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Chapter 961, 956. Evil Begets Evil (Seeking monthly votes in October~)

"What are you babbling about?" the vampire suddenly spoke up. "What? You still think you have a chance to struggle? Your fate is already sealed, so you might as well stay where you are and obediently wait to die."

The magician ignored him, instead revealing a resolute expression, and reached into his robes.

Seeing this, the gray rabbit actually smiled:

"He's finally decided to go all out. What you want, Red Shadow, is right in his arms. Be prepared to snatch it away, and don't let him actually use it."

The vampire sneered:

"Who do you think I am? He wouldn't lay a hand on me."

Gray Rabbit nodded, then looked at the swordsman in the distance:
"It's your turn to take action; it's time to avenge your colleagues."

The man nodded silently and casually placed his hand on the hilt of the knife.

Then, Marx and Engels suddenly sensed...

Death is being unsheathed.

Countless spikes burst forth, flying towards the swordsman's location, while simultaneously unleashing a crude, large-scale mental attack in an attempt to influence his attack.

However, as he did so, the blade was already at Marne's neck.

At this moment, Ma En realized that it wasn't that his attack failed to stop the opponent, nor that the opponent was too fast, but rather that the opponent had already made a move a moment before he could counterattack.

I missed the best time to react.

When he shattered those psychic defenses, he didn't even try to change his tactics to stop his opponent. In fact, when he should have launched his attack earlier, it was too late.

The blade was gently placed against his neck when the attack he had "prematurely" released had just left his body.

Blood splattered.

Ma En tilted his head and retreated backward, while the swordsman, who had been hit by the spikes, telekinesis, and mental attack simultaneously, also showed some discomfort on his face and retreated backward with the force of the attack.

The swordsman suffered almost no damage, while Ma En's neck was nearly severed.

Blood flowed like a spring from the severed neck, but instead of falling to the ground, it intertwined and pulled Marne's head back, then tied it in a simple knot.

Ma En raised his hand and touched his undamaged head, beginning to create a wider and looser defensive layer to ensure he had enough time to react to the opponent's attack.

Even so, he lacked the confidence to "hold on".

This swordsman is undoubtedly at the V-5 level, and due to the strange nature of his martial arts, he is even more difficult to deal with than a regular V-5. Currently, without utilizing his special abilities, I am actually only at the V-4 level.

In this situation, facing this opponent alone, he has little chance of winning.

Not to mention there were five people on the other side.

If he could transform into the sun god, then this might be a fair fight.

The gray rabbit then looked into the darkness in the distance:
"it's your turn."

Snapped.

The warm light instantly dispelled all the surrounding darkness.

Ma En looked at the magician who had followed him, who was holding a bright light bulb in his hand.

Seeing that Marne was looking over, the magician smiled apologetically again:

"I can't find an opportunity. Red Shadow is always watching me, and Gray Rabbit's attention is also on me. It looks like we're really going to die here..."

Marne asked, "If I could distract them..."

The magician shook his head:
"They won't give you a chance. Although they won't dare to stay near us for too long in the short term, we can't hold out for long either, and we can't exhaust the Gray Rabbit's strength."

“As long as she catches her breath, they can retreat safely. We have no chance of winning.”

Maren hadn't expected the magician to appear so desperate in such a short time, but upon reflection, he realized it might be because his current strength was different from what he remembered, which made him quickly abandon the idea of ​​holding on.

"So there's nothing we can do?" Marne asked. "And there's no hope of anything happening."

The magician smiled wryly:

"That's right, we lost."

"You remember what I said before? I've spent almost my entire life fighting against her. I once said that I would never give in, even if I died. Unfortunately, I have to give up."

Marx and Engels already had a vague premonition of what was going on:
"what are you planning to do?"

The magician glanced at the dark figure hiding from the light in the distance, then let out a deep breath:
"run."

The moment those words were spoken, Ma En felt a strong force pushing him, but contrary to his expectations, the magician did not push him towards the attackers.

Instead, it's the exact opposite direction.

Then, a terrifying, pure darkness suddenly surged out of the magician's body, followed by a maniacal laugh that was almost maniacal. Although Marne had never heard her laugh like that before, he immediately recognized the source of the laughter.

Karina, the goddess of darkness.

However, the laughter stopped for a moment, and then the darkness that was originally released towards the attackers changed direction and surged towards Ma En's location.

"Who are you!" As the hysterical shout rang out, Marne, who was prepared, launched his leap.

disappear.

He returned to the ocean of memory bubbles with almost no damage, and all the anti-mind potions he had consumed were used normally.

However, what had just happened left Ma En with even more questions.

First, it seems that he and the magician have fallen into some kind of ambush. It is very likely that the gray rabbit, in order to protect itself, joined forces with the victims who hated them, the vampires who came for some kind of benefit, the warriors who were probably knights-errant, and the followers of the dark goddess to launch some kind of siege against them.

But now it seems that if they didn't hold out until the magician escaped in the real world, then the ultimate beneficiary of this siege would probably be the dark goddess Karina, because she finally caused her chosen magician to fall.

Conversely, it's quite possible that the Goddess of Darkness was behind this.

He had no idea what would happen if the magician became the chosen one of the Goddess of Darkness, nor did he know why he resisted this outcome so much, or why the Goddess of Darkness was so obsessed with him.

But this memory seems to suggest that the magician and he had a very close relationship.

Although the magician himself was facing the danger of death at that time, when accepting the power of the dark god, he deliberately pushed himself away from the battlefield, which broke Maren's expectations.

In his mind, he might be able to travel with someone like the Magician for a short time, but it would be difficult for them to become such close friends. Moreover, he thought that someone like the Magician probably wouldn't consider anyone a friend.

They seem to have a really good relationship.

It just seems so.

Karina's reaction confirmed one of Marn's conjectures.

They had four encounters in their memories, but only twice did the other person react so intensely.

The magician was present both times.

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