Chapter 1204

"... I've been waiting;"

Deep in the temple, the black cross standing under the statue of the Holy Cross stared at Loren who was walking towards the gate step by step.

The low voice was completely unlike that from the chest and throat. The piercing cold voice completely violated common sense. With the moving lips, it echoed in Loren's mind.

"From the moment you appear, day after day;"

Feeling the great pressure on his face, Loren can even clearly feel the boiling, evaporation and combustion of the blood in his body, as if he would be distorted by each other's strength at any time and become a pool of flesh and blood that can't see the shape.

"Arrange everything and wait for this moment;"

Seek truth from facts... Even now, Loren is still not sure of winning serliol - this is no longer a strength gap that can be filled with caution, it is no longer a strength difference, but the two sides are not on the level of equality.

The only "fair" place is that he also has a nine pointed star Holy Grail in his hand, and the other party needs two Holy Grails at the same time to complete his plan.

The problem is that you also need to get two Holy Grails to stop serliol, otherwise you just get everything back to the starting point.

While guarding the Holy Grail, we should also seize the Holy Grail controlled by the black cross. Such a battle

Genuine "as difficult as heaven".

"Because everything is already doomed. No matter what happens, you... Will personally send the Holy Grail... To me;"

Staring at the black cross of the black haired wizard, the corners of his mouth evoke a strange arc:

"Whether you like it or not, this is your mission."

In the front one-on-one battle, I have almost no chance of winning; The last flaw of fascism has been killed in Eckhardt's battle, and facts have proved that the flaw is more like a trap.

Without Eckhardt de sallion, he would probably fall into that trap and be "killed" by serliol like a bug when he mistakenly thought he would win.

So... What should I do?

What should we do to win a glimmer of vitality in such a desperate battle and defeat an enemy who has prepared for thousands of years at this moment, and may even repeat tens of thousands of years for the millennium plan, who is fully prepared to the point of being more careful, calm and cautious than himself?

Lauren, calm on the surface, was in a mess in the heart.

"The sky roars, the earth trembles and moans... This world has come to an end, and is about to usher in its first end;"

The cold words finally revealed that in addition to the uncontrollable maneuver:

"This world will eventually fall into my hand, in the palm of my hand... Enjoy eternity."

Every word, every syllable, sounded clearly in Lauren's mind; It struck the deepest part of his soul and steadily blocked his every step into the temple.

"Loren Turin, as for you... Your discordant little note."

In the dead and dark hall, serlior's expression was full of disdain: "you will eventually fall at my feet as a loser and a symbol of the destruction of many rebels in the old world."

"Sing and praise, just a stranger, you will end all the Tragedies with your own death... What a glory and honor!"

"Dang --!"

A crisp sound reverberated in the temple, and the sparks of the "dawn" sword hitting the ground dispersed the surrounding darkness.

"Black cross, serlio, you..."

Staring into those murderous eyes, Loren took a deep breath: "no friends, right?"

The cold expression of the black cross was ignored.

"Because only guys who have no friends will like Balabala so much when they see an outsider, stranger or even enemy... Bala is endless."

"Because you have so much to say, but unfortunately no one wants to hear you say it; the fool who can be controlled by you can't understand what you're saying - ah, what a painful thing it is to chat with potatoes, but a friend of mine knows it."

While dispelling the black fog sweeping around, the black haired wizard with emotion opened the gray and blue nine awn star magic array at his feet. At the same time, his left hand kept moving in the air with his steps, just like the conductor of the band, controlling the overflowing force of the void.

"So you can only talk to your enemies about this, repeat your great plan again and again, and say 'unexpectedly, this is the truth, you have been cheated', or 'you are just a worthless mole ant, I can crush you with my fingernail, which is really..."

"Let me give you a comment - it's enough to threaten people with cruel words. Things like 'I'll kill you in a few days and frustrate your bones and ashes' will become a stem if you say too much, okay?"

The big sword dragged to the ground crossed the ground with Loren's steps, leaving a string of sparks behind to push back the surrounding black fog, just like the separated waves, opening up a road in the dark.

The frosty Black Cross stands under the Holy Cross sculpture without any intention of doing anything.

It doesn't need to be ignored at all, because everything has already become a foregone conclusion.

Under the whirlpool, in this temple, Loren Turin has no chance of winning at all, because

"Do you know what kind of threat is the most effective?" Loren kept talking at the same time:

"That's no threat."

"The sharpest part of the sharp blade is when it is hidden in the scabbard. The deepest fear is the state of not understanding, not understanding and not knowing... If the secret is known by the second person, it will no longer be a secret; if all the rebels are punished, it will only arouse more rebels."

"It's all death anyway. It's better to fight for your life than to die. They're not brave at all, just because you let them know the cost of resistance, and they don't care about paying these costs compared with what you give."

"So you should understand, or you knew it would be such a result... The reason why I, the mole ant in your mouth, think I'm a special ordinary person, a person who takes a chestnut from the fire, a puppet and doll of the devil..."

"I will stand in front of you without fear." when the answer is revealed, the black haired wizard stops and stands ten steps away from seryol:

"Because I'm tired of hearing all kinds of threats from you. I've developed a very strong resistance. I don't feel it at all - to tell the truth, I'm not afraid, I even want to laugh."

"But I can understand you very well in this regard. Really, a person has no friends, so he occasionally becomes tuberculosis. It's no laughing matter. I won't laugh at you because of such things... Unless I can't help it."

