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Standing on the ground, Jason now regarded Klein as an equal opponent, his formidability far exceeding his expectations.

The endless stream of abilities, the seemingly infinite magic power, and a mage capable of contending with a martial artist in close combat – all of this made him feel truly troubled.

But what truly frightened Jason was Klein's age; he was too young.

He had been called a genius in his youth, but what was he doing at Klein's age? Complacently celebrating his breakthrough to the Second Order? Or overjoyed at obtaining his first magical artifact?

The other party already possessed the strength to contend with a Fifth Order, and Jason felt that a weaker Fifth Order might not even be Klein's opponent.

Such a person couldn't possibly be a savage, or even from an ordinary faction.

"To actually block Storm Split! There's actually a mage like this in the world! It truly exceeds my imagination. You're not from the Northern Lands, are you?"

Klein shook his head, only replying with one sentence.

"Grellrah's Eye, Cain."

As Jason charged directly towards Klein, Klein was already prepared.

"You've been fighting me for too long! And this is the moment I've been waiting for."

Jason frowned slightly, unsure what Klein meant by those words, but he didn't choose to stop, still rapidly approaching Klein.

"The longer you fight me, the smaller your advantage becomes. Not just you, but almost anyone is like this. I'm someone who's never afraid of a battle of attrition."

Klein stood still. From Jason's perspective, he suddenly seemed to possess a noble air, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.

But now was clearly not the time to admire his opponent. He had to kill Klein to eliminate any future threats!

But as he moved, those silver threads reappeared, and this time they were much denser than before.

Due to the shockwaves, the bone fragments that Klein had shattered and suspended around him could each extend a silver thread. The dense silver threads completely disrupted Jason's momentum.

This was the Bone Burial Chains. The more he moved, the more silver threads缠在他身上, and the more of Klein's magic power he had to resist.

Klein's total magic power had now reached a high value of 1600. Under the constant suppression of this magic power, Jason's speed was becoming slower and slower.

When he broke through the last few silver threads and reached Klein, Klein suddenly grew taller.

The Rotting King slowly rose from the ground. The Light of the Crescent Moon was broken and needed a large amount of magic power to repair, so the Rotting King had no weapon at this time, and could only punch Jason.

"Boom!"

Jason struggled to block the Rotting King's punch, his body already covered in Bone Burial Chains, making him extremely stiff. And Klein's second punch was already coming.

"Boom!"

The direct punch was blocked by Jason with a similar punch, but his body was sent flying.

Klein clasped his hands together. With the surge of magic power, two giant skeletal arms burst out of the ground, directly gripping Jason in the palms of the skeletal giant hands.

"Bone Power - Decuple Bone Prison."

With the pair of skeletal giant hands as the core, layers upon layers of bone prisons appeared around Jason, sealing him in layer after layer.

The entangled Bone Burial Chains, the tightly gripping hands of the Skeletal King, and the layers upon layers of bone prisons had sealed off all of Jason's vitality.

"Ah!"

He roared in despair. A Fifth Order in a desperate situation should never be underestimated. The battle aura on Jason's body began to erupt continuously, breaking the Bone Burial Chains one by one, and even the hands of the Skeletal King that were holding him began to crack.

But it didn't matter. Klein's bone prisons were still increasing, layer upon layer, and they were constantly tightening.

Jason frantically bombarded Klein's bone prisons with his whirlwind staff. He shattered one layer, and Klein would create two more. The two of them fell into a battle of attrition once again.

Stalemate, battle, stalemate, continue to battle, until Jason's battle aura was almost exhausted, and he finally broke through Klein's bone prison.

And at this time, Klein had also used up all of his magic recovery methods, and the remaining magic power was not much.

His battle with Jason had lasted for more than an hour. Battles lasting more than 10 minutes could already be considered battles of attrition, let alone an hour.

For the professionals of Terella, the burst of battle aura and magic power was a matter of moments. No one would honestly stand in place and compete with battle aura, so an hour was really too long.

Jason emerged from the bone prison, covered in blood and gore. His hands were already showing the white bones, and his entire body was covered in wounds.

But he laughed at this moment, because he felt that Klein had stopped because he had run out of magic power.

"Your magic power is unbelievably abundant, truly unbelievably abundant, but it ends here!

Without magic power, you can no longer release those bones. The winner, in the end, is me!"

Just as Jason charged towards Klein again, the corners of Klein's mouth curled up slightly. How could his magic power possibly be exhausted?

