Chapter 114: Ghost Flame

Attacking several times faster and swiftly than the previous attack, Agath’s epee smashed at the youth like a violent wind. At this moment, Agath’s blood vessels were swollen and his fighting spirit was raging. He has a grade gap, and he should not dare to make it hard, but in fact-
The impact sounded dullly, but the scene that the opponent would be knocked into flight due to the huge impact did not appear. The opponent just waved it seemingly at random and blocked Agath's full blow.
"Bah, I knew it wouldn't be so easy." Since this sword can't work, then just use faster, more ruthless and more powerful sword skills to defeat him! These thoughts flashed through Agat's mind, and the huge epee in his hand swung more vigorously.
However, no matter what kind of move it was, it could not break the man's impenetrable defense. Soon, even Agath, who has the title of "epee sword", was a little overwhelmed. He attacked several times and panted.
"Oh, this guy... doesn't listen to other people's words at all..." Heliga sighed on the side. He planned to help Agat, but since then, Agat's anger has skyrocketed, and he hasn't been involved in the fight. opportunity.
"Damn..." Panting hard, like a wounded bull, Agath shook his head in irritation and grabbed his weapon with difficulty.
"The swordsmanship is pretty good...but, he is still confused." The man in front of him didn't mean to fight anymore, and the huge golden wrench in his hand sank naturally. "This confusion will make your swordsmanship flawed."
"what did you say!?"
"If you want to incarnate Asura, you must have the consciousness to abandon everything... If you want to survive in this world, you must abandon all your anger and sorrow..." The young man ignored Agath's angry questioning and just said to himself.
"..." Agat's face under the moonlight became painful and hideous, causing his aggressive movements to stop.
"Then, there will be..." The man intended to turn around calmly and leave like the wind, but the next words of the silent young man beside Agat made him almost staggered.
"This line is good, how long have you memorized it?"
"...You fellow." The man turned his head and stared at Heliga fiercely.
"Oh, don't look at me like that." Heliga waved his hand, "I just don't fully agree with you."
"Interesting." The man snorted coldly. "What is your opinion?"
"I don't like to comment on other people's opinions, but..."
"But what?"
"Actually, I just want to know your name. After all, I have played two games..."
"Let's not talk about our two conflicts at all..." the man said helplessly, "but, do you think I would tell you my name so easily?"
"Of course not...but..." As soon as the voice fell, Heliga's figure suddenly disappeared from the same place
"Who told you, I will ask you well?"
The other party did not answer immediately, but immediately left the place where he was standing calmly. There was no reason for him, because at the moment he stepped back two steps away, there was an extra piece of scorched black on the ground he was standing on.
"It's really unexpected..." His eyes finally meant something serious. "I thought you would be more cautious." Looking at the trees that have already circled the far end, they are slowly gathering magic energy in their hands. The boy, the mask man said.
"It was really at the beginning." Heliga's tone was cold. "But, I can't ignore the person who cares the most about me."
"That little girl?" The silver-haired little girl appeared in the mask man's mind. "This is really... Although I don't know what's going on, I have never done anything to the "Westwind Fairy" next to you. ... Rather, only a child of your age would be interested in a girl of that same young age. "
"This line is really bad." Heliga's figure instantly started from the spot, and the lavender flame quickly wrapped around the masked man. At the same time, the man swung a sword, and the big tree with a diameter of nearly a moment that the boy had stood by was also cut off.
"However, that kind of disgusting engraving..." Heliga's voice came from all directions in the purple mist, "I think it's a ghost of one of your associates."
"...You must be mistaken, I don't know the strange things you said." That's what he said, but the man's heart was muttering, is this "engraving" said by the professor who has been studying "False stigmata", and what the boy said, could it be that--
"Sure enough, you still know something." The man froze for a moment and failed to escape the eyes of Heliga who had been watching carefully. "Tell me the little information you know, and you may be released."
"...This joke is really ridiculous. Although you have the power of the outside world in your body... But don't you know that you can't beat me?"
"I" is naturally not good anymore. But "he" can. "An almost whispered whisper, sounded in the man's ear. The voice was so close to himself that he was covered with hairs on his body.
"!" The silver-haired boy, I don't know when he has already rushed in front of him, and the sharp blade in his hand is quietly aimed at his shoulder! Forcibly twisting his body, with a much faster explosive force than before, the masked man who avoided the boy's blow, looked at the boy who was now surrounded by golden flames.
"Is this the true posture of your "power"? "
"Part of it." The young man snapped his fingers casually, and the purple smoke that had been entangled burst out, and the surroundings were instantly chilled. In this midsummer season, many trees were actually covered with fine icicles.
"The special formula that Bernardo left me before...a kind of attack potion..." Heliga didn't expect to be able to solve the opponent's level of enemies in this way, but he needs to buy time-such a dose, to deal with it. He still has no difficulty in half a minute--
Originally, Heliga thought this way. But, in the next second, that kind of murderous magic flame made Heliga's hair stand upright--
"Uranus·Ghost Flame Slash!"
Accompanied by the low roar of the other party, an unknown fire ignited on the huge golden wrench, centered on himself, and fluttered towards the surroundings with a radius of tens of sub-distances. Along with the flames, the cold barrier created by Heliga was directly swallowed.
"Crap—" Seeing the flames continue to move towards the surrounding area without hindrance, and then look at Agat, who has had no time to dodge over there—Heliga gritted his teeth and shouted: "Feim!"
Almost all dragon language is composed of three runes, the complete vomiting head, the power is far from a single rune. But at this moment, there is no time to prepare a complete rune singing time for Heliga.
Only composed of a rune, the pale golden flame enveloped the boy's whole body, and the burning flame burned the pale golden light layer, emitting a dazzling light.
In the end, the boy withstood the final blow. The surrounding trees were not lit, because the flames directly cut off dozens of surrounding trees when they touched the tree body, leaving the coke at the cut. Looking back, the masked man holding the weird weapon had already retreated quite far away, and there was no possibility of chasing him.
However, before that, Heliga still heard the whisper from the opponent.
"Just make an exception and tell you...My name is...Lorence."