One hand, less than a second. As Christina said, Karlo Plante is a tough guy to deal with. Christina squirmed her lips with difficulty, as if she wanted to say something, but could not spell out the words clearly.

Ivan jumped in front of Christina, almost at the same time, Carlo kicked his feet, but there was no shining thunder on the top of the scepter in his hand, Ivan subconsciously raised his hand, and the silver circle of light quickly converged into a plate-shaped shield, and Carlo's scepter struck on the shield with a metallic sound. At this moment, the golden lightning exploded.

The aperture immediately spread, and Ivan stumbled back, the impact of the current causing him to nearly fall on top of Christina. Had he not discovered Carlo's intentions in time, the tiny bolts of lightning scurrying around would have struck him. Without hesitation, Carlo retreated, his right hand, holding the scepter, carefully hidden behind the hem of his trench coat.

Carlo......

I've been hoping not to have a conflict with Carlo, but there are so many lies that I can't hide them one day. Ivan looked at Carlo's face sadly, and surprisingly, Carlo was still so calm.

I remember that in the kingdom of Aura before, when Carlo thought that Ivan had deceived him, he was obviously angry. However, at this time, Carlo seemed to have already seen all the truth.

Without warning, Carlo pressed in front of him again, his black clothes passing by like an invisible ghost, and the upturned trench coat was just right to hide his movements. Not knowing where the lightning would come from, Ivan gritted his teeth and poured more magic into the wrist chakra. A full silver ball of light formed around him and Christina. The suddenly brightened ball of light was like a firework that bloomed in an instant, and the bright brilliance was enough to dazzle ordinary people for a while.

Carlo had closed his eyes before the light burst out, but his agile movements were not affected at all. An arc of condensed magic swept through a semicircle and struck Ivan behind him. If the silver barrier had been a little weak, the lightning would have struck Christina. Immediately after that, Carlo's figure disappeared, and Ivan could only vaguely recognize him standing several meters away.

The silver light dimmed slightly. Although Ivan's eyes are more adaptable to light, his vision has become a little blurry because he hasn't rested well in the past few days. Suddenly, there was a piercing stab, and several lightning bolts slashed down. At the same time, Carlo rushed in front of him again.

I can't stand it!

A beam of silver light shot straight out of the light curtain, and Carlo flashed to the side, dodging the arrow-like beam. The beam wasn't aimed at him in the first place. Carlo slid to the side. More lightning fell from the sky, all blocked by the light curtain.

"Stupid, stupid......" Behind Ivan, Christina struggled to prop herself up.

"Quick...... Kill him. Otherwise......"

The heat wave was suddenly set off. Ivan was taken aback, only to see a raging flame rising from the bushes around him. He finally understood Carlo's tactics. Carlo knew that he was tired, and that his advantage was only magic, and that in this thin air of fire, Ivan could continue to keep the barrier strong and intact......

As long as Ivan is the slightest negligent, Carlo will never let go, you must know that Carlo has undergone rigorous combat training since he was a child, and he once was. The guardian knight of the kingdom of Orra, with the terrifying title of "Knight of Hell......

The heat wave shook the scenery in front of me. Christina muttered "Leave me alone", and Ivan looked at Carlo in a daze. In fact, from the time they first met, Carlo appeared to be very hostile to Ivan, although Ivan never felt that Carlo was an enemy.

"Carlo, you ......" Ivan's mouth was dry. There is no time to explain, and even if it does, the brainless Carlo may not be able to listen, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for Ivan. He didn't expect Carlo to let him go for Xiulin's sake, Carlo was this kind of unsympathetic person.

So, I can only end the battle as much as possible.

Carlo's expression became alert, and even though his perception of magic was weak, he could still notice subtle changes on the battlefield. He didn't use his magic, and his rash attack only made Ivan, who had a sharper sense of perception, aware of his movements.

The scorching waves of air suddenly stopped.

Carlo closed his eyes again, and relying entirely on his body's instincts, he slumped down and lunged forward, provoking the scepter of thunder from the bottom up with full force.

In the next moment, the whole sky was dyed an eerie black and red, and the hot wind swept across his back like the claws of a wild beast, stinging as if it had been burned. Carlo held the ground with one hand, and the scepter in the other hand rested against the ribs of the man next to him.

The man fell to the ground, his blue eyes as if on fire, staring at the strange scene in the sky. A large black-red orb hovered above their heads, and the orb had exploded from within, but the explosion was confined to a small area, taking on a strange changing color.

Magnificent golden light flowed through the sky, and Carlo turned over, the scepter still pointing at Ivan. Ivan didn't even look at him.

"Can you stop?"

Carlo immediately put away his scepter.

He knew very well that now was really not the time to deal with Ivan, if it weren't for the golden light whistling in Ivan's hand intercepting the black-red fireball in mid-air, and using the barrier of light to control the explosion, I'm afraid they would have all been burned to ashes. Carlo sprang to his feet and looked at the brightly lit building.

Is it McCann Balran? What does he mean by striking at this time, wanting to kill Carlo with him?

"Wait a minute, I'll go better. Ivan sat up, looked up at Carlo with a blank expression. At the last moment, Carlo seemed to be in the middle of Ivan and the exploding fireball, "His attack distance is very long, and your magic perception is not good." ”

Ivan turned to Christina again, and Christina supported her body with her arms, behind which was the burning bush, and she was also staring intently at the familiar Lorraine Pavilion.

"Don't do anything yet, wait until I get back, okay?" said Ivan.

Carlo turned to the side and didn't nod, but he silently took a step back. Carlo's hair was soaked with sweat, as if he was suffering from burns. Ivan quickly got up, stepped over the bushes, and ran to a nearby garden path that was not covered with bushes.

"That's the boss you're loyal to, that's a funny guy. Christina's weak sneer rang out from the side.

Without saying a word, Carlo walked over to Christina and held out a hand.

Christina looked at him in surprise, the man's face was still so stiff, and even a little blue.

"If you don't want to be burned, come here. Carlo grimly, "I'm not loyal to McCann Ballan. I also want to know what he's doing. ”

"And what are you going to do?"

"I'll wait until Yafil returns. (To be continued......)