"Miss......" Ramrem couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, the feeling was even more terrible than making her face the magician, "There's a scuffle going on outside, and if you go over, I'm afraid it's dangerous—you don't want Mr. Swain to worry, do you?"

Obviously, when she saw her before, her resentment did not have this breath of despair, why did it suddenly become so terrifying now? Ramrem couldn't figure out what was going on with Sophia and what kind of power was supporting her.

"To my brother...... Excuse me......" Hearing this, Sophia slowly calmed down, and the breath of despair just now was gone. And looking at her expression, it seems that even she didn't realize what she was like just now.

Seeing that Sophia had calmed down, Ramrem breathed a sigh of relief, at least she had stabilized Sophia for the time being.

"But what are you talking about demon-casting, and what is summoning?"

Although Sophia calmed down, the calm Sophia seemed to be more perceptive, and she immediately asked a few words revealed in the conversation between Ramrem and Singid just now.

Ramrem swallowed, and now she could only complain in her heart about why Sophia's hearing was so good, completely different from her sister.

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"Your persistence has surprised me, Mr. Darees. In the narrow aisle, Swin and Yang met again, "Unfortunately, I have no interest in you, and you are not my opponent, so let the person behind you come and meet me." ”

As time passed, the fire was almost swallowing the entire building, and there were hardly any corners left without flames. Except for the place where Manfred was where he used magic to drive away the flames, the fires around here were also slowly approaching, and the place where Yang and Swain were was no exception.

The fire shone on Yang's still slightly immature face, and his white hair was also reflected in orange. The heat wave invaded the two people, and this duel was no better than the duel between Swain and Ernest just now, they had to deal with not only their opponents, but also always pay attention to the spread of flames.

"You were lucky last time," Yang took out his sword, three between the fingers of each hand, and took a stance, "I said that this time the outcome will be different." ”

Sven looked at this young man coldly, in the battle more than a month ago, they both knew each other's moves, and compared to Sven, Yang's disadvantage was too great, not only in terms of age and physical fitness, because Yang's fighting style was more focused on the use of skills, so once his moves were known by the opponent, then his battle would become very difficult, especially in the face of Sven who could completely consume Yang with huge magic power, there was no surprise, and Yang basically had no way to defeat Sven.

"Forget it," Swain also knew how stubborn this young man was, so he didn't plan to bother with foaming at the mouth, since the life and death of Count Hecate were unknown now, and there was such a big mess in the Ministry of the Interior, then he didn't need to worry too much, "Let me take a look, have you grown up in the past month or so, boy." ”

As soon as Swain's words fell, Yang had already bullied his side, which was more than a star and a half faster than the last time he played against Yang, far beyond Sven's expectations.

All six swords stabbed Swain in the abdomen, and because of the wound on his leg, Sven could not react quickly to dodge, so he had to eat this round of attacks raw. Just like last time, the experienced Yang attached a magic circle with slow magic power to his sword, trying to stop Sven's recovery power.

However, this move only worked for a moment last time, and Yang also knew that he couldn't hit Swain head-on, so after winning the first blow, he immediately retreated, far out of the reach of Swain's arm.

"It's another trick. Sven pulled out the six swords that had been inserted in his abdomen, and although the wound was healing slowly, it was still recovering, "What's next? Are you going to use your deceitful magic array again?"

Yang's face sank, his toes were forceful, and the whole person suddenly leaped up. The fire had just spread to his feet, and Yang didn't have the immortality of Swain, and he had to dodge all the damage as much as he could.

However, once in mid-air, Young also loses the point of borrowing, and Swain, who has learned the lessons from the battle with Ernest, will not let go of this opportunity. He quickly summoned a flock of crows, and the storm of black wings swooped down on Yang with a fierce feather.

The young battlemage was not alarmed, he had encountered such attacks several times before. The sword was condensed with magic power again, and the sword was thrown, and the crow in front was shot down, and Yang got a brief respite, taking advantage of this time, his body had leaned against the wall by inertia, and his feet were on the wall, Yang successfully changed the trajectory of movement, and quickly fell backwards to the ground.

However, Yang did not see any displeasure on Swain's face because of the miss, on the contrary, he seemed to see a smile without a smile on Swain's indifferent face.

The giant crow's claws broke through the ground and grabbed at Yang, and Sven, who had returned to his human form, no longer rampage as before, began to fight Yang with his usual strategy. This time he used the coverage advantage of his magic power to gain the initiative through distance.

Each of the claws' claws was like pillars, thick and hard, and watching them gradually close, Yang knew that if he was caught by these things, then he would definitely not be able to break free. He ran quickly, and the speed that instantly rushed to Swain's side reappeared, and even though Sven's crow claws covered a large area, Yang was the first to escape the cage.

However, Sven has so much magic power to squander, so why should he release only one magic? As Yang moves forward, many crow claw formations break through the ground, and Sven wants to use endless magic power to completely lock Yang in his cage.

