Baal Baal roared again, and the long knife in his hand slashed in the direction of Richard, and a blue-black sword was immediately generated like a tidal wave, and it was pressed down on Richard. Richard tried his best to dodge, but he couldn't get out completely, and was taken by the sword, and a bloody light immediately burst out on his left arm!

It was the first time he had been injured since arriving at Callando.

Baal Baal raised his long sword again, and in the roar of rage, one sword after another surged towards Richard like the waves of the sea. And Richard's dodge was unbelievably fast, and he couldn't dodge, so he defended himself with instantaneous magic, and then resisted hard.

At this time, Baal Baal's face was full of solemnity, even with a trace of respect, and he faced the opponent in front of him with the most serious attitude. Only then did he fully understand what Richard meant by fighting with all his might, and the young man on the other side, whether he was a magician or a magic swordsman or some other profession, with his incredible combat skills, even if his level was much lower than him, his combat power was on an equal footing with him.

Baal Baal has activated his Sanctuary ability, Fury of the Deep. this

It was the ability he had learned by withstanding the impact of the waves day and night under the sea cliffs, and in addition to the fierce fighting spirit like the raging waves of the sea, it also increased the balance of his physical speed, strength, and defense. It can be said that Baal Baal, who has the wrath of the deep sea, and Baal Baal, who does not, are completely two opponents.

Richard's face was no longer cold, but burning with madness and wildness! His dodge and counterattack were close to instinct, and his wisdom and true talent had reached the limit, and every second would consume Richard's huge body. Richard's evasive posture was unbearable, and every time he narrowly escaped from the raging waves, Extinction, Elven Blade, and the Destiny Twins would jump into his hands from time to time, still having the strength to launch a counterattack.

Compared to the fury of the deep sea, which swept through the circle, Richard's counterattack seemed unhurried, just a slash, or an instantaneous attack magic. However, Baal Baal, who had eaten a fourth-level flame arrow from Richard, but was burned by the viscous flames that did not go out, and when he saw the dark red light on the blade of the long knife in Richard's hand, he refused to say anything and refused to use his body again, although his body was harder than steel.

Sixth-level lightning also appeared from time to time, and with each hit, Baal Baal would pause and be burned in agony by the scorching breath contained in the lightning, and then he would be slashed again by Richard with a long knife burning with hellfire.

However, every time this happens, Baal Baal will stimulate his ferocity, forcibly drive his body with his great strength and strong will, and return Richard no matter what!

For a time, on the battlefield raging in the raging waves, lightning and sword light were staggered, and the blood light was like silk, unfolding piece by piece.

Richard gradually felt his body numb, and Baal Baal could no longer suppress the raging abyssal flames in the depths of his body, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Just a few minutes of fighting.

The hurricane came to a steep stop, and the two separated, each falling to the side.

Baal could no longer stand and had to stick his knife into the ground to support his body. Richard, on the other hand, looked no better than him, and was gasping and leaning against the Fate Twins, and with a trembling hand he took out the book of bearers, the pages of which were opened, but the blood immediately stained the pages.

Richard shook the book of bearers vigorously, and the magic power flowed back from the book of bearers into the magic weapon, so the electric light flashed around his body again, and his body straightened again. But Richard already had dozens of wounds, large and small, the deepest of which was already visible to the bone. Injured so badly, and then pulled by the magic force, blood spurted out of all the wounds at once!

"You're not lightly wounded!" said Baal Baal, and in the middle of his sentence, his voice suddenly became hoarse.

"How are you better than me?" Richard scoffed.

Baal Baal suddenly took a deep breath, a flush welled up on his face, and then a cloud of blood mist erupted. A mouthful of blood spat out, and his spirit became much more vigorous. This is obviously some kind of secret method of the barbarians to stimulate their potential.

"I can beat you like a man!" Baal roared, letting go of his long knife, clenching his fists and shaking Richard away. He decided to use his fist to make the little guy lie on the ground and sober up, forget the knife, the body of the Norland magician is too brittle.

Richard sneered, thrust the Destiny Twins into the ground, and met Baal Baal!

The barbarian warrior roared wildly and smashed Richard in the face with a punch, but Richard took a step forward and leaned on his body, and then Baal Baal suddenly flew into the air, and then was smashed to the ground by Richard and dizzy for a while. Richard grabbed him by the hair and slammed his head to the ground, once, twice, three times......

A pit had been smashed into the ground, blood stained the loess, and the rubble had turned into smaller pieces, but the sound of Richard expecting a skull shattering never came. Baal's bones were far harder than Richard had imagined. A strong man like this barbarian is extremely strong in body and vitality, and if he doesn't break their bones, he won't be injured at all.

