For the first ten seconds, Brunei didn't feel it at all, and looked at the person called "Mr." with a confused face - the eyes that were still clear before suddenly disappeared after being closed, obviously the light was not extinguished, but his whole face was completely shrouded in the shadow of the hood in an instant, and Brunei even had the illusion that there was nothing under the black robe for a moment.

Perhaps because of this, Brunei felt a wave of fear in his heart for no reason. Then, the darkness in the black robe poured out like a stream of water, spreading, swallowing up the dim orange light, and Brunei was once again covered in pitch blackness, but unlike before, the invisible place seemed to be filled with eerie hordes of monsters, the slippery or sticky skin rubbing against each other, making an unpleasant crumbling sound, and Brunei was almost sure that he heard the liquid "ticking and ticking" to the ground, and the sound of flowing.

Brunei knew that this was just his own fantasy, that the performance of the "Confederacy Hellthing" was not so bad that it could not last for a few minutes, and he did not hear the sound of destruction, and the sudden appearance of monsters was even more nonsense - but he could not stop imagining it, and even, as time passed, the details became clearer in his mind.

There was a chill on his wrist, all over his body, and while he was shivering, it took a long time for Brunei to react, and the source of that chill seemed to be held by "Mr."

In the midst of constant fear and uneasiness, I don't know how long it took, a sharp tingling sensation burst open in the heart, which for a moment destroyed Brunei's state of mind that had barely stabilized, followed by dizziness...... Vertigo, is it?

The darkness faded in an instant.

"Mister's" eyes snapped open, his face full of disbelief, and he shook his wrist as if he was holding a red-hot soldering iron - strangely, he only "saw" all this, but did not "feel", not even the wrist that was thrown away.

His gaze slipped uncontrollably away from "Mister" and turned to Franks, who was standing not far away. His strong muscles tensed, and the originally clear lines instantly turned into lumps that seemed to be steaming with sweat.

Since becoming a mage, Brunei no longer feels how noteworthy the strength of the flesh and body is, even that unbelievably powerful little gangster is strong, and if he encounters it again now, Brunei is sure that he can easily win, he doesn't need to get into a bitter battle, he doesn't need to be injured, and he doesn't even need to be injured. But seeing Franks now, he still felt nervous, even terrified, even though what Franks really had to fear was his ability as a mage.

So, the corners of Brunei's mouth hooked upward, his head turned to the side, and he said: "Hehe, it's really you, little bastard, do you know how much you hurt me by doing this, you stupid monkey!"

【...... Alas, what's the situation?] The words that came out of his mouth were completely different from what he thought, which made Brunei a little confused for a while.

Fortunately, the system answered his question in a timely manner: "Nothing. It's just that I've been forced to take over your body—and thanks to the great success of your willpower check, you won't fall into a coma. Needless to say, is it more detailed?"

[Forced - Does that mean what that "gentleman" did?]

Brunei - The system-controlled body turned its head to the other side, pressed it hard, made a "rattling" sound, raised its right hand, ripped off the bandage that bound its left arm, raised its left hand and shook it several times at the light: "Hey, you just have a good look." ”

“...... Carlisle, you really turned out to be the spirit emblem bearer. The gentleman retreated to the edge of the wall, still gasping for breath and stumbling in a look of horror.

On the other side, Franks, who was already ready for battle, seemed to be much calmer: "That's what I said-is the spirit emblem holder like this......? Even I, who am not good at perceiving mental power, can perceive the danger and power in it. Is the spirit emblem such an exaggerated thing?"

His eyes flashed with a blood-like bright red light, and the monster who raised the corner of his mouth with a wild smile and split until the root of his ear calmly walked in the direction of the two: "You, you didn't answer my question." ”

It was the cold of winter, but Franks was sweating profusely as if he were on a dog day, and his body trembled unconsciously, and he watched as the monster walked past him and came to his husband. Bending down, probe, very close to the gentleman's face, then, with a sly smile, grabbed the collar of the gentleman's black robe, straightened up, and lifted it into the air—

"What the hell am I! Didn't I ask you just now! Do you know how much you have caused me to suffer! Are you deaf, you idiot!"

Mr.'s body trembled like chaff, and he was far more sensitive to the aura of spiritual power than Franks, and Mr., who was much weaker now, would be so afraid, probably it was a matter of course. However, a trace of disdain rose in Franks' heart, and then, he strode over: "Okay, Carlisle, don't get an inch!"

