"——I'll do it."

Unexpectedly... it was Yasen, the weakest fighter among the three, who stood up without hesitation.

He strode forward and looked closely at the Count of Orleans.

The golden glow gradually ignited in the pupils - that was the resonance from the principle of balance.

Aiwass looked at Yassen with interest.

He didn't know what Yasen thought about and what kind of determination he made before he dared to fight head-on with a fifth-level Moon Child in the opponent's home court. You must know that Yasen is not good at fighting... He is just good at it.

Just run away.

The Count of Orleans also obviously knew the details of Yassen.

"Unexpectedly..."

Therefore, he did not feel the pressure at all, he just stood there and sneered: "You dare to challenge me, Yassen?"

The count still held his cane in one hand and stood motionless.

Judging from this title, he obviously knew Yassen.

This is not surprising, after all, Yassen was once a monster thief famous for stealing from rich people... and in Iris, at least half of the rich people are children of the moon, and the remaining half are probably related to the children of the moon.

close.

Whether it is witches, witches, or the magic potions they prepare, wealthy merchants are willing to spend a lot of money to buy them; and the large number of blood slaves that the Son of the Moon needs must rely on the channels of these merchants to find them.

You can't find any good prey just by hunting at night - for the children of the moon, the best food is extraordinary people who have devoted themselves to the path, or mortals who have the adaptability to devote themselves to the path. And it's best to be good-looking.

, young.

——And Yasen happens to have the level of dedication to the path.

"Have you forgotten..."

Before the earl finished speaking, his whole person disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The next moment, he teleported to Yasen.

He raised his cane and slapped Yasen hard on the face!

--when!

It was a crisp sound like wooden sticks hitting each other.

Yassen didn't have time to draw his sword, so he could only reluctantly hold the hilt of the dagger behind his back and raise his left arm to defend himself with the scabbard.

The scabbard was hit by the cane until it almost fell off, revealing a shining cold light.

The count held the cane with one hand and pressed it down with an expressionless expression: "Have you ever had my blood sucked?"

In an instant, Yasen suddenly let go of his left hand.

The next blow struck instantly, knocking the dagger straight away.

And the palm of Yassen's open left hand suddenly burst into a ball of bright light like daylight, causing the earl to narrow his eyes immediately. And his cloak rolled up into nothingness.

At this moment, the dagger Sarastro was finally unsheathed——

The roaring hallucinations hit me like a tsunami.

Everyone was in a daze for a moment, and the surroundings were no longer the corridors filled with corpses and stone statues, but turned into a dark blue palace. Looking around, they could only see the cave-like palace under the night sky.

Everything around them has not disappeared - whether it is the walls or the corpses, or other people. No one can see each other, and the sounds of their fighting or the bloody smell around them have also disappeared.

If you don't remember the layout of the surrounding buildings, you may suddenly hit the air.

However, Yasen is extremely skilled in walking through the illusion of nothingness.

Not because he has control over this illusion, but because he is indeed familiar with the architectural layout here.

Relying on his own instinct, the Earl suddenly pulled his cane out of thin air in a certain direction!

Woo——

When he waved his cane, it made a sharp sound.

The surrounding dark blue air became blurry for a moment - the illusion was almost torn to pieces by his attack.

However, this attack failed.

At this time, low roars suddenly came from all directions, accompanied by powerful music:

"The hellish flames of revenge burn in my heart!

"The fire of death and despair consumes me—"

That was a high note that Yassen couldn't sing at all.

His deep voice sounded like a roar as he sang with all his strength.

And the pitch-black flame roared out of thin air, and the cold flame burned all over the land.

Although they did not see the battle between Yassen and the Earl, the singing that sounded out of thin air made Aiwass and Sherlock change their expressions.

——It’s so unpleasant to hear!

It was neither a tenor nor a soprano, but a broken voice like a eunuch.

It was like some kind of background music that filled the entire night sky illusion, rendering the surroundings like hell for a moment.

"If you can't, let Sarastro die,

"Then you will never be my daughter again!"

This is the most offensive spell in the opera "Lulu's Magic Flute" - the Queen of the Night's aria.

If the "Piper" wants to advance to the sixth level of "Queen of the Night", he must understand and master this spell.

In this song, the Queen of the Night orders her daughter to complete the mission of revenge for herself. She is a sacred and noble "Queen of the Night", with an irritable and manic personality. She has a strong desire to control, but at the same time she has

Strong maternal love. When her daughter is in danger, she wants to save her; she will also comfort her child with warmth...

But when she realized that her daughter no longer loved her and was about to betray her, she instead used radical methods to push her further away.

The Queen of Night had long understood that her daughter was about to betray her fate, but she did not choose to reverse it. She chose to face her fate in the midst of rage, irritability, and pain - that is exactly the principle of betrayal and revenge, and it belongs to the divine power of Ying Tiansi's domain!

——The so-called "Queen of the Night" here alludes to Ying Tiansi. The secret of Ying Tiansi is described in metaphors.

What is aroused from it is not only the fire of love, but also the fire of revenge.

Along with the determination of hatred and revenge, the power of the fire will also increase.

bite!

Suddenly, a dagger burning with black flames and a body as black as night pierced out from the void!

At the same time, Yasen emerged from the void and pierced the illusion!

However, Yasen did not have the ability to adapt to the road after all.

He did not have the rank of an assassin. Even if the Count of Orleans could not detect his position, his sneak attack still failed.

The Count of Orleans reacted instantly - he clenched his cane into a fist with his right hand and punched Yassen in the face. Relying on the reaction force, he instantly took two steps back and raised his cane to press Yassen's chest; at the same time,

Behead with a wave of a stick!

bite!

Yassen raised the short sword Sarastro, which turned into a black flame dagger, and blocked the cane.

He raised his head, black flames burning in his pupils.

At this time, the dark flames were already spreading upward along the cane.

The corners of Yasen's mouth rose slightly for a moment, and at the same time he kept repeating: "You will never be my daughter again.

"Then you will never be my daughter again—"

Every time he sang a sentence, the flames on the dagger in his hand became stronger, and the flames on the ground became higher.

The flame finally burned the Count of Orleans.

His trousers, his right hand holding the cane, and his wrist were burned by the flames raised by the dagger.

But he didn't feel the burning heat, but an unusual coldness——

...Is this...the Fire of the Night Queen of the Vendome family?

The Count of Orleans frowned, and an irrepressible weariness and exhaustion came over his heart.

Flame combustion requires fuel. In the process, a large amount of heat will be released.

The Fire of the Night Queen is different - it directly extracts the "heat of people's hearts" and turns it into the fire of revenge.

Check out the correct version one by one!

What is burned by this fire will not turn into ashes, but will freeze into ice.

Where the flames burned, a thin layer of black frost had condensed on his trouser legs and hands. It looked as dark as obsidian.

His strength is constantly being sucked away by the flames... If he continues to fight, he may become weaker and weaker.
To be continued...