Spellcaster.

It is the highest level of existence among magicians.

Even they have exceeded the limits of what humans can define.

The most famous are the three forbidden spellmasters of the Blasphemers who have turned the entire world upside down in history, and even brought several kingdoms to the brink of destruction.

Robin had seen one of them—

Sirius Viven, who has the power of a special forbidden spell of [Flow], can make any matter flow.

As long as she is willing to pay the price, she can turn the whole world upside down.

And now, in front of Robin, there are two other -

Plisra and Raven.

"Hahaha, so are you scared, the new forbidden spell master Raven with the power of [Structure]?"

Presra paused, smiling at Raven.

"I should call you that, right?"

"Hehe, Prisla, the forbidden spellmaster with the power of [Twist], you didn't enter this realm long before me, did you?" Revan shot back, "You don't have enough to see compared to those three blasphemous monsters." ”

"......" The corners of the other party's mouth twitched, and the smile gradually disappeared.

It can be seen that Raven's counterattack is effective.

From their conversation, Robin learned something -

First of all, the Forbidden Spellmaster is the highest level that a magician can enter, and his ability will change qualitatively here.

However, they are also forbidden spellmasters, and there is still a distinction in ability.

In other words, Prisra is a little less capable than the blasphemers.

Therefore, Raven, who was able to fight Sirius sixteen years ago, is not necessarily inferior now.

Then, there is the power of the forbidden spell known as [Twist].

Robin lowered his head and thought quietly.

Vivian's power is Flow.

Prisra is a Twist.

Raven is [construct. 】

Vivan's flowing power can make everything flow like a liquid to the extreme, that is, a force that is enough to destroy the world.

Raven's construction can construct an illusory world, in which everyone can retain their original abilities, and Robin has experienced that illusion as if in a dream.

But it's all true.

This is enough to prove that Raven is powerful.

So, if it is the power of a forbidden spell that is named "Twisted", what will it be?

Robin propped his chin in his right hand, recalling the scene of meeting Prisra—

The rain bypassed her body, as if it were isolated from her body by a transparent film.

It's a twist of rainwater.

The bodies of the dead temple guards were torn off, and along with their armor, crumpled into a mess of mud.

It's a distortion of the body.

And then......

She had distorted Raven's illusions.

The illusion of that wondrous night of the blood moon.

Robin's heart pounded, and he looked up in disbelief.

His pupils dilated.

In other words, as early as a month ago, Prisra and Raven had an invisible encounter.

The clash between [Twist] and [Constructed].

And the result of that encounter -

It was Plisra's victory.

Not only does she succeed in changing Raven's vision, but she also misleads herself, causing both Matilda and Matilda to doubt Raven's position.

It also succeeded in inducing contradictions and suspicions between the Grand Duke and the king.

The temple was also dragged into the whirlpool of this battle.

So......

Robin swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, only to feel his breathing stagnate.

In the darkness, he seemed to see another big hand, lying across the night sky, enveloping the entire Bright Moon City, trying to change the fate of the entire Itnell.

If it's all a vampire conspiracy, then that's terrible.

On this night, a seismic change is about to take place.

And things will never go the way the Grand Dukes think.

Robin's expression was terrifyingly gloomy, and he had to inform the Grand Duke and the Kings of the vampire as soon as possible.

I wonder if it will really be like what he predicted before-

All of them will be doomed.

"Raven." Robin's lips twitched, and his chest was overwhelmed by the tremendous pressure.

"What?"

"No matter what, defeat her, let's go back to Haoyue City, back to the King's Castle." Robin's tone was firm and cold, without any hint of doubt or flinching.

It's close to a command.

"I don't need to say I'll do the same."

Raven frowned.

It's just that whether you can do it or not is another matter.

"Ah...... It's a real headache. ”

She rubbed the purple hair from her head anxiously, "What the hell is going on tonight?" ”

"How-"

Raven's gaze froze, and the Bright Moon Staff in his right hand pointed at Prisra.

"You shouldn't be here! You wicked damn vampire! ”

"Oh, who can tell whether the true self is good or evil?" Prisra laughed, revealing four sharp teeth.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at Raven with a hint of pity.

"Raven the drunken pervert, or Raven, the wise and stern Grand Magister Raven of Itnaire, aren't you like that yourself?"

"Phew, that's drunk......"

Raven was halfway through his words, and his face turned red.

A friendly smile flashed through her mind.

The smile that had left her for good, vanished because of her mistakes.

It was only after that she began such a life of alcoholism.

The bloody night is full of too many similarities to tonight.

Is this really a coincidence?

"So, all that happened today, and the assassination sixteen years ago, was it all controlled by you? Vampires behind the scenes? ”

"Sixteen years ago?" Prisra looked at Raven quizzically.

She blinked, as if remembering something, and smiled.

"Oh, you're talking about the human king being killed, what's her name? Saiwei ......"

"Saviara." It was then that an unnoticed look of anger appeared in Raven's eyes.

"Yes, Saviara." Prisra chuckled and raised her hands slightly.

"But what happened sixteen years ago has nothing to do with me."

"I think you know this better than I am, better than anyone else."

Raven's whole body suddenly shook and he didn't continue to speak.

"What do you mean?"

Robin watched them warily.

The information just now was so abnormal that he couldn't clearly grasp the key point for a while.

"I don't understand what you mean." Raven replied softly.

"You just don't want to understand, Raven the Forbidden Spell Constructor," Prisra laughed, "but it doesn't matter, if you want to keep silent, you might as well take those insignificant secrets into the ground." ”

She raised her right hand.

It was at this moment that Robin saw a short golden staff appear in the vampire's palm.

Its front is carved to resemble a sun wheel, shining with an overly dazzling sheen in the dark.

"You know, for the Bloods, we don't care about the intrigues and shady intrigues and tricks of you lowly and suspicious humans."

"Anyway, you're all going to die."

……

(The next few chapters will be very sadistic, and I plan to send them out at once after I finish writing, so as not to cause discomfort to everyone)

。 m.