ”

"In fact, even the most important purpose of the two Evil God Apostles I sent out on purpose... It was also to test the effects of your ability and the way you cast it, and as expected, this spell was powerful, but it was also complicated to use. ”

"Especially in a state of mind that I have complete control, and for it to work, it has to actually touch me. ”

As the words fell, the Eagle King's "smile" gradually became cold: "As for the second thing... Misjudging your enemies is your biggest mistake. ”

"Even if the first valve is opened... Is it possible that in doing so your Void Power will surpass me, no kidding, do you think that you are the only one who has experienced such a desperate situation on the verge of life and death?"

"Something like this has happened hundreds of times since the day I made up my mind to save the Azorean elves from perdition!

Break... I don't drop it.

The black-haired wizard gritted his teeth, feeling the oppression coming from his arms, and the moment he was blocked, the offense and defense had been transformed, and the passive defensive side became himself.

For a moment's relaxation, the Eagle King would not hesitate to break his wrist or pierce his chest with a long knife.

"Forcibly opening the first valve with your body is a bit surprising to me, but it's not enough to give you a chance to turn the tables... Don't forget, you are now in my 'state of mind', and my level and strength in the power of the void are far greater than yours!"

The next moment, an irrepressible "black mist" began to permeate around the Eagle King, almost enveloping him from head to toe; fine black lines spread all over his body, climbing into his eyes, piercing into his lips and nose... until it spreads all over the body.

This thing is exactly the same as the original Farnesis......

"Gura ——!"

Without even a second of hesitation, the black-haired wizard who had endured the pain of his wrist being pinched immediately retreated, the cold blade slashing through his jaw, leaving a thin streak of blood on it that was not easy to see.

The Eagle King standing with a knife just stood in place, staring at Loren Turin who "escaped" like a prey, and his light smile suddenly became a little crazy:

"Come, let me tell you to become an apostle of the four gods... What does it mean exactly......"

"What does it mean for me to give all the strength I have gained!"

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

"Well, I guess you lunatics won't tell me, will you?"

Hugging his shoulders, Asriel looked at the four figures lurking in the light and mist and darkness angrily, and his attitude was as bad as ever.

"That Azorean elf, gave us a very good reason. Sighing and speaking, it was the "Dead" Lemantes:

"Loren Turin... No matter how important this person is, he is a stranger, and it is too dangerous to give a stranger who is not bound by the rules of this world to get that opportunity. ”

The blonde boy raised his eyebrows, and a cold killing intent flashed in his scarlet eyes, although his eyes could not kill these monsters like himself, but it did not prevent him from expressing his attitude.

But that's right, Lemantes is telling the truth - a stranger, which is the greatest strength of dear Loren, and his greatest weakness.

He is not bound by many laws of this world, which gives them the opportunity to confront the "Black Cross" and even the "Holy Cross", which has little hope, but on the other hand, once such a person has power, it will be difficult to control it.

What will he do when the third valve is opened? Will he become the second Holy Cross, or the second Black Cross?

"That's why you're afraid, worried that he'll become like Seliol?"

Asrael sneered.

"Wouldn't it?"

The mean "Ender" Diapo asked rhetorically: "Is it possible that you still have to defend him - believe that he has a noble will, a selfless existence, and can choose to let go after completing the transaction between you?"

"Don't try to deny it, Asriel, I may know you best in the world besides you; To say that you are despicable and shameless simply makes the word seem too pale. ”

"That's right, Asriel doesn't deny that poor Asriel is a bad boy through and through—and, my dear Diabo, you're right, there are some deals between me and my dear Loren Torino. The innocent smile of the blonde teenager:

"I'm so sorry to have abandoned you, but who made dear Loren Turin so charming. ”

The gaze lurking in the shadows shimmered with an icy sheen, as if sneering dismissively.

"But......" Asriel's voice grew colder, and the atmosphere became more and more oppressive, "I don't believe - I don't believe that this reason alone is enough to make you traitors and cowards brave. ”

"There must be other reasons, more important ones, for your decision to support this madman-like Azorean elf, to make him a replacement for Loren Turin. ”

"There must be another, and one more to you... More favorable reasons!"

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

"Boom ——————!!!!"

In the pitch-black "state of mind", there was a loud sound like an earthquake shaking mountain, as if the sky was falling and the earth cracked, and it began to shake violently.

Could it be... Is his mood about to collapse?

Wrong!

Suddenly, the black-haired wizard, who seemed to feel something, suddenly raised his head, and one arm, the other was more than ten meters long, and the huge arm opened its palm and fell from the top of his head.

Without a moment's hesitation, Loren immediately slid back, and almost at the same moment, his palm, which had suddenly accelerated, slammed into the place he had just occupied.

"Knock ——!"

With a jolt, a low, ice-cracking scream resounded throughout the "state of mind".

The arm that protruded from the darkness also pulled its "body" out little by little, and the pale and huge, ice-like withered body revealed an incomparably hideous, faceless head.

Loren frowned.

In front of me is a carrion demon, but the size of this carrion demon... That's more than ten times the size of ordinary monsters.

The monster that struggled to crawl out of the darkness looked down at everything from an ant-like angle, supporting its massive half of its body with its arms, and its faceless "gaze" locked on the figure of the black-haired wizard.

