The ominous aura that swirled around Marcel's side began to grow, and his anger and resentment determined the power of the forbidden spell. www.biquge.info"Why do you want to get in the way of my revenge? Why do you want me to be so confused? That hatred that can never be erased, I will vent it with your blood!" His whole body trembled with anger.

Karl subconsciously took a few steps back, as the ominous aura on the guy's body began to gradually spread outward. Camilli endured the sharp pain from the wound in her lower back, and her body moved slowly towards the other side of the temple. The bodies of the resurrected believers she had eliminated were almost piled up into a hill, and Marcel resurrected the slain believers without restraint, so that there were corpses everywhere.

He's dangerous, Carl thought. In the next second, Marcel drew a dagger that flashed with cold light and struck at Carl. Karl lowered his body and dodged the opponent's dagger attack. He deliberately didn't fight back and jumped out of the way, hoping that Marcel would attack him from a distance. But Marcel didn't act as Carl thought, and he began to walk at an irregular pace, which made him look even more eerie under the ominous aura.

Karl's uncertain gaze scanned back and forth at the sector in front of him, he only had a revolver with bullets in it, and he couldn't risk reloading because Marcel could attack him at any moment. He also began to walk around the ground with an irregular pace, the hard soles of his boots rubbing against the ground making a "rustling" sound, mixed with the sound of stomach acid dripping on the ground.

Marcel jumped up unexpectedly, swinging his dagger and dancing a black aura, and a turn shortened the distance between him and Karl. Instead of meeting him head-on, Karl quickly swept a bobbing shot that grazed Marcel's dagger and flew past, forcing Marcel to pause briefly. He wasn't stupid either, and immediately after his first unsuccessful attack, he stepped back and put a proper distance away from Carl

"So, are you going to prolong the game?" said Karl in a provocative remark.

"I'm going to wash away my grudges with your blood!"

"Why not? There's never too much to play. In fact, I've had enough of that damp, metallic warehouse everywhere. Carl jumped, rolled in mid-air, and pulled the trigger with great speed. The first bullet was blocked by Marcel's dagger, the second bullet grazed the back of the dagger and slammed straight into the ominous aura, and the third bullet penetrated the aura and embedded it into Marcel's body.

With a twitch of his body, Carl landed smoothly behind him. Without too much pause, he immediately turned around, adjusted his body, and aimed at Marcel's back to blast all the remaining bullets in the revolver into his back.

"Every game has to end. Now, why don't we hurry up and end this game, because it's so boring that it makes me feel sleepy. Carl had never uttered so much nonsense in a fight as he did now, in fact he was angry, and his anger came from Marcel's attitude towards the guys who were fighting against Lotus. He wanted to kill them, and it was only because the adventurers were in the way of his divine revenge. Sure enough, he doesn't have any affection for people who like to go to extremes.

"I'll imprison you in the abyss of blood, and then drain every drop of blood from you!" Marcel roared angrily, and his movements suddenly began to speed up, but in an instant, there were several more cold lights in front of Carl's eyes. Carl didn't lose his pace, he immediately jumped backwards to dodge Marcel's three stabs in a second, and then slid forward with a sliding shovel that grazed Marcel's robe on the ground, trying to force the other man to turn. However, Marcel did not turn around, but moved a few steps in the opposite direction of Karl.

Camille appeared not far behind Marcel, and she didn't look like she was seriously injured at all. She slowly raised her right hand and gestured to Carl with her eyes. At first, Karl was a little confused, but soon, he understood everything.

She didn't attack Marcel, because she was sure that Marcel was focused on Carl at this time, so she calmly smashed the long-gathered thoughts in her hand on top of her head. The explosion of telekinesis in mid-air created a strong light, and Carl made the pupils vertical, turning into two narrow thin lines. In order to create the illusion that Camilli had been planning for a long time, he pretended that a bright light flashed into his eyes.

Marcel let out a brief low chuckle and stabbed Karl with his dagger as he believed to be genuinely affected by the light. The latter jumped up suddenly, jumping behind Marcel before he could react. The two revolvers, raised at the same time, and in a few seconds, a dense rain of bullets erupted, and Karl tried his best to suppress the muzzle jumping, and the impact point of this round of fire was more dense than the previous shots, and almost more than half of the bullets got into Marcel's head.

He stumbled, shook his body a few times, took a few small steps, and then fell headfirst to the ground. The sound of empty shells falling to the ground was a little earlier, and the crisp sound of landing seemed to announce victory in the duel. Karl's two revolvers were still smoky, and he silently inserted them into his holster and whispered. "Goodbye, Marcel. ”

"May you rest in peace......" Camilli walked up to Karl, lowered her head slightly, closed her eyes, she kept that demeanor for quite some time, Karl didn't bother her.

Ophelia came out of safety, her face lonely, her legs mechanically walking towards Marcel's corpse. She looked like she was going to faint at any moment, and Carl really wanted to go up and help her, but when he was about to move, Ophelia just shook his hand at him.

"Lord Marcel, I will not let the Blue Shinrikyo perish, may your soul rest in peace......" Ever since she knew what was happening here, she knew that this moment would come sooner or later. In this way, she was mentally prepared because she didn't even cry. Tears weren't meaningless, but Ophelia didn't want to do that, she had more important things to do than crying.

An ancient document slipped out of Marcel's robes, catching the attention of the trio. Ophelia stepped forward and picked up the book, gently brushing the dust off the cover with her hand. "If you can," Ophelia said suddenly. "Please don't tell anyone about the existence of this ancient book, okay?" she said with a hint of pleading.

"Any concerns?" asked Camille with concern.

Ophelia lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the cover of the ancient book. "This ancient book is a curse of the forbidden demon, and I must not allow it to remain in this world. ”

"Do you mean...... How to use the forbidden spell?" asked Camilli, uncertain.

Ophelia nodded, "After all the tragic things I've been through, I don't want the tragedy of Blue Shinrikyo to happen again, I don't want the tragedy that happened to Lord Marcel to happen again, so I must make this book disappear from this world." ”

"What are you going to do?" asked Karl with interest.

"Maybe I'll reseal it, the Bishop once taught me some ways to seal items. Although not very skilled, there is no problem at all with sealing a book. Ophelia replied.

"I see, but since the existence of this book is full of uncertainties, why not destroy it?"

Ophelia lowered her head and said with a gloomy expression. "Because there's also the knowledge that we, the Blue Shinrikyo cult, are studying. ”

"I see, sorry. But I'm sure we'll keep it a secret. ”

"Thank you. ”