The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

Thousands of fragments adhered to both sides of Mercury's sword, emitting a dark purple light, and the bladeless greatsword was finally unsheathed.

"Tsk." Sobalukai clicked his tongue. "Then I'll play along with you."

The fact that it dared to catch this blunt heavy sword with its bare hands does not mean that it would use its body to experience the sharpness of the Demon Blade Thousand Blades.

After dodging Vena's attack, Sobalukai picked up the Night Sky Blade from the ground and swung it backhand to block Vena's second attack.

The wind pressure generated by the clash of the two swords sent the remaining two swords flying far away.

Feeling the battle fluctuations coming from behind him, Bartolou's lips curled up slightly.

The scenario where a comrade-in-arms one moment becomes a mortal enemy the next is truly captivating.

This made it somewhat understand the feelings of those chess players, but it still needed to complete the barrier first.

With each step Bartolo took forward, the ground beneath his feet rose higher with each step, gradually building up a high platform that led directly to the wooden house.

Simply destroying the cabin is meaningless; the key is to completely erase all traces left by Arios in order to cut off their chance of finding themselves.

Bartoló waved his sleeve, and the tightly closed wooden door seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force, opening on its own.

The instant the wooden door opened, a powerful energy suddenly erupted, and seven different colored rainbow rays shot out from inside the door, heading straight for Bartolou.

Bartolo's expression changed slightly, and he immediately deployed seven elemental barriers of different attributes to block the invasion of the seven rainbow lights.

The elemental barrier, which was meant to be a remedy, was completely ineffective, allowing the seven-colored rainbow light to penetrate without hindrance and strike it heavily.

If it weren't for the demon barrier forming the last line of defense, this single attack would have been enough to injure it.

Bartolo's body was blasted away by the enormous impact of the rainbow light, and before he had gone far, he crashed into a barrier with a "bang".

It didn't stop voluntarily; rather, it was a magical prison that Lisette had set up in advance to prevent it from escaping.

In that brief pause, two swords of the Modern Ken descended from the sky, striking Bartolou's body from the left and right.

With a crisp "snap" sound, the demon barrier that had once left countless emblem users helpless was finally shattered.

“Vina actually had the heart to leave you here.”

Bartholomew stared at Lysette, his face ashen, and at the Staff of Tyr's in her hand.

Although the demonic barrier spilled out demonic energy when it shattered, dispelling the two Modern Ken swords and giving it some time to recover.

But it also means that it has lost its biggest trump card.

Bartolour was well aware that while other Emblem users, besides the Hero, could not truly kill him, they were all driven to the point of becoming Demon Blood Souls.

What surprised it most was that it didn't even realize Lisette was there until she launched her attack.

Where did this crooked and evil method come from, turning a perfectly good spellcaster into an assassin!

Lisette did not respond, but instead began chanting the next spell.

In terms of total magic power, she is the highest-ranking among the three, so it is only natural that she guards the last line of defense.

Now that Bartholomew's demonic barrier has been broken, all that remains is a pure contest of magic.

A magic circle appeared beneath Listi's feet, releasing the aura of a seventh-tier emblem user without any concealment.

Four crimson beads radiating intense heat emerged from the void, completely sealing off Bartolou's escape route.

These seemingly insignificant beads each represent a seventh-circle spell—Delayed Burst Fireball.

If it comes down to sheer strength, Risti is indeed no match for Bartolo.

However, a monk who makes thorough preparations and waits for the enemy to tire himself out possesses the ability to overcome the strong with the weak.

Casting a seventh-circle spell does indeed take some time, but what about just activating it?

"Bang!" The four crimson beads exploded at the same moment.

The scorching heat, accompanied by the surging air currents, was like a fire dragon awakening, instantly engulfing Bartolou.

Bartolour realized that if he continued to tie his own hands like this, he might really be defeated by this girl who was not even a fraction of his age, so he immediately canceled the time reversal.

