The crisis warning of the Death Omen Bird is always half a step ahead of the attacker.

But after Suren heard the crow's call, a moment of thought flashed in his eyes, and for some reason, he was half a beat slower.

It was just that instant, and a "whoosh" sound of piercing air rapidly approached from the darkness.

As Suren dodged to the side, an arrow of wind element with a power more terrifying than a heavy sniper bullet brushed past him.

Despite his best efforts to avoid it, the elemental arrow, wrapped in a sharp aura, directly cut a bloody wound on his arm. A spurt of blood shot out.

In the darkness, the blood dripped to the ground, soaking into the stone, and disappeared strangely.

Suren seemed unaware.

He looked at his wound and murmured in his heart, "Oh... that guy has advanced to seventh rank?"

To be able to break through his sixth-rank elemental armor so easily, besides weapon enhancement, there must be rank suppression.

He didn't expect that in just a few days, young master William had transformed his grief and indignation into strength, advancing to the seventh rank?

How much lifespan did he consume on that [Crown of Profanity]?

In an instant, Suren felt that Yekaterina's evaluation of William was truly pertinent; that young master's mentality would indeed collapse in the face of adversity.

But... it's not a big problem.

If it were just the previous sixth rank, Suren would have felt that the arrow wound act was too perfunctory.

Moreover, a new idea instantly popped into his mind.

.......

After being shot in the arm, Suren finally seemed to react.

The wind elemental fine blade at the wound was like a poison, still frantically tearing at the wound, and a piercing pain struck his heart.

But he didn't care. He pinched a warlock seal, and the runes all over his body shimmered, and a phantom of the Grim Reaper had already risen behind him.

With another instant shift, he appeared on the hillside hundreds of meters away, following the direction of the arrow.

Looking at the cloaked figure in front of him, there was no way he couldn't recognize that it was young master William.

This guy had no intention of leaving after the sneak attack, seemingly waiting for him to come to his door.

Suren pretended not to know and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why did you plot against me?"

"Heh, who am I?"

William sneered and directly pulled off his cloak, revealing a twisted face, and gritted his teeth, "Now you know who I am, right!"

Finally!

Finally!

Do you know how I've spent these days!

Every day, looking at the intelligence of you two being lovey-dovey in the Rose Manor, it's like someone is taking a knife and cutting flesh and sprinkling salt on my heart.

Every bit of my anger has been transformed into strength, and I must grind you, this dog couple, to ashes!

Although Suren knew it was young master William, looking at the white-haired guy with a twisted expression like a food-guarding wolf, he still slandered in his heart: How explosive must your mentality be to get yourself this angry?

It seems that Yekaterina really grasped people's hearts to the extreme. The days spent in the manor were not wasted.

"It's you!"

Suren didn't want to waste any time, but he still had to play the role to the end.

When mortal enemies meet, they strike with killing moves.

He raised his hand, and the black scythe slashed out with a domineering aura, and then instantly shifted to a safe distance.

But what was unexpected was that just as Suren shifted a hundred meters away, the wind element in front of him reappeared and condensed into a human figure.

William looked at the astonishment in Suren's eyes and let out a weird laugh, "Jie Jie Jie, relying on your ability to shift in space, you think you can really escape? That was before, but now... Hehehe..."

Suren raised his eyebrows, looking at the wings behind him.

Wind-type professionals are already the most skilled at movement in the professional sequence, and this mythical species legendary colonization [Feather of the Wind God Bird] is like adding wings to a tiger, especially on someone with the [A-003-Wind Speaker] talent.

The previous sixth-rank William didn't have the confidence to keep Suren, but now...

This guy flies no slower than space displacement!

The essence of instant shift is also the exchange of energy for displacement distance. Even if space techniques have displacement advantages, they also follow the "principle of equivalent exchange".

For example, if you consume the same amount of energy, Suren's space instant shift can displace a hundred meters, while a wind-type technique can only displace sixty meters.

But the rank suppression and the endless wind elements instantly erase this difference.

So, theoretically speaking, if Suren doesn't use external force to instantly shift, he really might not be able to escape from the hands of the current seventh-rank young master William.

......

Suren, however, didn't flinch at all. He pinched warlock seals with both hands, his eyes gleaming like electricity: "Hormone Run Amok - Sixth Release!"

Looking again at the golden-bodied muscles bulging with hidden runes, his dark spiritual power surged out like flames.