As he spoke, Franks raised his hand and flung out a wind blade. There are not many times left for the Wind Blade engraved on the magic emblem, but now that the task has been completed, the next thing is to take "Mister" back with him, and most of the rest will have nothing to do with him.

Brunei Carlisle, whose pupils had turned abnormally blood-red and were still faintly glowing, turned his head, opened his mouth slightly, and then quickly closed, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed it back, silently and motionlessly, watched as the wind blade blew right behind him, cutting through his clothes—if he could see the transparent and swift wind blade.

Franks' wind blade was deliberately deflected a little bit. After all, Mr. had said before that even if this Carlisle was the holder of the spirit emblem, now, Franks and the others should not have killed him - but now Franks regretted it a little.

The biggest difference between the spirit emblem holder and the average mage is that their magic emblem usually has a certain degree of intelligence, which can help the holder share a large part of the calculation and energy, and the clearest way to distinguish it, and it is also their biggest hole card, is that they can put their own spirit into the magic emblem, and to some extent, as the magic emblem, directly manipulate the magic element to cast spells. For something like this, perceiving the movement of the magical element should be the easiest thing to do.

Franks is not a person who likes to dwell on the mistakes he has made, his code of conduct is simple, if you make a mistake, then you can't fix it. Just as he was thinking, Franks raised his hand and tapped it, and two more wind blades shot out.

The corners of Brunei Carlisle's right mouth also began to rise, throwing off Mr. like garbage, his body leaned to the right, and then jumped up suddenly, with the bonus of the previous "low-level bloodthirsty technique" that had not faded, he lightly dodged Franks's two wind blades, one horizontal and one vertical. And the fact that he was sensitive to the elements of magic was enough for him to see through the movement of the wind blade was also clear - based on previous contact, Franks believed that Carlisle did not choose to use Mr. to block the knife at this time, but just threw it aside, which was also an unusual situation. This guy has fused with the magic emblem quite deeply.

After the "hum ......" landed lightly, the scarlet-eyed guy didn't pay attention to the gentleman at his feet, turned his head to think, and suddenly seemed to think of something funny, and said, "It's a rare opportunity, let me teach you, put aside those stupid calculations and unreliable plans and academic styles, and the real way of fighting." ”

The guy seemed to be talking to himself...... Emblem holders will have some changes in mentality and personality when using this hole card, and as a Emblem holder with many distinctive characteristics, it is not surprising that Carlisle's spirit is starting to become abnormal.

Franks was originally a mage who took the research route, and he didn't know much about the spirit emblem, but he had only seen it a few times, and he didn't want to think too much, so he calmed down and turned off the "Feathering Technique" that he had applied earlier, triggering the buff magic "Wind Breaker" engraved on the magic emblem, and then, he kicked the ground violently, and his strong body was launched like a cannonball, and before he could breathe, he had already punched Carlisle in the face.

The red-eyed monster only had time to fall back slightly, and it didn't even lift its hand, but just raised a finger - fireball?

"Breaking the Wind" allows Franks to be almost unhindered by the air during high-speed action, and Franks, who has long been accustomed to this state, is comfortable with both emergency stops and quick turns.

The afterglow will see the flash of the fireball, and the body has already reacted, throwing out the wind blade, turning sideways, falling, grabbing Mister, and turning back to protect him in front of him-

After completing this series of actions, Wind Blade had just broken through the stone core of the Fireball Technique. Ending the "Shape of the Breaking Wind", the "Feathering Technique" was reapplied to himself and to Mr., and the wind pressure caused by the explosion of the fireball pushed the two people who were as light as nothing, hung the doorknob on the way, pushed the door open, and was swept out and landed nearly ten meters away.

The cold moonlight poured down from above the trees, and by the time it fell to the ground, it had been cut into pieces, and a little further away from the house, there was no light in the vast dense forest. Franks smiled, this Carlisle is indeed an impressive guy, but unfortunately, he probably won't have a chance to fight him again in the future-?

The scarlet light flickered, even overshadowing the moon's light for a while, and the black figure left two red lights, flew out of the house, and pounced in front of Franks, the corners of his mouth and the scars were connected together, forming a smile that was not human: "What are you running? Our battle has just begun, senior?"