Flame to flame.

Frost against Frost.

Angel quickly consumed his spirituality, exerted all kinds of extraordinary abilities of the "witch", and smashed his head and face at the gray-haired "Joy Witch".

But the other party also has the same ability, and even under the enhancement of the high-sequence potions, the power is even better than his own.

Flying shards of frost, black flames rising and extinguishing, the Witch of Pleasure smiled at the corners of her eyes, passively defending against the opponent's attack.

She doesn't seem to care if she wins or loses the battle, just reacts passively, stalling for time for something to happen.

"It's the same as last time, it's just me and you, and your teammates are fighting over there," the witch said unhurriedly as she flashed a black flame that struck, "but this time, they didn't have a chance to escape." ”

The words spoken in that seductive voice made Angel extremely angry.

"You know me?"

The witch's ill will towards her is unmistakable, but apart from the time when the night watchmen followed clues to destroy their stronghold and tear down the altar of the curse, Angel did not remember any personal vendetta between herself and the other party.

"I know you even if it's burned to ashes," the long-haired beautiful woman said hatefully, the smile in her eyes vanishing, "Well, that's a good idea, and when your teammates die in front of you one by one, I'll burn you to ashes in honor of Randy." ”

The spider silk beside her gathered violently, trying to bind Angel, but it was ignited by the black flame that emerged from the void, burning into a wisp of green smoke.

"Randy, who is that?"

Hearing Angel's slightly dazed question, the other party's face suddenly showed an angry expression, and a frost spear rushed straight towards her, turning into glass shards at the moment of being hit, and then appeared at a very close distance, stabbing with a dagger with black flames.

Angel, who couldn't dodge it, was pierced through her body with a knife, and the cursed black flame on the dagger instantly spread throughout her body, and then the body shrouded in black flames thinned and smaller, turning into a broken paper figure and turning into a pinch of ashes.

Re-emerging from the witch's side, Angel held up "Thirsty Blood" and pulled the trigger.

A shot close at hand was blocked by the opponent's arm who was skilled in fighting, and the bullet flew through the long gray-white hair, bringing a strand of hair with it.

Tsk, fighting the extraordinary in the same way is really much more difficult than bullying other sequences.

Angel frowned, twisted his wrist and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the other party again, but was dodged again by his nimble body, but because his body was too close, he didn't have time to dodge the dagger that hit back, and was slashed through the abdomen by the sharp dagger, leaving a bloody mark.

Raising the bloodied dagger, the Witch of Pleasure grinned at the corners of her mouth, and reached out to snatch a drop of blood to cast a curse that would make her enemies wail in pain.

"Wow-"

A baby's cry resounded throughout the park square.

Angel seemed to have been hit the head, and his eyes turned black again, and he began to have difficulty breathing.

Just as she had done when she was promoted to abettor, the few remaining spirits in her body tumbled and surged, and her bare arms turned purple.

This cry almost made her lose control.

Fortunately, the cry did not come again, and Angel gritted her teeth, trying her best to stabilize the physical and spiritual changes.

The performance of the happy witch in front of her at the moment was even more unbearable, I don't know if it was due to emotional instability, or because she had consumed too much spirituality in the battle, under the cry of the heir of the evil god, the witch's long gray hair all floated up, and each one became thicker, like a moving snake.

"I didn't expect that guy to count me in......"

A wry smile appeared on her face, and then her fair face was enveloped by black veins that ran from her neck to her cheeks.

"Boom-"

A thunderous explosion came from the center of the plaza behind Angel, followed by a fierce sunlight that illuminated the two of them.

"At least...... Kill you first! ”

The witch let out a muffled roar, and her face, which was already covered with black veins, was reflected by the light like a devil, and she rushed towards Angel with daggers in both hands.

Angel's haphazard attack was easily dodged by Angel, who sideways and fired three shots in a row.

"Bang bang bang-"

Bullets carrying black flames passed through the out-of-control witch's body, igniting a black flame.

In the skyrocketing firelight, the twisted and deformed body turned into a short black staff, which was reduced to ashes in the flames that had special effects on spiritual objects.

The only shred of sanity left Mitis to subconsciously cast a wand double, avoiding the cursed Black Flame that the "witch" is good at.

Her body appeared in mid-air at a height of tens of meters, and her body was still burning with a little black flame that had not yet been extinguished, but it was no longer fatal.

What is fatal is her physical state, the extraordinary power that she has lost control......

Knowing that her fate was sealed at this moment, Mitis was calm in her heart.

She looked down from the sky, at the culprit who had caused her to lose control.

The headless Megoos curled up in the middle of the steaming square, and the second "Sun Charm" had nearly killed the tenacious woman.

But a wound had been torn in her bulging abdomen, and a black tide surged inside, as if a blood-red light flashed, as if some terrible being would emerge from her broken body at any moment and descend on the city of Tingen.

Mr. C, dressed in a blood-colored robe, was kneeling beside Megoos, the "Bishop of the Rose" of the Aurora Society, who had conspired with her, chanting prayers aloud.

The three night watchmen were equally miserable.

The young night watchman whose left hand had been severed by Mitis was still in the position of throwing the spell, his severed arm drooping, and the wound was gushing blood with the frequency of his heartbeat, but it was absorbed by the black silk threads floating in the air, barely spilling to the ground.

Another night watchman was bleeding from his mouth and nose, his back against the stone podium, his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and the thick blood vessel, which had turned red, fell to the side.

The Captain of the Nightwatch, who held St. Selena's ashes, had a blur of flesh on his chest, a wound he had opened on his own, and from the depths of the open wound, it seemed as if the heart was slowly stopping to beat.

Originally...... We're all in that guy's calculations......

Mitis had a glimmer of realization.

But it doesn't matter, the evil god is coming, whether it's the "witch" who killed Randy, or the people she values the most, they will die here, and that's enough......

Feeling her body gradually falling, the out-of-control witch's eyes slowly closed.

Bang –

The black flame that was about to be extinguished on her body suddenly became more vigorous, and the witch who had been sentenced to death in her heart appeared in the air, and on that beautiful face, dark purple eyes looked at her without emotion.

Then, the face was obscured by a black revolver that was emitting blood.

A shining ray of light that could burn the retina pierced the sky, piercing Mitis's chest from top to bottom, penetrating Mr. C, who was about to sacrifice himself to Megous, and penetrating the soon-to-be-born offspring of the evil god in Megoos's womb.

The last cry of the "True Creator" in Tingen was shattered by the "Ray of Broken Light".

Question turn-based, understand turn-based, and become turn-based.

(End of chapter)