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"Offer your loyalty in exchange for the power I have given you, the power that is endless, and all things are subservient......"

"You're going to get a qiē...... Glory, merit, loyalty, this power can be given to you, accept it, merge it, give your surrender to me, and you can get this qiē, this unimaginable power of the mortal......"

"This is a supreme contract, equal and mutually beneficial, you and my ......"

The chaotic fluctuation of thoughts is like a flood, instilled along the delicate tentacles of thought, and almost in an instant it fills the whole mind, over and over again, one after another, hundreds of voices telling, roaring, begging, tempting...... They came from all directions, as if they had turned into substance, and the collapse of thousands of huge rocks was as irresistible, as sharp as countless sharp knives, and as if they were delicate and fluffy soothing, impacting every inch and every minute of the soul......

The psychic mancer did his best to condense his self-consciousness into a small but sturdy core, but the senses seemed to have cracked and shattered in an instant, sweeping away the waves of thoughts!

Time passed slowly......

Dark Dark Dark Dark ...... A qiē is invisible, a qiē is a rich, deep darkness that envelops all, but surprisingly, it seems to be able to see something from this darkness...... Countless darkness converged or dispersed, and a certain message appeared in the field of vision.

It was an intricate symbol: a mass pattern, a tumbling cloud that converged into a huge pentagram, the symbol was inverted, and the inner part of the five sharp horns revealed a face, four long horns like cattle and sheep, and a smooth beard, supporting the whole pattern. And in the center, there is a deep-eyebrowed, handsome face.

His red gaze seemed to detect Edward's gaze, and the complex voices that filled the mind of the psychic warlock faded away, leaving only one of them, the voice of a gentle, magnetic man. But it's still big, and it comes from every space around it. It's as if a qiē is wrapped in it.

"Do you want this power? pay the price......"

“...... Do you want this power?"

“...... Power ......"

"Don't resist, Edward Vincent, join me and surrender to me!

"No...... I'm not going to exchange anything with you, you don't even know anything. You're just relying on a split second to read my superficial thoughts. You don't get anything. And I've got what I wanted. ”

Edward's response, in this overwhelming voice, was so subtle that it was almost impossible to detect, but this response was a turning point, a node. A switch...... Let all the complicated qiē be re-subsumed into a certain order.

The silver waves lit up like rippling water.

The darkness receded, but only for a moment. The silver, as the mind of the psychic warlock rushed outward, surging outward, the darkness was swallowed up, and a cold feeling, the essence of things, was gradually infiltrating into consciousness. Then the senses of the sorcerer heard the high-pitched roar of the voice, and screamed as if in disappointment. But the sound is getting weaker and weaker......

Instead, something.

It's memory, it's knowledge, or, it's what it's called enlightenment. They came from the darkness that was swallowed up by silver, and instilled in the consciousness of the telemagician, so that his affection became the joy of nature, and the joy swelled, and the voice became weaker.

However, the moment it disappeared, the voice suddenly laughed.

"I'll find you, human. In the inverted pentagram, the faces of the characters faded but seemed to be more vivid, and in the laughter, he said word by word: "Although I confess that it is indeed what I expected, I will find your ......"

What do you want to do when you find me?

With a long exhale, Edward opened his eyes...... Then, the tentacles of the mind coiled and expanded, turning the extracted energy into a piece of silver light! At the same time, the flames constructed an indestructible long sword, piercing the silver light, piercing the black robe, and dissolving it into a raging fire!

However, in the light of the fire, in the next moment, it turned into a shining crystal-like material, and the lifelike human form gradually distorted and cracked in the flames, and when the sword-wielder raised his gaze in amazement, he noticed that the black robe was already standing still in the space twenty feet away, silently watching the flames rising into the sky.

"See you again, Lord Edward. ”

The Psychic Warlock heard the familiar voice with some childish maturity greeting him, and he looked up as the delicate tents around him turned into a sea of fire, and the leader of the Scarlet Knights was stepping out of the door of the flames with his sword raised, and in front of his outstretched sword, the astral shell of the astral shell driven by the perception of danger had been reduced to charred slag and crumbled into ashes.

"Long time no see......"

The Psychic Warlock gracefully returned the salute as he rolled his gaze, noticing the green glow of his body—it was supposed to be a dimensional anchor, and even the sheen of an anti-magic field. Obviously, the opponent was fully prepared before attacking, and if it weren't for the difference between the power of the psychic ability and magic, he might have been able to burn himself to ashes with a single blow, which was shocked by that strange power.

It's a pity that all the qiē has passed.

The Lancefield's tent was already burning at the moment, and a dozen or so Scarlet Knights were stepping out of the flames one after another, staring at the black robe in the center as if they were facing a great enemy, and the fire behind them was instantly absorbed by the long sword in their hands, gilding the metal with a dull or bright red, and behind them, a dozen gray-robed withering warlocks each held their wands, and the leader of them was naturally their leader, the light and unbuttoned robe on this lady's body was barely tied by a cloth belt, and the blue-gray eyes stared at the telemancer for a moment。

"Sir Sukhoi, do you think these people can handle me?" the Psychic Warlock's gaze lingered on her swollen breasts for a moment, the corners of her pale mouth condensing into a mocking arc. After reaping the lady's tooth-gritting expression, she slowly turned her gaze back to the young man standing still with his sword.

In consciousness, the feeling of communion with that powerful and mysterious force. But for a moment, it seemed that the time of reality had passed a little long—as he said this, a small picture was reflected in the left eye of the telemancer, and within a few hundred feet of the surrounding area, there were already two hundred powerful beings!

