"It's kind of interesting," Manfred licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes revealing a sense of excitement, "It's amazing that you summoned all four flame spirits at once, it looks like your magic has grown a lot." ”

Maintaining four Flame Elves was not a small drain on Count Hecate, but even so, he had to hold on to these loads, otherwise he had no chance of winning.

"Let the flames ......," he said, raising his staff and pointing at Manfred, "purify everything!"

The four flame elves rotated each other according to Count Hecate's command, turned into a flame tornado, and rushed straight towards Manfred, but Manfred didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging, and simply stood in place, letting this huge fire tornado once again impact his body into thousands of holes and shatters.

"Is that all!" The flames had burned all the flesh and blood in front of Manfred to ashes, and only the broken skeleton and back supported him, but Manfred still laughed wildly and taunted Count Hecate loudly, "Take out a little courage, Maxsimian, just like your ancestors, over the mountains of corpses and blood, over the huge gap between humans and monsters, come and kill me, try to see if you can kill me!" Hurry、Hurry！Hurry、Hurry、Hurry......”

The huge consumption of mana has had a substantial impact on the body of Count Hecate, but this blow at any cost still failed to fatally injure Manfred, this real monster, even if half of his body was burned by the flames, still did not die, and, obviously the blood on the ground had been burned dry by the flames, Manfred's injuries were still slowly recovering, without any restrictions.

The blazing flames also rapidly consumed the air in the cell, so much so that even the entire prison became difficult to breathe. Count Hecate coughed twice in pain in succession, and a red streak of blood slowly trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

"You've always ...... There are a lot of words. Count Hecate wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his white gloves were stained with crimson blood, "Is it a habit left over from that era, or is it because you are so lonely?

Like a cracked chrysalis cocoon being woven again, Manfred's body was restored to its original state. He was not angry at Count Hecate's sarcasm, but instead showed a look of remembrance.

"Ah—how I miss those days! The knights fought for a good faith in their creed, and no one feared a monster like me, even a mortal body, but was not afraid of wounds and death, as if blessed by a merciless Lord, whose knightly spears pierced one enemy after another, and all evil was dispelled by their courage. But now, these past virtues are regarded as dross, and human beings are indulged in the temptation of money and power, and do not hesitate to exchange everything they have for a moment of spiritual satisfaction, hum, hum, sorrow, yes, I am a pathetic and poor monster, but you, you do not even perceive your own pathetic. Maxsimian, if you really, really have the graceful virtues that you have always adhered to, then fear death no more, you were the man who was my master anyway, and now, come and tear my body apart with your magic, and fulfill your promise to the end!"

"As you wish—" With a loud shout from Count Hecate, the furious flames struck again fiercely, and Count Hecate had put aside his last doubts and devoted himself to the battle.

The flame tornado was several times larger than before, and the huge fiery vortex was no longer enough for a small cell to hold, and the flame storm gradually rose, like a real tornado, rolling up everything in the cell, including Manfred, including the corpse of Beria, who had been pierced through the scarlet spear, swallowing everything inside, rising flat, easily breaking through the ceiling, and all the way up to the sky.

In the vortex of flame tornadoes, Manfred's body was torn apart for the third time, this time the injuries were even worse than before, his limbs were cut alive, the remaining body was completely fragmented, and even Manfred's head was cut off by the cyclone.

Cut by the flames and air currents, Manfred's flesh and blood were cut off piece by piece, and soon only a skeleton remained, and in the end, even the skeleton was reduced to broken bones, and a strong man more than two meters tall was torn to pieces by the magic of Count Hecate, and there was almost no scum left.

Such a powerful magic is no longer something that a man-made structure like the Ministry of the Interior building can withstand, and the flame tornado breaks through not only the ceiling of the underground prison, but also the layers of solid and airtight reinforced concrete are broken through by the flame tornado, and the flames and strong wind, the fire spreads rapidly, and after a while, the Ministry of the Interior building is in flames.

Some of the people who had not yet reacted were swept up by the magic, some of them were swept into the flames like Manfred, and they were torn to pieces by the flames, and some of them were burned by the flames, and their pain could not be alleviated by the miserable wails, and they could only die in the most painful of the endless flames. And the flame tornado has been breaking through the top floor of the Ministry of the Interior building and still rising, still rising towards the sky, as if it is going to break through the sky all the way into the endless cosmic starry sky.

The power of magic was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, but such a powerful destructive power was not without a price, and the Earl of Hecate, who was still in the underground prison, was almost out of strength, and the drying up of magic power was more painful for any magician than dehydration shock. Because of the terrifying destructive power of the flame tornado, the Ministry of the Interior building has been crumbling, and from time to time huge cement blocks have been smashed down with steel bars, if it weren't for the Jupiter Sixth Star Formation that is still maintaining its effectiveness, it is still holding on to the magic barrier, I am afraid that Count Hecate would have been buried in the ruins and rubble.

