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Rumble!

The burst of air burst into the ears, and the horrible fluctuations overflowed everywhere.

Even in the magic array with [Magic Abandonment] and [Ten Times of Gravity] applied, the aftermath of the battle between the silver-tier powerhouses still has the power to crush the black iron-tier powerhouses into powder.

Allen didn't even doubt that if it were not for the constraints of the magic circle and the resistance of the mana field, these terrifying aftermaths of the battle would have the powerful power to change the terrain and destroy the city.

After all, only in this way can they be worthy of the prestige and lofty status of the silver-tier powerhouses and the city-breaking powerhouses.

Sa!

The white gold blade light broke through the air, cutting to this empty corner of the courtyard in front of the wide door.

Hum!

There seemed to be a whisper of magic, shaking the void and making a clear sound, making the space tremble.

Water ripples suddenly appeared in the empty corners, as if they were slashed by Allen.

Some crimson spells began to diffuse, but they were outlined in the void in an instant, forming an extremely complex model of arcane spells.

Immediately afterwards, I didn't wait for anyone to see exactly what the structure of this spell was.

Brilliant magic magic flashes, and the huge magic model has been activated, dissolving between heaven and earth.

Clang!

The clanging sound of steel collision suddenly resounded, and the dazzling firelight burst out from Allen's long knife and the actual magic shield, and then collapsed into sporadic mana particles and dissipated in the night sky.

Allen's face remained unchanged when he saw the situation, still as calm as water and indifferent as ice.

The long knife in his hand suddenly recovered its power at the moment when it slashed on the spell shield that suddenly appeared in the void. It did not lose its balance due to the impact of the vigorous slashing. Instead, it took the opportunity to take advantage of this. The counter-shock force surged.

The harsh light of the knife stretched in mid-air, like a cold and high moon in the sky, cold and ruthless, indifferent and fearless.

Bang bang bang...

The next moment, the intensive beating sound as if rain beating plantain suddenly rose and played in the entire empty courtyard.

The sound was so dense that it was like a violent storm, and it was violent and swift to the extreme.

Alan swung his knife like a hammer, and his whole person slashed like a phantom, like a blacksmith constantly forging his favorite sword in front of an iron furnace.

However, compared with the slowness and stagnation of the blacksmith's hammer, Allen's movements are getting faster and faster, and the interval between the metallic collision sounds is getting shorter and shorter.

And Allen's power, the power of Allen's body, also accumulates in this intensive hitting sound, and continues to rise.

Bang!

Suddenly, the interval between the striking sounds of a violent storm was as small as the limit, as if thousands of strikes were condensed into one, and thousands of strikes were condensed into one sound.

"Drink!"

Allen's pupils contracted unconsciously, his eyes condensed, like a sword like a sword, he suddenly screamed, and his heart and lungs, which were stronger than the bellows of a large steam machine, suddenly swelled, and then contracted suddenly, bursting out a strong breath, Blood heavier than lead and mercury is transported to every part of the body.

At the same time, Allen's height suddenly rose by three points, and the muscles all over his body were bulging, and the whole person seemed to instantly become a little giant.

The blue veins on the arm are like steel bars biting together, showing the terrifying power that can destroy the city.

Although Allen's power has not yet reached the level of silver rank so far.

However, under the blessings of [Strong] [Elegant Murder] [Weapon Affinity] [Steel Body] and other specialties, under the explosive increase of [Blood], under the sublimation of [Master Long Sword Skill] .

Alan's strength at this time may not be enough to smash all obstacles, but there is no problem with the word of destroying the city and the village.

The eyes flickered like cold stars, and the eyes were sharp as sharp as a blade.

With the help of his strength, Allen was suddenly slashed by the swinging sword, and took advantage of the momentum even more swift and violent than before.

Platinum brilliance loomed from Ellen's body, and transparent golden brilliance projected from Ellen's eyes.

At this moment, Allen, with full firepower, against the sacred luster, is heroic like a god.

Swinging a knife to slash, like a **** beating a drum, and like a **** man chopping an axe.

