The ranking system within the Hunter Guild is strict and precise, and the ranking based on mission points has been the most important basis for reflecting the ability of each hunter for hundreds of years.

Those top twenty bounty hunters, looking at the entire continent, can be among the powerhouses.

The top ten, or even the top five, hunters can already be called legends in the killer world.

And Count Fastia knew very well that the man in front of him, codenamed [Nightmare], was undoubtedly a legendary-level existence.

In the Hunters' Guild, Nightmare is ranked third.

For half a century, he remained in third place, unchanged.

Even such a person participated in this assassination, what kind of terrible ambition did the person behind this conspiracy have?

Count Fastia gripped the hilt of his sword and felt a heavy heart.

The Nightmare took a step forward, thunder in the sky, and lightning once again illuminated the top floor of the tower, like a harbinger of impending mountain rain.

The faces of all the guards changed slightly, and at this moment, they finally saw that there was no shadow on the soles of the killer's feet.

His shadow was in his hand--- the shadow sword.

Over the decades, this sword has killed countless great people in the countries of the continent.

The Emperor suddenly spoke, "If I'm not mistaken, Your Excellency hasn't made a move for nearly ten years, right?"

Nightmare paused slightly, "The Imperial Military Department has done a good job of intelligence gathering, and I did quit the guild ten years ago. ”

"Then why did you come to assassinate me today?" said the Emperor, "I don't believe that a killer of your level would be interested in gold coins." ”

"You're right. Nightmare nodded, "I came to rest you in peace because of an old friend's request. ”

"Old friends?"

There was a cold light of indifference in the Emperor's eyes, "The one who can be called an old friend by you will never be the guys of the Dragon Lance Dynasty, the dragon knights have never liked to deal with the Hunter Guild, it seems that this old friend of yours is a certain figure in my kingdom, and his status is not low." ”

Nightmare was noncommittal and glanced at the location of the plain in the distance, "Your Majesty, there is no need to tempt with words, you are destined to die in this arena today." ”

"Morgan should be entangled with that demon on the plains of Olympia right now, and it is impossible for him to come back anytime soon, and if he is here, I may not have a chance to make a move today. ”

"That Magic Guild Master should have been sent by you to destroy the [Scourge] Circle, but unfortunately, the guy who came with me this time will not be able to stop him unless His Excellency Joy of your empire takes action. ”

"It won't be long before the magic of the [Scourge] will spread throughout the Colosseum. ”

Nightmare sketched a terrifying picture in a tone that was colder than an ice cellar, "In another hour, you will be greeted by tens of thousands of living corpses without reason and soullessness, and you will be like them, if you don't want your soul to not be able to ascend to heaven after death, it is your best choice to die under my sword." ”

"Now, the only thing you can do is to thank your ancestor Jupiter for building such a magnificent tomb especially for you. Nightmare said in a slightly sarcastic tone.

"It's a dead end!"

The Nightmare began to stride again, and a cold aura spread from his sword again, enveloping the tower.

Hearing Nightmare's previous words, the guards were greatly shaken, and at this moment, the aura emanating from Nightmare made them feel unprecedented fear.

Fastia stared coldly at the nightmare that came calmly, and dark cyan magical flames rose from the blade of [Disillusionment].

Escape has never been the choice of Juggernaut.

Behind him, an unknown powerful demon was approaching here, and in front of him was the top hunter of the continent.

There were thousands of living corpses crowded under the tower, not to mention the magician who hid in the shadows and created this human purgatory.

Although he had not seen Yunas's magic with his own eyes, from the nightmare's tone, Fastia was sure that he was definitely an extremely terrifying magician.

But, so what?

Fastia's heart did not waver in the slightest, but felt a hint of excitement, just like many years ago, when he stepped into the arena at his feet for the first time as a teenager, his whole body was full of boundless fighting spirit.

The bounty hunter struck.

【Multiple Refraction】

His figure resembles the ever-changing reflection of the waves on the surface of a lake, and even Count Fastia, who is a sword master, cannot capture the trajectory of Operation Nightmare.

Fastia couldn't be sure from which direction the deadly attack would come the next moment.

