Renault was standing in the middle of the labyrinth at the moment, ready to fight at any moment. The labyrinth was silent, and Milos had long since disappeared into the darkness.

Thinking back to the blow just now, Renault regretted it indescribably, that great opportunity was missed, and I don't know if there was a chance to rejuvenate the monster with the head of the bull.

At that time, Renault's short-range burst was at an unprecedented speed, and Milos's bulky body had no chance to dodge.

It wasn't a simple straight line attack, but with at least six back moves, such as Milos dodging left and right, jumping up and crouching, or retreating and parrying, all of Renault's moves could handle with ease.

Milos looked at the magic swordsman who was advancing at great speed in amazement, he didn't expect the other party to be so direct, and the speed was beyond the limit of his dodge. But the surprise in his eyes vanished, and then, a layer of light flashed through his knotted muscles, and he smiled meaningfully, neither dodging nor evading.

Renault's momentum was like a rainbow of blows, and there was no suspense in passing through the bull head. When he stopped, the strong killing aura on his body gradually faded.

However, Renault did not have the joy of success, on the contrary, the sword eyebrows were twisted together, looking unusually dignified. For the blow that must hit is nothing but air. It was only then that Milos behind him distorted and dissipated, leaving an empty space.

Afterimage! Renault didn't expect the opponent's bulky body to use such an explosive speed, and only a strong person who majored in speed could leave an afterimage in the rapid movement.

No way, no matter how you look at it, Milos is also a power-type warrior, how can he have the speed of the main attribute level. What made Renault even more puzzled was that the huge bull-headed human body evaporated from the world and disappeared without a trace.

"Is it a half-field relationship?" Renault guessed.

"It's so smart, even the characteristics of my ability from half the realm have been seen through by you, and I am worthy of being a strong man who defeats steel golems and synths." Milos's voice echoed over the empty labyrinth. The specially designed walls have a great sound amplification effect, constantly reflecting through a complex and changing labyrinth, erasing the source of the sound. "You can force me to activate the half-domain ability - Labyrinth Double Shadow at the beginning, and you are still the first person."

Renault turned a deaf ear to Milos's praise. The current situation is extremely critical, and from the other party's sudden disappearance, Renault has glimpsed the scales and claws of the "Labyrinth Ghost". Even if there is no other effect in this half of the field, just sneaking in and out at any time is enough to kill any strong person.

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, drawing a crystalline trail on his smooth face. Renault shook the hilt of his sword, and the energy of ice and heat was transmitted from his left and right hands respectively, and Renault was also hovering in calm and fury at the moment.

He repeatedly admonished himself to be calm, and any irritable mood would lead him to the abyss of death. The enemy must be watching his every move somewhere, waiting until he makes a mistake.

In such a complex terrain, the best way to face an assassin who may appear at any time is to put your back against the wall, so as to at least deter the other party's surprise attack. But this is a semi-field, and the walls and floor are part of the whole of Milos, and Renault has no doubt that even the ceiling is also an excellent location for him to sneak.

It was a battle with no chance of winning, at least for Horsen and Medilia.

But Renault is a true powerhouse who survived Purgatory after all, beating countless levels that are bound to fail, and defeating countless unbelievably strong opponents. Just one and a half fields, can you trap him?

Just behind Renault, in the walls of a labyrinth, a pair of egg-sized eyes suddenly appeared, in the dark corner where no light spreads, it looked unusually strange and abrupt, which was Milos's unique bull's eye. The darkness in the labyrinth was not a barrier to his vision at all, but a better way to help him hide his true body.

Seeing Renault's tense body and slightly stiff defensive stance, Milos smiled silently, and the ugly cow's face completely loomed from the wall. Renault seemed to sense the other man's gaze, and turned sharply, only to see the same labyrinth walls as his surroundings. Milos went into hiding again.

Here, Renault seems to have to rely only on his sixth sense, intuition, to feel the hostility that seems to be there. It felt ethereal and insubstantial, and in this case, the pressure on Renault was more than a drain on what little energy he had left.

After repeated fierce battles, the injuries suffered can be recovered with the help of Medilia's endless magic skills, but physical strength is the hidden attribute of the Creation God Domain, and all players can feel its existence. Most of the physical overdraft is slowly recovered by resting, but in the enemy fort, rest has become a luxury. And there seems to be a mysterious force in the castle that is interfering with the recovery of the three of them.

It wasn't until later, looking through the data book stolen from the castle, that Renault realized that the function of the mobile city was not only "moving", but also suppressing the recovery effect of mana, physical strength, and HP in terms of restraining invaders.

