I had already discarded the steel weapons and armor that were difficult to carry at the foot of the cliff to make it easier to climb, but I had no idea that such a situation awaited me when I climbed up with my bare hands. Hell knows what the rotten lady is up to, and I must settle the looming trouble before me now.

The dense black mist dispersed, and circles of faint ripples visible to the naked eye vibrated out of Aiola's body, gently lapping against me like waves of the ocean. The Corrupt Lady's aura was almost condensed into a substance, and if it weren't for the fact that I had a certain affinity for this power, I would have suffocated to death on the spot under the shroud of black fog. Aiola's figure gradually disappeared in the thicker and thicker black fog, which made me dare not make any rash moves.

Iola's left eye was blind from her injuries long before she met me in the Hall of the Dead in Marcus City, and she said that she had accidentally disturbed a being more powerful than the Ghoul Lord while growing mushrooms in a Gounod tomb; In the battle just now, I caused a lot of damage to her only remaining right eye, and her vision should not have returned to its best state.

In that case, let's continue to drag on this lonely cliff. Although the poor visibility made me dazed in the fog, Aiola, whose eyes were injured, must not have been much better. The Corrupt Lady's purpose is certainly not for her priests and spokesmen to kill each other here, and it is believed that her hidden backhand will soon be revealed.

……

Like a high-powered signal source, the Corrupt Lady's breath fluctuations poured out from Aiola's body; As this source moves in my direction at a certain initial velocity, the frequency of the breath fluctuations I feel also increases significantly. By applying the principle of the Doppler effect, I was able to detect any action that Aiola made behind the black fog at the first time.

Sensing that Aiola was raising her blade high and slamming it towards my direction, I quickly gathered my strength and yelled in her direction.

“Fus！”

Under the impact of the unrelieved force, the dense black mist was briefly opened up a wide passageway, and along this pathway, I could clearly see the specific actions of Aiola. In addition, the impact of the dragon's roar also made Iola's body stagnate, and I took the opportunity to leap to the side with agility, dodging the cold killing machine that was one step late.

Aiola also has her own means of identification, probably not being able to receive the fluctuations reflected back from me, Aiola, who sensed that my position had been shifted, immediately stopped and retracted the one-handed sword that had been stabbed, and turned around to accelerate back to my new position to start attacking.

Aiola locks my position like a radar, but I can also predict her actions in reverse, and the back and forth of you and me can only lead to passing results. Realizing that the same offensive tactics were unlikely to cause me substantial damage, Aiola "calmed down" and stopped frantically exerting her physical strength to continue chasing me.

Silence before the storm? Just as I was wondering, a ray of light broke through the shackles of the black fog and reflected in my eyes, so that I didn't have time to react. Aiola has changed her attack pattern and she casts a destructive magic!

“Fus！！！”

Seeing that I was about to take Iola's fireball with my face, in order to maximize the power of the fireball, I subconsciously used a dragon's roar in the direction where the fireball was flying. The dragon's roar pushed through the black mist, and my vision returned to clarity, but I saw an unbelievable scene: a weak fireball fell apart after meeting the shockwave of the dragon's roar, unable to repeat the path it had set and continue to fly towards me.

It turned out that these condensed black fogs not only obscured my senses, but also hindered the flow of magical energy, and the fireballs thrown by Aiola could not reach me through the black fog.

However, the smile I had just shown was quickly re-frozen. Aiola also found that the black mist hindered the passage of magic, and instead of focusing on manipulating the magic, she controlled the black mist. The Black Mist of the Corrupt Lady has a high affinity for Iola, and a "black dragon" soon emerges from the lifeless black mist, carrying Aiola's fury and shooting at me with a powerful voice.

At the same time, the black mist around me also gathered into tangible "tentacles" under Aiola's control, firmly binding my body and making it difficult for me to move an inch. I had no choice but to arch my back to the cliff and raise my hands in front of me.

……

After a few seconds, the calm remained, and the violent shockwave did not work on me as expected. When I opened my eyes, I found an unexpected but reasonable change.

The black dragon, condensed by the power of decay, was shattered before it could even get close to me, and the reason for this change was the ring I wore on my left hand! The white ring seemed to have turned into a black hole, and the "black dragons" that flocked to me were completely sucked into the ring before they could make any resistance, and the "tentacles" that bound me could not continue to maintain their form under the violent siphoning and tearing.

Realizing that such an attack could not ambush me, a furious Aiola drew the blade from her waist and rushed at lightning speed, intent on striking a final blow at me.

However, Aiola did not expect that I had been completely liberated from the confinement of the "tentacles". Just as her blade was about to stab me in the chest, I rolled on the spot, sending Iola's thunderous strike out of the way.

Call...... Worst!

Before I could start rejoicing, another bad feeling came over me. It's not because Aiola turned around in time to kill me again, but because the place where Aiola threw himself into the air was the cliff that I climbed nearly ten meters high when I came!

You can't let her fall to her death like this! I quickly swooped back, grabbing one of Aiola's hands before she could fall off the cliff. However, Aiola, who was in a frenzy, did not appreciate it at all, and she still missed me, and she slashed at me with her sword with her other hand!

I don't want to save people and be dragged down. After twisting my neck vigorously to avoid Iola's slash, I quickly tore off my shirt with my other hand, using it as a rope to wrap around Iola's hand that I had held earlier, and the other end of the rope grabbed tightly in my hand, hanging Aiola in the air from the cliff.

Not...... I was relieved to see Aiola hanging two meters away, glaring at me unwillingly and not doing anything threatening me. Next, I lay on the edge of the cliff and looked down on the tragic battle on the frontal battlefield. (To be continued.) )