With a "snap," he stomped on the air, and his whole body charged straight forward like a phantom.

William looked at him with sarcasm in his eyes, "Desperate struggle!"

He pinched warlock seals with both hands and softly shouted, "Illusory Servant - Wind Witch!"

Looking again, a huge phantom of a witch appeared behind William. This was clearly the image of the great completion of the top-level wind-type secret technique, the Four Servants Mystery [Illusory Servant].

He changed the warlock seal in his hand again and pinched out a seventh-rank spell: "Wind's Profound Meaning - No-Sky Forbidden Domain!"

Just as Suren rushed over fiercely, he suddenly felt a sharp edge pressing in from all around his body.

Before he could react in any way, he seemed to have crashed into a wind element swamp, and his body stagnated.

The ubiquitous breeze had already condensed into countless sharp wind blades, and a storm instantly rose, like a meat grinder.

Even with the protection of domineering aura, Suren felt the pain drilling into his bones.

"So strong, the threshold of the seventh rank is indeed a qualitative change..."

Suren roared inwardly, but he didn't hesitate to meet the difficulty head-on.

"Clang," "clang," "clang"...

The sharp sound of metal colliding filled the air.

In an instant, the entire sky was filled with the figures of the two in a fierce battle.

......

At the same time, in the village full of corpses, a big bearded man in black and white robes was unhurriedly drawing a blood-refined array.

Many evil methods of voodoo techniques require fresh living people, and this village is just right.

This guy is naturally "Undead Monk" Rasputin, one of the Ten Legendary Bounty Hunters.

Looking at the battle between the two in the distance, Rasputin啧啧 marvelled: "Yo yo yo... "Grim Reaper" can kill Heidemann Elpsot, his strength is really not bad. That William probably thinks that he has forcibly entered the seventh rank and is sure of victory. Ridiculous, ridiculous..."

The legendary hunter who had been immersed in the seventh rank for many years could see more things. He Yin smiled and said, "啧啧, he has a plan. At this time, he is still thinking of using people as whetstones. If I didn't come, even if another seventh-rank professional came, he wouldn't be able to keep you..."

The drawing of the blood refining array was almost complete. The demonic monk seemed to have thought of something again and muttered to himself: "When the wax museum comes out, young master William should ask for help. I have to prepare. The Reigardi family will be of great use to my master in the future, and this young master cannot die here..."

The demonic monk's expression was relaxed, and he was very sure that the target tonight was doomed to die.

Because he had just obtained a ball of blood in his hand.

After sensing and confirming, it was young master "Fick".

If he hadn't obtained this blood, he would have thought there was a chance for the person to escape with space techniques.

But now... no matter how Fick can escape, he is doomed to die!

Thinking of something, Rasputin turned his gaze to the steam castle not far away.

He seemed to have foreseen a series of beautiful scenes, and he smiled with lust in his eyes: "啧啧, I've long heard that the fourth young lady of the Lance family is a world-rare top-quality product. Today is going to be fun. It was a little lacking a few years ago, but now that she's married, the taste of a young married woman is just right..."

......

In the steam castle, Yekaterina was playing with an astrolabe.

This is a top-level forbidden object inherited from the astrological warlock lineage.

She was moving a few meteorite chess pieces as if playing chess, her expression as calm as ever.

She was performing astrological deduction and also interfering with some mysterious techniques.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel the disgusting malice in the village not far away. She frowned slightly, but instantly returned to normal.

In those deep eyes, she seemed to be considering something more distant.

The sound of the great battle outside was getting more and more exaggerated. At this time, the driver in the cab asked in a solemn tone: "Miss, the situation over there doesn't seem to be good. Should I go and help?"

Yekaterina said lightly, "No need. Let them fight for a while longer. He will solve it."

......

The battle on the hillside was getting more and more intense.

No matter how Suren shifted in space, William could quickly stick to him like a ghost.

As a result, Suren could only engage in close combat.

But seventh rank against sixth rank, the rank suppression made Suren suffer greatly.

The Reigardi family's inherited top-level cursed object, the [Bow of Aeolus Wind Spirit], was like a tracking sniper, shooting out wind element arrows that would turn corners, making them impossible to avoid.

After fighting for a short time, he was defeated and retreated. He looked extremely embarrassed now.

