"Bell ——!"

The sharp dagger slammed into a string of sparks on the stone door, leaving no reaction except for a few scratches.

With his hands clenched on the hilt of his sword supporting his body, the gray-eyed boy gasped for breath, looking at the cold door closed to him in almost despair.

Sweat wet the ends of his inky blue hair, sticking to his forehead, making him even more upset.

Damn it... I shouldn't have listened to him.

The huge oppressive force that suddenly came from behind just now filled Lu Sien with a bad premonition, and he couldn't do anything when he was blocked from this broken door.

You can only stand in an absolutely safe place, watch from the sidelines, you can't do anything, you can't do anything... Even if you think about it, you will only be regarded as a burden and a bargaining chip for the enemy.

Already, not for the first time.

"Ah——!h

The gray-eyed boy with reddened eyes slammed the door with the sword in his hand indiscriminately, his teeth clenched.

"Ahhhh——!!!!h

With a roar, Lusen raised his dagger again.

Syllable.

A withered but powerful hand grabbed his sword-wielding wrist.

"Don't be in a place like this... Waste of combat power. ”

The gray-eyed boy looked back in disbelief at the person behind him.

The Knight of Oath, who had just been pierced through his heart, stood in front of him at this moment, his thin cheeks still solemn and solemn, only slightly pale.

This... How is this possible?!

"This door has been completely eroded by the Void, and I can't open it with a simple attack, but I can. The Knight's words were slow, but each word was sonorous:

"Destroying all evil temples is the mission of the Oath Knight. ”

As he spoke, he tightened his grip on the hilt of the Bright Star, revealing its majestic edge from its sheath little by little.

Looking at the Oath Knight in front of him, the shocked gray-eyed boy fell into another kind of silence... Pride can't hide reason, and he knows very well how strong this knight in front of him is.

Having his help would have been much more useful to Loren than his own incompetent bodyguard.

"Right now, I'm not back to the point where I can fight the Phanascists... Now he is much stronger than in the past. ”

Supporting his body with the "Bright Star", the Knight of the Oath stared at the hesitant Lusen, and his sharp gaze seemed to instantly penetrate his thoughts: "And you... The illegitimate son of the Wirtz family, you haven't fully shown the strength you deserve. ”

The gray-eyed boy raised his head in shock!

"I am a servant of the Holy Cross, a knight who preaches with a sword... The power in you can't hide from my eyes. The Knight of the Oath said coldly:

"I know what it is. ”

Russon looked horrified.

"But as long as you're an enemy of the Phanascists, I can be blameless. The Knight of the Oath said lightly: "As long as you don't abandon your humanity, I'...... OK...... Pretend not to know. ”

There is only this sentence, and he said it extremely difficult.

Lu Sien was stunned for a moment, and then nodded solemnly: "I know." ”

The Knight of the Oath ignored him no more, as if his eyes could no longer see the figure of the gray-eyed boy, and solemnly raised the blade of his sword:

"Thy radiance, O Holy Cross, will illuminate us who are humble;

Thy will be walked on the earth, as it is in heaven;

May the light shine on the earth, pierce the darkness and shadows, and make the unbelievers embrace and weep;

Then......

All beings will shout praises to the name of our Lord......"

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

Asriel?!

A look of astonishment flashed across Loren's face, for the young man in front of him had turned to face him, and under his silky white blonde hair, a pair of sly eyes were looking at him "pitifully":

"Alas... My dear Loren, do you think that Asrael will not come to your rescue?

Loren tilted his head, rather speechless.

What you say... Where should people start complaining?

At this moment, a huge sense of oppression came to my face again!

The black-haired wizard's eyes widened as if the blood in his body was about to evaporate, burning violently.

The expressionless "Fanesis" once again opened his right hand and clenched his fist out of thin air.

"Poof——!!!!

With an innocent and cunning smile like a child, the boy instantly twisted in front of Loren—his petite body was torn apart as if it had been caught in countless iron tongs.