Between the actions, there is a kind of shattering the shackles of the world and reopening the terrifying power of chaos and turbidity.

Clang!

Click!

In the silent courtyard, two distinct sounds resounded at the same time that Alan heard clearly.

Alan has been unable to see the original color of the platinum pupils, and there is a sudden divine light guarantee, bursting out infinite light, as if two searchlights are working at full power, and it is shocking.

In front of him, the crimson shield that was blocking Allen was suddenly covered with dense cracks, spreading in all directions.

At the next moment, Allen pressed his wrist slightly and exerted force again.

The scarlet shield that was already on the verge of its limit collapsed suddenly, shattering into blocks of magical brilliance.

Then, the magical brilliance that seemed to be substantial before it became illusory, it shattered again, turned into a little bit of light, and was squeezed out of the range of the magic circle.

Sa!

With one blow, it won't be forgiving. Alan's feet suddenly exerted force, and the whole person popped out like a cannon, ploughing a deep mark again on the already tortured grass.

Even because of the constraints of the magic effect of [Ten Times of Gravity], Allen at this time could not enter the high-speed battle at the supersonic speed.

But with Allen's firepower on and without leaving his hands, there was no problem with the speed in a blink of a hundred meters.

Therefore, in the next instant, Gallup, who retreated quickly without hesitation at the moment when the shield was broken, was overtaken by Allen again.

And this time, he didn't have the life-saving spells like before.

"Cut."

Allen opened his lips slightly, exhaled, and drank silently.

The whole body was full of energy and blood, and the body's muscles and joints penetrated, bursting out with fierce and domineering force.

"Gallup!"

On the side, Cecilia, who was fighting Dalton, saw this scene of sudden shrinkage of her pupils, showing a look of shock.

However, this is not because she is worried about Gallup's safety.

After all, it is a normal concept for people like them to have nothing but themselves.

Except for themselves, everything else can be used, and everything else can be discarded.

Don't say it's just an alliance of interests that uses each other and has ghosts, even those subordinates who seem to have a long time and trust, if the price is right, they can't think about it.

Therefore, Cecilia's concern for Gallup is true, but she is not worried about his safety, but worried that if the other party loses, the situation will collapse in a direction beyond her control.

She was always just herself.

However, her loss of consciousness allowed Leonard to find a chance.

"Fight against me, and dare to get distracted!"

Dalton sneered and said, his tone full of sarcasm and rage.

Hum!

In the next moment, there are countless mixed symphonies of buzzing from higher dimensions that have been superimposed on countless times, appearing in the physical world, reflecting the sound of making the heart short of breath and irritating.

Then, before Cecilia could react, the overwhelming magic disc appeared from the void, overlapping and overlapping, like a hemispherical dome that generally enveloped Cecilia.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Endless fireballs, ice balls, dark energy magic balls, arcane missiles and a series of cannonball-type spells are engraved with complex magic runes from the void, endlessly.

The terrifying roar that was continuous and uninterrupted seemed to be compressed to a moment, and exploded in an instant.

The horrible firepower that was intensive to the limit vented out in an instant, erupting towards Cecilia.

Where Cecilia originally stood, a horrible pit about several meters deep and ten meters in diameter suddenly appeared.

The traces on it are mottled and mixed, scorching traces burned by flames, frost cracks burned by extreme cold and frostbite, dark colors corroded by dark energy, chaotic magical particles after being bombarded by pure arcane missiles...

This pothole looks big enough, but compared to the densely packed spell traces that can be called the cannonball-type spell traces textbook, it obviously smiled more than that.

However, Dalton did not look happy at all on his face.

Because, in this huge pothole, there is no trace of Cecilia's body that he expected.

As for whether the opponent was bombed with no bones left, Dalton had such expectations, but his reason had organized his unrealistic delusions.

After all, what the other party said was a strong man who entered the Silver Stage with his own strength.

Although in terms of the power level exposed by the opponent, it is estimated to be at the silver intermediate level, not comparable to Dalton's silver peak, or even a higher level of strength.

