If you have to describe it specifically, Bellamy didn't know how to describe the weird and distorted feeling for a while, I can only say that Steyr's offensive or defensive, and even the pace of movement looks cumbersome and complicated, a series of complicated attacks and defenses are connected together, coupled with extremely complex movements, it is like a well-rehearsed dance, yes, it is like a dance movement on the stage, and the cumbersome faint elegance is faintly brought out, but in the dance performed by Steyr, every movement hides an absolutely fatal temptation, if you are attracted by his movements, then the next momentThere's a good chance his sword will pierce your throat.

"What the hell is that feeling?" a burst of flame forced Steyr away again, the glow of the fire illuminating Bellamy's troubled expression.

"Looks like you've noticed, my abilities ......" Steyr swung a sharp sword in the air, cutting the remaining scorching air in front of him in two.

"What are you capable of?"

"No, to be precise, it should be the ability of this sword in my hand. Steyr's face was filled with a relaxed and happy smile, and the smile faintly revealed a kind of madness for killing, "The Demon Soul Weapon is not only as simple as having independent soul power, it can not only greatly improve the soul power of the holder, but more importantly, it also contains inexplicable abilities, each Demon Soul Weapon has its own unique ability, my Demon Soul Weapon has an extremely elegant name, it is called [Moon in the Well], and its ability I call it - Mirror Flower Water Moon!"

"[Moon in the Well]??These names are not very suitable for you!"

"It doesn't matter if it's suitable or not, what matters is that you can understand a little bit of my abilities now?" Steyr nodded on tiptoe and leaped lightly towards Bellamy again, his sword slashing out sideways.

"I don't understand at all!" The sword wind that followed approached Bellamy's face, and even the air flow rolled up by the blade of the sword opened the broken hair in front of Bellamy's forehead, his deep eyes flashed with a strange light, and a solemn and serious expression appeared on his unruly face, he quickly flipped his body and jumped backwards, flexibly and agilely dodging Steyr's attack, and his deep eyes showed a faint disdain, "If it's a double sword stream, your fighting style is really not good?" It's a far cry from the guy with the double knife just now!"

"Oh, I see, but it's a pity, first of all, I don't use the double sword flow!" Steyr smiled and withdrew the long sword, habitually holding the frame on the bridge of his nose, and the smile hidden behind the dark lenses became even stronger, "Second, I haven't shown my limits yet, how do you judge that I am not as good as the guy who used the double sword just now?"

"Haven't you shown your limits yet? Let me see it, I don't think you're going to be able to take me down with such a casual attack. Bellamy patted the dust that had fallen on the red robe, raised her eyes slightly to stare at Steyr, and said, "Or ...... Are you afraid, even with all your might, you won't be able to defeat me?"

"Interesting!, but I do underestimate you, I still have such strength left after fighting with the Legion Leader of [Slayer], I have to praise you, but it's a pity that ......" Steyr seemed to be a little sorry and said, "If there is only this level left, I really can't be interested, you are the one who should almost use your full strength, after all, your soul power is draining rapidly every moment, and there is not much time left, are you still waiting for me to reveal a fatal flaw?" Or are you actually the limit?!"

"You seem to like to play with your prey, don't you? When the prey is absolutely inescapable, the cat usually plays with its prey to its heart's content, until it gets tired of it, and then bites off the throat of its prey. Bellamy's eyes sharpened, "It seems to you that I'm already the prey that you can't escape, right?"

"Prey, if you want to talk about prey, we are your prey, right?" Steyr calmly looked at Bellamy's increasingly sharp eyes, and said calmly, "pretend to be dying, and then sneak attack when we attack, you are the hunters who are carefully disguised, right?"

"That's right...... Isn't that right...... The last one to survive is the hunter!" Bellamy's eyes were full of murderous energy, and the violent soul power poured out like a flood of tens of millions of tons breaking through the dam, "You said you can't be interest......ed, right?

Steyr's dark lenses clearly reflected the violently tumbling flames, and the red figure completely wrapped in the flames, the devilish rampant smile loomed in the rolling flames, his bronzed left arm was slightly raised, and the dense black tattoos covered every inch of the skin on his left arm, which looked extremely strange and mysterious.