Try his best to support the ground with his arms, but Count Hecate's strength has long been drained by the blow just now, and even the four flame elves have been dissipated due to the loss of the maintenance of their magic power, and the current Count Hecate is so weak that even ordinary people can't do it, and he doesn't even need a powerful magic force like Manfred or Swain to make a move, and now even a falling rock could kill him.

Eventually, the arm could not resist the spasms, and Count Hecate fell to the ground weakly. With his fall, the flame tornado that had lost its magical support and control suddenly disappeared into invisibility, and many of the remnants that were rolled up by it, but had not yet been burned to ashes by the flames, fell rapidly because of the loss of the lift brought by the flame tornado, and many of them rushed directly through the hole opened by the flame tornado in the building, and smashed into Count Hecate's side.

Because of the protection of Jupiter's sixth star array, none of these falling objects hit Count Hecate's side, and they had completely fallen to the ground, and the shiny dress was also stained by dust, and Count Hecate struggled to turn his gaze and look at these things that "banged" down beside him.

Many of them were unburned bones, and there may have been some remnants of Belial, while others were rubble, apparently carried into the sky by a tornado of flames.

These things are normal, but some of them are weird and creepy. Red, black, soft, sticky lumps scattered around Earl Hecate's body, at first glance they looked like minced muscles from a slaughterhouse, no...... Maybe it's human flesh, or rather, the flesh and blood of a monster like Manfred.

The large hole that was broken through by the flame tornado shone in the bright starlight from the outside world, and before I knew it, it was already so late. But at this time, Count Hecate did not appreciate the starlight kung fu, he no longer had any physical strength and magic, he could only lie on the ground, watching a group of bats fly over the moon, and the small figure got closer and closer, until it flew towards the ruined building that was burning with fire.

The strange flesh around the Earl was also slowly wriggling, gradually converging in one direction, although the process was very slow, but now the Earl of Hecate didn't even have a way to stop it, he could only watch helplessly and desperately.

The flapping of the bat's wings was getting closer, and the flesh on the ground was almost coming together. An ominous gust of wind swept the dust and rose for no apparent reason, blowing the flames around the building, gradually obscuring Count Hecate's vision.

"Ah, it's been a long time, this feeling of being beaten to the point that there is no scum left. Manfred stepped out from behind the strange wind, and his appearance was different from before, his original hideous face grew hair and beard, and his sharp chin protruded slightly, showing the characteristics of a Franconian.

Shaking off his long hair, the current Manfred has almost no resemblance to the previous one except for his voice, not only has he grown hair, but his face has become more handsome, and even in terms of the aesthetics of the current era, Manfred's honor is charming. And he no longer wore an ill-fitting crimson double-breasted gown, a close-fitting black robe with gold trim was draped casually on his body, like a dashing young earl from the previous era, and now Manfred could not see his former grandeur at all.

"Are you done with this?" Manfred stepped forward, the effectiveness of Jupiter's Sixth Star Formation could not stop Manfred's entry because there was no follow-up supplement of magic power, and he picked up Count Hecate, who was powerless to resist, "What about the rhetoric that you just said that you would kill me?" Your Excellency the Earl, don't let me think that you are a shameless half-ass, just now, at least just now, I really admired your courage in my heart, I really thought you were a warrior like your ancestors! But now, your miserable appearance really makes me angry, like a dog that can't stand up when it has a broken leg, and can only fall to the ground and whine and pretend to be pitiful. Come, tell me, are you a dog or a man? are you a dog, or a human? Come, hurry, tell me now, quick, quick!"

The weakened Earl Hecate had already struggled to even open his eyes, and the magic power quickly dissipated from his body, and if this continued, even if Manfred didn't do it, he would also die because of the emptiness of the magic power.

Seeing Count Hecate close his eyes, as if giving up all hope, Manfred seemed to be greatly shocked, and his fierce gaze just now showed a momentary shock, and then blood-red tears slowly remained.

"Is that so...... Are you just a half-ass? really, really, ......."

He gritted his teeth tightly, and his handsome face turned hideous with sadness.

"Poof"

The grinning face froze instantly, and the evil appearance gradually melted, and Manfred looked in amazement as he saw the blow to his abdomen, and even his clothes were unscathed, and he could not see any traces. However, just now, Manfred really felt that Count Hecate used the last trace of magic power to attack him, even if the attack did not even have any lethal power.

"Sure enough......" Manfred smiled happily and almost burst into tears of emotion, "you are as great and courageous as those men, and you will not give up hope that does not exist." ”

Excited, Manfred opened his mouth, his sharp canine teeth piercing into the skin of Count Hecat's neck.