Near the windswept cliffs, in the soft bushes and grass, Aaron and Mepham looked at each other's opponents.

The sorcerer's lost left hand was now covered with tendrils, and many of the wounds he had suffered before were now covered with a sticky film, and it could be seen that similar tentacles-like things had grown in many parts of the wounds, covering his gaps.

Mepham had a thin dagger in his hand, his weapon had been lost as he fled, his spellbook had been destroyed by Aaron's flame hits, and the sorcerer was in very bad health at this time, and if it weren't for the tentacles that stabilized his wounds, the sorcerer might have bled to death.

Aaron was now unsure whether his plan had succeeded or failed.

Mepham also looked at the young man in front of him, and the sorcerer was amazed at Aaron's growth.

It's only been two months, and Aaron has gone from an apprentice-level apprentice knight to a powerful spellcaster?

Well, he's the Son of God.

The sorcerer could feel that Aaron's strength at this time was no less than his own, and he was now in a state of serious injury, and the only chance to defeat Aaron was his rich experience, and the mercy of the suzerain, and even the supreme dark sun.

There's still a chance!

Mefam looked at Aaron cautiously, a novice spellcaster who could easily reveal flaws.

"Before I do that, I'm going to ask you a question." Aaron spoke, "Abby, that girl, what did you do to her?"

"Abby? Who's that?" Mepham didn't get it.

"The little girl in the fishing village likes the one who follows you." Aaron said coldly.

"Huh?" The sorcerer thought for a moment before he remembered that there really seemed to be such a figure, and it dawned on him, "Well, of course, it was sacrificed."

Mefam looked abrupt, as if he was saying something that didn't matter at all: "Who remembers that I sacrificed so many people? Now she's probably somewhere in the sea as a fishman."

"Really, I was annoyed with me all day long, and it affected my plans, so I invited her to the cave and sacrificed her by the way." The sorcerer doesn't care: "Cheap sacrifices, boring experiments."

"Is a living life just a boring experiment for you?" Aaron's voice became muffled, "Just annoying? Just boring?"

"Oh~ Please, Bal Miko, you're really sick!" The sorcerer looked at Aaron with a *** expression: "No matter how cheap a sacrifice is, it is also a sacrifice, as long as it can satisfy the sect master, there is nothing that cannot be done, buddy, buddy, do you understand the theory of human weight?" I'm a spellcaster, she's not even a professional, so she can't be considered a human at all."

"It's not a pity to use any of these materials." Mefam laughed maniacally, waving his tentacles, "But, thank you to the Supreme Black Sun! Finally there is someone who interests her, and this boring experiment has become interesting, hahaha~"

"Die!"

In the middle of his words, the sorcerer suddenly raised his hand, and a purple light rushed to his face.

Human Immobilization!

Extremely fast and powerful, Mepham almost smiled in victory.

This is his most common routine, distracting the other person through conversation.

However, Aaron had already prepared, and the Children of Chaos dodged, and when the purple light was about to touch him, his figure was illusory, and four identical Aaron appeared in front of him, and the "Aaron" led by him was hit by the purple light and turned into a screaming fire demon.

Mirror Shadow.

A tongue of fire pounced on the sorcerer, licking his nose and igniting his wound, the flames turning into more fire demons, and the sorcerer felt a tingling pain, and the viscous slime on his body was dispelled by the flames.

O supreme dark day! Mefam began to pray to Ciric, and the purple skull eight-pointed star emblem on his body glowed, forming a thick layer of magic armor, isolating the flames, and there were bursts of purple light on it, and the flames of Nuganqi and the fire demon formed by Nuganqi were all dispelled.

"Bal Divine Son, you are indeed very powerful, but your god has fallen

now." The sorcerer laughed and roared, "And my god is like the sun!"

"You have a little residual spark of divinity, and I have the power that my Lord has given me! There is only a thin line between the power of the fallen gods and the true gods, but you will soon find that this line represents the gap between us."

"That's from heaven to hell!"

Zizizi~

The purple-black magic armor enveloped the sorcerer, and Mepham raised his foot, and three beams of light rushed straight at him like arrows.

Another Aaron was hit, and another shadow formed by the Mirror Shadow was broken, leaving behind the fire demon struggling on the ground.

Aaron knew that the sorcerer was not lying.

The gap between the fallen god and the true god is often only one point, but this point alone is an insurmountable chasm.

But why do you think that I don't have the blessings of the power of God?

Clenching the Sword of the Dark Moon with both hands, Aaron moved.

The second ring of magic, the Lost Step.

Lord Viscount's body vanished in a puff of silvery-white smoke, along with the two clones.

In the blink of an eye, three Aarons appeared behind the sorcerer, one swinging his sword, one standing still casting spells, and one charging his hands.

The sorcerer quickly turned around, and he found himself unable to identify which one was Aaron.

This kid's mirror shadow technique exudes a smell of evil, and his shadow is not fake, but real, made of strange flames.

The sorcerer immediately unleashed a spell of magical energy, and the power of the magic exploded in the air.

Aaron, who came with a sword, was fake, and the fire demon was catapulted out and flew out more than ten meters.

A dazzling rainbow of light enveloped the sorcerer.

A ring of magic, a colorful jet.

Aaron's fingertips burst out with dazzling colored light that pointed directly at the sorcerer's body, and the colored light enveloped Mepham's vision.

In the next second, the Sword of the Dark Moon had already cracked its head and covered its face!

The action is like a tide, and the sword momentum is heavy.

