Chapter 1206

Looking at all this around, the black cross sailor realized.

Loren Turin... Takes himself as bait and uses his own distraction to contact the Holy Grail, first verbal ridicule, then open the dream world, and finally the silent dream

The recovery of the outpost war, the Golovin hills distorted by yourself, interrupted again and again... All the preparations are to temporarily isolate yourself from the outside world.

Loren Turin, a stranger, has no idea what he has done!

He thought he was just doing everything he could to stop and destroy his plan and even kill himself... No, he didn't understand, my power... Without the power of the black cross, he gradually began to erode the void power of the whole world under his own control... He would go wild!

The material world will carry out crazy but useless resistance, and the force of emptiness will become a runaway beast and a flood that breaks down the dam, tyrannically and uncontrollably erode and destroy everything, everything

Wait... Wait.

Seryol's eyes twinkled rapidly in the dead darkness.

No... yes, he understands; The stranger knew this very well. He knew the consequences of doing so.

Bet on the price that may destroy the world, but also stop and kill yourself.

Win or destroy.

Hehe hehe

I didn't expect, I really didn't expect... This always cautious and timid foreigner would make such a crazy move at the end - he really tried his best to get rid of my prying and understanding.

After all, you should say that you are crazy and can't see yourself clearly;

Or do you have ulterior motives and can always surprise people

"Loren Turin -!!!"

At the moment of roaring, the black fog waved with his palm collided with the blade of the "dawn" sword.

"Dang --!"

The blooming spark had no time to play the note, so it was annihilated in the dark with the golden red light.

Like the actual black fog, like tentacles, the black haired wizard flew out, rolled awkwardly in the dark, knelt on one knee with a sword, stared and gasped slightly.

Silent dream is absolutely fair... While seryol's connection with the external void force is blocked, his own void force and reaction are completely locked.

To put it more bluntly, before the end of the dumb dream, I can't use any empty force anymore;

And if you haven't defeated serlior until the end of the silent dream, it means that you have lost most of the battle, at least it's absolutely impossible to turn over again.

He clenched his teeth and kept looking for the possibility and direction of attack in the dark.

At the same time, to open the dream world and maintain the silent dream that can cut off the black cross, Loren's time to persist is extremely limited; If not for the fact that the two barriers were almost opened, time and space began to distort the blurred imperial capital. He was afraid it would be up to two minutes.

And that just now must have made serliol guess his plan; If you don't succeed at one blow, it's too difficult to deceive the black cross.

But anyway, we have to try.

"Boom --!"

At the moment of the black haired wizard's action, a great sense of oppression came to his face.

The whole body was excited, the blood seemed to be boiling, the body seemed to fall into the mire, and the heart beat desperately, making the body move very hard.

Maybe it was because the void reaction was locked and lost his senses, so that serliol could not judge the exact position of Loren. This time, the coercion did not completely restrict his action.

Then take advantage of it now!

Waving the "dawn" sword, the black haired wizard charged serlior.

"Dang!"

When the black fog fell, the blade raised by Loren instinctively brushed past and dodged the killing range; Almost in the next second, when sliding to the side of the body to dodge, the terrible pressure has arrived as scheduled.

Feeling the boiling blood, the body suddenly fell into an ice cave. The black haired wizard with clenched teeth jumped into the air to a distance of one meter from the ground.

"Boom!"

Not surprisingly, the surging black fog rushed forward like a tide for a second where he was standing.

Loren, deprived of his senses and the power of the void by "fairness" in the dark, can only judge the position of the black cross by virtue of the instinct of fighting and the last trace of reaction to the void... His familiarity with the magic spell is barely the only advantage of his caster.

Like himself, the other party is constantly moving while attacking, and constantly uses large-scale coercion and black fog, so that he can't judge his accurate position.

In theory, you can't escape this way of fighting, and you can't escape, but... Anyway, it's your own dream world.

And it was "strengthened and improved" by AI Yin and mixed with her dream world of valve power, so

Bet.

