The unknown mage's defeat was decided, and his miserable appearance made anyone who looked at him think that he had no chance to turn defeat into victory again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, he had no intention of escaping, and instead continued to fight with William Kurt, and his will to fight was much stronger than at the beginning. The anger that fueled him led him to turn into a berserker, attacking his enemies at any cost with a weapon made up of a part of his soul.

The two long dagger-shaped soul fragments were clearly the things he was most familiar with, which is why they appeared in his hands and became weapons in battle with Dr. Kurt. Under his manipulation, the long dagger skillfully blocked many attacks before he was split in two.

However, compared to Dr. Coulter's grappling arms, they are not suitable for combat, and at most they leave a few negligible scars on Dr. Coulter's body. Maybe he is stronger than the opponent in terms of physical strength and combat experience in reality, but it doesn't work here.

He attacked frantically as if he had lost his mind, trying to rush into the arms of his enemies again and again, piercing the opponent's body with the blade of his dagger. This was probably his only chance to inflict damage on his enemies, but he never managed to break through to his advantage.

Sometimes, he will try to use his previous short-range teleportation ability to give himself enough maneuverability, first stretching a distance to suppress the target's actions with a barrage, and then flash to the enemy's blind spot to launch an attack - in fact, if he hadn't exposed this trick in the first place, he might have been able to sneak up on the opponent by surprise, and he might have grabbed a slight chance to win.

However, William Kurt had clearly seen through his intentions, and while suppressing him with his hooks, he also appropriately maintained the space to be avoided. When the sorcerer had gained a firepower advantage with a barrage, he pulled the distance as fast as he could.

Then, the moment he rushed behind Dr. Kurt with lightning speed, he was greeted not by an unguarded dead end, but by several runes entwined with golden lines. Those were similar to the runes that bound his body in the first place, but the magic contained was completely different.

If he wanted to calculate others, he was calculated by others, and he was directly hit by the rune when he didn't have time to dodge, and the golden flash exploded in an instant, bursting out with a dazzling electric light. The mage who was hit head-on let out a low roar, and the pain that pierced the soul was unbearable even if it had gone berserk.

Perhaps he wanted to take Dr. Kurt's life with this attack, so the counterattack thrown by the opponent naturally did not stop at the level of repulsion. Seeing his figure engulfed by his own spells, Dr. Kurt, who was tired of fighting him, did not show a relaxed expression.

He was sure that all the spells he threw had hit, but when all the magic power contained in the runes exploded in the end, he didn't have the slightest sense of hitting, as if they had all hit cotton. After all the glow from the spell had dissipated, there was nothing left in the center of the eruption, but he couldn't be sure if the other party had really been destroyed - or if it was simply repulsed.

He had already consumed too much mana, and after several attacks that unleashed a large amount of mana, he was now left with the power to maintain his basic actions. His figure, like the sorcerer, gradually began to fade, and his previous image of being young and full of spiritual power began to fade.

This is a world made entirely of spiritual power, and after leaving the container of matter, the power of the virtual bodies that sustain their existence here is magic. Because of this, the act of consuming a lot of mana is no different from suicide in this world, because doing so may even hurt the essence of the soul.

Looking back now, he still felt a haunt at the attacker's frenzied attack, he didn't care about his spirit being destroyed, he just wanted to hurt his enemies by all means.

Whatever his madness, at least he's gone now...... The sorcerer tried to convince himself with this reason, but felt some inexplicable uneasiness. He breathed the air of the spiritual world, but the aura full of magic could not make up for his loss.

These wandering magic in the spirit world were too close to the root of the soul for him to forcibly divide them and transform them into his own power. There wasn't much magic in his soul in the first place, and after experiencing this intense exertion, he almost turned into a ghost and became a member of this world.

Dr. Kurt silently looked at Frick, who was hiding in the distance and peeking over here, the young scribe had not helped him in the battle...... But at least it didn't make a mess for him. But when he became so weak, he had to worry about him stabbing him in the back for the qualification to enter the gate.