There are warlocks, there are knights, and even a dozen giant undead.

"Or, we really aren't your match......" Sukhoi nodded and raised his sword. So, the flames were like living creatures, condensing into countless incandescent lights around him: "But as long as it can stop your attack, this is enough. ”

"So what? in exchange for your lives for my unsuccessful men? Or you don't know. They're just random guys I brought out of the camp? A few days ago, they were just soldiers of a guy named Herman. I just need that group of people. So I lent them out. ”

Edward sneered: "In exchange for the lives of these people, the empire is willing to give out their precious Imperial Elector Legion in exchange, even if it is one for five, six or seven, this transaction is too generous, right?"

"This is not a deal, Lord Edward...... We are the knights of the Empire, the descendants of the followers of His Majesty the great Isgandar. We started by taking the sword in our hands. He has sworn to fight for the Empire. ”

The young knight I stepped into the sword, and the loud voice responded, a sonorous voice. Let the surrounding flames burn, also pause: "In order to protect the great empire, in order to protect the people of the empire, any sacrifice is our duty." ”

"A worthy sacrifice is worth it, otherwise, it will be a wasted death. ”

The Psychic sneered.

The light entangled, extended, and outlined the chaotic battlefield even farther away.

More enemies have already appeared there, different from the undead of the withered white phoenix, they are some human warriors, they are not assisted by horses, but they move unexpectedly quickly, interspersed on the battlefield, even if there are only more than two hundred people, but they have surrounded and divided the soldiers of the Tuminis kingdom ten times their size, and in front of them, the warriors are constantly falling, even the running tanks cannot get rid of the two or three guys who began to board it.

"Two thousand three...... No, there are only more than two thousand one hundred left?This loss is really not small......" In his gaze, the almost one-sided situation made Edward frown.

The black robe moved slightly, and a hand stretched out from the sleeve of the robe, slowly raised, a simple movement, but the dozens of knights who were waiting around took a step back like a great enemy!

Although the brilliance of the spell invalidation enchantment on that person's body was still shining in their sights, everyone seemed to have decided in their hearts that that the famous magic would not affect the spellcaster in front of them.

Why?

Although the anti-magic force field is no more than seven rings, even the casting of the nine-ring arcane will be affected, right?

No one can explain why they are so sure of the impossible...... Or maybe it was because of that person's gaze, the moment he raised his head, the strange silver, like a piece of iron, a disease, pierced into everyone's heart, stopping their breathing, and freezing their hearts that should be high, fighting.

No one admits it, that's fear...... But in fact, little by little, they fell into the fear around that person, heavy and rich, like a substance.

The only fearless one is Sukhoi Philo Ferdinand.

The flames bloomed behind him, and he himself was even more in front of this flame, and it only took a moment for a flash of fire to cross the distance of twenty feet with one person and one sword! Six dragons and snake-like pillars of fire, along the direction of the long sword, fiercely pounced on the still enemy, completely sealing all his retreats!

But the Psychic Warlock just stretched out his hand.

In the palm of his hand, a tiny ball of light, shimmering with a subtle gray, "That's it......" he whispered, and the gray light suddenly expanded!

The flames swelled, enveloping the two figures, one black and one red, but at this moment, everyone around them involuntarily raised their heads - in the blue sky, the sun had begun to emit a warm orange red, so. The gray light is particularly clear and eye-catching. It rises, expands, expands...... Spread out under the sky and create strange flowers.

"Impossible......"

Lancefil Kenan Opinee raised his head, his gaze reflecting the gray lines that seemed to cross the sky, but sinuous and falling, and Sakura's lips opened and closed, muttering in disbelief, "That's the ceremony of conferring...... But this distance. This amount...... How is this possible? Unbelievable......"

......

On the battlefield more than ten miles away, Melian leaned on his thin sword and exhaled heavily, looking at the incredible things in front of him.

The sun of the Moon of Rotting Leaves radiates a warm orange-red color. However, that temperature. But it's just a stone's throw away. Hidden in a cold blue. Snowflakes rolled in a space dozens of feet high, and the cold air formed a haze, covering up the shadows around them into a dark gray!

However, it can't hide those screams. and the roar –

Sorry, please wait a minute,——

Frost and snow stretched beneath their feet, covering the land in early autumn. But in the blink of an eye, it has been turned into penetrating ice! And under their feet, the steel combat boots slid on the ice, and every movement was extremely strange! Between the swing of the long sword, the ice and snow covered it, so that the blue blade became long and short, and often a single swing could cut the throats of two or three warriors!

A sword stabbed at them, every second someone fell, every moment there was a scream representing the death of life, the cry of despair was full of pain and unwillingness like an invisible monster, eating away at the hope in everyone's heart, making their whole body tremble uncontrollably.

The Ice Wind Demon Bear spat out a mouthful of cold winter mist, and his gaze had already fallen ten feet away, and a warrior who was retreating, just about to make a second counterattack, a colic pain from his heart made him tremble! He lowered his head, but was shocked to see that a long sword blade had been revealed on his chest at some point! Blood sprayed outward along the blade, and then was frozen into gray and white by the breath of frost.

The Imperial Knight opened his mouth to take another breath of air, but the empty power had slowly soaked his body, and his staggering steps could not support the huge body, his eyes widened in vain, and the gradually illusory figure on the battlefield was reflected in his pupils.

One after another, the Tumenes knights threw away their spears and jumped off their horses, their pupils shining with a clear light...... No longer fleeing, no longer frightened, they ran toward their enemies, and then, the moment their blades met, they vanished into thin air. (To be continued......)