The sun was sinking in the west, and the sky was already getting a little dark.

The succubus was unhurriedly teasing the black-haired youth opposite, and enjoyed it. However, after discovering that Ronald had always had an indifferent expression, she gave up on the matter and turned to other interests.

Let me see what the hidden power of the Netherworld is within you.

With this idea in mind, she suddenly took the initiative to launch a strong attack on Ronald, and with the Fire Aegis, she decided to take melee combat.

Ronald bowed slightly, and quickly ran, the weapon in his hand attached to the power of ice in an instant.

Laugh at.

The enchanted ice crystals on the weapon slashed at the succubus's body shield, and immediately turned into a mist of mist. It's like playing with a little mouse, the succubus at this moment just keeps forcing Ronald, and whenever Ronald is about to run out of the fog, she takes the initiative to meet him, only giving him a little time to breathe.

Gradually, Ronald was forced by the succubus to turn pale and have difficulty breathing.

After once again struggling to get out of the succubus's fog-shrouded range, Ronald seized the rare brief moment and took a big breath. But no sooner had he taken a breath than the mist that wrapped around the succubus was already approaching his body.

In desperation, Ronald could only choose to continue to flee.

The mage watched anxiously at all this, but there was nothing he could do. Looking at Ronald's increasingly pale face and soaked chest, he pursed his lips and released the thorn entanglement.

Boom.

But less than a second after it appeared, the tiny vines were burned by the body protection shield on the succubus's body, turning into flying ashes.

The succubus smiled and turned his head: "Oh, hehe, don't worry. ”

The sarcastic tone reached the ears of the two, but they could only endure it in silence. The disparity in strength was too great, which made these two middle-level professionals unwilling, but they had no countermeasures to overcome the current difficulties.

Time flies, and just like that, the succubus pushes Ronald more and more uncomfortably with interest. He felt as if a big rock had been blocked in his chest, almost suffocating. As his body continued to exercise vigorously, the soybean-like beads of sweat turned into a diverted stream, dripping frantically down the gasping nose. The fine linen robe also evolved into a dirty rag because of sweat and mud.

Seeing that Ronald was in critical condition, the mage didn't care so much, he desperately activated magic arrows, trying to slow down the succubus's pursuit of Ronald through numbers, and buy Ronald a little respite.

All this was seen by the succubus, and the corners of her mouth hooked into a subtle smile.

Under the spiritual conduction, Medusa, who has been concentrating on preparation, finally moved!

With a surge of magic, the bowstring of the short bow was drawn into a full moon, and the breath of chaos and wind lingered on it.

As soon as Medusa's hand was released, the full moon let out a trembling whisper, and the pitch-black arrows on the strings shot out at the same moment, aiming at the chest of the mage, who had neglected his defense.

Sou!

The air also seemed to ripple with the speed of the arrows.

Halfway through, the arrow suddenly transformed into three rows of arrows, but from the front, it was just an arrow. Only by looking carefully from the side can you spot the shadows of the two phantom arrows hidden within.

Arrows shoot as swift as the wind.

In the next moment, the mage sensed that something was wrong, and a chill ran through his heart. Soon, he found the source of his nervousness and fear, a pitch-black arrow shooting at him!

Groove cake!

He knew very well that the arrow was too fast to give him time to unleash the flash. Knowing that he couldn't dodge, the mage hurriedly gathered all his magic power and concentrated it on the Body Protector Aegis. Under the effect of the new magic, the tip of the pale air film began to glow with a crystalline shimmer.

Sou!

Even if the deviation from the trajectory has been pre-blessed, the accuracy of the arrow has not changed!

The first arrow, under the effect of the body protection shield that had been amplified by the magic power, seemed to pause for a very short moment, and then could not move forward again. Before the mage could breathe a sigh of relief, he was desperate to find that there seemed to be more than one arrow.

Ronald, don't die!

He immediately summoned his mana and tried to stop the second arrow from breaking through.

Sou!

But it was too late at this moment, and the beaded arrows with magic power easily pierced through the barrier of the pale protective film, shooting accurately at the desperate mage.

Burst.

A mouthful of blood foamed from his emaciated cheeks, and the mage was shot by a series of arrows that sent him to the air, flying upside down and nailing to the trunk of a tree behind him. He gripped his staff's hand and unconsciously let go.

Syllable.

The short wooden staff fell to the charred earth, causing a crisp sound.

Ronald, who was panting violently, saw that the mage's body quickly dried up, and his head drooped in an instant. At the same time, faintly, a translucent spirit seemed to float up from its dry body. But at the moment he didn't bother to think about it, his mind was completely filled with anger.

Ronald, who caught a glimpse of all this, screamed in pain: "Kerry!"

Looking at the motionless corpse, Ronald's heart sank to the bottom.