Suddenly stopped, the black haired wizard raised the "dawn" sword above his head with both hands, and then threw it forward!

Call————

The roaring sword rushed straight ahead like an arrow off the string.

"Boom --!"

The black fog on the body of the "dawn" sword dissipated in pieces.

Huh?!

The black cross, aware of the reaction of the force of the void, was stiff - even if he couldn't see it, he couldn't confirm Loren's void reaction, but he could detect the tearing of the black fog.

And the momentum of destruction is rapidly approaching itself in a straight line.

Found?

Does Loren Turin, whose senses and void forces are locked by himself, have other ways to confirm his position?

Or is it just his cover to attract his attention?

Serlior frowned and cut off his contact with the void. He lost his greatest reliance. He had to fight with an invisible enemy completely in the rules set by the black haired wizard.

The development of the situation is beyond his control. What's more, it's not in his plan and expectation. He didn't expect Lauren to make such a crazy move.

I see

Do you think that as long as you are desperate and less cautious, you can escape the situation that I control and see through, and change the future... Loren Turin?

You're wrong!

Serlior's right hand waved forward fiercely. At that moment, all the black fog no longer maintained a steady momentum as before, and was crazy like jumping on the stabbing "dawn" sword.

"Bang bang bang!"

If it is in peacetime, just a secret silver weapon can't cause much damage to the void force of the black cross; However, at present, seryol is completely isolated from the outside world, has lost its absolute advantage, and the situation is reversed in an instant.

Patches of black fog were wiped away with the sharp edge of the sword, but what followed was still blocking it at all costs and even completely encircling it.

The black fog, which was terrible enough to kill Loren 10000 times, proved serliol's determination at this moment.

At least at this moment, he also temporarily put down the connection with the nine pointed star Holy Grail and devoted himself to obliterating the world's last execution struggle - the foreigners who stood in front of him and blocked and destroyed his plans again and again.

"Clang!"

Although he could not hear the sound, serlior accurately made the judgment of "weapon landing".

In other words, whether dead or not, the stranger has lost the means to hurt himself in the end!

It's over

"Pooh!"

There was a dull noise, and serlior, who could not hear or see clearly, was shocked all over.

I... seem to be penetrated by something... From behind?

Cheated, the throwing of the secret silver sword is just a cover for him to attract his attention. His real goal is to confirm his position and a fatal blow from the dark!

But... How?!

In addition to the "dawn" sword in Loren Turin's hand, how can there be weapons that hurt himself... Ah!

The black cross suddenly realized.

Dragon teeth?!

The weapon that Ayn Rand forged for him!

When and why didn't you notice

Incredibly, he lowered his head, raised his right hand and trembled to his chest.

"Poof --!"

There was another sound of flesh and blood tearing. The long gun running through his chest came out again from behind before he touched it.

When the spear was thrown, the invisible liquid drew a circle and a half around the black haired wizard;

The next second, the tip of the Mithril forged gun was raised again, and the figure aimed at the black cross was a sweep.

"Give... Me... Die -!!!"

The spear point danced in circles, and the figure divided into two fell to the ground.

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

With a big breath and trembling black hair, the wizard desperately clutched the Dragon tooth gun body, trying to recover some energy.

Although it is only a short time, energy and body are being consumed by avalanche. I'm afraid it will be close to the limit in a short time, and I can't continue to maintain the silent dream.

Even without looking, Loren could guess that his face must be ugly now.

Success... But there's too much luck, and it's far from over. Even if serlior gets up right now, the dark haired wizard won't be surprised.

But at least we can get a little time to take the nine pointed star Holy Grail from the black cross

"Boom --!!"

The sense of oppression of terror hit again, making Loren unable to move when he reached out to take the Holy Grail.

The ugly black haired wizard tried to open his eyes, as if he could see seryol's divided body merging again, twitching and standing up like a zombie.

"Funny little trick... Very interesting."