Fortunately, she was accompanied by a beautiful magician who was captivating the country and the city, and under the endless divine magic, the suppression of magic power and HP was not so significant. However, the exhaustion of physical strength will seriously affect the direction of victory or defeat in battle. Especially as the output of the team's main attack, the consumption of physical strength is simply not something that Hawson and Medilia can imagine.

Milos is waiting until the opponent's physical strength, energy, and will reach the limit to launch the final sneak attack, as a warrior, the explosive power may not be as earth-shattering as the killer and assassin, but in connection with the half-field to the strength and speed bonus, Milos is enough to have the ability to kill with one hit. Of course, it depends on luck.

Time passed minute by minute, Renault had countless fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, the muscles of his face were tense, his spirit looked quite haggard, and his face was frighteningly white. This is a manifestation of extreme overdraft.

Suddenly, Renault's body shook slightly, and the essence in his eyes that had been maintained was a little dim.

How could Milos let go of such a wonderful opportunity, he disappeared from the wall of observation and observed, and in the blink of an eye, he emerged from the ground, his huge body did not make a sound, and the dim environment did a good job of hiding his huge shadow from the demon swordsman who was watching ahead.

"Die!" Milos thought silently in his heart, and the huge two-handed hammer was raised above his head, and as long as he fell, the handsome magic swordsman in front of him would turn into a pile of mud.

Renault, who had not yet recovered from his trance, suddenly curled a strange arc at the corner of his mouth, and in the energy perception, Milos was like a bright lamp, flashing bright light in the dark night.

Holding his sword, turning, and interlacing his hands, a series of movements were completed in an instant, leaving only a stunned Milos, who could never have imagined that his position had been revealed.

The feeling of the twin swords breaking through the defense, cutting, and expanding the wound in the flesh and blood was so strong, because the hesitation speed was too fast, when Renault swung the sword and slashed and appeared three meters behind him, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

The severe pain brought the nervous system to the brink of collapse, and the originally toned deltoid abdominal muscles had already become blurred with flesh and blood, and large pieces of muscles were missing in the cutting and penetrating of the double sword, and some organs were shattered into countless small pieces under the fierce attack, accompanied by the flying flesh and blood sprinkled around.

The hammer of annihilation, which had been raised high above its head, never fell, for the Demon Swordsman was long gone.

"You've already lost!" Renault announced.

Milos vomited a mouthful of blood, accompanied by small fragments of organs. At this time, he finally knew that Renault, who was good at attacking, was still an expert in perception, and his every move had already been exposed to unknown perception.

"What a cunning boy, your weakness and nervousness just now are all playing!"

Renault turned around slowly and said, "Of course, but you're the only one in the audience." ”

Milos didn't laugh angrily: "Haha, it's been a long time since I've met a fierce opponent like you, it's interesting." Of the two hundred and twenty-one I have encountered, you are the most powerful and cunning. ”

Renault one Rin, two hundred and twenty-one! This means that two hundred and twenty players have died under his hammer. "It's a pity that you never get a chance to meet the two hundred and twenty-second again." With that, he strode towards the badly wounded and bleeding Milos, his twin swords making a sharp whistling sound as they rubbed against the air.

When two enemies meet, one will die. There is no room for turnaround, and in a world where either you die or I die, kindness is cruelty to oneself. What's more, no matter how you look at the biochemical weapon in front of you, you don't want to be good.

"Don't worry, boy, our battle has just begun!" After vomiting blood, Milos recovered a little bit of energy, but in Renault's eyes, it was just a reckless ability to be strong on the outside.

He is very confident in the killing blow that just fused the reincarnation of the demon fight and the demon heart of the riot, and now the bull head is at the end of the crossbow, and the HP that fell to the alarm area proves his judgment. If it weren't for the fact that the opponent's body was too high, the blow just now should have landed on Milos's chest, and now Renault is facing a dead body.

The riot demon heart that was auctioned at a high price is really a magic weapon that people are more than able to buy.

"Do you still have a chance of winning?" Renault scoffed. In this case, even without the blessing of the Riot Demon Heart, as long as one more blow is added, it is enough to take the life of this biochemical powerhouse.

"Others may not have it, but I, who own half of the field, am an exception." Milos especially accentuated the word "half-field", which also revealed a bit of confidence. "You're from the Department of Perception, only a strong person who specializes in perception can find out my traces, let me guess what your perception skills are. Well, it must be energy perception, or a level 2 sacrifice skill! ”

Renault was stunned for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal: "What do you know, do you still have room to turn the tables?" ”

Milos said abruptly: "Guessing means that I have figured out your hole cards, and the next moment is when I show the true power of the half of the realm." ”

With that, Milos dived underground again. Only the Demon Swordsman who began to regret not killing with one blow was left.