With a wicked smile on his face, the succubus stared at the black-haired young man with red eyes, and she felt the fluctuations of power in him from the moment he was furious just now.

Come on, come on, let me see what kind of power is hidden within you.

With this thought, the succubus did not make any attack on Ronald who was holding his head in pain, with the natural evil taste of the race, but also the confidence in his own strength, she was looking forward to the angry young man to bring her some surprises.

Ronald only felt that his spirit was in a trance, and the migraine that had not occurred for a long time broke out again, splitting his mind with a headache.

"Ahh

His palms pressed tightly against his scalp, trying to expel the pain from his mind, but no matter how much he tried to suppress it, he couldn't stop the tearing pain from the depths of his soul. Due to the hot sweat caused by the severe pain, Ronald's already pale face became sallow and greasy.

"Ahh

A roar of pain erupted from his mouth again, and Ronald cried hoarsely, his eyes revealing a touch of unwilling despair.

Bang!

Bending down and pressing his head, he finally couldn't bear the pain from the depths of his soul, and suddenly fell straight to the ground motionless, already fainting.

The succubus, who had been keeping a close eye on Ronald, found that the dark power in the body of the fallen young man was surging wildly, an invisible cyclone, causing ripples in the surrounding air.

The succubus slyly held his cheeks and observed this scene with great interest: "Very good, let me see the color of your soul, sister, I am a little impatient." ”

After a quarter of an hour, the succubus, who had been calm and unhurried, suddenly felt a little nervous, and the ambiguous and playful smile was quickly replaced by a solemn expression. She deeply sensed that the dark power that lingered in Ronald's body did not seem to have reached its upper limit, and was still accumulating and merging. And Ronald's somewhat bulging back shoulder blades began to glow with a dark aura, which was clearly visible to the naked eye.

Immediately after, the succubus sensed that the dark power in the body of the fallen body suddenly worked wildly, as if it were a raging black flame. And the succubus felt that the depths of his soul were also as if he was being burned by that invisible flame. Startled, she quickly jumped a few steps away, staring at the terrifying figure with a wary face.

Could it be?

A panicked thought flashed through him, and as a precaution, the succubus immediately decided to transform into a demon.

On her head, two short black curved horns began to grow, a pair of black bat wings appeared on her back, and a slender black tail grew from her hips. In addition to this, the purple sashimi on the succubus's fair skin has also become thicker, covering her almost completely throughout her body. Even the stab wound on his waist was healed when the transformation was completed. At this moment, the succubus gasped for breath, and the pink mist kept pouring out as she breathed.

But when she finished transforming, she found that the enemy on the other side had also stood up--- standing opposite her, and it was the fallen angel with a pair of black wings that made her feel the irresistible cold aura all over her.

The aqua-blue pupils glowed with a layer of crystal and merciless light, as if frozen in ice. The gesture that faintly exudes the aura of death is even more intimidating to the succubus.

Looking at the jet-black wings growing behind him, and the handsome face with his body faintly floating in the air, the succubus exclaimed with an expression of disbelief: "It's actually a fallen angel clan......! You guys who should be sent into the flames of the abyss!"

Although it had taken the form of a demon, its body with a frightened look involuntarily retreated, and the piercing chill emanating from the fallen angel's body made the demon who was addicted to fire feel extremely uncomfortable. Her calves began to tremble, and she began to regret that she had played too big this time. Finding that the figure above had not moved, after thinking about it, she suddenly flew high and fled to her lair.

Ronald, on the other hand, didn't seem to hear the sound of the bat's wings flapping, he just floated in place with his head down, his handsome and resolute face trembling slightly from pain from time to time.

Ronald felt a splitting headache, but he had already incarnated as a fallen angel by this time. This painful burst of pain was far less than the terrifying magic he had encountered in his previous life.

Ronald endured, his mind still tingling. The original memories of the fallen angels, as well as the new memories that split from the amnesia, are torn apart in his mental world, trying to seize control of this body.

He didn't say anything, and let the two personalities fight endlessly. Ronald, who already knows everything, knows very well that no matter whether he wins or loses, this is his original soul, but it has been split into two different memories for no reason.

In his mind, the two memories, which originally belonged to the same soul, finally stopped fighting and began to merge together autonomously. Memories before being summoned and memories after resurrection begin to slowly overlap, redistributing memory areas in the brain. Ronald floated in mid-air, silently enduring the tingling sensation that penetrated deep into his mind, while quietly waiting for the memories to fully merge.

The sun had sunk in the west, and the forest had begun to fall silent. In every forest on the continent of Erathia, no matter how fierce the fire is, it can't spread far.

As the last flames were extinguished, several starlight appeared above the forest. Only Ronald's body floated in the air, still floating half a meter above the ground, like a sculpture.