"Don't try to get your way."

Looking back, it's Morax! How can that guy be idle, isn't there anyone in charge of containing him? No, not really!

Morax unleashed a miasma on the surface of the earth, instantly bringing a radius of nearly a hundred miles under his command. Terrifying dominance and determination, the fog blade pinched a cold sweat, this guy is too rash.

But it was this determination, the reversal of form, and all the efforts in vain, that the legions, who had been imprisoned by the beating of Ruobosi, returned to the Shadow Realm and immediately took revenge on him—

“…… What the? ”

With a flash of light, a laser erupted from Orobos' hand, a sword made of Orias, and a shield that slashed at Fly.

The legion, which had lost its absolute defense, was forced to focus on attacking with all its might, and the colorful sword shadows clashed head-on, creating subtle sparks.

On the other hand, the battle to the death between Lyxia and Mo was also inseparable, and at this time, Ryuji added many dukes to the camp.

They are the 52nd-ranked Duke - the blind god of war on horseback. An Luoxian, and the 6th duke, the Duke of the Sphinx. Warrive.

Warlivier swings his lion's tail, which causes everything around him to fall into colorful and colorful visual illusions, which seem to be similar to Folfer's abilities, but in fact they are very different.

Rather, he can rewrite the color of what is reflected in his eyes with this ability during the flicking of his tail, which seems to be no big deal, but the influence is far greater than ordinary people's imagination.

For example, Warlivier is now reflecting the horse-headed ghost attached to Lexia, whose body hair is almost brown, but under Warrliver's powers, it has become white.

"Hello!"

Because the color of the item changes, it will also paralyze and weaken the original function. That's where this ability is terrifying!

"Lyxia!"

Like Mo, who has a mission to chase souls for his life, he raises his scythe high, seizes the opportunity, and slashes at Lexia. At this time, Yareth grabbed her steps and took on the attack for her with the ability to teleport.

"Stupid old lady, you owe me again."

"But you're no better."

An Luo's swift footsteps had already jumped into the range, spear in hand, ready to swing down—

"I don't owe you! It's really not cute, Yaresi! ”

Reinvigorated, Lyxia swung the huge battle axe in his hand and knocked An Luoxian's gun flying.

"Really? Then give it a try! ”

Although Lexia and Yareth made up for each other's shortcomings, Yaleth finally abandoned her opponents to help, and now those opponents are back.

Pulling took the whip and joined the other dukes in revealing her blood-red fangs to Lyxia and Yaleth.

Lyxia and Yalace let go of their palms, not to mention the threat that the new forces were about to bring, and even the current situation had already left them alone.

However, it wasn't that they were willing to fall and choose to give up, but that they were willing to believe in Mist Blade, so they laughed.

"I've kept you waiting, Lyxia, Yareth! Ready to teleport! ”

The sisters moved to Mist Blade's side one after another, and the dukes' attention was also attracted by the firebird and the two-headed dragon floating in the air.

"Phoenix, Varrek, serve them well! Air raids are coming! ”

In the form of a minotaur, she grabbed Mistblade, Lyxia, and Kina and left the scene so quickly, and then Phoenix and Hua Shok sent down the damnation, and after the heavy bombardment, the place was suddenly shrouded in a sea of hell and fire.

Ryuji endured the heat of the flames, broke through the barrier of the flames with brute force, grabbed the black scythe with a burst of anger, and slashed towards the fog blade.

The Misty Blade followed the momentum and pulled out Babatus's short knife to face the challenge head-on.

As a result, in less than half a second, the short knife was torn apart, and the Fogblade quickly snatched the giant axe from Lexia's hand and tried to fight again.

"Be careful, don't think that you're the only one who summoned the Duke before the war."

Morax's eyes flashed fiercely, and Mist Blade realized the change in his environment. Lyxia, Lena, and Yareth all looked terrified.

"Is it ......!"

The ground shook, the churning soil gushing up like groundwater, followed by a series of air vibrations and swellings, countless explosions that nearly shattered their eardrums with the fog, and finally the countdown to the end—

"Godless Mist Blade—that's it."

“…… You're going to call me by my name. And it's a time like this, Morax, you're really deliberate! ”

Even if it's a parting gift, this Morax is too poor at calculating - this ability is eighty percent of the 69th-ranked marquis - Calaby's absolute spatial ability alone is also one of the most difficult dukes in the hands of the other party.

This ability has the ability to imprison others and become caged birds, once you step into the block where the ability is cast, any power will be reduced to nothingness, and can only be at the mercy of the caster, which is an almost inexplicable ability.

You should be on guard against it - it's better to die or not.

"—that's why I said you're too scheming."

However, just as the Mist Blade was about to be locked by this ability, he unconsciously laughed.

"I didn't expect that even a monster like you would have to do your homework before going to war. You let Shan Calabi snuggle up to the place I stepped on the night before, right? ”

It's really accurate, which means that the battles of this guy Morax along the way are all inducing the Mist Blade to self-destruction.

Because he already knew that the current Fog Blade was no longer the self-college student who could only speak quickly in the past, but a supernatural combination with real power.

It's not cunning, it's an endorsement, and if he doesn't agree with the strength of the Mist Blade, then he doesn't need to go through such a lot of effort.

"Boy, you're not bad. Knowing how to gather our dukes and legions into one force, and then let the eyeing Phoenix and Hua Shik pack up and take them away at once. ”

"That's right, I'm getting stronger! So your heart's wish won't come true here! ”

Mist Blade's gaze swung downward, and the other party followed his gaze curiously, it should be the place where Shan Calabi activated his ability-

"Because I also happen to install a duke in this place, if you want to talk about calculations, don't think you can win me! Even that fake dad might not be able to win me! ”

“……！”

"Andumarious, it's time for you to play!"

The ability to direct the Mist Blade was now returned to Morax in one go. Andumarius and Shan Calabi, who are in the same space, are in a hostile relationship, so it is natural to ignite a sense of territory.

From the target of these abilities from the Fogblade to Morax, it was Andumarius who won.

"It's you who has come so far! Morax! ”

With the Fogblade's fiery roar, the two disappeared into a turbulent flash.

--

The sight of ruins and ruins is already a normal phenomenon in this Mesopotamian kingdom, and after the ruthless ravages of Addisque and the Prison of Souls, the traces of destruction are terrifying, and the restoration work has been going on for a week now.

The cherubim made a few cups of tea, looked outside, and then brought the tea in the other direction of the temporary residence.

This is the shelter that the cherubim have prepared for this day in advance, and it is thanks to the adult's vision that they can retain their original appearance after the invasion of the Hell.

For the past few days, the cherubim and his current comrades have been living in this dwelling about eight pings in size.

"Although I was also one of the murderers at the time, I am not qualified to complain, but cherubim, you didn't prepare a few such places in advance, and there are still many displaced and broken families outside."

The smile that always hangs on the corner of his mouth is his signature, but hidden behind that smile is his true face - a conspiratorial voice throughout the audience, Meratra crosses Erlang's legs, and sits on the sofa as if this is his home.

However, as he said that, he was still busy with the papers that the cherubim had given him to deal with, and that was what he really wanted to complain about.

"That's true, I can't deny it. Is the injury better? ”

Cherubim smiled shyly and bitterly, and also did not forget to show the true colors of his former boss, and somewhat cared about the aftermath of the battle between Meratra and Morax a while ago.