The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

Vina pressed her sword relentlessly, giving Bartolomeo no chance to catch his breath.

He wasn't sure how much the flow of time differed between his side and the square, so he could only have Felix use the crude method of blasting open the city wall to send a message.

Facing the powerful demon, he dared not hold back in the slightest. He instantly activated the skills of One-Slash Asura and Ghost Entanglement. His body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of tangible demonic essence, and every strike was full of threat.

This relentless attack left Bartholomew no time to unleash his signature time magic, forcing him to rely on the demon barrier to defend himself.

However, while the barrier could protect it from harm, it could not mitigate the impact. In its demonic state, Venus's blows were more than a thousand pounds.

"boom!"

Bartolo was sent flying by a long-awaited sword strike, and the distance between him and the ancient tree grew farther and farther.

This was a deliberate move by Wiener to shift the battle area in order to protect the cabin from the effects of the fighting.

However, this well-prepared sword strike also gave Bartolou a chance to catch his breath.

As Vena drew her sword closer once more, Bartolou's arms glowed with magical runes. He clapped his hands together, and a spherical light screen appeared out of thin air, enveloping the two of them tightly.

As this strange power pierced through the two, Venus's One-Sword Asura was also dispelled.

It wasn't interrupted midway, but rather returned to its state before it even started.

The rules of time reversed in Viner, causing his body to shrink to the size of an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

The change in his size caused his attacks to lose their former precision; the sword that was originally aimed at Bartolou's brow missed by a hair's breadth.

Even if it hits, it's meaningless; without the enhancement of magic essence, swordsmanship cannot break through the demon's defenses.

"Time goes backwards?"

Wiener quickly distanced himself, taking the opportunity to sense the changes in his body.

His memory and consciousness were still relatively clear, and the Gangdoraf emblem was working properly. However, the massive magical energy that had surged to the level of a seventh-tier emblem user under the blessing of the One-Sword Asura had vanished without a trace.

“You look better this way,” Bartolomeo said with a smile as he approached Vina. “Now, what can you do to stop me?”

Its appearance has also changed drastically, from looking like an old man in his sixties to looking like a middle-aged man.

Although both are time-based spells, their focuses are completely different from those of Tilisa.

While Tilisa can at most manipulate the time of an individual, it can go even further and control an entire area.

Bartolour sighed inwardly, realizing he had fallen to such a state. "We can only go back five years," he thought.

It didn't want to kill Vener so simply; rather, it had a wicked desire to regress Vener to infancy, allowing him to be reincarnated once again in the newly reborn village of Lumiel.

However, it seems that there is some kind of anchor point on Wiener, fixing time in its present state.

Bartolour could only conclude that this was the result of Arios's actions.

“Of course it is this.” Vina’s voice had a touch of childishness, but she was not frightened by the situation before her.

Originally a one-handed swordsman, Mimikirimaru can now wield a two-handed sword after his body shrank.

He noticed that the magical markings on Bartholomew's arms had not disappeared, indicating that the spell needed to be maintained in order to take effect.

His previous encounters convinced him that his opponent had no skill in close combat.

If we can't cast high-level spells at the same time, we still have a chance to stall.

"Is that so?" Bartolomeo smiled knowingly. "I mean it when I said I didn't want to kill you. After all, I've watched you grow up since you were little, so I'll have some feelings for you."

No matter how long they pretend, no matter how kind they appear, the demons will never regard humans as their own.

The way it looked at Vina was as if it were looking at a naughty pet.

"You were very sensible when you were little, much cuter than those naughty fools. How come you've become so disobedient now that you're older?"

Bartolour raised his palm, and a fireball shot out from his palm, controlled to the power of a lesson, and launched it towards Viner.

"drink!"

With a swift stroke, Viner cleaved the fireball in two.

"Brilliant!" Bartoluo clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Those pieces of scrap metal that Sagozi forged are nowhere near as good as yours."

It could certainly see how Wiener swung that sword.

Although her swordsmanship was unaffected, the lack of magic energy was a fatal flaw, and Viner had no choice but to squeeze every last drop out of her weapon to maintain her offensive.

That single sword strike was enough to make Mimikiri Maru let out a mournful cry.

Bartolo took a deep breath, and his chest immediately filled with a massive amount of magical energy.

With the blessing of this magical energy, even a light breath can transform into a violent hurricane, sweeping towards Vina.

Facing the storm that was about to lift her up, Venus swiftly drew a heavy sword from her ring and slammed it to the ground with a "crack".

Mercury's heavy weight instantly helped Venus regain her balance.

Upon seeing this, Bartolomeo had an idea. The hurricane, which had been moving straight ahead, seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, turning into wind shackles that bound Vina.

This pure magical pressure completely rendered Vena unable to move.

"You should calm down here first."

Bartolo walked slowly toward the ancient tree.

Once Arios's traces are erased, it can solidify the mental image barrier, at which point Vena will remain in this form forever, serving as its plaything.

As for the villagers who left, they probably won't go too far. As long as the village chief can coax them back to the village, the plan will still not be affected.

As the two passed each other, the silent Venus moved.

He gripped Mercury's sword hilt with all his might, and the raging wind that had been binding him was instantly dispelled.

Viner wouldn't miss the opportunity to get close by feigning weakness. He swung his massive sword, which was several times larger than himself, and unleashed a sweeping horizontal slash with overwhelming force.

Bartolou, who had not sensed any magic energy, did not take the slash seriously. Confidently, it reached out, preparing to dismantle Vina's resistance by using its bare hands to catch the blade.