"Damn!" Yang couldn't help but curse, these things appeared in his path like a shadow, Swain completely grasped the initiative on the battlefield, if he could have kept calm in the previous battle with Ernest and used his magic to block Ernest from a distance, then he would not have been beaten into this miserable appearance.

"Get out of here!" Yang knew that if he dodged like this, his physical strength would definitely be worn out by Sven first, although theoretically speaking, Sven's magic burden on him would be greater than Yang's physical exertion, but Sven's magic power was too huge, and he didn't appear to have any magic exhaustion until now.

The sword slashed at the crow's claw, and this time Yang's magic array attached to the sword was shattered and weakness searched, and he successfully broke the crow's claw that was blocking his way. But, to his surprise, a crow suddenly flew out of the cracked crow's claws, and before Yang could react, the crow's beak had already pecked at his wrist.

The skin of his wrist immediately opened, and the color of Sen Bai could be faintly seen, Yang let go of his hand in pain, and now he only had one hand to hold the sword.

The crow tried to bully, but Yang quickly pulled back the distance in pain, and the remaining sword-wielding hand slashed the crow that attacked him in two.

"It's disappointing," Swain walked forward slowly, holding Count Hecate's cane, "is that all you have and ability? With these old-fashioned tricks, it's like beating me? It looks like this time it's going to end up like the last time. ”

Yang gritted his teeth, compared to the last fight, today's Swain is stronger, and he has a lot more experience, if he really continues to fight with these tricks that Swain has known for a long time, Yang really has no way to defeat Sven.

Taking a breath, Yang put away his sword, and continuing to fight like this would only be more detrimental to him when one hand was already injured.

"I said it," he stared at Swain coldly, his eyes becoming more and more fierce, "this time, the ending will definitely be different!"

Sven's footsteps did not stop, and he was still slowly walking towards Yang, and the overwhelming flock of crows reappeared, surrounding Sven, like a black feather barrier that could not be broken. Sven was still unmoved by Yang's declaration, he was not afraid that Yang would use any tricks, on the contrary, he was looking forward to it.

Yang stood in place, clawed at him, but it didn't hurt him in the slightest, as if there was an invisible protective shield protecting him.

Sven narrowed his eyes, Yang had used a similar move last time, using the magic array to defend and confuse, but Sven didn't think that this time Yang would repeat the old tricks, and the trick he had already used once would have no effect.

The aura on Yang's body changed, and Sven felt a little familiar, and at the same time, a bad feeling swept over him. He immediately commanded the crow flock to intensify the attack, and although Yang had a protective shield around him as a defense, he was still rippled by Sven's attack.

"This is ......" Sven frowned, looking at the shield that revealed his true face, the spell on the shield was familiar to Sven, and it was the same shield that blocked his attack when his crow attacked Ernest that night in the Metternich family.

"That's right, this is the magic path of Count Hecate. Yang raised his hand, and a huge ball of fire formed on his tiny fingertips, "I want to see if you can regenerate your body after being burned to a pile of ashes." ”

A huge fireball rushed towards him, and the crows formed a defensive net five meters in front of Sven, Sven didn't want to get too close to him, he always felt that Yang would not be so simple.

When the fireball collided with the crow swarm, there was a violent explosion, and the body that Sven had shaped for the demon with his magic was quickly shattered, leaving only black feathers floating in the sky. But Yang's attack will not end like this, the second and third fireballs are formed again, in terms of power, Yang's fireball technique is indeed much stronger than Sven's crow flock, but the problem is that each other's magic power is not of the same level, even if it is Count Hecate himself who is standing here and facing Swain now, it is impossible to defeat Swain in magic power, as long as Sven keeps defending, sooner or later Yang's magic power will be exhausted.

Swain also saw this, he had great insight and judgment in his calm state, just like he had just played Yang between applause, once he took the initiative, the opponent would always be in his calculations.

Of course, Sven's calculations are not impossible to break, as long as there are strange tricks other than his intelligence, he can completely break Sven's control cage.

And now, Yang has such a hand.

With the demon's efforts to block, Sven slowly fell into a disadvantage, but Yang's magic power is still too shallow after all, although he has the upper hand, but his physical strength and magic power are seriously consumed, and if he continues to fight like this, I am afraid that he will fall first because of the exhaustion of his magic power.

Just as Swain's defensive position was retreating step by step, and his magic power was gradually bottoming out, Yang finally found the time he was looking forward to.

Swain's crow flock had been pushed to a distance of less than a meter from him, and Yang's killing move was finally used.

"You're finished!"

Yang roared, and in his last fireball, a pitch-black sword with an unclean aura wrapped around its entire body appeared. Burning with the last vestiges of his magic, he drove the great sword to stab Swain in the chest.

The aura on this sword made even Sven look sideways, and this aura was very similar to that of a person.

Manfred.