Chapter 1204
"...I have been waiting;"
In the depths of the temple, the black cross standing under the sculpture of the Holy Cross stared at the step by step and walked towards the door Loren.
The whispered voice, not at all like coming from the chest or throat, was completely contrary to common sense, and echoed in Loren's mind along with the slightly moving lips.
"From the moment you appeared, day after day;"
Feeling the great pressure of assaults the senses, Loren can even clearly feel the The blood is boiling, evaporating and burning, as if it will be distorted by the opponent's power at any time, turning into a pool of flesh and blood with no visible shape.
"Arrange everything and wait for this moment;"
Seek truth from facts... Even now for Serel, Loren still has no certainty of victory-this is no longer cautious The power gap that can be made up is no longer the difference between strength and weakness, but the two sides are not standing on an equal level.
The only "fair" part is that he also has a nine-pointed star holy grail in his hand, and the other party needs two holy grails at the same time to complete his plan.
The problem is that I also need to get two Holy Grails to stop Seryol, otherwise it will just bring everything back to the beginning.
While guarding the Holy Grail, it is also necessary to seize the Holy Grail controlled by the Black Cross. This kind of battle...
genuine's "difficult as heavenly ascension".
"Because everything is doomed, no matter what happens, you... will personally deliver the Holy Grail... to my presence;"
Staring at the black cross of the black hair wizard, the corners of your mouth are hooked A weird arc:
"Whether you like it or not, this is your mission."
In a one-on-one battle, you have almost no chance of winning; the last touch Farnesis in the weak spot has been killed in the battle of Eckhardt, and it has been proved by facts that the weak spot is actually more like a trap.
If there was no Eckhart Dessalion, he would probably fall into that trap, and be "counter-killed" by Seryol like Stinking Insect when he mistakenly thought of victory.
So... what should I do?
What do you need to do to win a bit of life in such an extremely desperate battle, to defeat the one who has prepared for this moment for thousands of years, and may even have repeated thousands of exercises for this millennium plan? An enemy who was prepared to the point where it was impossible to add in the year, with a more meticulous mind than himself, calm and cautious?
Loren, who is calm on the surface, deep in one's heart, is a mess.
"The sky is roaring, the earth is trembling and wailing...This life has come to an end, and it will soon usher in its first end;"
The cold words, finally Except for uncontrollable maneuvers:
"This world will eventually fall into my hand, in my palm...enjoy eternity."
Every word, every syllable, is in Loren There was an incomparably clear sound in his mind; hitting the deepest part of his soul, steadily blocking every step he took into the temple.
"Loren Torino, as for you...you little discordant note."
In the silent and dark hall, Seryol’s expression was full of disdain "You will eventually fall under my feet as a loser, a sign that symbolizes the destruction of many rebels in the old world."
"Sing, praise, trifling a stranger, you The tragedy that takes one’s own death as everything is drawn to an end... what a glorious, what a honour!"
"Clang——!"
There was a crisp sound in the temple Reverberating, the sparks from the collision of the "Dawn" sword that fell on the ground dispelled the surrounding darkness.
"Black Cross, Seryol, you..."
Looking at those murderous eyes, Loren took a deep breath: "No friends, right?"
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The black cross, with a cold expression, ignored it.
"Because only guys who don’t have many friends, when they see an outsider, stranger or even an enemy, they like Bala Bala... Bala is endless."
" Because you have too many things to say, but it’s a pity that no one wants to hear what you say; the fool who can be controlled by you can’t understand what you’re talking about—ah, what a painful thing to chat with Tudou , A friend of mine knows it deeply."
The black hair wizard with emotion dispelled the black mist that swept around, the gray and blue nine-pointed star magic array opened under his feet and left his hand at the same time. Straddling in the air with the pace, like the conductor of an orchestra, manipulating the scattered Void Power.
"So you can only talk about this with your enemy, repeat your great plan over and over again, say'didn't expect again and again, this is the truth, you are deceived ', or'You are just a trivial ant, I can crush you to death with my fingernails, thwarting bones and ashes', it's really..."
