Chapter 1219 (2/2)
”Boom!”
Even if he had done his best, the ”dawn” of the broken sword was stopped by the black fog rolled up by serliol; At the moment when the roar sounded in his ears, the ferocious serlior manipulated Enzo's broken left arm with black fog, and the withered palm aimed at Loren's face.
The next second, the black light column hit.
”Grin -”
The spear ”dragon teeth” was thrown out. At that moment, the ”silent dream” opened at the tip of the spear was not enough to offset the extinction column, but it also made Loren escape from the attack range.
Loren, who had escaped the fatal blow, went straight into serliol's three steps; Locking the broken sword stabbed to the chest, the black cross with the most dignified expression also didn't retreat, but went straight up.
”Pa!”
At the moment before the success of the sneak attack, the sharp angle spear was cut to pieces by the black fog rolled up by serlior again; Seeing through the black cross of Loren's move, he held his right hand falsely, and a big black fog sword appeared in his hand.
”Dang -!!”
The broken sword collided with the big sword, and the flames torn by the sword awn and the black fog bloomed at the intersection of their lines of sight.
”This powerless slash... I'm afraid you've divided me in two instead of you before?” at the moment of the sharp blade collision, the ferocious serlior didn't forget to sneer:
”Bet on destroying the world, scum and your own life. When can you last?”
”Enough to kill you!”
The incessant convulsions in the corners of his mouth made Lauren tremble and sweat like a waterfall on his forehead. The pain of tearing his heart and lungs was becoming more and more obvious as the balance between physical and mental was broken - he could be pained to death by himself without complete relief.
He doesn't have much time.
Eckhart told his lesson. Isaac gave the best chance. Enzo, the silver dragon, blocked serliol's blow with all his strength... Anyway, Loren standing here is no longer fighting for himself.
Even for them, they have to die.
Under the crazy attack, serlior, who was also injured, began to lose his strength - this is the most serious consequence of materialization. The injury will seriously weaken his strength.
Even if it is not obvious every time, a little makes a lot, it is still a very terrible number!
From the other side's attack, Loren can also feel that serliol has also reached the stage of the lamp running dry... Or this description is not accurate, which is closer to his substantiated body.
Now the black cross is more vigilant to protect itself than to defeat itself; After being seriously injured by the sacrificial blow of the silver dragon Enzo, this vigilance is even stronger than at the beginning.
He is probably full of vigilance now. Can he repeat the scene of Isaac before?
Unknowingly, the war situation has changed from fighting each other regardless of life and death to a posture of one side continuing to attack madly and one side defending passively.
”Boom -”
Once again, Loren Kankan, waving the tip of the ”dragon tooth” gun, flashed through the incoming light column, and the broken sword ”dawn” that fought with the black fog sword easily opened the cut that could divide him in two in a smooth and indescribable posture.
Why?
In serlior's sight, Loren is dancing around himself. He can always catch the edge and avoid the attack that can kill him - if it can be interpreted as superb experience, hundreds of times
Then prove your strength in close combat, far below him!
The frightened seryol could no longer control the change of his expression.
Now I can barely stop his attack by relying on the gap between the strength of both sides, but
A mistake, as long as there is a mistake, if Loren catches the opportunity to cut off his head... He is forced to complete the substantiation of himself, and there is no possibility of counterattack, it will disappear!
Serlior's eyes shrouded in the fear of death flashed and became decisive in an instant.
”Boom --!!”
Without hesitation, the huge void force converged into a black light column in front of him. Within three steps, this Loren was enough to kill himself and roared at the figure of the black haired wizard.
”Ah, ah, ah --!!!”
The violent force of emptiness hit him head-on. Stunned, Loren stabbed the ”dragon tooth” of his left hand, and didn't even have time to fully open the magic array.
”Clang!”
As expected, ”dragon tooth” got rid of it.
The black haired wizard who had just returned like a mad dog seemed to be stunned because of this. The black cross who seized the opportunity swept the black fog sword in his hand and easily flew the broken sword ”dawn” out.
The dying Loren Turin, now unarmed, stood motionless.
But serlior did not dare to relax his vigilance at all - the victory came so suddenly that he could not believe that this alien who has been entangled with himself until now and claims to turn the impossible into a possible one would die so decisively.
Curse, weapon, help... He must have some useless means, waiting for a fatal blow at his most relaxed moment!
Serlio seems to be able to predict... No, he sees what happens in the ”future”. While moving forward
Call————
The roar of tearing air sounded behind the black cross.
Suddenly looking back, Ayn Rand, holding the war bow, did not know when he had stood at the top of the hill, and the bow string in his hand was still shaking.
And the arrows she shot... The Dragon Knight's gun?!
Sure enough!
The black cross grinned, and the mocking smile spread on the ferocious face.
It's the same trick again... If I had focused all my attention on Loren at that moment, I'm afraid I've been pierced by the Dragon Knight's gun that can destroy all the forces of emptiness.
In the past, serlior certainly didn't care about this small injury, but it is enough to cause irreversible fatal injury to the black cross with ”entity” now.
At the moment when he was about to be hit by the Dragon Knight's gun, serlior dodged the tip of the gun in time, but his cheek was cut.
Strangely, the little wizard could not see the despair of defeat on his face. He closed his eyes and collapsed with a smile.
”Poof!”
The sound of the sharp blade running through the flesh and blood sounded behind him... Judging from the sound, it should be that Loren, who was still in place, was hit by the Dragon Knight's gun he avoided... The more the smile on the corner of the black cross's mouth.
”Poof --!”
The smiling black cross shook all over.
Viscous, like pus mixed with blood... Uncontrollable overflow from the corners of the mouth.
Serlior looked down in disbelief - the ”dawn” of the broken sword, or the blade broken by himself, came out from the center of his body.
”This... When on earth...”
The gushing plasma from his mouth interrupted his words, but could not interrupt his surprise.
All this was expected by the stranger... Loren Turin? Or was he just lucky enough to stand in the position of the broken sword when he lost his vigilance?
Was it my control of the void... The world... Lost to him?
A stranger who has nothing to do with the world?
The wide eyed black cross turned and looked behind him. The Dragon Knight's gun that pierced Lauren's shoulder had been pulled out and ran through his throat.
The dark pupils looked at him.
The bloody palm clung tightly to the gap of the broken sword.
The gray blue sword runs through the world.
”May emptiness... Be with you!!!!!”