In the middle of the winter night, a sword-like cold wind howled across the wasteland, which was already far away from the academy city.

The two figures moved at high speed in this small wasteland, one after the other, and it was Harold who chased the mysterious black-robed man.

The chase had been going on for several hours, and Harold was in hot pursuit, and the black-robed man only kept his distance from him, and did not turn back to engage him.

After passing through this wasteland, in front of him is the forest area at the foot of the snow-capped mountain of St. Maurice, and it seems that the black-robed man is planning to get rid of Harold in this snowy mountain.

The black-robed guest glanced back, it was still more than twenty meters away, and Harold was still chasing after him relentlessly, and he couldn't see that he wanted to give up.

This little imp with a sharp axe is really very difficult, and you must find a way to defeat it completely before you have a chance to get rid of him.

If he continues like this, he will even wonder if he will chase him until he crosses the continent.

However, the crux of the matter is how to kill him, he has a mysterious recovery ability in him, and he doesn't know where the weakness is.

How to kill?

In the rapid movement, the black-robed guest was also thinking quickly, and he muttered, "Is that the only way to use it?" When there is cover of the forest ahead......"

Thinking of this, the black-robed guest stepped up his speed and plunged headlong into the forest.

"Whew~~~"

Behind him came the shrill sound of Harold whistling, and he inserted two fingers between his lips and blew a long whistle that could be heard far away.

The black-robed guest heard the whistle and looked back.

At this moment, the black clouds that obscured the moonlight just moved away, and the moonlight illuminated Harold's delicate face.

It was also after fighting at night for so long that for the first time the black-robed man could see Harold's appearance completely clearly.

In an instant, Harold stepped into the forest path, his face hidden in the dark shadows of the forest branches.

"This.... No way! How could such a thing happen? The black-robed man's pupils contracted suddenly, his mind completely disrupted, and he didn't have much more time to think about the meaning of Harold's whistle.

Behind him, there was a "rustle" sound of the pursuers trampling on the leaves, and the black-robed man immediately made a decision: he must be completely defeated here.

He immediately paused and turned back to engage in battle.

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The fleeing black-robed man stopped ahead, and Harold knew that he had finally made up his mind to fight him again.

The black-robed man didn't move, and six tentacle-like blood-red flames appeared in front of him, all of which attacked Harold in unison.

These six flames were like six wielding whips, dense and deadly.

Out of caution, Harold did not rush forward, but was ready to dodge.

"Boom"! The six fire whips exploded, forming a wall of fire.

A little spark fell on the back of Harold's hand, stung him, and Harold said to himself, "This person's fire magic is simply out of specification!" Such a tough opponent has never been encountered since coming to this world. ”

"But this is the only way to make it worth fighting." Harold felt a hint of excitement in his heart, the excitement of meeting a strong opponent.

The wall of flames melted away, and Harold saw the black-robed man leave the forest path and enter the denser forest beside him.

Harold said in his heart: "The dense forest terrain is in our favor, this man has already entered the place of death!" ”

He smiled slightly, jumped slightly, and followed the figure of the black-robed guest into the denser forest area.

In the southern pass of the St. Maurice Snow Mountain, the forest area without forest trails is extremely dark and deep, and even experienced old woodcutters and old hunters will carefully enter this forest.

And in the middle of the night, two dangerous intruders broke the tranquility of this forest.

The black-robed man used the cover of the forest trees to launch a highly penetrating cyan flame, hoping that the trees would block Harold's vision, and the highly permeable "dragon fire" could penetrate the trees, hoping to hit Harold's head, chest and abdomen.

Harold, who lacked a long-range attack, could only be beaten passively.

The black-robed guest intended to use this method to test the extent of Harold's recovery ability. Use this kind of tentative method to lay the groundwork for the decisive victory or defeat of this battle.

However, Harold seems to be prepared for his ideas. Within a dozen seconds, Harold dodged several such attacks.

After dodging behind the trees again, the black-robed guest had this question in his heart: "Why was he able to dodge the attack?" It stands to reason that his speed should not be able to dodge. ”

He reacted very quickly, and immediately recalled Harold's whistle just now, and he immediately deduced a conclusion: "??? An "animal blood contract" that can only be used by the orc clan higher-ups! There was a "contract animal" watching me secretly. Why can he, a human being......"

"Got you!"

A terrible voice came from above, and the black-robed guest's head subconsciously raised and met the black eyes.

The four eyes met, and then the axe blade falling from the sky took over the entire field of vision.

"Dragon's Armor!"

The moment before the blade of the axe fell, the black-robed man's face was covered with black armor.

However, with the help of the falling momentum, the axe was extremely heavy and fierce, and the blade of the axe smashed open a piece of armor on the man's face, and the bones of half of his face were instantly shattered.

Hit by the blow, the black-robed man rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment, hoping to distance himself from Harold.

Harold, who jumped from the tree, landed firmly on the ground, took a few steps towards the black-robed man, raised his axe, and continued to slash and attack.

The black-robed man was just half-kneeling and trying to get up, when the second axe struck immediately.

In a panic, the black-robed man raised his hardened scale arm to block, and the sharp axe blade cut through the black clothes and gloves on the black-robed man's arm, and the two collided fiercely, creating brilliant sparks.

The axe's attack was blocked, and Harold kicked the black-robed man in the chest.

The kick caused the black-robed man to spat out blood, which once again stained the one-handed axe and splattered onto Harold's face.

Harold was unimpressed, and he continued to raise his axe, ready to slash down again.

Suddenly, he felt that the blood he had just splashed began to heat up, and the blood stains on the axe began to smoke.

"Confusion."

The black-robed man looked up, and a pair of golden eyes that burned like flames met Harold, those with slender reptilian pupils.

Harold was in a trance at the sight of these golden eyes, and he blinked and closed his eyelids as if he were asleep.

The axe, which had been clenched in his hand, was now weak, and the one-handed axe fell to the soft ground of the forest, and the blade of the axe pierced into the soft mud.

"Sleep, my ..... Xiao Nian. ”

Someone whispered to him in the depths of his memory, and Harold closed his eyelids and fell asleep.

He stood like a statue in the deep night forest.