Or, will the other party directly attack His Majesty the Emperor behind him?

The Count slammed his sword into the stone slab in front of him.

The sword body of [Disillusionment] lit up with a cyan glow, and the magic power surged, and countless sword qi shot out.

The nightmare's erratic figure paused, and the originally planned refraction circuit was forced to break under the roaring sword aura.

Countless condensed cyan sword qi lay across his path, blocking every possible refractive direction.

It was a simple and crude response, but it was indeed the best way to deal with [Shapeshifting Refraction], and only Count Fastia, who was proficient in the way of swordsmanship, could find this solution in such a short time.

And at this time, Fastia made another unexpected move.

He let go of the hand holding [Disillusionment], stepped on the ground, and rushed straight to the direction where the Nightmare was, and smashed it out with an unpretentious punch.

"Look for death!" Nightmare said coldly, and a cold sword wind appeared out of thin air, and the shadow sword stretched and lengthened, turning into a thin beam of black electric light, stabbing Fastia in the chest.

The Shadow Sword is an incarnation of the shadow of the Nightmare itself, and can change its length and shape according to the user's will, making it strange and difficult to guard.

What's even more terrifying is that the Shadow Sword itself has the penetrating power to ignore all physical defenses, and only a weapon containing magical power can stop it.

And at this moment, the Nightmare Shadow Sword was accompanied by all his sword qi, stabbing like lightning, and the power was terrifying to the extreme.

Even if Roland used both the [Holy Guardian] and the Flame Armor before, in the face of the power of this sword, he would be pierced without any suspense.

Fastia didn't dodge, and the cyan flames spread all over her body, resisting the long sword formed by the shadow of the nightmare.

Materialized magic alone clearly couldn't stop the Nightmare from becoming famous, and the Shadow Sword easily pierced through the flame-condensed armor and sank into Fastia's chest.

But what Nightmare didn't expect was that Fastia suddenly let out a loud roar, his hands clenched, and the flames turned into countless nooses and entangled the shadow sword.

Looking at the past from afar, it was like two Sanctuary powerhouses in a tug-of-war.

"This shadow sword is your greatest strength, but it is also your greatest and only weakness. ”

Fastia didn't seem to feel the sharp pain in his chest at all, and said calmly, "When the time comes, I can abandon the sword, but can you?"

Nightmare's brow furrowed.

This sword was formed from his shadow and was extremely powerful enough to defy all physical realms.

But as Fastia said, he couldn't have lost his shadow, and then he too would die.

As long as Fastia doesn't let go of his hand, he must stand still and wait for Fastia to come close.

It was this that Count Fastia took advantage of, using himself as bait to force Nightmare to give up his greatest advantage and choose to confront him head-on.

The flame cord formed by the magic of the Sanctuary tightly wrapped around the Shadow Sword, and Fastia stubbornly endured the annihilating power of the blade, striding with difficulty, approaching the nightmare little by little.

The guards also saw the situation in the field, and knew that Fastia had restrained the Nightmare's movements, and their morale was greatly boosted, and several guards swung their swords at the Nightmare.

The Nightmare was confined to Fastia at the moment, unable to move and avoid the guards' attacks.

However, Nightmare just looked up and glanced coldly at the guards who were approaching her.

The guards felt a cold and silent sword wind blowing towards them, and their bodies suddenly stiffened and they couldn't move.

Black sword qi shot out from the shadow sword and slashed through the throats of the guards, and a sneering sound was heard, and the guards collapsed to the ground.

"Even if I can't move, it's not for you pieces of waste to come close. Nightmare said lightly.

He turned his head to look at Fastia, "If you defeat me, it is very likely that you will die here in the end, the number of Holy Domain powerhouses in the Holy Empire is very small, if you die, who will fight against the dragon knights of the dynasty in the future, is it really worth it?"

"It's worth it, because you can't threaten Your Majesty now. ”

Fastia's eyes were incomparably bright, "Life for life, I'm used to it, but you can't do it, because I'm a warrior and you're a killer." ”

"Unless you kill me, I will never retreat until I kill you. ”

"This is also a dead end. ”