Perhaps what Seghardt had said came to pass in the next few seconds, the lightsaber stabbed through the fragment and into Marcos' heart in defiance of Purmon's obstruction. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info If it weren't for Maffeo's timely interference behind it, Marcos's heart would have been pierced by that dazzling lightsaber. Although the latter also used all his strength to dodge the attack, his current posture was very unsightly, and the embarrassment was the best word to describe the current Marcos.

After failing to attack, Seghart turned around and began to deal with Maffeo, who had been harassing him from behind, his gilded armor covered with a dazzling white light. Now it was like a creature completely encased in the magic of light, and Maffeo could no longer see anything from its body except a dazzling glow.

The aura that had formed in an instant didn't give Maffeo enough time to react, and he almost watched as the aura brushed against his body, and then he felt himself flying backwards, the smell of metallic blood in his mouth filling his nostrils at the same time. He spat out a mouthful of blood as he slammed it to the ground, and it dotted the marble floor, and Kazan grew more excited, which was exactly what he was expecting.

"What are you waiting for?" Cazan's voice resounded in Maffeo's heart.

"You're still hard at nature, Kazan. Maffeo quipped.

"Haha, that's what you say about me?"

"Do you want me to praise you?"

"Not really, I just want to kill. ”

"That's right, there's no need for a guy like you. Maffeo closed his atrium, he didn't have the extra time to fight Kazan, and now if he didn't treat his wounds in time, he would have to drag his crippled body through a short life. He had mentioned to his companions many times that he didn't like the smell of alchemy potions, which to him was as bad as the smell of spirits, but he had no choice. He had to cover his nostrils when he crushed the alchemy potion, otherwise he might actually spit it out.

The two men, who had thought that Seghart did not have a long-range attack, were dumbfounded, and although it did not pursue anyone, it did not give up its decision to kill them. It slowly raised its left hand, the intense magic of light converging on its hand, and the pressure on its face hit Maffeo like a hammer on his chest. When the other party didn't attack, he unconsciously retreated backwards, and he was almost out of breath.

"Get out of the way, Maffeo!" Marcos hissed.

The magic of light gathered by Seghardt had reached its extreme, and the sea water in a straight line three sizes wide from its body began to be stirred by the invisible magic. Maffeo struggled to escape the straight path in a doggy position, and the pressure kept putting pressure on him, making it almost difficult for him to crawl.

Magic has never been accustomed to waiting, in fact they burst out once they converge to the extreme. A white glow enveloped half of Maffeo's body, and if Freya and Carl were present, they would have thought that some gunsmith had drunk too much and pulled the trigger on the laser cannon. The white laser destroyed everything in its path, whether it was the spiral columns, the suspended wooden chests, or the ornate armor statues that looked magical, all of which were annihilated into pieces by the laser.

Marcos didn't even dare to look at everything in that path, and it was hard for him to imagine Maffeo's shattered appearance. But the familiar voice rang out in the next second: "What a dangerous attack, the sea water is really unpalatable!" He looked at Maffeo incredulously, and the other party leaned against a pillar on one side, gasping for air.

"How so?" said Marcos, who looked at Maffeo in disbelief and threw a smile at him.

"The GSD master helped me out, it's not that hard, is it?" he looked at GSD, who had finally pulled out his weapon, and at this moment he stood up and faced Seghardt. "It seems tricky......" he whispered.

"Alright, now is not the time to enjoy, get up from the ground, Maffeo!" Marcos signaled.

Maffeo jumped, "Okay. ”

Seghardt didn't mind having one more opponent in the fight, and it never seemed to be wary in the fight, and it still was. "The opposition between light and darkness is so familiar. GSD's attack was sudden, and he raised his short sword and threw out a piercing wave of ice blades. Seghardt reacted as well, using its magic to float itself to a height that the trio would never be able to attack, dodging the Ice Blade's wave attacks while fighting back.

The familiar style of attack is back here, and for a moment Marcos and Maffeo even thought that the opponent they were facing was the Celestial Destroyer. Well, as the captain of the Seghardt Guard, they still have something in common on this point.

Within a circle of a few feet from its body, lightning bolts, which attack with a high frequency, almost formed a wall of light. In the face of such a fierce attack, the GSD still seems to be able to navigate the safety zone between each lightning bolt with ease. Maffeo couldn't even imagine a man his age reacting with such agility, and he could barely dodge the attacks himself.

Seghart's attack lasted for about five seconds, which seemed a little longer for the two of them, as they were covered in cold sweat as they tried their best to dodge, and several times the lightning almost hit their heads, they couldn't imagine what would happen, they could only believe that they were not struck by lightning because of their remaining luck.

It didn't seem to be able to float for long at a height that the trio would never be able to attack, and in fact it acted as if it was in service of the kind of terrorist attack it had just done. It was back a few inches above the ground again. As before, even if you jump and attack desperately, it will be difficult to cut its waist.

Marcos was convinced that he had to change the way he fought, believing that such a guy would have the same power source as the puppets. But this is a difficult thing to do, and its glowing body makes it difficult to tell where its power source is. He conveyed the message to Maffeo and GSD on the other side, the former of whom could not find an answer through his own observations. And GSD, he seems to have a solution.

"Power, it's a surprising thing, this magical lifeform of light has a powerful power in it, perhaps from its loyalty to Bakar. GSD made some observations and came up with his conclusion.

"What do you mean?" Maffeo didn't quite understand what GSD meant.

"Maybe it's not that simple, and we might just try to "beat" this guy. GSD muttered.

Maffeo didn't want to talk too much anymore, and it was actually very difficult for him to understand the inexplicability. He prefers to focus his full attention on the fight, and it's hard to guarantee that he won't get hit by Seghart next time. Once you are hit by it, then you are basically declaring yourself to death.

The illusion is always there, just like Maffeo at this time. For a moment, he even thought it was the sudden darkness brought by Marcos, but the next second, he found that Marcos on the other side was also observing everything that happened suddenly with surprised eyes. He immediately turned to look at GSD, and he got the answer.

The power of volatility may be an area unknown to both him and Marcos, but it is an area that GSD is all too familiar with. He is able to manipulate the fluctuations as he pleases, and he is therefore able to see everything.

The fluctuation of killing intent made Maffeo feel unprecedented killing intent at such a close distance, and although GSD's face did not have any waves, Maffeo confirmed that it was not the gloomy guy sitting in the dark alley of Hutton Marr's back street in front of him at this time. What he has now is not gloomy, but a real killing intent.