What it was like to be afraid, Saterion had long forgotten.

Since becoming a strong man himself, Saterion has encountered many enemies - most of them are not his own enemies, they have fallen under his sword with frightened and desperate eyes, there are also many people who can fight with him or even have opponents on par, sometimes the opponent loses and hates this, sometimes he loses but calmly walks away, and it is not without him that he has encountered opponents who are stronger than himself, but Saterion still retreats from those enemies......

Because he is no longer the weak and incompetent teenager he used to be, in the hard workout, he has gained not only the strength, but also the heart that has gradually become stronger - he has the strength of himself, and he has gained the confidence to overcome his fears, even in adversity, he can also think calmly and calmly.

Saterion is a swordsman.

At all times, the heart must be as calm, indifferent, and ruthless as the weapon in the hand. You can be happy, angry, sad, or melancholy, but you can't be swayed by your emotions – or because of your past experiences, Saterion is particularly resistant to the emotion of "fear". In order to eliminate fear, he put himself in extremely dangerous situations countless times, and between life and death, he gradually began to get used to the coldness of death at hand, and also to the feeling that life was disappearing in front of his eyes.

...... For a long time, Saterion believed that he had overcome his fears.

Even if his right hand was cut off and the blade was taken away, Saterion did not have fear - victory and defeat are common, the blade can be found again, and the severed right hand can be restored with the help of the capable people in the organization......

And yet now......

The trembling of the limbs came from wave after wave, and Saterion could even hear the sound of his heart trembling very clearly.

- Monsters.

- Humanoid monsters.

So far, Saterion has seen countless strong men. But no matter how strong a man is, even if he is much stronger in the game, in his eyes, it is by no means unattainable—because he has seen the power beyond common sense, and the person who has that strength is the "great man" for whom he has vowed to dedicate his all.

And the girl in front of him now feels no less than the leader of his own organization!

- It's impossible to win!

Saterion knew that it was a being in a different dimension from herself. Instead of being the enemy, the win rate is zero anyway. It is not an enemy that can be defeated by stratagem and manpower, and even if it were to be replaced by a leader, it would most likely not have a substantial conflict with such an being.

[It seems that the game is really over now...... Why would it be in such a remote place to be- ah, yes! Only such an existence can distort the future of the adult to set the future of the ......]

"You...... Who the hell is it?"

"I'm just a passing Akalin......"

What is that?—— Aisha's answer confused Saterion.

"Well, don't worry, it's just a little bit of my personal grudge, anyway, you don't have much time, you just think these things are very powerful......"

[I don't understand what I'm talking about...... what is "Akarin", is it the name of an ancient sect, or is it ...... Is there anything that was a sect that sacrificed the wind in ancient times?]

The mage Seaterion who manipulated the wind had no less dealings, but unlike those mages in his cognition, the girl in front of him completely subverted his perception of wind magic - no need to chant and cast spells, no need to wait for the elements to be active, with the stroke of the other party's fingers, the atmosphere seemed to be pushed by something invisible, like a hungry wolf ferociously gnawing the earth, and in an instant, the place where he stood a second ago was crushed into dust.

It's not magic - Saddle was pretty sure that if it could be magic, the old men in the guild would have hung themselves one by one, pulling on the ropes.

Magic, which requires the resonance of spells and elements, can form all kinds of magic after obtaining the response of the elements. And the purple-haired girl in front of her not only skipped a bunch of complicated steps, but her behavior didn't seem to be communicating with the elements at all, she was directly directing the wind elements!

Under her influence, the wind elemental is full of brutal and indifferent killing intent, and with her commands, it will destroy all enemies in the most tyrannical posture - no matter how powerful a mage is, he can't let the elemental dye his emotions, and he can't drive the elemental like he commands his subordinates!

This is not the strength of human beings!

"Is the power of the gods strong...... You, are you an apostle?"

Saterion voiced a speculation he didn't want to believe.

"What do you say?"

Aisha smiled an unpredictable smile.

"People always put all kinds of mysterious colors on the amount of power beyond their understanding, you think that my strength comes from the gods, but what is the difference between you and the gods in the eyes of ordinary people? Perhaps, this is the amount of power obtained after signing a contract with a demon?"

"No, you can't confuse me with words, this kind of force, I'm familiar with it......"

- What about familiarity?

This strength, this attitude, is exactly the same as the "adult" in his heart.

“...... It seems that your status is not low, and you actually know the secrets of the level of 'apostle' - however, as the agent of 'wind', I still have to kill you. But you can rest assured, because your image is not too bad, and I will make you not so painful~"

With a wave of her sleeves, Aisha brought up layers of wind and waves like waves, but the difference is that the waves of the wind are "cut" out......

"What a pity......"