"That's all you need!" Bellamy's clenched fist in his left hand slammed into the ground, and the flames that rolled wildly around him suddenly spread out in a ripple-like manner, like a wave of flames swept up on the ground, and the dense weird tattoos burst out of fierce and dazzling golden light one by one from bottom to top, Bellamy's figure was instantly engulfed by the golden light, and at the same time, the crazy roaring soul power seemed to be a hurricane of the end of the world, the burning earth was rapidly cracking, the shattered rocks were swept up into the sky by the hurricane, and the morning when it was still clear just now suddenly became a dark cloud pressure, and there was an indescribable sense of oppression under the black oppressive sky. "Liberate, [Flame Burst]!"

"Hahaha!" Steyr's face changed rapidly, from the initial doubt to the later surprise, then to shock, and finally to madness, in the face of the violent rolling storm and rolling waves, he laughed unscrupulously, as if he could not suppress the joy and madness in his heart, "Very good, very good, very good! This is your strongest posture! This is your ultimate strength! This is the craziest fight we expect from each other!"

"Well, I'm sorry, maybe you won't get the thrill you want in a fight like this, because ......" The golden tattoo on Bellamy's left arm as dazzling as the sun seemed to come to life, slowly detached from his left arm, and flowed into the broken earth like a liquid, slowly forming a huge magic array with Bellamy as the center, countless golden lights emerged from the huge magic array, the dazzling golden light was even more dazzling than the sun, making it impossible to look directly, Bellamy's golden light flashed at the moment, and rushed towards Steyr frantically, and the waves of flames along the way surged around his lightning-like figure, like a tornado of flames clinging to the ground, "Death is a momentary thing!"

"It's getting more and more interesting, it's getting more and more exciting, and it should tremble in the face of such a god-like power......" Steyr lowered his arm slightly, and the golden light that exploded in an instant failed to take away Steyr's vision for the first time, his dark glasses blocked it for him well, he stared at the flaming tornado that rolled wildly, and the smile on his face gradually faded, "But you are not the only one who has this kind of power......

"Mirrors!"

The light of the rising sun filled the large room, and from the open windows, you could clearly hear the sound of the war in the distance, surging one after another, like a funeral requiem that shocked the heavens and the earth, burying this cold and lonely city.

"Isn't that your accusation?" Tsura, looking in the direction of the exploding and tumbling walls, a mysterious smile that belonged to the victor on her face, "Isn't this your charge and the evidence of your guilt?"

"You....... You are colluding with Bhakda's army?" Gilgaya looked at Tashura in shock, then turned his puzzled and angry gaze on Diami, "It's you...... You're all planning all this, why, why are you doing this, what is your purpose, to let enemy warships trample on our homeland?"

"Yes, it was we who orchestrated all this, the ancient magical empire of Oslan has been on the throne of the world for too long, it has long been a dying old man, it has long been decayed, no one can sit on the throne forever, the old king will always be replaced by a new king, a younger and stronger king. Tashura looked wistfully at the city burning in the light of dawn, "We are just following the tide of the changing times, and we are embracing the new king to ascend to the throne of the world, to welcome the coming new era, a new and perfect era!"

"Welcome a new king to the throne of the world, welcome a new and beautiful era?" Gilgaya listened to the Colonel of Oslan say such crazy words, and the anger in his heart burned like a fire, but what else could he do at this moment, who had already been taken prisoner? Grief and indignation struck him, and he couldn't help but turn into a terrible roar.

"Yes, the ancient Oslan has lost its power to rule the world, hatred, killing, and war are quietly breeding in this corner of the world, eating away at this once beautiful world bit by bit, tragedies occur one after another, in the blood and corpses, the helpless weak can only wail and moan, and then slowly turn into another evil ghost in the anger of hatred......" Tasura's pupils looked like an endless abyss at the moment, and there was an irresistible fear in her voice full of sadness, "Oslan is aging, it has no power to stop all this nightmarish reincarnation, the dazzling throne needs a new successor, a new king needs to sweep away these gloom and bring the world back to that beautiful era, everything we do is to let the new king walk on his throne." ”

"Do you understand......