"Let me make a comment-put It's enough to threaten people with cruel words, like'I will kill you in a few days, I will kill your bones and burn ashes'. If you talk too much, you will become a stubborn, understand?"
The great sword of Loren slashed across the ground with Loren's pace, leaving a string of sparks behind him to push the surrounding black fog back, like a separated sea wave, opening a path in the dark.
The frost-faced Black Cross stood under the Holy Cross sculpture without any intention of doing it.
No need to bother at all, because everything is already a foregone conclusion.
Under the big vortex, in this temple, Loren · Torino has no chance of winning at all, because...
"Knowing what kind of threat is the most effective Is it?" Loren, who kept in his hand, kept talking, at the same time:
"That is not threatening."
"The sharpest blade is hidden in the sheath. At that time, the deepest fear is not understanding, not understanding and not knowing...The secret is known by the second person, then it is no longer a secret; punishing all the rebels, it will only arouse more rebels."
"Anyway, it’s a death, muddleheaded life is not as good as death, it’s better to fight to death and life — they are not brave at all, just because you let them know the cost of resistance, and compared to what you gave, they I don’t care about paying these prices at all."
"So you should understand, or you knew it would be such a result...the reason why I, the humble ant in your mouth, thought I am a very special ordinary person, a person who takes chestnuts from the fire, a puppet and a doll of the devil..."
"Only so fearless, standing in front of you." Uncovering the mystery, the footsteps of the black hair wizard Stop and stand ten steps away from Seyol:
"Because I'm tired of hearing all kinds of threats from you, I have developed a very strong resistance, and I don't feel it anymore. ——To be honest, I am not only not afraid, but I even want to laugh a little."
"But I can understand you very well in this respect. Really, a person has no friends, so I occasionally become silly. It’s nothing. It's ridiculous, I won't laugh at you because of this kind of thing...unless I can't help it."
The indifferent black cross, his eyes locked on the black hair wizard's every move.
Yes, this is just a trick that Loren Torino likes to play with.
Use words and facial expressions to constantly release strong emotional fluctuations and empty reactions to attract the attention of others, and then inadvertently complete his plans and arrangements.
Eboden, Niederhogg, Scarlet Blood Castle, Silver Helmet Mountain... Such trivial tricks, I have seen so many times, they are no longer unfamiliar.
The puppet Farnesis under his control may be deceived by such boring little tricks; but Farnesis is dead, and Loren Torino's last ray of hope has also been choked to death.
Let him continue to be so proud, anyway, in front of him who has already seen everything, these are meaningless, because the more proud he is, the more rampant he is, the more despair in the end...
"Yes, it's useless." Loren hummed softly:
"Seeing through everything, planning everything, great and terrific in front of the friendless Black Cross Seror, everything Crafty plots and machinations are meaningless, just the Final Struggle before the final failure."
"No matter how you cover up, you are destined to see through your thoughts. No matter how you plan, it will be no match for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years. The preparation is perfect, no matter how many variables will eventually return to the original path, everything is just the last carnival at the end of the day, then..."
"Why are you so nervous?"
"It’s unnecessary, right? Anyway, no matter how much I toss, it’s useless. No matter how much I put up a desperate struggle, I’m destined to die. Everyone is mortal. I can’t change this and I don’t intend to change it. , So...why do you care so much?"
"I've heard such a saying..." Blinking curious eyes, the black hair wizard and the black cross looked at each other:
"The more hatred, the more afraid, the more fear, the more real, the more joy, the more lies, the more happiness, the more sad..."
"Vocabulary is just given to some This label of performance and existence is dead; emotion, but it is a variable that constantly fluctuates and never stops, and is alive, so I came to a very interesting conclusion, that is..."
"Controlling the void, the contradictory world full of information and emotions, omnipotent Seryol actually... has always suppressed his real emotional fluctuations with a calm side, making himself absolutely calm and seemingly in control of everything. In the state, I said it seems to be because of this state..."
