Shaman from Afar

"……I've been waiting for;"

Deep in the temple, the black cross standing under the sculpture of the Holy Cross gazed at Loren who came to the gate step by step.

The whispered sound was not like it came from the chest and throat. The biting cold sound completely contradicted the common sense, and with the fretting lips, echoed in Loren's mind.

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

Feeling the huge sense of oppression that came across his face, Loren could even clearly feel that the blood in his body was boiling, evaporating and burning, as if it would be twisted by the other party's power at any time, and turned into a pool of invisible flesh.

"Arrange everything and wait for this moment;"

Seeking truth from facts ... Even now, with Serel, Loren still has no certainty of winning. This is not a strength gap that can be bridged by caution. It is no longer a difference in strength, but the two sides are not on the level of equality. .

The only "fair" place is probably that he also has a nine-pointed holy grail in his hand, and that 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 Serior, otherwise it will just bring everything back to the beginning.

While guarding the Holy Grail, it is also necessary to capture the Holy Grail controlled by the Black Cross. Such a battle ...

It's really "difficult".

"Because everything is already doomed, no matter what happens, you ... will surely hand the Holy Grail ... in front of me;"

Staring at the black cross of the dark-haired wizard, the corner of the mouth evokes a weird arc:

"Whether you are willing or unwilling, this is your mission."

In the one-on-one battle, there is almost no chance of victory; the last flaw of Fanesis has been killed in the battle of Eckhart, and it has been proved that the flaw is actually more like a trap.

Without Eckhart de Salion, he probably would have fallen into that trap, and was mistakenly thought to have been "anti-killed" by Serel like a bug.

So ... what should I do?

What must be done to win a trace of vitality in such a desperate battle, and to defeat a man who has prepared thousands of years for this moment, and may even repeat the drills for this millennium plan for tens of thousands of years, and the preparations are too good to be added To the point, the mind is more meticulous than his own, calm and cautious enemy?

Loren, who was calm on the surface, had a mess in his heart.

"The sky is roaring, the earth is trembling and wailing ... This world has come to an end and is about to usher in its first end;"

The icy discourse finally revealed the uncontrollable maneuver:

"This world will eventually fall into my hands, in my palm ... to enjoy eternity."

Every syllable word by word sounded incomparably in Loren's mind; striking the deepest part of the soul, firmly stuck every step he stepped into the temple.

"Lorren Torino, as for you ... you little discordant notes."

In the dark hall filled with silence and silence, Serriel's expression was full of disdain: "You will eventually fall to my feet as a loser, a symbol of the destruction of many rebels in the old world."

"Sing, praise, every stranger, you will end with your death as the tragedy of all ... what a glorious, what an honor!"

"clang!"

A crisp sound reverberated in the temple, and the sparks of the "dawn" big sword that hit the ground dispelled the surrounding darkness.

"Black Cross, Serior ..."

Gazing into the murderous eyes, Loren took a deep breath: "No friends, right?"

The black cross with a cold expression didn't pay attention.

"Because only guys without friends will like Barabara Barabara when they see an outsider, a stranger or even an enemy ... Barra is endless."

"Because you have too many things you want to say, but unfortunately no one wants to hear you say this; the idiot that can be controlled by you is completely unable to understand what you are talking about, and how painful it is to chat with potatoes, A friend of mine has a deep experience. "

The emotional dark-haired wizard dispelled the black mist that was engulfing the surroundings, and the gray-blue nine-pointed star magic array spread under his feet, while his left hand kept moving in the air with the pace, just like the band's conductor Manipulating the power of the empty void.

"So you can only talk about this with your enemies, repeating your great plan over and over again, saying, 'Unexpectedly, this is the truth, you are deceived', or 'You just don't The ants that are worth mentioning, I can crush you with my fingernails.

"It's enough to allow me to put forward an opinion and threaten people with harsh words. Something like" I'll kill you in a few days, and I'll lose my bones. "Do you understand more if you say more?"

The large sword dragged down the ground followed Loren's pace across the ground, leaving behind a string of sparks to push the surrounding black mist back, like a divided wave, opening a path in the darkness.

The icy black cross stood under the holy cross sculpture, with no intention of doing anything.

No need to bother, because everything is already a foregone conclusion.

Under the maelstrom, within this temple, Loren Turin had no chance at all, because ...

"Do you know what kind of threat is the most effective?" Loren kept talking in his hand, while still talking:

"That's no threat."

"The sharpest thing is when you are hidden in the sheath, the deepest fear is the state of not understanding, not knowing ... the secret is known by the second person, then it is no longer a secret; to punish all the rebels, that only Will arouse more rebels. "

"Anyway, it's a death. It's better to die than to die. It's better to fight to death. They are not brave at all, just because you let them know the cost of resistance, and they don't care about paying these costs compared to what you gave."

"So you should understand it, or you already knew it would be such a result ... The reason why I, your mouth is so humble that the ants are worthless, thinks you are a very ordinary person, a chestnut in the fire, a puppet of the devil and doll……"

"It's so fearless to stand in front of you." Uncovering the mystery, the black-haired wizard's footsteps stopped and stood 10 steps away from Serel:

"Because I have tired of your various threats, I have developed a very strong resistance, and I don't feel any truth at all. I am not only not afraid, but even want to laugh."

"But I can understand you very well in this respect. Really, a person has no friends so it will occasionally become a tuberculosis. This is not ridiculous. I will not laugh at you for this kind of thing ... unless I can't help it."

