Go back in time.

The blade formed by the ice elemental has a strange darkness.

Twisted cold and sharp.

The air that the blade cut through was slightly distorted.

"Sword of Judgment" is a spell with high lethal power that forcibly transforms matter into liquid and liquid into gas, and performs a two-stage attack through phase transfer and low temperature.

If an ordinary body is slashed by the Sword of Judgment, the body will die of frostbite at the cellular level, and ordinary healing magic is not effective at all, and it is only possible to be cured by other means after the necrotic body is completely removed through guò surgery.

The Sword of Judgment is the magic created by Evangeline, one of the spells she created during the darkest period of her difficult life in the past, so its effect has an indescribable cruelty and determination.

Phantom Yiwen swung the 'Sword of Judgment' in his hand and slashed at Hao Ren at high speed.

Hao Ren subconsciously turned sideways and avoided the sharp blow.

Under the influence of extremely low temperatures, the hairs appear to be frosty and inconspicuous.

"Hahahaha!!! I didn't expect that there would be a stupid person who took the initiative to choose the dark to save zài! ”

Instead of being surprised that his blow missed, Phantom Evan laughed loudly.

With the phantom Evan's laughter, the blazing white space around him changed.

The sky suddenly darkened, and countless dark clouds obscured the full moon and starry sky, and the whole space looked overcast.

The majestic European-style ancient bridge like the Golden Gate Bridge in the real world appeared at Hao Ren's feet, and the sea water below the ancient bridge was bottomless, dark as if it could swallow people.

Phantom Yiwen's body was shocked, and a black cape with a black suspender ** skirt, iron sheet fat, red lining, and huge bat-like wings was equipped on his body.

These three-piece sets seem to be standard equipment for her in battle, and they should be a bit famous.

With his back to the neon-lit Takahashi, floating in mid-air, the phantom Evan, whose hands shone with magical light, exuded a terrifying momentum.

Mixed with the calmness of the strong and the confidence in his own strength, the phantom Evan at this time looked domineering.

"What is darkness? Bareheaded! ”

"Light appears for shadows!"

"Day vs. night!"

"Good and evil!"

"Good and evil!"

"Order and Chaos!"

"Justified and unreasonable!"

As if admonishing Hao Ren, and as if mocking himself, Evan's voice was as vague as a spell, but it was shocking.

"Since you're here, it means that what you're looking for is simpler and more direct power!"

Phantom Evan looked down at the stupid Hao Ren with a powerful momentum, expressing appreciation and regret for this fool who appeared rashly and pursued darkness, at least, his courage was commendable, but it was just a little self-sufficient.

Facing the domineering phantom Yiwen, Hao Ren stared blankly at the exposed fat time, his lips opened and closed, and finally swallowed the words on his lips.

It's not that I'm pursuing any power, but I'm just getting here......

Looking at Hao Ren, who was unresponsive, Phantom Yiwen sneered, then raised his right hand and read the magic keywords aloud.

"Rick Rak Rak Lark Lyrak!"

"Ice Spirit, come here! Fill the atmosphere! ”

"Bring the permafrost and glaciers of the Land of the White Night!"

Although Hao Ren is only at the stage of lighter for magic, Hao Ren really feels the movement of the soles of his feet.

An indescribable chill and tremor entered the perceptual sphere.

Hao Ren half-squatted down, and the triceps, biceps, and quadriceps muscles of the calf showed obvious contractions and ...... Dilate!

The ground under Hao Ren's feet shattered and spread out like a spider's web!

"Frozen Earth"

Dozens of huge icicles broke out from under Hao Ren's feet!

Looking at the sharp edges of those icicles, which are even sharper than the swords forged by craftsmen, the fragile body of a human must be easily pierced.

Hao Ren, who had a premonition/palpitations, had already jumped into the air and dodged the deadly attacks below.

Well, the cold sweat on Hao Ren's forehead definitely has anything to do with that icicle wood that targets chrysanthemums.

"Tsk~ It's quite a battle instinct, it's quite strong."

Although it was only a tentative blow, in the face of the fact that the freezing effect of the "Frozen Earth" on the ground did not play at all, the phantom Ewen felt a little irritated.

However, at the sight of the bald head that jumped into the air without any focus, the phantom Ewen smiled evilly.

"But how do you dodge it?"

In Hao Ren's sight, the black light in the hand of the phantom Yiwen in the distance became more and more intense.

"Rick Rak Rak Lark Lyrak!"

"1,000 Dark Elves! Gather here and shoot through the enemy! ”

"Magic Marksman! 1,000 Dark Arrows!' ”

A huge number of dark elements, under the gathering and mobilization of Phantom Yiwen, turned into an overwhelming black light arrow, whistling, and shot towards Hao Ren in mid-air!

Hao Ren, crisis.

"Magic Archer" is the foundation of all elemental attack spells.

The effect is an arrow condensed from the elements, which flies out and attacks the enemy.

The arrows condensed by different elements have different effects, but in general, they are only the lowest level of attack spells, and they are generally just a means of piling up numbers to contain the enemy.

But as the saying goes, quantitative change produces qualitative change.

When the number reaches a certain level, even the most rudimentary spells will show amazing lethality.

With 1,000 magic marksmen, it is comparable to the strategic magic that destroys the miè terrain, but the magic consumption required is far from the consumption required for high-level magic.

However, releasing so many magic archers at one time requires more magic control than ordinary magicians can peep into, and only a true ancestor-level magician like Evan can release it as freely as an arm.

Hao Ren, who seemed helpless in midair, sighed in the face of the stormy attack that was about to come.

Although Hao Ren does not fight girlism, if it involves the life of his family, it is still necessary to fight back.

"With so many black bullets, if you hard-connect, you should die......"

Hao Ren didn't think he could avoid this dense barrage, but it was not Hao Ren's character to sit back and wait.

So......

Faced with the barrage that was about to have close contact and would make intensive patients feel painful, Hao Ren in mid-air just straightened his body, squinted his eyes, clenched his hands into fists, and accumulated strength.

"Hahahaha!! Tremble under the majesty of the Vampire True Ancestor! Mortal! ”

Phantom Yiwen seemed to have foreseen Hao Ren being beaten into a sieve and the scene of blood raining in the sky, and laughed loudly.

Death in this mental space is not real death, and the real-world body will die synchronously only after the trialist's spirit is unable to bear it and thinks that he has died. If the spirit is strong enough, it will not be difficult to resurrect and fight again.

Just as Phantom Evan was considering his next method of torture, a mutation appeared.

The biceps brachii and triceps muscles became tense in the violent contraction, swinging, retracting, swinging, retracting, and retracting, countless fist shadows appeared in front of Hao Ren in this way.

When those light arrows of darkness that could pierce through the iron plate touched Hao Ren's fist, they were like loose clods of earth, shattered by a punch and disappeared into the air.

Countless fist shadows have thus become a barrier between the magic archer and Hao Ren!

Continuous ordinary punches.

Hao Ren's unique skills learned from comics.

……

The expression, which had not appeared in nearly a hundred years, occupied the petite and cute face of the phantom Ewen at this moment.

Eye! Stare at! Mouth! Stupid!