"Ahhhhhh————!!!!hh

The ice-cracking shriek vibrates through the air like substance.

In the next second, the giant rotting corpse demon suddenly raised its other arm and slammed it into Loren from above.

"Bang!"

The moment his palm landed, the black-haired wizard jumped up, and the "Dawn" greatsword in his hand slashed an arc-shaped trajectory in the air, leaving deep marks on his pale arm.

The rotting corpse's arm snapped.

But that's far from the end!

In the state of mind shrouded in darkness, there were almost non-stop "giant rotting corpse demons" screaming, struggling to get out of the black fog - some only exposed half of their heads, some leaned sideways and stretched out their arms, some were hind limbs out, some were lying on their stomachs, lying down, standing, and upside down......

They ...... from the top of the black-haired wizard's head, left and right, behind him, and under his feet Everything that could have appeared where it was possible, struggling, and impatiently invading the darkness of the mind.

Even before their bodies could penetrate completely, these gigantic monsters could not wait to scream, using their only bodies to pounce on the black-haired wizard's figure.

"Boom ——!"

In the roar of vibration, Loren didn't have time to dodge, let alone hesitate, at least five or six giant rotting demons were staring at him at the same time, attacking from all directions.

It was clearly a "state of mind" where everything was isolated and solidified, but the black-haired wizard could hear the sound of the air being torn, rubbed, and popped.

Just like rolling thunder.

"Boom ——!"

The attacks of the three giant rotting demons collided together, and the black-haired wizard who dodged in an instant turned over, and a "Turin Fire" flung behind him without looking.

The golden-red flames shattered in the air, blasting the incoming limbs into pieces in the air.

Loren landed steadily with the momentum of the explosion, dragging the greatsword with one hand and continuing to dodge attacks from all directions, constantly searching for the figure of the Eagle King.

Where the hell is that guy hiding......

In the next second, another arm fell from the top of his head, and the giant rotting demons on both sides simultaneously sealed all of Loren's dodge space.

"Bang ————!"

A cracking hurricane rolled up, centering on Loren, who was on one knee, and spread out in all directions, a blade-like wave of qi swirling wildly, tearing apart all the limbs of the rotting demons that came close.

High-level spells, Force Impact.

"The Battle of the Trapped Beasts. ”

The Eagle King's breezy voice sounded in his mood, and the strange echo made it impossible for Loren to determine where the voice was coming from.

"Loren Turin... If you think you'll be able to defeat me, or kill me... As a word of advice, let's die. The Eagle King said coldly:

"If before this, you and I still had the possibility of fighting power, then now that I have obtained the four gods, my void power is no longer beyond the level that you can reach;"

Countless limbs continued to emerge from all corners of his mind, frantically rushing towards the black-haired wizard.

"The understanding of the void, the mastery of the power of the void, the level, quantity, and intensity of the possession...... These are the fundamental keys to determining the battle between the two void forces!"

"Because I'm stronger than you, I can decide whether or not to be detected by you, whether to allow you to invade my territory, whether to confront me face-to-face, whether I have the opportunity to kill me, even... Whether or not they have the qualifications to continue living. ”

"Not because of anything else, just because I'm stronger than you, more than you understand the power of the Void... The slightest difference is a world of difference!"

"Understand, the battle between us... As early as the moment it started, it was already over!"

At the beginning and at the end... It sounds familiar, as if a guy was yelling at him not long ago.

While complaining in his heart, the black-haired wizard kept searching the range, and his erratic eyes suddenly locked on the direction of the top of his head.

Be there!

"Struggle, keep struggling, because no matter how stubborn you are, as we exist in the material world, there is a limit to our spiritual power after all... And you, who are weaker than me at the level of the power of the void, must consume far more than me in order to resist the load I attach to you. ”

With the limbs that kept rushing towards him, Loren, who was dragging the big sword, climbed all the way up, and the pitch-black figure ran faster and faster, to the point of vertical rise.

"And when the spiritual power is completely exhausted and the body begins to be eroded by the power of the void, it will be your death!"

"Bell ————!!!!"

The "Dawn" greatsword slashed upwards and split the head of the giant rotting corpse, and the top of the rotting corpse's skull was completely shattered with a heart-rending scream.

Among the fragments that exploded, the figure of the Eagle King was exposed, and the cold long knife was horizontal in front of him, blocking the oncoming "Dawn" greatsword.

"If you remember what I said before, then you should know that such a fight is meaningless to me. The Eagle King said coldly, "I'm afraid that only by lasting a whole year can I die of exhaustion, right?"

"Then let's fight until the end of the world, and fight to the end of the world!" the black-haired wizard retorted unceremoniously, "As long as you want, I will accompany you to the end!"

"Really?!"

With a single blade, countless black mist spread out from around the Eagle King's body, and the spear that condensed the essence was aimed at the figure of the black-haired wizard:

"I don't know where you got the courage, but I'm sorry, the outcome of this battle was set from the beginning. ”

"Because standing before you is not only the Eagle King of the Azorean Elves, but also the Apostle of the Great Four Gods—the power that once ended the Dragon Kingdom. ”

"Loren Turin... What are you going to fight it against?!"

"Why do you think you're qualified to be its enemy?!"

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