In the burning Obsidian sun, there was only a dazzling golden red flashing, mixed with the explosion and flame of rolling smoke, which turned into huge waves, and the flood like fire waves rolled, boiling and roared.
The empty door opened wide, and brenhild, standing in place, almost completely took the blow.
And it was an unreserved, all-out blow.
"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"
The roaring black haired wizard did his best, leaving almost no room for backhand and defense - in the face of the powerful female martial god, he had to do his best to win back this trivial turn!
At the moment of roaring, Lauren''s eyes began to show a little fatigue... Even on the premise of strengthening the nine pointed star Holy Grail, he immediately squandered his remaining energy after using the two high-level spells of "silent dream" and "die now", which is still a very dangerous sign for him.
If you can''t push back brenhild at once, you really have only the last and most undesirable option... Valve.
For wizards who are really exposed to mysticism and the nine pointed star Holy Grail, "valve" is the last card in their hands - let the spiritual palace reverse invade the real world, even where it is impossible to use void power, they can use it at will, and don''t even care about the consumption of divine power.
This is the "key" that wizards find on the nine pointed star holy grail to open their shackles. They can have the power comparable to evil gods in a short time.
The price is the strong void erosion and the high risk of sudden death and even mutation on the spot... Although Loren doesn''t have to worry about this, the loss of energy alone is enough to make him unconscious for a month, and it is accompanied by a period of weakness.
Because of this, the battle between Gumu forest and mazka kept his memory so fresh that he didn''t choose to open the valve when he fought with Ariel.
The flame was boiling, and the black haired wizard staring at the sea of fire was slightly relieved; He didn''t expect to defeat Brunhild with a high-level spell, but at least
"Boom --!!"
In the next second, the roar of the explosion made Lauren suddenly look up; Finally, the expression of relief turned into amazement. The pupil suddenly shrank and stared at the scene in front of me.
The strong wind roared, and the boiling flame was like a huge wave, which separated a huge gap from the center.
Split?
The flame... Was split?!
At the next moment, the golden red fire spread around, the white snow wings opened left and right, and the figure of brenhild appeared under the fire.
Unharmed -!
The boiling flame surrounded the female warrior like a cloak, and the blue steel spiral spear was behind her; The solemn looking brenhild held his left hand flat, and a huge, exaggerated two handed sword was held in her hand and pointed straight ahead.
Loren was stunned.
Even mezka and Asriel can''t really be unharmed in front of the "Turin fire". Even the fascists who have the power of the "black cross" serliol will never dare to eat directly!
And she... Split? I tried my best and bet all my blows, but I was split so easily?!
The flame torn sword blade emits a dark light like moonlight. The bright sword ridge seems to be forged with midnight stars. The huge exaggerated hand guard and hilt are even more gorgeous to an unimaginable extent.
"This is a symbol of great sorrow, the dawn of the eternal night..." brenhild murmured, his eyes full of admiration:
"Even in the face of death, I didn''t shrink back at all, Loren Turin... You really deserve to be Roland''s successor. I have deeply felt the fetters between you and your friends from this boiling flame!"
The tired black haired wizard sighed. His dark pupils were full of blood, and his temples were beating... Even if "dying at the moment" could recover his injury, it could not cure fatigue.
Even if you do your best, there is still little hope
"If I''m right, your name is'' Dragon teeth ''... It''s a gift from one of your best friends?" the female martial god''s expression showed a soft appreciation:
"I wonder if I have the honor to hear this person''s name?"
"Ayn, Ayn Rand of shenlinbao." Lauren''s bloodshot pupils stared at brenhild and clenched the Dragon teeth in his hand:
"She is the most... No, she should be the best and the most unrivalled alchemist in history. No one can compare with her!"
A moment of silence, the flames dissipated.
Without saying a word, brenhild stared at the dark haired wizard for a long time, with an unknown, bitter smile on his mouth:
"Close friends who trust, rely on and support each other... It is the meaning of a knight to gamble his life and fight for it."
The next moment, before the female warrior God attacked, the black haired wizard moved!
The gray blue beam of light pulled up a remnant, and Loren attacked Brunhild head-on; The dragon''s teeth spitting out the power of emptiness stabbed her towering chest without reservation.
In the face of the attack of the dark haired wizard, the female martial god seemed unmoved. Her bright eyes were much dimmed and whispered:
"But even with the meaning of fighting, is there enough strength to resist the doomed fate?"
The words sounded faintly. Facing Loren Turin, who did not shrink back, brenhild picked up the big star sword in her hand - a huge and exaggerated two handed sword, which was as light as a sewing needle in her slender left hand.
"Dang --!"
The moment he turned sideways, the black haired wizard almost did his best to avoid the fatal blow from the tip of the spiral gun. The falling star sword made the Dragon teeth in his hand tremble suddenly, and the bones of his arms gave a harsh cry!
The next second, Loren, who successfully parried, again "repeated his old skill", raised his left hand and gently hit his fingers; The center of the two staggered figures lit up a dazzling golden red light.
"Boom --!!!"
The roar of the explosion was like thunder, but it was not as the dark haired wizard thought... When the fire dissipated, the cold Silver Star Sword slowly moved away, and brenhild, who was blocked behind, was still intact.
In the shocked eyes of the black haired wizard, the green steel spear sweeping the hurricane stabbed him again.
"Dang -!!"
At the moment when the tip of the gun collided with the sword, Loren almost slipped and dodged without hesitation. The whole person was knocked out again and collapsed to the ground!
Blunhild, who stood with his spear and sword, narrowed his pupils slightly, but the bitterness in the corners of his mouth became more and more thick.
She could see that he really wanted to win.
He hopes to end everything, break the shackles of reincarnation and get the strength to protect the people he wants to protect.
Everything... Is the same as Roland.
Everything is no different from the past. It is still a tragic reincarnation; No matter how hard he tried, he couldn''t stop that day.
At most, it''s just a different time.
The black haired wizard who fell in a pool of blood was still struggling, trying to support his body with dragon teeth and wanted to stand up; But obviously, this process will not be very easy. Even if he can stand firm and not fall down immediately, he needs to do his best.
It''s time to end all this... Brenhild held up the star sword in his hand, and the star like sword body was shining.
But at the next moment... The female martial god suddenly noticed something and suddenly looked at the direction in which Loren fell to the ground.
Just now the dying black haired wizard has stood up again, raised his mouth and is looking at her with his rebellious and dark pupils!
Put the right hand behind you and cross the dragon''s teeth;
Holding the bright silver''s left hand in front of him, the gray blue sword flickered with a shaking light.
He should have been very weak just now. How can he recover immediately, even a little stronger than just now?
Is there any real strength?
"This is..."
"Ah, this..." the panting black haired wizard said in a careless tone:
"We... Call this'' valve ''!"