"Drink!!" the black liquid seeped through the gap in the bandage wrapped around Cyril's forearm, covering his hands and turning into two sharp claws, facing the two wolves that rushed towards him, Cyril raised his claws and tore one of them apart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The blood-red wolf did not die immediately after being torn from the middle of the waist by Cyril, but a thin red line suddenly appeared in the two torn bodies, which continued to thicken, and then the two torn bodies merged back together.

The blood-red wolf, who had just finished repairing his body, stood up and rushed towards Cyril, but if you looked closely, you could see that it was slightly smaller than it was at first.

With a twist of his body, Cyril's two sharp claws slashed through the bodies of the two wolves, tearing them all apart from the middle, and he also grabbed the head of one of the wolves and slammed it to the ground, and the ground of the bluestone bricks was instantly cracked by his blow.

Raising his head, just as Cyril thought that the two obstacles had been solved, he was going to go over and fight Nicholas.

The wolf that was torn apart just now, and the wolf that was smashed into the ground and the entire upper half of his body collapsed into a puddle of red liquid, all returned to their original state.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Cyril kept moving his two sharp claws, and thought to himself with a little headache: "Trouble, the entire upper body was smashed and can still recover so quickly, it doesn't seem to be a creature!"

Thinking of this, Cyril couldn't help but feel a slight headache, this kind of stalking, and extremely resilient monster was one of the types of enemies that gave him the most headaches.

Two claws pierced the necks of the two wolves and threw them high into the air, seizing the moment when Cyril pulled his leg and rushed towards Nikolai.

Without the slightest pause, when he was about to touch Nikolai, Cyril pulled his right arm back hard, and then stabbed his claws straight into Nikolai's face.

However, just as he was about to hit Nikolai, Cyril suddenly felt a strong force stop his movements.

Raising his head, Cyril looked in surprise at Nikolai, who had been closing his eyes and not knowing what magic was working, and reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Feeling the tremendous force that could almost break his wrist, Cyril gritted his teeth and leaned, and his left paw stabbed Nikolai's abdomen.

After looking at Cyril who was thrown out by himself, and feeling the rapidly declining power in his body, Nikolai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought with some trepidation: "Great, it just so happens that my transformation magic has not been completed at the moment he attacked just now, and that powerful power has been retained, otherwise if he hits the head with that blow, he will definitely end up with a direct death." ”

After watching Cyril deftly roll over and stand up, a smile tugged at the corner of Nikolai's lips, and he disappeared from the spot at a rather ghostly speed, and then appeared behind Cyril.

As soon as his complexion changed, Cyril turned around and wanted to attack Nikolai who appeared behind him, but he saw Nikolai raise his right hand and snap his fingers lightly, and a blood-red tornado instantly appeared at Cyril's feet and covered him all over.

The blood-red tornado was mixed with inexplicable sharp objects, and the sharp attack slashed Cyril with wounds all over his body.

However, the smile on Nikolai's face did not disappear, and Cyril actually broke the blood tornado by force, and then he pierced Nikolai's abdomen with a dip behind his left paw.

"Ahem!" Nikolai, who was suddenly hit hard by this, spat out a mouthful of blood, his immortal body was not as strong as Cyril's.

Although the puncture in the abdomen certainly did not cause him to die, this level of injury and damage to his internal organs still made him feel a sharp pain, and even his body's reaction was a little sluggish.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cyril forcibly twisted his body, and his claws grabbed Nikolai's head, but at the last moment, Nikolai still hunched his waist to dodge Cyril's attack, and with a turn of his left hand, he backhanded Cyril's abdomen.

I saw that a palm-sized blood-red ** magic circle immediately appeared where he was attached to Cyril's abdomen, and then a fist-thick pillar of blood-red light emerged from it, instantly piercing Cyril's left abdomen.

His pupils shrank, Cyril didn't expect the blood magic to have such a strange effect, and his pierced left abdomen felt an abnormal magic power that was constantly spreading throughout his body.

Although the corrosive power of this magic force was far less than that of the mud of sin, it still slowed Cyril's reaction by sixty percent for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nikolai immediately pulled back and fled from Cyril's attack range before he covered his abdomen and began to use his magic to repair the damaged area.