Aisha complained at the sight of the earth being wiped away like a wave of cream, but there was not a trace of red—and then, in her eyes, there was not the slightest pity or disappointment, but rather an unusually exuberant excitement and tyranny.

"Actually, just now you only felt cool, and then you didn't know anything, but you refused such a comfortable, comfortable and decent way...... Do you have to let me twist you into a matcha?, Aisha, my favorite thing to do—"

"—It's just to torture and kill the opponent!"

He barely dodged Aisha's attack, but Saterion didn't feel the murderous aura of the other party's attack on him...... If the other party was still hostile to him before, now, Aisha no longer regards him as an enemy - just like a child who finally got a toy, Aisha is only interested in the act of "crushing the other party......

[Same as "adult"...... Will the usually suppressed impulse to destroy be selectively vented in battle? No matter what kind of personality a person usually is, in this state, he will become irrepressibly violent and murderous......]

"This ...... Is it the agent of the gods on earth?"

The real fighting stance of "the Lord" was something Saterion had not seen before—before that, he had to step away from it to avoid being affected. This time, in the face of this force, Saterion finally felt the trembling from the soul.

It has nothing to do with his own psychology, because he is not facing an enemy, not an opponent...... It's an act of God.

Although Aisha restrained the scope of her actual influence, Saterion could still feel the mass that seemed to destroy the world.

"Who knows?"

A blue storm raged across the land, and in an instant, it was as if the entire space had been distorted, and the invisible winds intertwined with each other, refracting palpitations and tearing at everything.

“...... Oh?"

Aisha gazed with interest at the storm-engulfed land.

Impurities are still present in the field of wind.

"What is it? The place is cut off, and everything in this world is blocked from it...... And then, neutralization?"

[It's really a hand.,It's really a big deal to be able to come up with such a means.,But how do you think that guy's level makes no sense to be endowed with such a powerful thing?...... What is it used for?],

"After all, with your ability, you can't take the initiative to use it, and besides, this was originally only used to seal some dead things, although it can temporarily resist the attack of the spirited elements, but there is also a limit, as long as I work a little harder...... Huh?"

Aisha vaguely saw what was in Saterion's hands.

"Is it really the Star of Angellot, I didn't expect this to be in your hands...... Hmm! No......! This is not Angelot's relic!"

Although it was only a faint fluctuation, Aisha knew that Angelot, as the Holy Spirit of Light, could not have created a device that could hold negative energy—and that the things in the other party's hands undoubtedly had an ominous aura.

"No, this is indeed Angellot's Star, but after being transformed by 'Adult', it should now be 'Angellot's Black Star', right?"

Standing surrounded by the Holy Light, Saterion looked at his originally severed right hand as intact at this time, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's really worthy of the rumored artifact of the Holy Spirit, even if the inner has changed, but the Holy Light is still endless and cannot be polluted~"

"Hmph, the power of the Holy Spirit, even if it is embodied through such a prop, it is the purest and unadulterated power, how can it be polluted...... But do you really dare to do it, use the energy of the shadow to continue to erode, and finally replace the core attributes of Angellot Star......?

Aisha could no longer hide the anger in her heart, and the pale blue wind was soaked in Aisha's anger, and immediately became cloudy and full of tyrannical aura.

"Originally, I wanted to leave your soul to 'ask' something, and then let you rejoin reincarnation, but now I have changed my mind......"

The wind stopped.

But the element of wind is still alive.

It was a completely subversive sight, the manic and angry wind elemental leaping and excited, while the air around it fell silent......

"Wait, you guy's existence, I'll completely wipe it out of this world......"

- Call sign......

With Saterion as the center, the atmosphere within a radius of one kilometer began to flow.

- Wreak havoc......

With Saterion as the center, the active wind elementals within a radius of one kilometer fell silent - the moment the wind started, all the wind elements disappeared as if water had evaporated.

Realizing that the situation was not good, Saterion's expression became solemn.

【Hope...... This gamble can be successful, but then again, if it fails, then I'm afraid I won't even be able to find the scum, and the 'adult' won't blame me for losing the Black Star, right?]

"—die. ”

The wind swirled, roaring, tearing at everything in range.

The element of wind does not disappear, but sublimates into the phenomenon of "wind" itself - in the present when the element of wind is impregnated by Aisha's emotions, it is equivalent to the atmosphere of this large area, which is affected by Aisha's emotions, and at the same time, it also means complete manipulation.

Every inch of space is mercilessly torn apart and disrupted by the storm - in this crazy and brutal space, any foreign object will be treated equally by the wind, this is a cage turned into by the atmosphere, and it is also a meat grinder turned into by the atmosphere, crushed into dust, turned into nothingness is the only result.

- The Wind of the Ancient End!