Everything he did was just to give Jason a hope, a hope to kill himself. Only then would Jason not run away, only then would he desperately want to kill himself, and only then would Klein have a chance to completely kill Jason.

Just as he was about to activate the King of Decay again, a disdainful emotion suddenly arose from his heart, and he somewhat uncontrollably activated the Flame Intent.

Looking down from a high position, despising everything, is precisely the manifestation of the Flame's Will.

Red flames began to emanate from Klein's body, and at this moment, Klein also gave Jason an unprecedented pressure.

At this moment, the power that erupted from Klein's body truly and completely suppressed him, even surpassing him several times.

A red flame blade appeared at Klein's fingertip, and with a slight wave, he could take Jason's life, but this time, Klein once again suppressed the casually erupting Flame Intent.

The red flames gradually dissipated and returned to his body, but the flame blade in his hand did not extinguish, but became controllable.

Klein carefully experienced this feeling just now. This feeling of controlling the Flame Intent made him clearly feel the improvement of magic control.

"This feeling is not bad!"

"What are you talking about?"

Seeing the flames on Klein's body dissipate and the pressure on his body suddenly decrease, Jason knew that this was his last chance. His hand, already showing bone, stabbed straight at Klein's chest.

"Sizzle!"

The smell of burnt flesh appeared between the two. Jason looked at his severed arm and the neat cut, speechless for a moment.

The Will of Despair drove him to make a final attack, but the bone hands constantly伸出from the ground made Jason even more desperate.

"No! How could I lose to you!"

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!"

His chest, abdomen, and thighs were all pierced by bone blades. Klein used bone blades to fix Jason in place and slowly walked to Jason's side.

Just when Jason thought he was about to die, Klein actually took out a piece of leftover bread from his space ring in a very coquettish manner and stuffed it into Jason's mouth.

"Every grain is hard-earned, well, the people in this world don't farm..."

Klein looked at the approaching members of the Dibohui and then at Jason, and regretfully gave up this Tier 5 material.

He is too weak now, and the will of a Tier 5 expert is relatively strong. What he needs to do now is mainly to save his life.

"Woo! Woo!"

With a wave of his sword, Klein chopped off Jason's head and put it in his ring.

The flame blade dissipated, and Klein sat down very tiredly beside Jason's headless corpse. He was really too tired, and he had never used so much magic in a single battle before.

The original bakery had been completely turned into ruins. Not only the bakery, but the entire block of shops opposite the Dibohui was destroyed because of the battle between Klein and Jason.

Klein now wanted to light a cigarette for himself, but unfortunately he didn't have one. He could only use his remaining magic to take out a few pieces of jerky from the ring and chew them in his mouth.

The jerky had a fishy smell. Klein knew that it was not the taste of jerky, but the blood foam on the inside. He was seriously injured, but he won.

His condition was very bad at this time, but fortunately, he won after all.

Although this battle happened unexpectedly, the victory of the battle was already expected by Klein.

He had carefully analyzed Jason's abilities and the characteristics of 격투가, they are fast, swift, and their attacks are fierce and continuous.

While having very strong explosive power, the shortcomings are also very obvious. While only being able to fight in close combat, they also lack close-quarters methods. Using the 충격波動拳 even caused him to fall into Klein's fatigue trap.

Moreover, Jason's defense was indeed not strong, and Klein's attack could definitely hurt him.

This led to him needing to consume a part of his strength to deal with Klein's attacks, and it was precisely because of this that Klein slowly consumed him to death.

After the battle subsided, some members of the Dibohui began to poke their heads out and find Klein.

Finding Klein also meant seeing the headless Jason beside Klein.

"That's... Boss!" Nolian, a Tier 4 professional from the Dibohui, was shocked at first, and then he turned his gaze to Klein, who was sitting next to Jason.

Needless to say, Nolian also knew that this young man killed Jason. Looking at Klein's tired face, an idea popped into Nolian's mind.

"Is this person seriously injured now? Do we have a chance to kill him?"

Nolian is not the president, nor a high-level member of the Dibohui. He was thinking, if he killed Klein and avenged Jason, would he be able to become the president of the Dibohui?

Wealth and fortune are found in danger. A dangerous idea began to sprout in Nolian's mind.

"You actually dare to kill our president? Brothers, today I, Nolian, will take the lead and be sure to avenge the president. Anyone who has the guts, rush up with me and kill him.

To show my determination, I'll go first! Brothers!"

Klein looked at Nolian rushing over, his eyes were cold, his hands were cold, and his heart was cold!

"You are seeking your own death!"

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