"Quick, get the guests out of the dance floor!"
Consul Murdoch, who was watching nervously from behind, had already organized the waiters who were originally serving the banquet to drive the guests who were still dancing off the dance floor to create enough space for the battle to avoid accidental injuries.
"Ladies and gentlemen! We have prepared a better stage next door. You can dance to your heart's content! "
"Huff … Huff … A better … stage? Take me there, I … I can't wait! "Once they found the right way, it was not difficult to guide these people who had lost much of their rationality.
In fact, at this time, the ladies and gentlemen had sped up again. It was more like tap dancing than ballroom dancing! Many people had fallen to the ground, unable to bear the burden, and their bodies were still writhing on the ground.
"Huff … Huff … Huff …" Even those who were still standing and dancing had lost the slightest sense of beauty. They were no different from athletes who had run the second half of a marathon.
However, as they were exhausted, their resistance was much weaker. Under the guidance of dozens of waiters who had mustered up their courage, they danced into the side hall.
The guests who were still in the banquet hall who had not been affected also followed closely behind. Now that the main characters had appeared, the banquet hall was the most dangerous place.
Daphne looked back several times and saw Elvin in the battle, but she was pulled away by a few friends. They could not help at all. They could only pray to the Goddess that Elvin would be safe.
At the same time, the "Poisonous Bluebell Flower" that was holding back the City Guard was also being held back by the City Guard and Dilis, who was supporting them. It could not interfere with the battle here.
With no one interfering, the battle immediately became white-hot.
While the evil spirit was restrained, Crail's attack followed closely behind, because he had learned from Elvin's mistake. He did not choose to approach, but instead threw out two bottles of holy water.
When used against specific enemies, holy water could be said to be cheap, economical, and practical!
Bang!
Bang!
The glass bottle exploded on the immobile evil spirit. The golden mist was no less than a sulfuric acid bath to her, and was much more effective than Elvin's full strength sword.
"Ah! Sizzle … "
Amidst the ear-piercing screech that sounded like fingernails scratching a blackboard, the skin, hair, and even clothes of the beautiful Dark Spirit began to melt, leaving only disgusting, sticky, and charred black spots.
But she wasn't dead yet!
The skin on his face had completely disappeared. What was revealed was not muscles and bones, but a pale mask without a face.
Even without eyes, Elvin felt as if there was a cold and malicious gaze staring at him fiercely, as if it wanted to pull out his tendons and skin him alive!
Elvin's response to the gaze was …
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two double-barreled guns in his hands fired one after another, and he did not hesitate to send four lead bullets soaked in holy water into its body.
After being bound by the lightning and corroded by the holy water, the defense of the evil spirit was significantly reduced. The four bullets easily created four cup-sized holes in its chest.
It wasn't over yet.
Anthony, the tycoon, had more than one "good thing" in his hands. Following closely behind Elvin's four lead bullets, he threw out a red ball.
"Elvin, get out of the way!"
Hearing this, Elvin, who had been tricked more than once in battle, immediately retreated.
Bang!
The red ball exploded with a loud bang, scattering a "sticky" dark-red flame that wrapped tightly around the Evil Spirit like maggots in a tarsal bone.
Whoosh!
As if it had been hit by a gasoline bomb, a monstrous heat wave rose into the air, and the huge flames almost licked the high ceiling of the banquet hall.
Under the successive attacks, the evil spirit was also forced into a corner!
However, as the "dependent" of the evil spirit of the God of Opera, how could its power be limited to this?
Burning in the flames, it raised its head high. Out of survival instinct, it did not care about the damage to its Transcendent essence and detonated the evil energy in its body. The infinite power turned into a deadly sound wave that burst out.
"Ah!!!"
A black ripple that was almost visible to the naked eye spread out from its mouth, wrapped in majestic energy, and quickly spread out. It exploded the lightning shackles and blasted Elvin and the other two, who were besieging it, away. At the same time, it also completely dispersed the sticky flames on its body.
[Divine Spell — Death's Lament!]
However, the evil spirit had obviously paid a terrible price for it.