However, the opponent's specific degree of understanding of the silver tier itself, and the powerful control that is sufficient to finely control every point of power, is enough for the opponent to deal with Dalton's hands.

Even if the time is not long, it is definitely enough.

No way, although the personality gap between the two is a bit huge, Dalton's control of his own power is too poor.

If you have to quantify it, it is probably 10% of the power, and he can display 30% of the combat power.

In this regard, Dalton can only perform large-scale, rugged, simple and easy-to-operate gun-type attacks, and cannot perform other bells and whistles.

Otherwise, the previous wave of Dalton's attacks can be completely taken away with a [Space Cage] on his left hand and a [Shadow Binding] on his right hand, and the last wave of indiscriminate bombing.

It won't be like it is now.

Dalton suddenly turned his head, and followed the direction of the aura to look at the place where the white golden light and the scarlet light collided and confronted each other.

The next moment, under the seemingly empty moonlight, Cecilia suddenly appeared.

Accompanied by the dull spell buzzing sound, the midair that was originally illuminated by the cold moonlight suddenly appeared a depressive and crazy dark red color, among which was dotted with dots of golden red fire.

In the air, a faint smell of sulfur and hot lava began to diffuse, not quickly, but unstoppable.

Upon seeing this, Dalton's face changed drastically, and he stood still and began to cast spells.

However, I don’t know if it’s because he’s been doing it for too long before. His actions are much slower than before. It’s too late to stop Cecilia’s attack on Allen, but he can attack before the opponent gets away. To her.

The grasp of the size, the choice of timing. It's really amazing.

Upon seeing this, Alan, who was surrounded by divine light, was as calm as a god-man, but the coldness in his eyes was even worse.

The murderous intent on his body became more and more vigorous, as if he really couldn't help but vent out completely.

However, fortunately, Allen didn't trust the two temporary teamwork.

It can even be said that he has never trusted Dalton.

Although there is a saying that first eliminates the worries and then clears the internal troubles, Alan is not sure that Dalton is the same as he thought.

Although Austin Augustus and Dalton Augustus are both Augustus.

But the relationship between the two is not much better than the other two.

Therefore, for them, apart from themselves, they are all enemies.

If it weren't for Dalton who still had a judgment on the situation, and knew that the two newcomers would never be able to form an ally with him, even if the three of them united to deal with the Austin side, Alan would not be surprised.

The previous brief, tacit alliance and cooperation were just a last resort decision in that situation.

And now ~lightnovelpub.net~ Since Dalton has discovered the opportunity, how can he maintain that fragile tacit understanding again.

In his opinion, Allen kills Gallup, Cecilia kills Allen, and he attacks Cecilia. This is a perfect order curve.

And what he has to do is to be the last winner of the winner-takes-all.

However, whether things will develop as he wishes depends on their respective methods.

After all, other people are not weak people who have no resistance, nor are they the clay puppets in his hands. Although his ideas are good, the final result is after all a settlement formed after a four-party game.

He has his plan, and others have their own ideas.

Although Dalton seized the opportunity to take the lead, before the dust settled, everything was possible.

The long knife in Allen's hand continued to press down, forming a fierce wind, blowing the hem of Gallup's clothes.

Cecilia was walking not far away, and the original indifferent sulphur smell in the air was thicker, with a smell of hot lava.

Dalton stood on the spot, his eyes seemed to open and close, indeterminate, and there seemed to be light flowing in his eyes, and the spells in his hand had been condensed and formed, and they could burst out at any time.

Cold moon, white light, long knife, scarlet...

At this moment, time seems to be frozen, and various images are drawn away from reality, as if solidified into an abstract stick figure, deep and mysterious, with infinite symbols and mysteries.

Gallup, Allen, Cecilia, Dalton.

The four have different positions, but they have formed a perfect closed loop of attack in time, space and logic, which is a coincidence.

However, the next moment.

Pouch!

A soft sound like a cracked cloth suddenly sounded in the air, and a **** and coquettish crimson light broke through the air and fell into Dalton's arms.