The delicate face and the skull were smashed alive, and the eyes burst;

The limbs, like the torso that had been cut off by the waist, were crumpled and crushed together with the bones and tendons, like a balloon that had exploded, and blood gushed out;

Blood splattered, and a viscous dark red sprayed Loren's body.

In less than a second, Asriel was transformed into a shapeless pool of flesh and blood under the power of "Fanecscism".

However, neither "Fanescre" nor the black-haired wizard showed any change in their expressions.

Really... The next moment, the smiling boy walked out of the blood everywhere with his hands behind his back again.

A delicate black and red dress, pale and bloodless skin, white and blonde hair... No trace was left.

Opening his eyes, Asriel slightly hooked the corners of his mouth:

"Do you want to go on? I could play like this for a day. ”

Before the words fell, Loren couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth.

This guy... Peeking at your memories again?

"Asrael ......"

The indifferent "Farnesis" stepped forward, with a killing intent in his eyes: "I'm still wondering who it was who dared to steal the Nine-Pointed Star Holy Grail in front of me... Sure enough, it's you. ”

"Alas... How could the innocent and lovely Asrael make such a rude move?" the young man was about to cry out of grievance, and his big eyes were extremely innocent:

"Asriel is just helping his best friend get what he wants—maybe, some misunderstanding between you?"

"Misunderstanding?"

The corners of his mouth were raised sarcastically, and the withered face of "Fanecis" showed a creepy look:

"Yes, it was all just a 'misunderstanding'. ”

Looking at his expression, Loren only felt his hair stand upside down... The body, in the subconscious, produces fear.

And Asrael... The smiling young man had a straight petite body, and his hands behind his back were tightly clasped together.

He's scared?

In Loren's memory, this was the first time that Asriel had been so obvious that he had shown "fear" in front of him.

"Tell me, Asriel. "Unhurried," said Farnesis, word by word, "If this 'stranger' is really your 'best friend', why didn't you tell him the truth?"

"Uh... This is mainly because ......"

"Because you're always full of lies, one after the other. He looked sideways, contemptuously and sarcastically, at the black-haired wizard behind the boy:

"Tell me, did this little man full of lies tell you that I...'Black Cross' Serol is the 'Great Devil' and the mastermind behind the fall of the Dragon Kingdom?"

"Ridiculous language, weird looks, a little bit of challenge... Makes you feel like you can try to fight this cunning reptile and take advantage of him, if you really think you can do that......"

The smiling Asrael stole a glance behind him, only to find the black-haired wizard with his head bowed and his face expressionless.

With a sneer, the smile on the face of "Fanescre" faded: "Loren Turin... You really should go back and immerse yourself in the world of fairy tales. ”

"Trying to negotiate with the devil and taking advantage of the fire will end up being a puppet and a puppet of the devil - some special people may be able to avoid such a sad end, but you are not special. ”

"You... Just an ordinary person who thinks he's special. ”

Slightly stunned, the black-haired wizard unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and closed his eyes under a slightly frowning brow.

The atmosphere fell into a dead silence.

Quietly, you can hear your heartbeat and the sound of clenched teeth.

The young man with a nervous expression and eclipsed eyes slowly looked back, looked behind him a little timidly, and tried his best to maintain the curvature of the corners of his mouth:

"Dear Loren, Asrael has absolutely no ......"

Opening his eyes hard, Loren sighed deeply: "...... Shut up. ”

Asriel was stunned.

The scarlet eyes flashed with an incomparably complex luster, and the young man who wanted to speak lowered his head bitterly, but still kept smiling.

"Got it, Loren... No, it's a stranger. Cold, piercing eyes stared at the black-haired wizard:

"In this world, you have no friends at all, you are just a humble ......"

“...... Shut up. The black-haired wizard interrupted coldly:

"I'm talking about you!"

"Shut up!"

Asrael was slightly stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his scarlet eyes.

The withered face was cold, and the expression of "Fanecis" was difficult to see to the extreme: "Very good." ”

"Crawlers... You will never be able to face your own humility. ”

The tone is flat, but it is murderous.