Although he had the dual blessing of [Rune Vajra] and body-protecting domineering aura, which prevented him from suffering any fatal injuries for the time being. But it seemed that he could only delay his death time.

Whether it was treasures or talents, young master William was a leader among his peers.

"Aren't you the famous "Grim Reaper"? Take out those broken puppets of yours and let me see them? What's wrong, you know it's useless to take them out?"

"I didn't kill you last time, and you stole my beloved... The old guys in the family actually want to support you. Damn it, damn it... Everything of the Reigardi family is mine, and Katyusha is mine too!"

"Damn it, you and that bitch must die tonight! You must die!"

"..."

William roared like a madman while fighting.

He was not in a hurry to kill Suren, but to torture him to death little by little, so that he could vent the long-suppressed evil anger in his heart.

That's why the two have been fighting for so long.

......

Suddenly, after another confrontation, a figure flew out and crashed into a small hill.

Dust flew up.

In the pile of dirt, Suren, whose clothes were torn, stood up.

This time, he didn't rush up recklessly, but muttered to himself, "The pressure this guy can give is about this much. It's time to end it..."

He didn't care about young master William's 哔哔,

But he also knew it was about time.

After being beaten for so long, he also felt the pressure of a seventh-rank professional.

If he didn't get serious, he would really be seriously injured.

Not bad!

From beginning to end, Suren had been using this young master William as a sparring partner.

Seventh rank is a big threshold, and the best shortcut is to find an opponent who can give him fatal pressure and comprehend the opportunity for advancement from the battle.

But Suren's current strength is very awkward.

He is almost invincible in the sixth rank, but he can't beat the seventh rank.

So it is difficult to find an opponent who can put him in mortal danger.

He didn't expect to encounter a young master William who had just advanced to the seventh rank and hadn't even integrated his colonization.

It was perfect for sparring.

But killing him with puppets wouldn't improve his understanding much.

He was thinking about the fight just now.

Now there is not much meaning in continuing to fight.

At this moment, Suren suddenly pinched his warlock seals.

The young master William on the opposite side seemed to think that he was sure of victory. Although he recognized that this warlock seal was a summoning technique, he didn't care what the summoning technique was summoning.

In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is vain.

Another arrow shot out.

At this moment, Suren's warlock seals also condensed, and he slapped a heptagram array on the ground with one hand: "Summoning Technique - Terror Wax Museum!"

The surrounding scenery changed, and the two of them suddenly appeared in front of a dilapidated building in the wilderness from the rural hillside.

William's displacement speed is very fast, which also means that if Suren wants to kill him, he must restrict space!

......

Looking at the changing scenery around him, William's "Wind Witch" phantom suddenly flourished, and the range of the wind domain under his feet shrank, protecting himself within it.

He could see that he was restricted in a special space.

But after glancing around for a moment, there was no fear on his face, only a cold smile: "Do you think that trapping me will change the ending of your imminent death?"

Suren didn't want to waste any time with him. He raised his hand, and the broken building behind him lit up.

At this moment, just as William's voice fell, he seemed to have seen an unbelievable scene, and the grinning expression on his face instantly froze.

In the thirty-two display windows, there were figures everywhere.

Although there were only a dozen wax figures left, these were all the four-element wax figures left behind before.

The cross in the sky lit up, and Suren summoned a terrifying-looking wax figure to condense beside him.

After the wind element surged, a phantom of a "Wind Witch" actually condensed behind this wax figure.

Looking closely, it was even more solid than the one behind William!

Seeing this scene, William's expression changed drastically, and he knew what was happening with the terrifying surge of wind elements.

Although he didn't know what the situation was with this wax figure, he immediately recognized it when he looked at the face of the wax figure: "Grandpa Hermann!"

Isn't this Hermann Reigardi, the eighth-rank professional "Wind God" who died in battle twenty years ago?

Why would he appear here?

However, the expression of shock had not completely appeared on his face.

Three more wax figures condensed around Suren.

[Wu Shi - Flame Emperor], [Yu Shi - Tearful Witch], [Shan Shi - Uriel's Will]...

Behind the other three wax figures, the great completion phantoms of the Four Servants Mystery also rose!

The four elemental wax figures were raised together, and their auras complemented each other, and they actually controlled the elements of the entire space.

Young master William was shocked to see this scene.

He never expected that his "little brother Fick" would hide such terrifying puppets!

But why did he only use them now?