Watching the wound on his bare skin that had been slashed by the blood tornado just now gradually recover, Cyril took a deep breath and began to mobilize the magic power in his body to suppress the corrosive effect of the blood magic power.

Cyril, who was still a little shaky and seemed unable to even stand on his feet, had basically recovered within a few seconds, and although the wound in his abdomen was healing very slowly, it didn't seem to be in the way.

Nikolai, who was holding his abdomen and mobilizing his magic power to repair the damage to his internal organs, was extremely shocked when he saw this scene: "He is definitely not a normal creature, is he? After being eroded by my blood magic, he can recover in a few seconds? A normal creature should turn into a pool of blood after being eroded, even if his physique is tenacious, he will have to lie down for at least two or three days, what is this guy......"

Thinking of this, Nikolai didn't make any more reservations, the blood-red ** power that was faintly emitted from his whole body began to swell irregularly as if he had been stimulated by something, and then, the blood-red magic power covered a range of several meters around him.

With the faint smell of blood, the wound on Nikolai's abdomen had healed in an instant, but a blood-red mark suddenly appeared in the middle of his eyebrows.

"Yes, Cyril, it would be unwise to continue to retain my strength if I fought you, and now I will show you my true strength!"

His face changed slightly, and Cyril raised his foot and flashed back, but as soon as his body moved, Nikolai suddenly appeared in front of him, and his right hand also grabbed Cyril's neck.

"Feel...... Strength!!" A blood-red tornado covered the bodies of the two of them, accompanied by a strong smell of blood, and from inside the blood tornado came the sound of sharp blades entering flesh.

Gritting his teeth to endure the sharp pain all over his body, even if his neck was stuck, Cyril did not lose his combat effectiveness, and he raised his hand and poked it into Nikolai's eyes.

Nikolai's left hand flickered slightly, and Cyril felt his arm lighten, and then he saw that only about a third of his right forearm was left, and the front half and his right palm were all gone.

"......" pupils shrank, and Cyril was shocked to find that he had not been able to see Nicholas's movements at all, and even the severance of his arm was only a matter of moments.

A hideous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Nikolai's naturally lowered left hand burned with blood-red flames.

"I'd like to see if you'll be able to recover if your whole body is burned to the ground!?"

The body swung back hard, and Cyril's legs kicked Nikolai in the chest with the help of force, and the powerful force even Nikolai, who had completely liberated his power, could not stand it, and he felt a crisp sound in his chest, and at the same time, a sharp pain surged up.

Unable to help but let go of his hand, Nikolai covered his slightly sunken chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Quite capable......"

Clutching his right forearm, barely keeping the mud of sin from leaking out of the wound, Cyril gasped for air.

When he was hit by the blood tornado just now, every time he was cut out of a wound on his body, the blood magic power would penetrate into his body a little, although the corrosive power of the blood magic power was not as strong as the mud of sin, but if it was accumulated a lot, it would be enough to cause him a lot of trouble.

Feeling the numbness in his limbs, Cyril shook his head vigorously to get his already sluggish brain back to work.

As the magic power of the mutation continued to spill into the forearm, Cyril's severed arm regenerated itself at an extremely fast speed, and it didn't take long for it to recover.

Staring at Nikolai who was slowly walking towards him with his eyes wide open, Cyril gritted his teeth, he raised his left foot and stomped on the ground hard, and then more than a dozen black blades suddenly rose from the ground.

These black blades spread and elongated with Cyril as the origin, aiming at the vital points all over Nikolai's body and stabbing at them.

Blood-red flames burned from his clenched fists, and Nikolai crossed his hands and swung forward, and the blood-red flames instantly shattered the black blade that stabbed him.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, Nikolai rushed towards Cyril, and he shouted loudly: "Give up resistance, now the blood magic power in your body is more than ten times that of just now, even your recovery ability can't recover so quickly, right?

Seeing that Nikolai was getting closer and closer to him, Cyril suddenly took a deep breath and shouted, "Feim-Zii!!"

Just as Cyril yelled the two syllables out of his mouth, his body suddenly twisted, and then completely transformed into something made up of some kind of blue, translucent liquid.

Nikolai's attack pierced Cyril's body with both fists burning with a fiery red flame, and then slammed into the ground behind him.