"You don't have to be sarcastic, I'm going to kill Andy too. Although you have a place in front of Tyrann, in front of me, you are a wretch. If you don't want to shoot, stay away, I don't want to show my skills in front of the Joker. Victor grinned lewdly and reached into his arms, and a brocade box that shimmered purple was taken out.

Andy lifted the confined space, he didn't know if Achill was safe, his mind was confused by the growing desire for revenge, and the energy from the staff of Benedict solidified the lava that was about to move on the ground. He stood firm, his strong wings rising and falling with his breath. "That's my father's relic!" Andy bared his fangs, his terrifying voice like a demon from hell. His hands were bruised, and his entire body was surrounded by a thick purple mist. Suddenly, a flash of white lightning shot out from the handle of Benedict's staff. Victor grinned contemptuously as he raised his right arm slightly, and the two streams of magical energy collided in an instant.

The huge shockwave of "Boom ......" swept Eric's mansion to the ground, and Eric barely stood on his feet, looking at the ground that had been flattened by the shockwave and Tracer not far away. "Good! I just like the way you look. With a wave of his hand, Victor dispelled the fog around him. Andy lowered his head and locked on Victor's chest with a hateful gaze, he knew that he didn't have many opportunities, and if he really fell into the embarrassing situation of losing both, I am afraid that the trip to the valley would be the end line of his life.

Victor snorted, and he felt more and more that Andy was like a mad bull, and the black energy that was about to overflow could definitely activate the Storm Altar. He opened the brocade box in his hand, and then shouted, "I will take your weapon first, and see what else you can do." As soon as the words fell, Andy's staff of Benedict began to tilt in Victor's direction, and he tightly grabbed his weapon while unleashing the power of the tides, a barrier of pure water separating Victor from Andy.

"Damn, what's going on?" Eric grabbed the Eye of Harris tightly with both hands, the artifact crowned with the Necklace of Doom was being attracted by the brocade box, the cracked flesh on his neck was squeezed, and a strong smell of blood followed.

"I knew for a long time that this chaotic world would pay for everything I endured. Now it seems that the torture I endured inside the Black Gate was worth it. High Priest!hahaha...... Your plot will fail, and I will return to the pinnacle of power once again!" Victor's words fell, and the Eye of Harris strangled Eric's neck. The necklace lacked blood clinging to the surface of the box, and as Eric's body lay in a pool of blood, the glittering brocade box sucked the Eye of Harris into it.

Victor flipped the brocade box over and examined it carefully, a hint of disdain and satisfaction appeared on the corners of his mouth, everything around him seemed to stand still at this moment, and he said with satisfaction to the headless corpse, "Perfect! Very perfect! Eric, I really didn't expect you to pay off the totem pole debt in this way." Actually, I'm not going to sacrifice you, really! Andy can testify. Hahaha...... "This lewd Auston magician can't control his excitement anymore.

Feeling the blood, Trist leapt onto Eric's corpse. For the two Buniels, Eric spent his life in pursuit of a love that did not belong to him, and although he eventually obtained Trist's body, he lost his life in his official residence. Before he died, he was also fed by Trist. Perhaps Andy didn't expect that Harris's decision changed his life and Eric's life. The word hatred has never been ignored by Eric, and it is the only spiritual pillar that he has transformed from an object of destruction to a demon who destroys others.

Trist is pitiful, but she's now formidable, and by sucking Eric's blood, she's evolved into the Queen of Darkness. This innocent and lively princess Bunier has long forgotten her companion in Cloud Mountain, and now her mind is filled with the power of dark magic, and possession and conquest are her only goals.

"That's it, I hope that Taryn guy won't get me in trouble for losing a dog. After Victor finished talking this nonsense, he prepared to go to war with Andy again. He could feel the powerful magical power behind him, he didn't believe that Andy had completed his magic cultivation by his own efforts, and the lost energy of the brocade box had to be recovered.

"Aren't you a bit of a boss?" Taryn suddenly appeared in front of Victor, he looked at the "ally" holding the brocade box with great displeasure, and the verbal questioning was secondary, the flame that was about to fall was definitely telling. Victor unloaded all his magical power with a wave of his hand, he knew that Akatsuki's plan was perfect, and he was indeed a little anxious to start so early. He pointed to Trist, who was still sucking Eric's blood, and said, "Your dark slave is so powerful now, I don't think you'll be able to submit her." ”

Tyron lowered his eyes and threw the power of lava across the plane, the broken porcelain tiles reduced to ashes with the sound of the explosion. He dismisses the warnings of his "allies", but it is the rampaging Andy who has to think about it. "You actually got the power of the tides?" asked Tyron, turning his head and asking aloud. Andy's eyes widened, his feet digging deep into the dirt. "You're all going to die today!" As soon as Andy's words fell, the staff of Benedict was plunged into the hard ground, and countless bolts of lightning struck like blood in the skin like Tyron and Victor.

"Be careful!" Victor scurried up to Tyron, the cunning Auston man knew that the magic might not be able to hurt Tyranny, but the purpose of doing so was obvious. Facing Victor's humiliation, Taryn disagreed, and he stared at Andy cautiously, for him, activating the Storm Altar was his goal, and it didn't matter who would provide this black energy.

Andy's right hand released the Staff of Benedict, and the dragon's head, which had been spraying ball lightning, snaked upward, and the silent night sky was instantly enveloped in dark clouds. "The smell of your bodies makes me sick! Only endless lightning can clear it. Andy's hands clenched into fists, and crackling lightning kept flowing on the back of his bruised hands. "Doomsday Judgment!" Andy finally comprehended the skill of the guardian dragon, and countless bolts of lightning slashed towards the valley, and Victor sneered and disappeared in front of Tyron.

"Oh! no!" Doomsday Judgment smashed into Tyron with the power of thunder. Vera leaked her head from the ruins, and she watched as her father was struck down by Andy's magic, and the pain that had been holding back in her heart for so long was instantly dissolved. But after a few moments, she shed tears of sadness. "What are you crying about?" asked the crazy Eugene as he looked at Vera with tears on his face. "Hmm, isn't that my alchemist?" Eugene rushed to Trist before Vera could react, and he bent over to look at Trist, whose mouth was full of blood.