At the very least, in Elvin's spiritual vision, it could be seen with the naked eye that its aura had weakened significantly.
However, it was indeed the strongest evil spirit. Even if it could not use a "memetic" attack on Elvin and the other two, it could easily inflict serious damage on them.
If it had not been for the successful release of the Lightning Shackles at the beginning, the three of them might have been dead by now.
Thud … Thud … Thud …
The Evil Spirit struggled to move her feet, and with every step she took, black ashes fell from her body. The originally charming beauty had now completely turned into charcoal.
The three of them got up from the ground with difficulty and endured the nausea from the sound wave attack. They surrounded it again, and pointed their cold longswords at the evil spirit in the middle.
Although they were dizzy from the sound wave attack just now, and the weakest, Crail, could not even stand steadily, the three of them were worthy of their status as naval elites. They immediately suppressed the strong discomfort and organized a counterattack.
They looked at each other and shouted in a low voice.
"Sword Form — Floating Boat!"
"Enchanted Weapon — Flame Longsword!"
"Slash!"
Elvin used the esoteric skill of the "White Sail Swordsmanship," Anthony used his alchemy ring to turn the longsword in his hand into a flame blade, and although Crail's swordsmanship was not at the level of Master, he also used all his strength and used the Advanced Military Swordsmanship — Jumping Slash!
"Bang … Bang … Bang …"
The sound of a blunt axe chopping a tree lasted for a full half a minute.
The evil spirit was at the end of its tether. Although its defense was still far superior, it could not create a new miracle. Other than punching Crail's shoulder, there was no other result.
Bang!
The charred evil spirit fell to the ground. First, its black body shattered inch by inch, and the pale mask fell to the ground. Then, all the residue quickly evaporated like water vapor and completely disappeared into the air.
Whoosh!
"Shocking! Three strong men do such a thing to a young girl in the middle of the night … "
"If there's a reporter from the Shock Department here, this will be the headline tomorrow, right?"
Elvin breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the evil spirit that had completely disappeared, he complained in his heart that he had ruthlessly destroyed a flower.
"Phew … Phew … It's finally over." Crail leaned on his longsword and breathed heavily with his tongue hanging out. Although the time spent fighting with real swords and spears was not long, fighting with such a strange creature was always in a state of high tension.
Suddenly, he relaxed, as if his whole body was exhausted.
Moreover, his internal organs and cochlea were all damaged to varying degrees by the evil spirit's "Banshee's Howl" attack. Even with the physique of an official Knight, it was impossible for him to recover without a good rest.
Elvin and Anthony, who were stronger and better equipped, were obviously in a much better state than Crail. Seeing Crail squatting on the ground, Elvin reminded him, "Don't relax, there's still one more!"
On the side of the battlefield between the "Poisonous Blue Bell Flower" and the City Guard, the sound of weapons clashing and shouting continued, obviously the battle was not over yet.
Hearing that there was still one more "Man Killer Fiend" to fight, Crail shrank his head, dug his ears and shouted, "What? What did you say? There's something wrong with my ears, I can't hear you! "
Ignoring Crail who was already pretending to be deaf and rolling on the ground trying to escape.
Elvin had already raised his longsword and was ready to charge again. Ignoring his two companions' injuries, he said, "You two, bear with it for a bit, it might hurt a bit after this is over."
"What?"
Without waiting for them to react, a blue-white light flashed in Elvin's eyes, he slowly uttered a syllable:
Sa — —
【Witchcraft – Uplift】
A bright red ripple that was hard to see with the naked eye appeared from Elvin's body and quickly spread to Anthony and Crail's body.
In the next moment, new strength and courage flowed out from their bodies.
Ahhhhh — —
The three of them who seemed to have endless energy to vent, from their bodies to their minds, didn't want to retreat at all. They quickly blocked off the "Poisonous Blue Bell Flower" who was trying to escape.
"Hey, beautiful! Don't be in such a hurry to leave! "
Before the fight even started, Anthony had already thrown out a pack of "Dust of Appearance".
"Hehe, if you're that good, try to escape with illusion again like that day!"
"Ugh …"
The longsword swung down!
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