The voice of cold and piercing words sounded in Lauren's mind: "it's a pity, it's a little, it's a little..."

"If you could take the Holy Grail from me at the same time at that moment, it might really wipe me out, but it's a pity..."

"That's impossible!"

The motionless Loren twitched hard at the corners of his mouth, indicating helplessness.

"But now, the farce is coming to an end... You can't hold on to this level of magic spell for long, and I killed you long before that."

Serlior, who was convulsed, slowly raised his arms from both sides. His body, which had not been completely recovered, was reluctantly spliced up and down by the black fog, and the flesh and blood re grown from the cross section of the wound were hooked up with each other like tentacles.

Keeping such a weak state when he was blocked from the power of nothingness, seryol would take retreat as his first goal at any time in the past - sooner or later and time were meaningless to him.

But! Only now or... In front of this stranger

It must be... Erased immediately!

We must... Let him clearly understand what the end of challenging himself is!

Countless black fog swept up again and rushed at the black haired Wizard - after being destroyed by the "dawn" sword, the amount of memory left in the silent dream is still enough to kill a human thousands of times.

"Boom --!!!"

The thick black fog condensed into substance, like tens of thousands of worms, jumping on the figure standing with a gun in the dark.

"Huh?!"

Vaguely aware of something, serlior's body shook slightly, dodged sideways and rolled up a black fog in front of him.

"Bang --!"

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and the black fog in front of me was smashed in an instant; The long spear "dragon teeth" and black cross that tore everything passed by, leaving only a deep bone blood mark on his cheek.

The pressure of suppression was lifted instantly, and Loren, who was killed by the black fog, rushed out immediately and jumped directly in the direction of the dragon's teeth.

"No way!"

The expression flashed a trace of angry black cross. With a backhand wave, the surging black fog rolled around the gun body of Longya and completely swallowed the part at the tip of the gun.

The black haired wizard tumbled to the ground, his right hand leaned out to his side and held the hilt of the sword that fell there.

The handle of the big sword "dawn"!

The next second, the long gun "dragon teeth" bound by the black fog had attacked from behind.

The tip of the Mithril gun tore the endless darkness and rushed at the back of the black haired wizard's neck.

He could not hear or see, but he guessed that serliol would never let go of his own Loren. While holding the handle of the sword, he waved back with his body as the axis.

"Bared --!"

The sword blade and the tip of the gun pulled out a string of sparks, and the skewed long gun brushed past the black haired wizard; At the moment when the long gun flew by, the black haired wizard immediately stretched out his left hand and grabbed the end of the gun.

Then straight ahead, another sweep.

"Pooh!"

The tip of the gun ran across serliol's neck and blood gushed.

Loren, who confirmed the hit, didn't rush up as soon as he just did, but retreated a distance.

The left hand waved the "dragon teeth" horizontally, the right hand set up the "dawn", opened a distance of about ten steps with serlior, and observed secretly.

"Bang --!"

As expected... While Loren dodged back, the black fog overflowing from the black cross spread around in an explosive manner, erasing everything around.

"Loren Turin... Your ability to survive can always surprise me."

The cold words of the black cross sounded in the dark haired wizard's mind again - obviously, just now, serlior captured his exact position while recapturing the Dragon teeth:

"Whenever I thought you would stop here, your disgusting figure stood in front of me again and again and continued to make me sick."

Thanks for the compliment.

The dark haired wizard shrugged indifferently.

"But this time... You tried your best, but you ignored a fatal mistake!"

Huh?

"You think you can win a chance as long as you cut off my connection with the external void force, but..." serlio's voice was full of ridicule and fun:

"The desire for information and power is the instinct of every void consciousness; even... Those lower beings with only instinct."

"When you open the dream world in the temple and use such a powerful spell, such a powerful void reaction erupts... What will they do with the tide of millions of demons in the city?"

"When they swarm to destroy at any cost, you are approaching the limit of the dream world..."

"How long can it last?"