Indifferent black cross, eyes locked on every move of the dark-haired wizard.

That's right, this is the little trick that Loren Turin likes to play with.

Using words and facial expressions, he constantly releases strong emotional fluctuations and void reactions to attract the attention of others, and then inadvertently completes his plans and arrangements.

Ebden, Niederhogg, Red Blood Castle, Silver Helmet Mountain ... Such a trivial trick, I have seen it too many times, and I am no longer strange.

The puppet Fanesis under his control may be deceived by such boring little means; but Fanesis is dead, and the last silver lining of Turin of Loren has also been strangled to death.

Let him continue to be so proud, anyway, this is meaningless in front of himself who has already seen through everything, because the more he is proud and the more rampant, the more desperation will eventually become ...

"Yes, it's useless." Loren snorted softly:

"Before seeing through everything, planning everything, being great, and having no friends who do n’t have no friends, the Black Cross Cerriol, all the conspiracy and scheming are meaningless, just the dying struggle before the final failure."

"No matter how it is concealed, it is destined to be seen through your thoughts, no matter how planned it is, it is no match for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years of preparation. No matter how many variables will eventually return to the original path, everything is just the final moment. 'S carnival, then ... "

"Why are you so nervous?"

"It's not necessary, right? Anyway, I'm useless no matter how frustrating, no matter how hard I am, I'm destined to die. Everyone has a death. I can't change this and I don't plan to change it, so ... why do you care ? "

"For this, I have heard such a statement ..." Blinking curious eyes, the black-haired wizard and the Black Cross looked at each other:

"The more hatred, the more fear, the more fear the more real, the more joy the more lies, the happier the more sad ..."

"Vocabulary is just a label that gives a certain expression and existence, it is dead; emotion is a variable that keeps fluctuating and never stops. It is alive, so I came to a very interesting conclusion, that is ..."

"In control of the contradictory world filled with information and emotions, the omnipotent Serior is in fact ... always using a calm side to suppress his real emotional fluctuations, leaving him in absolute calm and seeming to control everything. Under the state, I said that it seems because of this state ... "

"It's pretended, it's disguised, or you don't know how to express it at all, because you have no friends, no reference; but this is okay, if you really don't know then I will help you ..."

"Loren ... Turin !!!"

The shock caused by a roar, the terrible sense of oppression came over.

Without any warning, the magic array blocking Loren shattered. The huge pressure made him unable to move at all. His eyes were round, staring at the black cross that was already on the edge of madness, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

All along, in the eyes of the dark-haired wizard, someone who is provocative with words, expressions and body language is a crazy act of death that makes him not understandable. Enraged and ridiculed, he can barely understand and accept, but this This kind of extraordinary feeling that makes the enemy want to tear you to pieces and stand on the edge of a cliff ...

It's great!

While the black mist was boiling, the roaring loud noise followed the earth shaking, the temple collapsed, the sky subverted, and the world fell into the abyss ...

A huge castle rose behind the dark-haired wizard; the huge gray-blue vortex covering the dome was replaced by a burning nine-pointed star!

Obviously dim and dull, but burning in flames;

The flames were spitting out clearly, but I couldn't feel the slightest warmth, only the icy cold.

From the beginning to the end, Séior didn't even plan to stop, and looked around casually like watching a ridiculous drama.

"Dream world?"

Looking at the flaming nine-pointed star above his head, Serior's mouth only sneered: "You are actually in front of me ... the black cross, opening your dream world?"

"boom!"

The swelled black mist layered like waves, rolled up around Serel with open arms, and swept towards Loren as an arrow rain.

Feeling the sense of oppression, it seemed as though the next second would suffocate his oppression without Serel reaching out, and the dark-haired wizard opened the ice barrier very hard.

Even in his dream world, it becomes so difficult. If it is not in the temple, it will not end as the same as the original Ariel, and it will explode in one place.

"Boom ..."

Pieces of black fog, in just a few seconds close to the dark-haired wizard, completed from the gaseous state of the fog to liquid, and then "condensed" into "ice", just like a static sculpture of time, fixed in the original death Ground.

"Humph……"

The cold-humped Serior raised the corner of his mouth and waved his hand in disdain; the solidified "black mist" shattered into countless wafers and exploded into a crystal clear sky.

With a blink of an eye, the dark-haired wizard snapped his fingers; the tiny particles flashing across the sky linked to each other, forming three magical arrays in front of the gray-blue ice barrier, locking Serel in the center.

Fire of Turin.

"boom!!!!"

The golden-red flames exploded around Serel, and the flames of flames ripped apart the thin and thin figure under the worn robe.

The flames dissipated, the black cross in the flames ... intact.

"Lorren Torino, I really don't know what to say about you ... Crazy, or arrogant?" Under the shabby hood, Serriel's terrible face was exposed ~ www.readwn.com ~ That was still crazy Well, after all, I am a wizard. "

Loren shrugged indifferently, and at the same time the magic circle that re-defined the defense in front of him was useless even if it was useless.

"Wizard ... Do you think that with a small dream world, a few magic spells that are not worth mentioning, or ... your superficial and ridiculous wisdom can defeat me and take the Holy Grail?"

"Yes, neither." Staring at the black cross motionlessly, Loren said lightly:

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

"Dang!"

With a crunch, the dark-haired wizard raised the "Dawn" sword with one hand, and pointed the blade firmly at the black cross's ugly, gloomy, and ugly face:

"I'm going to use this ... to knock you into rot!"