Baal Baal suddenly let out a howl, his head was suddenly raised, and the back of his head hit Richard's chin! Richard's eyes suddenly darkened, and he felt his body fly out lightly, and it seemed to float in the air for a long time before his back touched something hard.

Richard's consciousness was on the verge of coma and blur, but his second consciousness immediately took over his body, and the gift of wisdom reminded Richard that time had not long passed. Richard had just been knocked into the air, and then he had fallen to the ground again. Sensing from the tremor of the ground, Baal Baal is approaching, not at a fast speed.

Richard lay on his back, feeling as if he had been evacuated from his body. As for the injury, he no longer hurts, all that remains is numbness and coldness.

The extreme fatigue and emptiness made Richard's eyelids extremely heavy, and he wanted to let go of Qiē and fall asleep. However, just as consciousness gradually sank into darkness, several images quietly appeared.

In Baal's eyes, Richard was lying on the ground a few steps away, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and his jaw was already deformed. The young man's burning pupils were almost gone, and he was staring at the sky vacantly, his tense body gradually relaxing. This was a sign that Richard was already in a coma.

Baal Baal dragged his heavy body towards Richard, and he wanted to knock Richard unconscious and achieve the final victory. Then, he plans to bring Richard back to the tribe, ask the tribe's witch doctor to heal Richard, and then send him back to the Norland continent.

This Norland man was a true warrior and also earned the respect of Baal Baal. Baal Baal believed that, at least in terms of will and courage, Richard was indeed worthy of the mountains and the sea.

However, at this moment, Baal Baal saw a small bean-sized flame suddenly ignite on Richard's finger. The color of the fire was a dull red, but Baal Baal had already realized that as long as it was a flame released by Richard, no matter how big or small, it was best not to touch it. But Richard moved his hand, and instead of throwing the flame at Baal Baal, he pressed it on his own thigh!

"Ah!!h

Flames with abyssal power have the power to erode souls, and Richard has no protective power at the moment, and as soon as he was burned by the flames, he immediately suffered the pain of burning his soul. It is not an endurable pain at all, and it has nothing to do with whether the will is strong or not.

That little flame finally went out, leaving a shiny scorch mark on Richard's thigh. But Richard finally woke up from his near-coma and used the last of his strength to get back to his feet.

"I ...... And one last bit of strength. I'll just show you...... Shattered!" Richard said intermittently, threatening to fall at any moment.

Baal Baal watched a vague blue full moon appear above Richard's head, and then a dull blue moonlight appeared around Richard's body, and the whole person actually fit into Baal Baal!

Take your body as a sword!

"He's crazy!" Baal, Baal, barely had time to think of this thought before he was slammed into Richard's air.

When he hit the ground, Baal knew that this time he would never be able to get up again. Actually defeated by a fourteenth-level magician?

Richard staggered back a few steps, finally spurting out a mouthful of blood and slumping to the ground. In fact, he had already exhausted his magic power and body, and only the secret sword corresponding to the fourth string of the Blue Moon could barely be channeled out.

This sword has always been the sword that Richard has comprehended the most, and the reason for this is that when Gordon was teaching, his understanding of destruction was far above that of other secret swords, and Richard also learned the charm of this sword.

Baal Baal was already lying down, and Richard was still sitting, and the tragic victory was decided.

For a while, the two young people could only gasp violently, and they didn't even want to speak.

However, at this moment, Richard suddenly sniffed hard, and his face showed vigilance. At some point, a thick rancid stench began to fill the air, like a pile of rotten meat that had been rotten for an unknown number of days not far away.

Baal Baal suddenly opened his eyes, and a deep look of jealousy appeared on his face, and he suddenly shouted: "Black Usa!"

In the distance, there were bursts of hoarse and ugly laughter, and an extremely ugly barbarian sweat who could barely tell whether it was a man or a demonic beast rushed in. Before he could get close, the rancid smell in the air suddenly became thick and sick.

Hei Wusa wiped the sweat from his head and said with a smile: "Although it was a little hard to hurry, it looks just right now." It's a hassle to be early or late. ”

He stared at Richard with large and small eyes, and the pupils of his eyes showed a turquoise light like savagery. Hei Usa suddenly licked his lips with his tongue that was forked at the front end, and said, "You are the one who agreed, right? I heard that your name is Richard? It's amazing, you can actually defeat Baal Baal in this way, it seems that if you grow up for another two years, I'm afraid I won't be your opponent, hehe!"

After laughing, Hei Wusa said, "However, you will never have a chance to grow again!"

Baal Baal struggled to prop up his body and said angrily: "Hei Usa, what do you want to do? Don't hurt Richard, this is His Highness's strict order!"

"What a strict order!" Black Usa sneered and continued, "As long as I kill you two and destroy the corpses, who will know that I did it?"

ps: A chapter at twelve o'clock, there are still some.