Sven and Yang were unable to pose enough threat to each other for a while, and after a quick attack, there was a brief standoff. The crows still hovered around Swain, and Yang restocked with new weapons, both of them awaiting their next offensive.

However, compared to Yang's silence, Swain talked a little more. "Imp, since you're not going to tell me your name, you should at least tell me your purpose. Now that neither of us can defeat the other right away, in that case, we should have other ways to solve the problem. ”

"Are you scared?" Yang was disdainful of Swain's weak-sounding statement, he didn't intend to negotiate with Swain from the beginning, he wanted to completely defeat Swain, prove himself, and humiliate this self-righteous guy at the same time.

"You probably won't tell me that you're just coming to kill me because you don't like me, right?"

"So what do you think I'm standing here for? Your presence is proof of the absurdity of the idea that all men are created equal. There are always people who can be born with an advantage that others do not have, and this innate advantage needs to be compensated by others with several times the effort. However, people like you, who obviously have such good innate conditions, are just squandering these resources. I don't believe that all are created equal, but I believe in fairness and justice. It's unfair for people like you to occupy resources that you don't deserve, and justice must be applied to people like you. Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

I see, what a wonderful statement. Swain was not annoyed, but was interested in Yang's words, "That's right, you said it well, fairness should be everyone according to their own talents and efforts to get their due reward, justice is a weapon made in order to practice fairness." It's a shame if you don't study well, and you will definitely be able to become an outstanding scholar in the future. The definitions of good and bad are too subjective and too untrustworthy. People are accustomed to calling things that are good for them good and things that are bad for them, and even if they are not so relevant, they will consider the results of the extension to themselves, and then make so-called 'objective evaluations' based on the results of this extension. Your notion of fairness is very good, and you are not confused by extreme polarization, but judge by universally acceptable indicators. In that case, come, let me see your fairness, your justice. ”

With a wave of his hand, his demons let out a terrifying shrill crow, and more crows morphed from the black feathers that had been flapped off when their wings were stirred. This time, the crow flock gathered around Swain was bigger than it had been at the beginning, like a dense black cloud, obscuring the light.

Yang took a deep breath, and he threw out the swords in both hands, and the six swords were evenly inserted into the ground around him. Then he began to chant the incantation silently, and in an instant, a bright white light lit up where the six swords had been cut under his feet, and the outline of a magic array was outlined, and the six swords were the six horns of the six-pointed star.

The white light sent out a shockwave in an instant, shaking out all the sleeping people around them. The light was so bright that Swain couldn't see clearly for a moment. "I originally thought that I was just a magic swordsman who practiced swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that he still knew the knowledge of the magic array, which is really not simple. Swain rarely praised the white-haired boy he didn't know the name of, but he didn't mean to show mercy to his subordinates. The swarm of crows that had covered the stars and the moon launched a collective charge again, and this time, Yang had no way to stop these fierce crows with his sword in order to maintain the spell.

However, when the leading crows were about to rush into the magic array, they were blocked by an invisible barrier, and the magic array formed a magic barrier, and several crows that rushed to the front rushed directly forward, and even the magic shape failed to stabilize, turning into pieces of black feathers and dissipating.

"It turns out that this magic array is of a barrier defense nature, then, the spell that this little ghost needs to chant spells to maintain is not this magic array, it should be some other powerful magic. Swain quickly figured out Yang's moves, and then began to cast his magic as well. He used the same method he had done against Count Hecate, casting a flickering spell on his demons, and several crows quickly passed through the barrier, and then burst into the magic circle, directly taking the young man inside. Now, Yang had only two options, either abandon his spell and defend against the crow's attack, or endure the pecking of several crows and force the spell to complete.

Originally, in this case, Sven should have taken the initiative and advantage, but when Sven's demon really bit Yang's body, he immediately realized that something was wrong. Yang set up a trick for Sven, it was not Yang himself who was in the magic array, but an illusion created by mirroring, he was not preparing a powerful magic spell at all, he himself had already left the circle and hid it when the magic circle lit up with a strong light.

This plan was completely based on the information he had received from Swain, and he had studied and cracked all the magic and moves that Sven was known to, figured out how to deal with Sven, and formulated this killer move for Sven's weak perception of magic.

Sven immediately mobilized his maximum magic power to sense Yang, and soon, the remaining traces of magic in the air showed that Yang was located, and he had actually run behind Sven! Sven immediately reacted that Yang's target was actually Ramrem who was still in the alley, he immediately turned around, returned to the alley, and sent the few remaining demons around him to protect Ramrem.