"It was pretended, it was a disguise, or you don’t know how to express it at all, because you have no friends and no reference; but This doesn’t matter, if you really don’t know, I can help you later..."
"Loren...Torino——!!!!!!"
Boom————
The shock caused by the angry roar, the terrifying sense of oppression is simply paved.
Without any warning, the magic array in front of Loren shattered. The huge pressure made him impossible to move even a little bit, his eyes rounded, staring at the man who was already on the verge of madness. Black cross, the corners of his mouth twitch.
until now, in the eyes of the black hair wizard, someone who is keen on provoking with words, expressions and body language is a crazy act of death that he does not understand, angering and taunting him and reluctantly I can understand and accept it, but this is so extraordinary that the enemy can't wait to tear you to death. It feels like standing on the edge of a cliff...
It's really great!
Boom————————
At the same time as the black mist was boiling, a loud roar followed—the earth shook, the temple collapsed, the sky was overturned, the world Fall into the abyss of ten thousand zhang...
A huge castle rises from the ground behind the black hair wizard; the gray blue huge whirlpool covering the dome is replaced by a burning nine-pointed star!
It's obviously dim, but it's burning;
It's obviously spitting flames, but you can't feel the slightest warmth, only the bone-chilling cold.
From beginning to end, Seror didn't even intend to stop him, and looked around at random as if watching a ridiculous drama.
"Dreamland world?"
Looking at the burning nine-pointed star above his head, the corner of Seror's mouth was only sneered: "You are actually in front of me...Black Cross, open Your dream world?"
"Boom——!"
The swelling black mist is like a wave, rolling up around Seryol with open arms and turning into A rain of arrows swept towards Loren.
Feeling the full of oppression, it seems that the black hair wizard can suffocate one's own oppression without having to stretch out his hand in the next second. The black hair wizard is very difficult to open the cold ice shield.
It has become so difficult even in my own dream world, if I still stay in the temple, I am afraid that it will not end up like Asriel at the beginning, and it will explode on the spot.
"Bang——Bang——Bang——……"
The black fog completed its gaseous change from the fog in just a few seconds close to the black hair wizard. It turns into a liquid, and then "condenses" into "ice", just like a sculpture of Time Freeze, which is firmly fixed in place.
"hmph ……"
Coldly snorted Seriole raised his mouth and waved his hand disdainfully; the solidified "black mist" shattered into countless chips, which exploded into the sky The crystal clear.
eyes flashed, the black hair wizard snapped his fingers; the tiny particles flickering in the sky interlocked with each other, forming three magical arrays in front of the gray blue ice shield, locking Seriole in the center.
The fire of Torino.
"Boom————!!!!"
The flames of golden red exploded all around Serel, and the air waves mixed with flames kept tearing the worn-out robe Down the thin and thin silhouette.
The flames have dissipated, and the black cross in the fire sea...is intact.
"Loren Torino, I really don't know what to say about you...crazy, or arrogant?" Under the shabby hood, Seryol's hideous and terrifying face was exposed.
"That's crazy, after all, I'm a wizard."
Loren shrugged indifferently, and at the same time re-outlined the defensive array in front of him-even if it was useless , More or less can be considered prepared.
"wizard...you think that with a little dream world, a few unworthy spells, or...your superficial and ridiculous wisdom, you can defeat me and take the Holy Grail "
"Yes, nor is it." Motionless staring at the black cross, Loren faintly opened the mouth and said:
"Because I am a wizard, calm, cautious, never Control your own thinking with emotions, always give priority to reason, use the simplest and most effective method, and at the same time the most reasonable method to solve the problems you encounter, so..."
"Clang! "
With a crisp sound, the black hair wizard raised the "Dawn" sword with one hand, and steadily pointed the tip of the sword at the extremely ugly face of the black cross that was extremely gloomy and hideous:
"I plan to use this... to knock you into a pulpy!"