"Peng~"

The light of the moonlight flickered, and the moonlight from Suren on the Sword of the Dark Moon collided with the shield of faith from Shirek on the surface of Mefam's body, and in the mixture of light and darkness, it was a contest of the divine power of the two gods.

"What?" The sorcerer screamed, "Why? Why can you, the Son of the Bal God, receive the power of the Silver Lady?"

"It's not over yet!" Aaron then roared.

Slaanesh - True Silver Slash.

With the blessing of the double power, the shield of faith of the dark sun shattered, exploding countless fragments.

The Sword of the Dark Moon was also flicked away and freed.

"It's not over yet."

Aaron's other hand clenched and slammed into Mepham's chest, knocking him out of the way, and the sorcerer felt only a strong pain in his chest, and as soon as he spoke, he spat out a stream of blood.

"It's not over yet."

Aaron approached again, he picked up speed again, and rushed under the sorcerer with his body, kicking the ground with a single push, fist pointing upward, and a single punch rattled Mepham's jaw!

"Ahhhh

Aaron was also forced to stop, and he gasped heavily as he picked up Suren's gift.

It's a pity that this set of combos didn't kill the sorcerer, his strength attribute is low after all, otherwise let alone the female barbarian Asha, even if Miss Priest comes, these two hits are enough to kill Mefam.

Elinor...... Aaron's mind flashed the figure of Miss Reverend.

Our Lord, O Silver Mother.

Suddenly, there was a wriggling on the beach, and three black tentacles burst out on the ground, each as thick as a baby's arm.

Aaron quickly dodged, and the Sword of the Dark Moon swung twice, slicing through two of the tentacles, but the third tentacle wrapped him firmly in place, and spikes stretched out from the suction cups on the tentacles, piercing Aaron's clothes, greedily sucking his blood!

Three-ring magic, Vampire Touch.

In the distance, on the severed left hand of the already dying sorcerer, three tentacles were inserted beneath the ground, constantly squirming and twitching.

"Die!" Maypham screamed, "In the name of the dark sun, die!"

The tentacles tightly hooked Aaron's neck, gradually tightening, and the sorcerer's last fight brought Aaron an irresistible force, and the power attribute of the tentacles overwhelmed Aaron's power attribute, and he couldn't break free.

The bones crackled, the tentacles tightened quickly, and Aaron struggled as he tried to cast a spell, but in this case, the Viscount simply had no way to concentrate on casting the spell.

"Die, Son of Baal, die, die, die!"

Mepham's expression was hideous, and the sorcerer kept screaming.

He used the last of his strength to unleash a blast of magical energy, but Aaron's body flashed with light, and the divine spark shield resisted and protected Aaron.

But Aaron could no longer cast spells, and Maypham had seen the light of victory.

"Kill ...... Immortal, what about me......" Aaron struggled, and with the last of his strength, he raised his Darkmoon Sword against Mepham.

Charging, the moonlight condenses on the blade.

Moonblade!

The half-moon-shaped blade of light scraped through the air, severing the tentacles that connected to the ground, and the sorcerer's screams came to an abrupt end.

"Cough~coughcough~" Aaron coughed hard, his brain was a little deprived of oxygen, and his neck and arms were full of tooth marks left by blood-sucking cups, and he pulled the twitching tentacles off his neck.

He wanted to thank the Frost Giant Belt, if it weren't for the massive physique bonus provided by this belt, not to mention that his neck was twisted off, and he would have been in shock after being sucked so much blood.

"It seems that I am the victor in the end." Aaron took his sword and approached with a vague step, aiming the sword of the Dark Moon at the sorcerer who had lost the power to resist: "Now, put an end to this ritual immediately, and right now, I can swear to the Silver Virgin Suren that I will not consider killing you."

The distant crowd of fish people was already very close to the village.

Aaron played a little word game, and the result of the so-called consideration was still to kill the sorcerer.

Never forget, never forgive.

"Uh-huh, hey, hey~" Mayfar laughed maniacally, he spat blood, his left arm was broken, his magic was exhausted, and he also felt that Shirek had given up on him.

But the sorcerer was still very happy: "Don't think ...... You've won, Son of Baal."

"You must be wondering at this point, why can an elite-level sorcerer unleash such a powerful magic circle? Hundreds of fishmen summoned from the sea?" The sorcerer coughed up blood, and he was pleased.

"............" Aaron frowned, it was indeed his doubt.

"That's because of you, Son of Baal! Hahahaha! Because of you, it's all you!" Mefam suddenly said frantically, "It's all because of your appearance that my sect master feels a strong interest in you, that's why he has given me such great power!"

"It's you, it's you, it's you, it's you...... What kind of little consumables, it's you, and now the whole fishing village, and even the whole area nearby, is going to be finished!"

"Hahahaha! You idiot." Mepham burst into tears of laughter: "Do you know what is the last key to complete this circle?"

"It's your blood, I got it." The sorcerer laughed and stuck out his tongue:

"You think I summoned the fish-people? No, those fishmen came ashore to hide from my summoning being."

"Watch with your eyes open, Son of Baal, and watch the calamity you bring is all because of you! This country is going to be finished, hahaha~"

"The big one is coming."

With that, the sorcerer's body shriveled down like a deflated ball, leaving only a crumpled layer of skin.

He's dead.

But the battle is not over.

In the distance, on the sea level, a wave more than ten meters high swelled.

"Roar~Woowoo~"

Two long wings

Skeleton, tentacles sticking out of the ocean.

Something beneath the sea is emerging.

The will of the sorcerer suzerain is here.