Ramrem, who had been hiding in the alley, had been very flustered in her heart, if she hadn't been able to see Swain's back, I'm afraid she would have been unable to suppress the fear in her heart and run away. Fortunately, Sven only drove the demons to fight, and did not go into battle himself, and Ramrem, who only saw Sven's solid back, could still feel a little relieved. But when Swain hurriedly turned around and let the remaining demons fly towards him, Ramrem's instincts were that something was wrong and that his situation seemed dangerous.

She was reminded by her instincts, and when she looked up, she saw that the magician was on the roof of the wall on one side of the alley, his hands were already full of swords, and what was even more terrifying was that there were dozens of sharp blades floating behind him, all aimed at herself. The moment the white-haired boy threw out the weapon in his hand, Ramrem almost felt despair, tears of despair welling up in his eyes. Is this my fate, is it the fate of our people that cannot be escaped?" the thought crossed Ramrem's mind, and then her mind went blank.

Fortunately, the crows that Swain had left beside her immediately flew forward and blocked the swords with their own bodies, and Ramrem had already closed her eyes and waited for death, but she didn't feel the blades stabbing at her for a while.

This is the moment Yang was waiting for, and there were no guards left by Sven's side. He flung the sword in his hand at Ramrem, but the ones that hovered behind him were all aimed at Sven when he was drawn to the attention of the sword in his hand for a moment.

When Sven found out Yang's true intentions, an unhappy expression flashed on his face for the first time, being deceived by this little imp can definitely be said to be his shame. Dozens of swords almost pierced him through the heart with ten thousand arrows, and he was instantly pierced like a hedgehog, and even though Sven tried his best to turn his body into magic, the weight of so much metal still made him unable to move.

Yang appeared in front of Swain with his sword, and he still had the two sharp blades in his hand that had just been replenished, facing Sven who was already unable to resist and had no time to resist, especially when he saw the imperceptible unpleasant expression on Sven's face, a sense of pleasure surged in Yang's heart, the pleasure of a victor, the pleasure of stepping on others.

"I won. ”

With a faint mocking smile, Young stabbed the two swords across Sven's neck. Immediately blood gushed out, this time, Sven was really hit, the dozens of swords just now all had spells on them that suppressed and slowed down the operation of mana, and Sven didn't have time to turn his throat into magic. Young kicked Swain in the chest, and he jumped backwards with the force of the reaction, avoiding the gushing blood, and Swain was knocked down by the kick, and his body fell to the ground heavily.

Yang let out a sigh of relief, after all, he was still a little younger, and the upper limit of his magic power and physical strength was insufficient. The battle between him and Swain had only lasted about ten minutes, but he was already a little out of breath, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. This is not only because of the consumption of physical strength, but his magic power has also reached the limit, especially when he made dozens of swords in one breath just now, almost exhausting his magic power.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Yang turned and his gaze fell on the shivering maid. Although his current magic and physical strength are almost at the limit, it is still no problem to deal with a helpless maid.

Yang pulled out a sword from the sleeve of his left hand, this one is real, there are a large number of magic arrays engraved on it, and those just now are made with the magic arrays copied with the constant items on it, Yang only needs to use a small part of the magic power to make a sword, and then add some magic power to copy the specific magic array on the body, to give the replica a special effect, to some extent the same as Sven summoning a crow to make a demon. However, after all, Yang did not have as much magic power as Sven, and just now he made dozens of swords that copied the effect of the magic power retardation magic array, even if the copy only consumed a small amount of magic power, but the accumulation of dozens of them still drained Yang's magic power.

"You seem to be very afraid of me, Miss Maid, and you weren't at all afraid when you saw your master summon so many crows. Yang carried the sword and slowly walked to Ramrem, who had lost the protection of the crow flock, "Do you want to pretend to be pitiful, or do you want to ......?"

Ramrem, who was powerless to resist, had already been so frightened that she sat down on the ground, she held her head in her hands, and her instinctive panic had made her unable to think normally.

When Yang unleashed what little magic power he had left to sense Ramrem, he was suddenly taken aback by the message transmitted by the magic endings. "You, you're actually ......" Young's eyes widened and he looked at Ramrem in disbelief, he hadn't shown such an expression in the attack and defense with Swain just now.

Ramrem, whose true identity was discovered, trembled even more.

After the initial surprise, Yang finally slowly came back to his senses, although the identity of the girl in front of him really surprised him, but unfortunately his magic path was different from that of Count Hecate and his sister, they were the kind of elegant traditional magicians who could unleash powerful magic with the use of dazzling gems. Yang was, as Swain had guessed, a battle mage at best, fighting with his well-honed body and magic rather than an elegant researcher. Therefore, Ramrem is not as valuable to him as the average magician, of course, he can also choose to give this maid to someone else, but the best chance will still fall into the hands of Manfred. Even though Yang and the maid didn't know each other, he was reluctant to let such a young girl fall into the hands of a monster like Manfred. Young had studied with Manfred and learned about his research, and because of this, he knew how terrible Manfred's research really was.