The moment his palm made contact with the blade of the giant sword, an unprecedented force erupted instantly.

Bartolo couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, his body flying backward as if struck by a heavy blow.

Pure brute force cannot break through the demon's defenses.

However, his careless lapse in composure still made Bartolou's face turn extremely ugly.

Seeing this, Wiener retorted sarcastically, "What, didn't you look down on the weapons made by Sargozi?"

Chapter 480 Let's see who speaks up for you when you're still a minor!

Bartholomew's time magic is arguably the most troublesome ability among the demons.

With just one reversal of time, all the cultivation achievements of the enemy can be destroyed.

If one cannot withstand it, the powerful demonic energy accumulated through years of arduous cultivation and the body forged through countless trials will all vanish into nothingness under this single move.

Even thoughts and memories will revert to a corresponding level.

Achieving this effect comes at a heavy price; the time spent adjusting the settings will be multiplied and reflected back to the user.

Only a demon's long lifespan can withstand such extravagance.

Wiener's long experience of being immersed in the turbulent flow of time gave him a certain patience for time, which enabled him to maintain his rationality.

Use the weapon in hand as an external magic reserve, and use the monstrous strength provided by the Ghost Binding to replenish the loss of physical strength.

It's not time to give up this battle yet.

“It seems that many things happened to you after you left Lumiel Village that I don’t know about,” Bartolou said slowly.

In his words, he did not relax his pressure on Wiener.

While maintaining the effect of time reversal, it cannot cast other high-level spells.

But even the most basic fireballs and ice arrows are incredibly powerful when wielded by Bartolou.

A huge fireball suddenly burst from its palm and flew toward Vina with a whoosh.

Before the fireball could hit, several more ice arrows shot through the air.

Viner responded with the greatsword in his hand, meeting the incoming fireball with an almost unbelievable trajectory.

The fireball grazed past the greatsword, but was pulled by the wind pressure generated by the swing of the sword, turning it to collide with the incoming ice arrow.

The ice arrow pierced through the flames, its power and speed greatly reduced, and it was skillfully dodged by Viner.

This carefree attitude thoroughly enraged Bartolomeu, who instantly conjured a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm and roared as it charged forward.

Viner, however, was already on guard and immediately placed his sword in front of him.

After shrinking in size, Mercury was even large enough to envelop most of Venus's body, easily intercepting the electric shock.

The electric lightning that was moving along the sword was dispersed by the greatsword itself before it could reach Venus, failing to exert its intended paralyzing effect.

Who says Mercury has no merits? He has plenty!

While both are indestructible, the Jue Dao Pao is simply more durable than ordinary swords.

Mercury, as solid as a mountain, brings an unparalleled sense of security.

Seeing the durability of the material, which was several times that of the Juedao planer, he finally experienced the happiness that came with piling up materials.

At least I can hold out until Felix arrives, Wiener thought.

As the oldest demon, Bartolou's fighting style lives up to its ancient name.

Although it possesses the skill of multiple spellcasting, its combat style is the stationary turret style that humans have long since optimized.

With its magical prowess and magical foundation, coupled with its ridiculously powerful demonic barrier, it is naturally invincible against ordinary spellcasters.

However, if you encounter a warrior wielding a divine weapon, the key to victory becomes whether the opponent has resistance to time magic.

If the time magic works, then turn the wheel of time and prey on the old and young.

If that doesn't work, you can simply use Time Acceleration on yourself to quickly escape the battlefield, and no one can stop you from going.

Such a fighting style naturally cannot accumulate decent combat experience.

Although Bartholomew had a constant stream of spells at his disposal, these were mostly low-level spells, which put very little pressure on Viner.

Although these low-level spells are nothing to it, maintaining the time reversal is a real drain on magic power.

Vina struggled to withstand Bartolou's magic, as if she would give up at any moment.

But this was just a disguise.

After losing the blessing of One-Sword Shura, Vena can only break through the demon barrier on Bartolomeo's body by relying on Bartolomeo's own power.

As he assessed the power accumulating on Mercury, he felt contempt for Bartolou's tactical abilities.

Despite possessing immense strength, his tactical skills are far inferior to those of the senior students at the Magic Academy.

No wonder he was defeated by Arios six times in a row.

If it were Lisette playing this match, she would use time reversal to regain the initiative, then use low-level spells to create distance, and then release a high-level spell powerful enough to defeat the enemy at the moment when time reversal is canceled.

Instead of continuing to try fear spells even after seven or eight bewitching spells have already failed.

If it weren't for the fact that demons aren't restricted by spell slots like humans, this action alone would have been enough to make Viner laugh.

After all the low-level control spells failed, Bartolou finally realized something was wrong.

It wasn't so confused as to whether the effect of resisting its own magic came from the strange greatsword or from Vener itself.

However, according to traditional magical concepts, resisting mental magic with equipment and personal will will eventually reach a threshold.

Why is this guy, who seemed to be struggling against fireballs and ice arrows, so adept at resisting mental spells?

Realizing he might have been tricked, Bartolomeu stopped his probing spells and began to slowly retreat, scrutinizing Vina once more.

Knowing that the other party had become suspicious, Vena held up Mercury's hands, which were already slightly red, in front of her.

The power stored within the sword, though not yet at its limit, was still enough for a single strike.

However, at that moment, a sharp sword aura tore through the night sky and arrived.

"I'm here to help you!"

Felix's voice arrived a minute later than his sword aura.