Something was still alive, in the middle of the nest, and had been obscured by the she's light and fog before, so much so that Ian hadn't noticed.

At this time, Patrick also broke free from the psionic shackles of the White Mist Bishop.

The White Mist Bishop couldn't continue chasing Patrick - the onslaught of the Aether Crystal Dragon and the Mother Worm swept across the battlefield, and he had to suppress the attacks of the two behemoths to avoid the collapse of the underground crust.

The blonde nobleman wasted no time complaining, he raised his sword and slit his wrist, and the black blood mixed with thunder flowed down his face.

Buzzing...... An arc of electricity visible to the naked eye wrapped around the blood, then swirling around Patrick.

"At the end of the day."

Staring at the white-haired young man who was already waiting in front of him, he whispered to himself, "I have no choice but to kill you. ”

The black blood slowly evaporated in the rapidly rotating electric light, turning into a blue-gray cloud, and from time to time it released blue-blue miniature lightning towards the outside world, and the constantly rotating arc of electricity shone around its body, forming a layer of armor that seemed to be cast by thunder.

The blond-haired nobleman's figure was hidden behind this mist, and only two dazzling streams of lightning flashed where his eyes were: "Thank you, Ian, for making me understand that I have indeed been hesitant and never made up my mind all my life. ”

"And now, I'm going to kill you with all my might."

— as respect.

Before the latter sentence was finished, Patrick, who was going all out, had already drawn his sword - the blue-blue lightning sword light seemed to be like a thunderous whip exploding in the ground, stretching for dozens of meters, and quickly slashed towards Ian's location.

This time, he wasn't stupid enough to compete with Ian in swordsmanship, which was a little self-inflicted humiliation and too risky.

So this time he relied entirely on pure essentia transformation to attack.

This is indeed a problem.

Neither the Sand Armor Apprentice, nor the Wave Singer, nor the Elves had any defense against pure essentia impact, and the formless lightning did not seem to be able to be blocked by the same sword as a sword—perhaps next time he should add a shield to his standing arsenal, but the shield didn't exist now.

So Ian didn't even think about it, he just didn't care!

Just as Patrick didn't care about it before and just turned around and left, he didn't care, he turned around and rushed towards the hive!

Syllable! The glittering lightning slammed into the boy's body, sending him staggering.

Then Ian shook his head and kept running.

"What!?"

Not only Patrick's stunned expression was distorted, but even the White Mist Bishop was busy sneaking a glance - he didn't seem to be looking at a fourteen-year-old boy for a while, but at a thick ironclad dragon.

But Master Gosai and Isengard were not very surprised, at most they were a little confused.

"Strange things?" The old man was a little puzzled and said to himself, "Is my potion so effective?" Even Pat's Thunder Light Sword is almost immune? ”

Yes, it has a lot to do with it, but it's not just the full stat high resistance that the Iansa Apprentice brings.

What really made the boy almost ignore this thunder sword light was actually the lightning resistance potion that Master Gosai gave him in advance, as well as the matching essentia elixir, strengthening potion and physique elixir.

With Master Gosai to assist in logistics, who won't be able to fill up the state in advance when fighting?

The moment he saw Patrick appear, Ian had already poured a stomach of potions.

In addition, the tempered muscles brought by the core of the pure rock, the hardening of the skin brought by the core of the sand armor rock, and the earth attribute essentia covered by the heart of the fertile soil throughout the body!

Now, it's his heyday for so many years! What a thunder light sword, it's no different from being bitten by a mosquito, you don't have to worry about it at all!

"Damn—"

As a student of Master Gosai, Patrick naturally thought of this, so he had to grit his teeth and sprint forward, change his swordsmanship, and stab Ian with thunder one after another.

When he landed, he could see that sharp streams of lightning were coming towards Ian like raindrops, although the lethality of these currents was not as good as the previous thunder sword light, but the penetrating power was stronger and could bring more paralysis.

Even if it is Ian's physique, his steps will be slightly sluggish.

As a result, Ian had to turn his head and swing the bladeless heavy sword to break up the arcs one by one.

For a while, the battle became a replica of the sacrificial hall - Patrick had been helpless to Ian before, and even more so after taking the potion.

Especially with the blessing of the potion, although Ian's body looks soft, in fact, even if he hits with an armor-piercing cone, he may not be able to break the defense!

But Ian also can't really hurt the other party, not to mention that now Patrick has a hundred thousand points of caution and high regard for the young man in front of him, and there is no way to use the sword skills of the great knight to plot.

Bang bang bang - the staggered sword light of the two people staggered between the rift, and between the swords, the sonorous sound sounded one after another.

Neither side could help anyone, and the overflowing energy and essentia fluctuations even crushed all the crystals within the combat range of the two.

At this moment, even the behemoths that were fighting each other were aware of the battle in this place.

The mother worm with its powerful psionic energy instantly realized that Ian's target was its lair, so the light all over her body shone at a high frequency, and let out a silent roar, intending to use her psionic energy to interfere with the other party.

And the Aether Crystal Dragon is not clear about the strength of the other side, but why the small people are fighting, what is the situation.

But it knows very well that what the mother worm wants to do, it has to absolutely stop it.

Therefore, instead of even breaking free from the mother's entanglement, it opened its mouth and let the white light shine deep in its throat.

Buzz, buzz, buzz –

The translucent surface of the crystal dragon began to accumulate energy layer by layer, and finally converged in the mouth.

Then, just like the fountain of anger erupted, a pillar of light erupted!

Rumble!

A dazzling burst of light that instantly illuminated the entire Rift Zone, pouring out of the mouth of the Aether Crystal Dragon, instantly piercing through the body of the mother worm wrapped around its own body, and also piercing its own body!

Its breath was so powerful that even it couldn't resist it—it hit the mother worm and itself at the same time!

The battle between dragons and insects has lasted for thousands of years, they have fought each other, from the peak to the endangered, from silence to recovery, never ended, this time, if there are no outsiders, it is estimated that it will be the same lose-lose ending.

But as Ian said.

The battle of the sublimators, in the case of about the same strength.

- It mainly depends on who has the most people!

Just when the White Mist Bishop, who suppressed the giant eel and the Gloom Flower Seed, was also planning to pay a little price and force back the enemies who were entangled in him, trying to help Ian deal with Patrick.

There was a thud, and he heard a cannonball firing louder than he had imagined.