Calm was restored, and Yang made a calm decision. "It's rare to see you, but you know that I won't let you go. ”

Facing the sword raised by Yang Gao, Ramrem could only hold his head and let himself not look at it.

And just as Yang was about to swing his sword, a hand grabbed him by the hair, and with great force pulled him, he was violently lifted up and pressed against the wall. The force weighed like a hammer, and Yang's head was slammed against the wall, blood running down his forehead. The hand that grabbed his hair did not let go, and still pressed him tightly against the wall, his face was scraped open by the rough wall several times, and his handsome face, which was still a little childish, was about to be dyed a blood-red. But Yang still tried his best to twist his head a little, and he looked at the person behind him who was holding him down with the extreme gaze of the corner of his eye.

"Little ghost, you're getting too carried away. ”

Sven's deep voice was like the roar of a demon dragon, implying suppressed anger and hideous pleasure. Yang's eyes could only see part of the corners of Swain's mouth, and the mask that had been frozen and stiff was now painted as a funny clown, and the mouth was bent into a strange angle, which made people feel creepy.

Yang didn't have any extra strength and magic power at this moment, he didn't understand why his sword didn't kill Sven just now, it had already pierced into his real body, or it was still a vital point in his throat, he was sure that Sven hadn't been able to manatilize his throat just now.

But now he didn't have time to think about the answer to that question. Although Sven now completely overwhelmed him, Sven made a mistake, he habitually grabbed Yang's hair with his right hand and pressed Yang to the wall, while his free left hand only grabbed Yang's left hand, and his right hand was not controlled. With years of training, Yang shook his right forearm almost instinctively, letting the sword in his sleeve fall into the palm of his hand, holding the sword back, stabbing backwards and stabbing Sven in the abdomen.

This sword is a genuine body, with more than a dozen magic arrays with different functions engraved on it, in addition to the sluggish magic just now, it also has effects such as igniting weapons, sharpening, and bleeding. After the stab, Yang lifted the sword again, cutting a huge disemboweling wound in Swain's abdomen, and because of the ignition of the weapon, Swain's clothes were still on fire, and the flames immediately consumed his black waistcoat and white shirt.

However, Yang's previous kills didn't work, and this sneak attack was even more unlikely to kill Sven. The wound that had been cut out began to twist and deform, and after a while, the wound became the beak of a crow, but Yang's sword was bitten to death, and a crow of much larger size appeared from Sven's wound, as if it had grown, shaped by magic, and the two wings of this crow were also transformed into new demons, pecking fiercely at Yang's wrist.

Yang, who was in pain, screamed miserably, and his hand was no longer able to hold the sword. He had already realized in despair that Sven probably really couldn't kill him, not only because he was able to turn his body into magic, but also because this person had actually fused with the demon and walked on the path of monsters.

"Little ghost, you're too good at mischievous. ”

Yang's rebellion made him suffer even more. The newly appeared demon whipped up a gust of wind and extinguished the flames on Sven's body, and Yang could barely see that although Sven had lost his shirt, his body was still unscathed, and even the wound on his neck was slowly healing.

The force tugging on his hair lifted Yang up again, and this time he was thrown out hard and smashed to the ground. Yang, who was covered in bruises, raised his head with difficulty and looked at Sven who was walking towards him step by step, because the clothes on his upper body were burned by the fire, so Yang could see more clearly that all the wounds on Sven's body were slowly healing, not only the wound on his neck, but also the wound that he had cut just now, and the dozens of holes left on Sven's body before, were slowly healing.

Sven slowly walked in front of Yang, Yang's vision was already a little blurred, and he felt that he was hallucinating, as if there were some misty black lines lingering around Sven.

"How is it possible......" Yang looked at Sven blankly, blood still dripping from the corners of his mouth, "It doesn't make sense, if you make your body magical, how can you leave scars, these attacks should all hit your body." ”

"Yes, it was a hit, I never said it wasn't. ”

Sven stretched out his hand and pointed out the alley, and Yang also turned his head desperately to look in the direction that Sven was pointing to, and then he understood, and at the same time became more desperate.

In the open space where they attacked and defended before, Yang's mirror image had already dissipated, and the magic array left behind was also dim, but Sven's crow flock was still there, but the people in the open space had disappeared.

"Are you scared, little imp?" the demons who were enjoying the feast flapped their wings and flew back to Sven's side, then reverted to their magic and entered Sven's body, leaving only a black feather on the ground.

With these infusions of life force, Sven's wounds healed immediately, and Yang knew completely that he would not be able to kill this person no matter what.