The collapse of faith is only instantaneous.

Seeing these, William's heart was ashen.

The pride he was proud of,

Strength, rank, talent...

In the end, it's just like someone else's puppet?

The huge gap shattered all of William's pride and turned into more vicious emotions, which struck his heart.

......

The Terror Wax Museum is a necromantic secret technique. Few people have even heard of it, let alone seen it.

Suren was also quite surprised when he first saw it.

In addition to being shocked, William also felt a real threat of death.

He clearly felt that the wind element he could control was instantly suppressed by 70%, and even elementalization was greatly restricted.

The balance of victory seemed to tilt to one side all of a sudden. When William saw this, he didn't understand that the other party had long had the means to kill him.

It's just that he didn't use them.

At the same time, a cold light flashed in William's eyes, and he quietly shattered a rune crystal he was wearing with the wind element, and roared with extreme ferocity: "I want you to die!"

Suren seemed unaware of his little tricks and had no interest in explaining anything to a dying man.

He raised his hand, and a dozen puppets rushed up instantly.

The progress of practicing controlling wax figures with puppetry these days is not bad.

Although he doesn't have the ease of controlling them like the necromancer "Curator" Heidemann, it is completely enough to kill a half-baked seventh rank.

These dozen or so wax figures will not give William any chance of survival!

......

Almost the moment William disappeared on the hillside, "Undead Monk" Rasputin in the village discovered it.

He muttered without surprise: "Yo, he finally used the wax museum. In that case, young master William should ask for help..."

As expected, before he finished speaking, Rasputin saw that the rune crystal beside him had also shattered.

"啧啧, I thought he was going to fight for a while. He just went in and asked for help. This young master William really takes his little life seriously..."

The demonic monk muttered in his mouth, but his movements were not slow at all.

With blood as a guide, he piously recited esoteric spells, and the magic circle under his feet had already lit up with a strange black light.

Just as the last syllable of the spell fell, the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly seemed to drop a lot. He softly shouted, "Curse Technique - Nash Moro's Gaze!"

As Rasputin's technique was completed, a hollow eye suddenly opened in the black light on the magic circle, like the eye of a god.

When the pupil focused, a strange black light burst out from the small house.

In an instant, this beam of black light completely ignored the spatial barrier and appeared in the wax museum.

Seeing the curse black light attacking, young master William seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and his expression was ecstatic.

But Suren's expression was very calm.

He knew very well that the medium of the curse technique was his own blood, and it was impossible to avoid it.

But what was unexpected was that,

When the curse light fell on his body, Suren only felt as if his soul had been bumped, and then...

He was fine, and the one who bumped into him collapsed.

Suren showed an expression that was neither painful nor itchy, obviously as expected.

This is the difference between information asymmetry.

William was still complacent, thinking that he had ambushed someone.

But he didn't know that Military Intelligence had already learned the news a few days ago when he first contacted Rasputin.

Suren turned his head and looked, and the young master William, who was being besieged by more than a dozen puppets not far away, was staring back in a daze. That horrified gaze said everything: Why didn't you die!

Suren didn't waste any more time and manipulated the wax figure to kill him.

......

Almost all curse techniques that instantly cause death essentially involve a collision of life patterns between the caster and the target.

To give an example, it's a bit like an egg hitting an egg.

If they bump into each other, the one that breaks dies.

Curse warlocks will have some secret methods to bless and make their life patterns "harder".

But even so, once they fail to kill the other party, the power of the backlash of the technique will make the caster bear the same or even greater price.

Most likely, they will die on the spot.

And no one can say clearly about the thing of "life pattern". It is not guaranteed that a low-level professional will be a person with great luck.

Therefore, almost all curse warlocks have not ended well.

Just when the [Nash Moro's Gaze] technique was condensed and Rasputin thought he could easily curse and kill the target.

Suddenly, a super-powerful backlash force came like a tide, and Rasputin had already guessed what was going on, and his face was horrified.

But how fast did the backlash force come?

Before he could react in any way, he spat out a mouthful of old blood, and his whole body crashed backward.

The tall body fell heavily on the ground with a "pa" sound, and all his breath was gone. He had already died on the spot.

However, a strange scene followed.

After a few breaths, the "corpse" suddenly opened its eyes. Rasputin, who was resurrected, was shocked: "How is it possible! How can the life pattern of a person who is bound to die be so terrifying!"