"It''s really... It''s been so long that I almost forget you. Dear mazka, we finally meet again."


    Asriel stopped in the dark void, his expression was incomparably playful, and he stared at the monster in front of him with his hands on his back. His scarlet pupils even showed a look of nostalgia.


    "As... Riel..."


    The wind of "Wuwu" came to my ears and turned into a sound in a dark void.


    "Even now, you are still so stupid, dear mazka." the boy smiled: "fear, fear, greed... But stupid, poor mazka."


    "Asriel... Stupid... Asriel..."


    "Yes, in front of that will, we are all stupid. Otherwise, how could we fall to such a point, and how could we ''fall'' here?" the boy was calm and calm, and his scarlet pupils exuded a strange luster: "but I am different from you, I am very lucky."


    "If I don''t have enough patience, I''m afraid I''ll be your ugly appearance now - rotten, dilapidated, dying body, to maintain my existence in this world, twisted and strange monster."


    "Although it''s inappropriate to say so, I''d rather disappear if I want to be like you." Asriel said faintly: "after all, monsters will be killed after all, and mazka, today is your death date!"


    "Asriel... Can''t... Kill me..."


    "Yes, I can''t - compared with you, I''m too weak now."


    The boy''s delicate face showed a smile: "but he can, he doesn''t belong here. Loren Turin, which is completely integrated with spirit and material, can completely erase you from two levels!"


    "I''m really very sorry, but I don''t want to go back to the cellar, and I don''t want to be reduced to a drowning dog. Everything that will threaten this must be wiped out." Asriel''s voice became colder and colder: "and you, dear mazka, you are that serious threat!"


    "Asriel... Stupid... Hypocritical... Asriel..."


    Sighed, and the young man''s eyes exuded a trace of pity: "it''s really sad to see the last traces of his former companions erased from the world!"


    Asriel, with a joking smile, gently snapped his fingers.


    In the dark midnight, collapsed towers and walls, an abyss that can''t be seen at the edge, and the towering vimpal castle.


    Of course, there is the black sun burning in the sky. This is the scene after Loren''s subconscious invaded reality in reverse!


    What a familiar scenery. Slowly open your eyes, from the corner of Loren''s mouth standing on the ground, a touch of helplessness - why is the dream at the bottom of your heart such a picture... Full of tragedy?


    Loren, holding the "tree heart" in his right hand, walked forward slowly and approached the center of the castle bit by bit. The dark and huge body of "mazka" covered half of the castle, and the shadow looked ferocious and strange under the black sun.


    It was a big tree that looked like a human, or an ogre. The huge trunk had already decayed, and viscous pus was still seeping under the broken epidermis; The leaves have long withered, leaving only dilapidated trunks and rotten branches.


    The tree trunks on both sides grew rotten trees that looked like "limbs", but they couldn''t support the huge and festering tree body at all; Under the tree canopy, close to the head, there are three ragged and dark holes, which seem to have been forcibly smashed out and turned into its "eyes" and "mouth".


    If you ignore those obvious mutations, "mazka" is completely a rotten cloud canopy tree, which is forcibly twisted into an almost ogre shape.


    "It''s really ugly." a sneer of disdain appeared on the black haired wizard''s face: "I thought it would be something, but it was more disappointing than some guy!"


    Although his face looked relaxed and freehand, Lauren''s whole body had already been tightened up. The cold sweat * *''s left hand had grasped the "bright silver" sword handle, and his heart was beating faster and faster.


    No matter how much he despises and confronts an evil god, he can''t be really unprepared - there is an essential difference between this enemy and the mutant creatures like vampires or ogres!


    Just because of its huge size, it is difficult to really hurt it - even if you can burn its branches with the "Turin fire", I''m afraid it will only hurt a little fur, and it can''t be really fatal.


    Twisted, terrible, ferocious, disgusting and frightening... This is the emotion Lauren feels now. Even if he just looks at it, he will feel very uncomfortable from head to foot.


    This is the face and terror of the evil god who came to the world!


    Mezka, who was always in place, suddenly moved. His laborious limbs supported between the ruins of the tower and the city wall, moved his huge body in the center of the castle, and stared at Loren like a dark abyss.


    "Stranger... Kill... Stranger... Kill him..."


    From the tree hole came a sound like a bleak cold wind, which echoed constantly under the burning black sun, as if complaining about the soul of the dead, which was creepy.


    "Boom --!"


    The palm of the branch fell from the sky without warning. Loren, who retreated and avoided, was almost half a step away from being photographed into pieces. He barely balanced his body with the "tree heart" before he was not blown out.


    "Kill him... Stranger... Kill... Stranger..."


    Loren''s ears leaping to the ruins of the tower are full of empty howls, and the small figure is hardly worth mentioning in front of "mazka".


    Before he could stand still, mazka screamed again - the wind roared, the remaining tower collapsed under mazka''s palm, and the broken rubble rained down from the sky. It was too late to dodge!


    "Turin fire" --!


    The boiling fireball soared into the air, splashed around in mid air and burst into golden red fireworks. All the bricks and tiles in the explosion melted instantly and fell from the sky like fire rain!


    The "arm" was howled by mazka, who was lit, and hit the black haired wizard again with fire light. Without hesitation, Loren immediately hid behind a wall that had not collapsed.


    "Boom --!"


    The shaking earth, together with the sound of piercing the eardrum, seemed to raise a piece of smoke on the broken earth, and the huge wind and waves instantly destroyed the wall where he hid.


    "Kill... Stranger... Kill him..."


    It''s really acute. Some embarrassed Loren stood up from the rubble and looked at mazka, who was still howling loudly. The huge figure was slowly moving towards himself.


    I''m afraid the ogres outside have reacted and began to attack the yongyelin Valley?


    In other words, he must end the battle as soon as possible... In order to survive, mazka will be desperate to mobilize the surrounding ogres. The expedition won''t last long.


    Go all out and try to kill this guy in the shortest time!


    "Kill the stranger... Kill the stranger..."


    Mazka seemed to wake up suddenly. He moved much faster than before. He turned his front to Loren in just a moment.


    The scalp scratched by the rubble tore a hole and dyed the hair on the right sideburns dark red. The dark haired wizard slowly raised his wand.


    "You know, this wand is called ''tree heart'' - in fact, it''s a good name. After all, I''m not very good at naming."


    "What''s more, it''s still the painstaking work of that little fool, and it should give this power to others... But unfortunately, I thought of a name for it from the beginning, and it didn''t work in the end. It''s really a pity."


    Standing in place, Loren murmured, pulled out the "bright silver" behind him, and fixed it firmly at the end of the Wand - in a twinkling, the original wand became a spear.


    "So I have to go back to the second place and use my name here." the gun head dropped, the gray blue light spewed out from the silver plated blade like a flame, and the corners of the black haired wizard''s mouth showed a ferocious smile:


    "It''s called ''Dragon tooth''!"