"I refuse!"

Bai Hua looked directly at the old man in front of him, his eyes full of anger that could not be hidden.

If it is said that Bai Hua at the previous moment, although he was hostile because of the relationship between the other party's actions, he maintained a minimum of respect because he belonged to the same camp.

So now, it's complete killing intent.

A hero's killing intent is not so easy to bear.

Even if the body of the servant at this moment is demoted and demoted, he is also a brave man, and he once led the coalition to slaughter all the lives of an entire super empire.

The horror of the killing intent is beyond the cognition of ordinary people, and also beyond the cognition of the powerful magician who has lived for two centuries, Ahadeon.

The pungent smell of blood penetrated the tip of his nose, and everything that entered his eyes turned scarlet, as if countless dead spirits whispered in their ears, telling of unwillingness and pain, and issuing an invitation to become one of them.

Perception became sluggish, and if it weren't for the materialized murderous aura that had turned into dozens of sharp swords inserted into his body, making Ahadeon feel pain all the time, he would have thought that his perception had disappeared.

The ghost that tempts death, the sword composed of murderous aura, is too terrifying, each of them hits the deep weakness of the heart, and makes people have the idea of 'death is liberation', because to bear this murderous aura, life is better than death.

Even, Ahadion's will almost collapsed in the impact of this tide of murderous intent.

It's bad, then······ A little.

The next moment, the screams and the sword disappeared, and the old man finally got a respite.

However, when he looked down, he was horrified to find that his body was full of holes and endless viscous plasma was flowing out.

The nightmare is far from over.

Time, indefinitely extended in Ahadeon's consciousness.

"Ahhh Ahh Uhhh Ahhh

An unconscious murmur came from the old man's mouth.

There was no longer the same indifference and coldness in his eyes, and he was full of horror at the moment.

- To die, to die, to die.

- Like us, let's die together.

It was the whispers of the dead.

As a result, desires that have long been smoothed out by two centuries of long time spread wildly.

It was the thirst for death.

Death, and deliverance.

Death leads to salvation.

When you die, there is no more suffering.

Dead ······ That's it!

- That's right.

So...

- Die!

Let the old man die······

Finally, the magician's spirit broke down.

The magic power in Ahadeon's body instantly boiled, turning into a spirit son and dissipating.

"-Bang!"

The old man's figure suddenly exploded, returning to the most pure magic.

It's as if I've never been to this room before.

Seeing this, Bai Hua's face was difficult to look at.

From the very beginning, Ahadeon did not come, or rather, it was not Ahadeon, but a demon who was entrusted with spirits.

"Just as cautious as a mouse."

A few words, almost squeezed out from between Bai Hua's teeth.

Just now he really wanted to kill Ahardion.

After a while, a white dove flew in.

As a large amount of magic converged on the white dove, Ahadeon's form reappeared.

However, his face was strangely pale, and he was constantly rough.

Obviously, Bai Hua's killing intent and true reaction to the body were not comfortable.

It was impossible to adjust the physical state by breathing with the demon's body, but for Ahadion, it was the only way to soothe his spirit.

After a long time, with a deep exhalation, Ahadeon barely recovered.

"Whew... Whew··· It's really terrifying, every magician, when using magic, will suffer inhuman pain, but compared to your killing intent, it is nothing at all. ”

When the magician maintains the release of magic and maintains the magic method, he suffers inhuman pain, which is the price.

And he, thinking that he was used to it, that he would no longer react to pain.

But just now, the old man really had a sense of pain, and the most terrible thing was not from the body, but from the spirit.

Looking at the servant in front of him, a pair of eyes full of murderous intent revealed from his helmet, Ahad took two steps back as if his heart palpitated.

That terrible feeling has penetrated deep into his heart, and it is impossible to forget it in this life.

The fear of this servant was raised to the top at this moment.

If you are a normal person, after rejoicing, your first reaction is to become angry, and then disconnect the magic power that maintains this servant, so that it will dissipate naturally, right?

Not only because of anger, but also because he didn't dare to face this servant again.

It's the same with Ahadeon, after the rejoicing, it is the ultimate fear of Bai Hua.

But instead of being angry, he didn't show the slightest sign of anger, but laughed.

"Is just a simple killing intent comparable to a spiritual attack? It's fantastic, and that alone is enough to prove your strength. Ahadeon looked at Bai Hua as if admiring the most precious treasure in the world.

This killing intent alone is enough to prove Bai Hua's identity - a top-level servant.

"Bastard!"

The corners of Bai Hua's eyes twitched a little with anger.

No one had ever dared to look at him with such a gaze, not even Asbro III.

Of course, in normal times, this good-tempered brave man would definitely not be angry, but looking at himself like this, it turned out to be a bastard among bastards.

It was too much for him to adapt to, and even more unbearable.

"Although killing you will cut off the supply of mana, but using some rough means is not impossible to solve, I don't have to rely on you, keep this firmly in mind for me, and then get out."

Once he was judged to be 'evil' by Bai Hua, he would never show mercy.

Now, he had to let go of the wicked man in front of him.

But that doesn't mean he's compromised.

"Get out! Never appear in my field of vision, otherwise, next time it will not be as simple as killing intent. ”

In the merciless words, he tried his best to endure the desire to kill and anger.

Ahadeon heard it and was confused.

"Why are you so angry? Is it because of the old man's existence, or is it because of Illyasfil? Ahad asked a little blankly, he didn't understand the reason for Bai Hua's anger.

If it's because of his own existence, why doesn't he disappear?

"If it's because I'm dissatisfied with Illyasfil, I can also change a master for you, a good servant like you does have the right to choose a master." Ahadeon gave his self-righteous conclusions and solutions.

It's purely a declarative tone.

But in this, the meaning of Illya's existence is directly denied, if Illya does not have to become the master, then why was it created?

And why study such inhumane experiments?

In Ahadion's mouth, everything became a matter of course.

Like, throwing waste paper in the trash.

Like, discarding torn laundry.

Simple and reasonable.

"If you want the old man to be your master, although he is old, the old man can also go to the battlefield with you."

The voice fell, and the room fell silent, and it was ······

Bai Hua was angry!

Murderous intent, an explosion without warning.

Like a sea of blood, like a mountain of swords, like a sharp sword, and like a hundred ghosts.

I didn't even have time to cancel the magic, and I was instantly hit by the killing intent.

Two seconds later, Ahadeon once again turned into a spirit son and exploded, dissipating from Bai Hua's eyes.

"Never appear in front of me, you bastard old dog!"