The indifferent black cross locked his eyes on the every move of the dark haired wizard.

Yes, that's what Loren Turin likes to play.

Use words and expressions to constantly release strong emotional fluctuations and empty reactions to attract others' attention, and then inadvertently complete his plans and arrangements.

Eboden, niederhogg, red blood castle, silver helmet mountain... I've seen so many little tricks that I'm no longer strange.

The puppet fascist controlled by himself may be deceived by such a boring little hand; But Francis is dead and Loren Turin's last glimmer of hope has been strangled.

Let him continue to be so proud. Anyway, these are meaningless in front of himself who has already seen through everything, because the more proud and rampant he is, the more desperate he will be

"Yes, it's no use." Lauren snorted:

"In front of the great and great black cross serlio who sees through everything and plans everything, and has no friends, all schemes and tricks are meaningless, just a dying struggle before the final failure."

"No matter how you hide it, you are destined to see through your thoughts. No matter how you plan, you can't beat the preparation and improvement of thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years. No matter how many variables will eventually return to the original path. Everything is just the last Carnival at the end of Yan, so..."

"Why are you so nervous?"

"It's unnecessary, isn't it? Anyway, it's useless for me to toss around. No matter how tenacious I resist, I'm doomed to die. Everyone dies. I can't change this, and I don't intend to change it, so... Why do you care so much?"

"I've heard such a saying about this..." blinking curious eyes, the black haired wizard and the black cross looked at each other:

"The more hatred, the more fear, the more real fear, the more joy, the more lies, the more happiness, the more sorrow..."

"Vocabulary, which only gives a label of expression and existence, is dead; emotion, which is a variable that fluctuates and never stops, is alive, so I came to a very interesting conclusion, that is..."

"The omnipotent serlio who controls the void, a contradictory world full of information and emotion, actually... Always suppresses his real emotional fluctuations with a calm side, and puts himself in a state of absolute calm and seemingly controlling everything. I say it seems that it is because of this state..."

"It's a fake, a disguise, or I don't know how to express it at all, because you have no friends and no reference; but it doesn't matter. If you really don't know, I can help you later..."

"Loren... Turin -!!!"

Boom————

The shock caused by a roar and the terrible sense of oppression came from the pavement.

Without any warning, the magic array in front of Loren broke up. The huge pressure made him unable to move at all. His eyes stared round, staring at the black cross on the edge of madness, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

For a long time, in the eyes of a dark haired wizard, someone who is keen to provoke with words, expressions and body language is a crazy death act that he can't understand. He can barely understand and accept the anger and ridicule, but this kind of extraordinary makes the enemy want to tear you to pieces and stand on the edge of the cliff

That's great!

Boom————————

As the black fog boils, the roar comes with it - the earth shakes, the temple collapses, the sky overturns, and the world falls into an abyss

A huge Castle rose from the ground behind the black haired wizard; The huge gray blue vortex covering the dome was replaced by the burning nine pointed star!

It's dark, but it's burning;

Clearly spit out the flame, but you can't feel the warmth at all, only the bone cold.

From beginning to end, serliol didn't even plan to stop, and looked around like watching a funny play.

"Dream world?"

Overlooking the flaming nine pointed star above his head, serlior only sneered: "you open your dream world in front of me... Black cross?"

"Boom --!"

The expanding black fog, like waves, rolled up around serliol with open arms and turned into an arrow rain, sweeping towards Loren.

Feeling the oppressive feeling, it seemed that serliol could strangle himself without reaching out the next second. The black haired wizard was very difficult to open the ice barrier.

Even in their own dream world has become so difficult, if they still want to be in the temple, I'm afraid they won't end up in the same way as Asriel at the beginning, and explode in situ as soon as they meet.

"Bang -- Bang -- Bang --"

In just a few seconds close to the black haired wizard, the black fog changed from a gaseous state of fog to a liquid, and then "condensed" into "cold ice", just like a stationary sculpture of time, which was fixed in place.

"Hum..."

The cold humming seryol raised his mouth and waved his hand in disdain; The solidified "black fog" broke into countless chips, exploded and turned into crystal in the sky.

With a flash of eyes, the black haired wizard snapped his fingers; The twinkling fine particles in the sky are connected with each other, forming three magic arrays in front of the gray and blue ice barrier to lock serliol in the center.

Turin fire.

"Boom --!!"

The golden red flame exploded around serlior, mixed with the flames, and kept tearing the thin figure under the old robe.

The flames are gone, the black cross in the sea of fire... Intact.

"Loren Turin, I really don't know what to say about you... Crazy, or arrogant?" serliol's ferocious face showed under his worn hood.

"That's still crazy. After all, I'm a wizard."

Loren shrugged indifferently, and at the same time re sketched a defensive magic array in front of him - even if it didn't work, it was more or less prepared.

"Wizard... Do you think you can defeat me and take away the Holy Grail with a small dream world, a few worthless spells, or... Your superficial and ridiculous wisdom?"

"Yes, neither." staring at the black cross motionless, Loren said faintly:

"Because I am a wizard, calm and cautious, never control my thinking with emotion, always give priority to reason, and solve my problems with the simplest and most effective method and the most reasonable method, so..."

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, the black haired wizard put up the "dawn" sword with one hand and steadily pointed the sword tip at the dark Cross's extremely difficult to see, gloomy and ferocious face:

"I'm going to knock you to pieces with this..."