In the blink of an eye, a heavy sense of oppression came back to my face.

Boom ——!!!!

The loud cracking sound exploded in his ears, and Loren was shocked to feel the boiling flow of blood plasma in his body, and his heart was beating extremely strongly.

Myself... Can you move?

"Three seconds!

The blonde boy with his arms outstretched gritted his teeth, his slender figure blocked in front, and he smiled brightly: "You have three seconds!"

Three seconds... That's enough.

The black-haired wizard's pupils shrank suddenly, and the bright silver in his right hand once again bloomed with gray-blue sword light, while the "Spiritual Vision" perfectly locked the blind spot and main weakness of "Fanesthes", and the "Beyond Perception" quickly judged the attack route.

Three-second ......

"Poof——!!!!

Not surprisingly, the smiling boy split apart in an instant, turning into a boiling splatter of flesh and blood everywhere, and behind him, Loren's figure had long since disappeared without a trace.

Slightly stunned, a trace of contempt flashed at the corner of "Fanesthe's" mouth, and in the next second, the endless black mist turned into arrows, aimed at the rapidly advancing figure, and suddenly rained down.

A frontal attack is a certain death, but what Loren has to do... It's from the front——!

Sharp turns, sudden stops, parries, blocks, jumps, rolls, ...... In an instant of less than a second, with a distance of about ten steps, the black-haired wizard was like an afterimage, dodging away all the "arrow rain" that was coming towards him.

The gray-blue sword light also made all the black mist intimidating.

Two seconds......

The sneering "Farnesis" waved his right hand violently, and the black mist stopped in front of Loren, and he couldn't take another half a step.

But Loren had no intention of stopping.

Put away the sword... Draw your sword......

"Cutting ——!!!!"

With an unrivaled momentum, the sword that turned into flames swept forward!

The blinding golden-red fire disappeared almost at the same time as the black mist that collided, and the figure of the black-haired wizard was already within five steps of Farnesis... Two more steps would kill him on the spot.

But the curvature of the corners of the mouth of "Farnessc" has not diminished in the slightest, and it is even more ironic.

Poof——!

Blood gushed out, and the spear turned into a black mist pierced Loren's chest from behind, and his body fell weakly, and his vision gradually blurred as his blood flew away.

One second......

"Lie to you. ”

The cold pupils shrank sharply.

The black-haired wizard who had just been dying had already pounced in front of him, his unruly dark pupils and "Fanecis" staring at each other.

High-level spells, death at this moment.

The blade of the sword swept across, accompanied by the bright red that soaked the sight, and the stunned face of "Fanescis" instantly split apart, turning into a pool of flesh and blood.

Zero...... The timing was just right.

Loren couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

Next, by using the power of the Nine-Pointed Star Grail, you can start the dream and keep Phanascis back out of the physical world before he resurrects again.

If he wants to be resurrected again, he will have to wait until the next large-scale sacrifice of evil gods, when the time comes......

"Loren, bow your head!" Asriel's shout came suddenly.

Well?

"Boom ————!!!!"

A huge sense of oppression came to his face, and the black-haired wizard raised his head sharply, looking at the withered figure that appeared in front of him again.

Can't move!

No... No, he should have at least four or five seconds of cooldown, shouldn't he?

Why, why is this happening?!

Looking contemptuously at the black-haired wizard with a look of disbelief, Farnesis sneered and raised his right hand, and the spear turned into a black mist struck head-on.

This... Aim at his face door.

It's not good, you can't hide it!

"Bell ——!!!!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and the sluggish Loren fell to his knees, only to see a thin figure stop in front of him at the last moment.

Asrael... No, it's not him, it's—this seems to be......

Lusen?!

The twin swords parried like shields, and the gray-eyed boy forcibly stopped the "Fanescre" with an extremely ugly face.

In the gray-blue cold pupils, there was a raging fire.

"I'm sorry, Bishop Fanecis. Lu Sien's expression was indifferent, staring at the extremely strange figure, and the two swords were one behind the other, aiming the tips of the swords at his figure:

"This way... No traffic!"