The main attack of the black-robed man seems to be physical arts, and the main extension of martial arts is based on two-handed attacks, and when fighting with Festeria, he relied on his own hands to carry it, and the attacks with special skills made him and Festeria the sword saint fight on an equal footing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, because Festeria had to protect the little girl behind him, he still had the upper hand at the beginning, and he didn't plan to take out his real strength from the beginning, Festeria, who had lost the artifact, her attack was impossible for the black-robed man to break through even his defense.

When Harry appeared, he was not too surprised, and after recognizing Harry's strength, he simply thought that Harry was a miscellaneous fish.

But who would have thought that a miscellaneous fish would pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger to hide its true strength.

For light attribute professionals, it is their nemesis, and the black-robed people who flow dark attribute magic power in their bodies can't avoid this problem, but when they reach their level, they won't frown in the face of high-level light attribute professionals and above.

The problem is different if you have the Holy Sword, which is known to be the possession of heroes, a special artifact given to humanity by the Goddess of Light in order to destroy the dark forces, and the effect, needless to say, exists to destroy those of them who have an affair with the dark forces.

The opponent is a high-level professional, and the black-robed man doesn't care at all, in his eyes he is a slightly high-level miscellaneous fish, and he can torture and kill a group of people at will.

Even high-level professionals with light attributes are the same, and the black-robed man will pay careful attention to it at most, after all, he is just a miscellaneous fish that can glow.

But if you add the holy sword, it is still a high-level light attribute professional, and the black-robed person can't help but face it, and if he can escape, it's best to flee immediately, fighting or something, it's best not to think about it, thinking that it is an illusion to be able to fight back, as long as the opponent is a person from the side of the dark forces, the holy sword can all be easily cut, with the pure light attribute element of destruction.

Basically, the people who were slashed by the holy sword were already dead, especially the people of the dark forces, they couldn't even touch the light of the holy sword, they would be burned more severely than the holy water, and it was impossible to recover the wound for a lifetime, which was the blessing of the goddess of light.

"I really didn't expect that kid to be the holder of the holy sword, and ...... I can laugh at it and think it's a companion, is it an illusion, or is it real, it's really familiar. The black-robed man flying in the night sky laughed at the idea he had come up with, and with a smile, a mouthful of blood rushed up his throat and couldn't help but spurt out of his mouth.

wiped the blood from his mouth with a black robe, "It seems that it is necessary to report this matter to the adult, and it is interesting that the holder of the holy sword can have such an aura." ”

The black-robed man lowered the altitude of his flight, he saw a house in the woods below, there was a light outside the window, and the figure was moving inside, it seemed that he didn't know what was happening in the city, the black-robed man smiled evilly and flew towards the house.

A place to rest was found.

"Harry, I'm sorry, I'm really useless, master, I actually let him run!!Damn!!"

Festeria roared unwillingly.

"........." Harry didn't speak, his eyes closed, and he silently held the holy sword in front of his chest, the holy sword was still emitting this soft divine light, as if it was gathering on the sword's body, and the light was getting stronger and stronger.

Festeria was still a little strange when he saw Harry, "Harry, what's wrong with you?"

Festeria had an epiphany for a moment, according to Harry's clever head, he must have thought of some way to find the black-robed man!

"Harry, master, I really didn't misread you!!Come on!!"

Festeria cheered on Harry beside him.

Harry's face felt like twitching, not only because Festelia was too noisy, but also because the mutation in his body also made Harry's mind a mess.

The light attribute magic in the body is mixed with a magic that has never been seen before, but since the two attributes seem to be incompatible, Harry's unimaginable melee is taking place in the body, a battle of mana, referred to as a war of attrition.

The pure light attribute magic power and the unknown and pure black ** power fought again, devouring each other, originally Harry wanted to extract the light attribute magic power from his body and inject it into the holy sword to open the big move shouted by Festeria to kill the black-robed man in seconds, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen in the seemingly peaceful body.

Although it is not clear what attribute the black ** power belongs to, if Harry's speculation is correct, it can make the gentle light attribute that accepts any attribute have such a violent resistance, except for the dark attribute, Harry really can't think of anything else.

Why the magic of the dark attribute appeared in his body was a deep question in Harry's heart, but Harry knew that this was not the time to think about such a thing, and the enemy in front of him still had to deal with it.

Due to the continuous extraction of light attribute magic power, the retreat of the light attribute magic force army was caused, and the dark attribute magic army was overwhelmed, which showed that Harry's light attribute magic power was swallowed up by the darkness little by little, and it was only a matter of time before it was completely devoured.

It was impossible to stop, Harry found that the holy sword was constantly devouring his light attribute magic, bit by bit, his will seemed to be controlled by the holy sword, and so was his body, Harry couldn't move.

What the hell was trying to do?, Harry's holy sword, confused, more than ever.

As the contractor of this holy sword, Harry could vaguely feel the change of this holy sword, as if something was about to be born from the holy sword, but the power needed seemed to be insufficient, and there was a sense of déjà vu like a broken shell.

Regardless, Harry still felt uneasy, because his body moved, but it was not under Harry's will, but some will, or command, was driving Harry's body.

In just a moment, Harry's vision was shocked like no other, and with the help of the Holy Sword, the spirit probe centered on him exploded in all directions, sweeping like a tsunami in the sea.

Countless clear visions appeared in my mind, the location of the monster, its appearance, and more specifically, the color...... Images of countless people flashed through Harry's mind, whether dead or corpses, he seemed to have seen other black-robed people, and by the way, the corpse of the dead Duke of Lycou...... The head is about to explode.

A strong wind blew all over the "Internet", and kept flying towards the outside of the city, this wind dispersed in the form of a circle of diffusion, and there were no dead ends in all directions.

"What's going on?!"

The black-robed man who fled outside the city was blown by a gust of wind, and the black-robed man, who felt that the gust of wind was a little strange, stopped flying towards the house below, turned his head to look at the source of the wind, and was so uneasy that after being blown by this strange wind, he was so frightened that he almost forgot to breathe, what was the reason, he didn't know, he only knew that he seemed to be being targeted by someone.