On the trembling white stone bridge, the "fascist" who fell in a pool of blood was still twitching slightly.

The panting black haired wizard took back the bright silver in his hand and looked at the body with vigilance.

Francis, he... Should be dead?

Even a vampire who is beheaded will definitely die.

The whole dragon king tower, not... Should be the whole niederhogg disintegrating; According to the tomb keeper, in half a day, the Dragon King City will completely collapse, become countless fragments and fall into the abyss of glacier cracks.

I still have enough time to leave here. First I have to meet Isaac and then I have to find a way to inform the broken boundary mountain fortress about the invasion of demons. If everything is still in time, then

"Loren Turin..."

A very weak but extremely cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

The dark haired wizard who was just about to leave suddenly froze, trembled and turned his head. The dark pupils were filled with incredible words.

The twitching "corpse" in the pool of blood grew a head again from the fracture of the neck!

"Do you really think I will appear unprepared in front of you, a despicable blasphemer?" the bloody Francis opened his eyes and twisted his expression to the extreme.

As he spoke, he slowly raised his right arm, the black cross runes on his wrist gushed out "black lines", gradually covered the whole body of fascist along his arm, penetrated into his eyes from his face, and dyed those blood red eyes black.

"Wait, wait... It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be..."

Asriel's voice suddenly sounded in my mind. Surprisingly, the young man's voice didn't sound very good, just like shaking with fear:

"It's Sergio, 'black cross' Sergio?! Loren, run --!"

The voice fell. Without a moment's hesitation, the black haired wizard turned and ran towards the corridor pillar palace, and the black feather eagle with open wings followed him closely.

"Boom --!!"

With the vibration from his feet, farnesi in the pool of blood was hysterical and laughed wildly.

The continuous tremor shook the whole King City, the high tower overturned, the bricks and stones collapsed, and the cracked lines continued to extend on the ground, tearing the earth under your feet into countless separated fragments.

"Run away, run away, try your best to eat milk and run away like a drowning dog. This is what you should have..."

Like an electric shock, Francis convulsed all over, and the pool of blood under his feet began to boil, pouring into his body like having life. His eyes turned white, raised his head, murmured in his mouth, as if reading the scriptures of the Holy Cross:

"Loren Turin... You and those blasphemous sinners, none of you can escape the final punishment!"

The faltering fascist staggered forward, leaving a bright red footprint on the pure white brick and stone.

"In the name of our Lord, in the name of the Holy Cross, in the name of all justice, light, order, justice and mercy in the world..."

The murmur of violent roar echoed around. Francis slowly raised his right hand, and the condensed black smoke flowed on him like substance.

"Boom --!!!"

In the roar, the white stone long bridge turned into fragments and fell into the abyss. The surrounding pavilions continued to collapse, and the earth under your feet began to fall apart!

"Humble sinners, cry and shout..."

"Then die -!!!"

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The dark colonnade palace continued to crack, and the black haired wizard who looked more and more ugly just ran desperately.

The colonnade behind him collapsed one after another, and the palace in the shock was shaky; There are roar, gravel, smoke, crack... Like a mottled Abstract doomsday oil painting.

"Serlio, what the hell is that 'black cross' serlio you said?!" Loren kept biting his teeth:

"What evil god is it, or a mutant monster?"

"How to compare... It's really difficult to explain. In fact, I don't know this guy very well..."

"Then please be simple, just tell me its ability!" the black haired wizard shouted, "because we really don't have time now!"

"If we drag on, we will be completely buried alive by ned Hogg!"

"Dear Loren, I can only tell you that guy is really terrible... Compared with serliol, that madman lemantes is just as naughty and cute as a bear child, and mazka is not even as good as a drowning dog!"

Even now, Asriel's voice still trembles: "I've never really seen the power of serliol... Some are similar to controlling time, but not quite the same... More specifically, it's like... Another holy cross!"

"Another holy cross?!"

"Yes, another holy cross." the young man with trembling voice paused and seemed to be trying to clench his teeth: "not only that, but also the 'behind the scenes' of lemantes and those madmen who came to plan to destroy the Dragon Kingdom..."

Asriel paused suddenly, and Lauren, with a dignified face, clenched his teeth.

Is that... The black cross, serliol?

"It's really like a drowning dog... Loren Turin."

A cold and gloomy voice suddenly echoed in the corridor column palace, and the black haired wizard trembling suddenly raised his head.

It seemed that he was laughing in a low voice. On his ferocious and twisted face, his eyes were only chaotic and crazy. He was wrapped in indescribable black smoke from head to foot. The fascist expression with his head down was completely hidden in the dark.

The "substantial" black fog of void power is the usual attack and defense means of evil gods - whether Asriel and Ariel, or lemantes.

Without hesitation, at the moment when the figure appeared, Loren's left hand immediately waved a "Turin fire"!

"Boom --!!!"

With the golden red flame, the continuous explosion gathered together in an instant, leaving only the last devastating noise!

succeed?! There was a flash of amazement in the dark haired wizard's eyes; At the moment when the fire burst, Loren, who pulled out the bright silver, waved his gray blue sword and rushed straight to the center of the explosion.

Turin fire is a high-level magic spell created by him. Compared with "beyond perception" and other magic spells, it is more like an arm command - as long as you have enough energy, it is not impossible to control the explosion power and leave a "safe passage".

Even if he became an apostle of an evil god, he was just killed once more!

"Lauren, be careful!!!!!"

At the moment of Asriel's startled voice, the biting killing intention made the black haired wizard suddenly stop his pace, instinctively squat down and stab out the bright silver in his hand.

"Dang -!!"

The thrilling sound of the collision moment made the black haired wizard cold.

The smoke and fire of the explosion dispersed, and Loren, who was half squatting on the ground, widened his eyes - what was blocked by bright silver was the black fog stabbed from the right hand of fascist and turned into a "long gun".

If it's just a little slow, or if it's not blocked

"Well, that's it... That's the expression that a drowning dog should have!" a ferocious smile appeared on Francis's face, and the corners of his mouth seemed to tremble:

"Why... Is there nothing to do? Aren't you ready to run away?"

"You can just run away, go to the ends of the earth, dig three feet and hide yourself from me..."

"But as long as I catch you..."

"I will beat you into the hell of despair, and then ravage you and kill you -!!!"

The heart beat rapidly, and Loren's expression was very ugly.

The power of the evil god, the immortal body, the completely unknown ability, and the black cross that even Asriel is extremely afraid of

In contrast, the fight with the apostles of the "dead man" is easy!

"Poof --!"

The grimly smiling Francis suddenly stopped, and Loren, who was loose in his hand, was stunned, and his eyes immediately looked at his chest.

It was a knight's sword full of broken mouths and plain.

Trembling and touching the blade, the incredible Francis slowly turned back: "... Is it you?"

"It's me, Lord Francis." the icy Knight replied coldly, looking at the black haired wizard who was still half kneeling in place:

"Get out of here, Lord Loren Turin."

"My opponent today is not you!"