He had deliberately not taught Frick how to fight in the spirit world in his previous lessons, but it is possible that the scrivener had learned from the previous battles. Even if Frick lacked combat experience, he could use his magic power to snatch the piece of metal from him.

Now is the moment to fulfill his life's dream, and after suddenly being weakened by a great battle, he can't stop himself from doubting Frick. But he still didn't show his doubts, and only slowly approached Frick, who was hiding near the gate, at the pace of weakness.

"If you want to take away his 'ticket', now is the right time - he has no strength left to fight, and you still have plenty of strength. ”

And just as Dr. Kurt slowly approached Frick, a strange voice suddenly sounded in Frick's heart: "That 'ticket' doesn't care who uses it, as long as someone can have it, it is equivalent to having the opportunity to enter that door." It is a deeper world, connecting the deepest secrets of countless worlds, and once you enter it, you will be qualified to get a glimpse of the truth. ”

After a moment of confusion, Frick immediately realized that the voice did not belong to him, but some kind of foreign voice echoed in his head. His face turned white, and he jumped away from his original hiding place, and looked around in disbelief.

The Gatekeeper, who had vanished from William Coulter's battle with an unknown sorcerer, had somehow appeared behind him, sticking out his head wrapped in heavy fabric to "stare at" Frick, and it was here that the incendiary words had been sent into his head.

He had wondered what kind of desire was driving the two men to fight each other, even at the cost of their own lives. If William Kurt was obsessed with entering the depths of the spiritual world, the sorcerers who attacked him were too violent.

There is something that affects their senses and gradually erodes their intellect, eventually causing their will to be more susceptible to emotion. The sorcerer attacked William Kurt selflessly, and he had to fight it off in order to defeat him...... Now, it's his turn.

"You're inciting me?"

He stared at the strange caretaker, making symbolic gestures in imitation of Kurt's appearance when he interacted with it, while questioning him inwardly. There was no malice in its words and deeds, and this subtle agitation quickly discerned hypocrisy, so he wondered why it did so.

In fact, perhaps different from what they know about the power structure, this "creature" lurking in the spirit world clearly has great power. In a head-to-head battle, Flick may not be able to defeat it even if he joins forces with Dr. Kurt, who does not expend a lot of energy in the battle.

As the gatekeeper of the gate, it may also be tasked with testing those who want to try to cross the gate, and not just their strength. Since it didn't strike directly, there may be some kind of force restraining it, allowing it to test visitors according to the rules.

Perhaps in this world, everything must be acted according to the "rules".

"You can think so, if you wish. The caretaker's limbs, buried under the layers of heavy fabric, moved subtly, and then the voice went straight into his head, "Whoever is eligible to enter the gate, and all you need is a ticket." ”

He did not hide his will, and even further instigated Flick to act on his instructions and take the piece of metal from Dr. Coulter. The voices that echoed in his head had some strange effect, as if instigating Frick to act according to the watchman's wishes.

"No, allow me to decline your invitation. ”

He struggled to restrain these distracting forces, and expressed his will to the other party: "If there is only one way to enter the gate, then let Dr. Kurt enter—I don't know what that world means, and I don't have any attachments." ”

Although it had long been known that the soul was susceptible to outside influences after losing the protection of its physical barriers, Frick had never actually experienced such a feeling. The temptation of the caretaker seeped into his spirit little by little with the words, and he had exhausted all his strength to resist and assert his will.

This may be one of the tests, and many people who visit this gate are fighting each other here because of the lack of "tickets". Those who fail become empty vessels for the dissipation of their souls, and those who succeed may not be able to enter them and explore deeper uncharted territory.

As for Frick, it's true that he's not uninterested in the deep spiritual world, but if it means having to forcibly snatch someone else's opportunity, then he'd rather give up.

Let Dr. Coulter do what he wants.