Realizing that the elemental barrier was ineffective, it cast an isolation spell on itself, protecting itself from the fire dragon's attack.

Lisette silently counted in her mind, and just before the isolation spell ended, she released a thin beam of green light.

Bartolo instantly understood Lysette's intention. Before being hit by the green ray, he turned around and used his illusory technique to create a real phantom, causing the target of the "dissociation spell" to deflect.

For any demon, losing the demon barrier is no different from being driven to a dead end.

However, this kind of open-ended magical offense and defense is precisely the area that Bartolomeu is most familiar with and comfortable in.

The essence of magic lies in profound accumulation and refinement.

How could a dignified demon of time possibly lose to a little girl who is less than a fraction of his age?

Chapter 483 Come Back, Felix

While Vena can catch Bartolou off guard by using Mercury's special abilities, she would find it difficult to gain any advantage if her opponent were the Sword Demon.

Even if its magical energy had not returned to its previous level, its well-trained body alone was enough to suppress Vena.

The reason they can go back and forth like this is entirely because Sobalukhe needs to spare some of his attention to contend with another consciousness in his mind.

"boom!!!"

The fire dragon rising behind him drew another sliver of Sobalukai's attention.

It tilted its head, trying to find the answer in its memory, and involuntarily uttered a name: "Lisette?"

"And you still say you're not Felix!" Vena swung his greatsword down.

Regardless of whether the other party shows mercy or not, he has no right to hold back against the Sword Demon.

Thanks to Lisette's sneak attack, Bartolou was forced to undo the time reversal, allowing a continuous flow of magic energy to refill Vina's body.

Sobalukai, who had made adjustments in the future, suffered a hidden loss for no reason.

"Go away!"

Although he was a moment too late, Sobalukai unleashed an aura no less powerful than that of Vina, forcing him back.

The sudden return of Vina to its original state made it realize that it might have been tricked by Bartolou.

Time reversal is not a spell that needs to be maintained indefinitely; it is only because of the time resistance on Venerer's body that it is forced to extend its duration again and again.

The claim that the spell would be lifted and turn Sobaluk back into Felix was nothing but a lie Bartolomeu used to deceive people.

Even now, it still doesn't understand how the mighty Sword Demon became Venus's lackey.

“I didn’t teach you to be so rude, Felix.”

Wiener adjusted his breathing, his Mercury in his hand already at its maximum power.

He was also aware that Bartholomew's removal of the spell alone would not be enough to restore Felix.

But he must defeat his opponent first before he can find a way to turn him back into Felix.

“If you don’t admit you’re Felix, I’ll beat you until you do,” Viner threatened.

“You’re crazy,” Sobalukai said, looking at Vina with a displeased expression. “Since Bartolou lied to me first, I have no obligation to abide by any so-called agreement.”

"After I take care of you, I'll go kill it."

It must make Bartolou pay the price for his deception.

“It’s a deal!” Viner immediately agreed. “If you win, remember to chop that old bastard down.”

He was worried about what would happen if he lost, but Sobalukhe's words put Vina at ease.

Sword Demon: "..."

"I'll fucking kill you first!"

Enraged, Sobalukai unleashed his full power, his sword strike containing immense force.

"Well done!"

Viner was equally unyielding, taking a step back with his right foot to swing his greatsword with maximum force.

If Felix were here, he would recognize the sword as the counter-attack sword technique he had demonstrated during his last sparring match with Venus.

"boom!!!"

The moment the two swords clashed, a deafening roar echoed through the sky, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Neither of them would back down. Despite being sword masters of unparalleled skill, they chose to compete in the purest form of strength.

Just as things were about to reach a stalemate, a powerful surge of energy erupted from Mercury, whose entire body was now crimson.

Even though Sobalukai was determined to resist, the blade of the Night Sky Blade showed signs of shattering before it could.

A resolute glint flashed in Viner's eyes. He knew there would be no better chance to severely injure his opponent, so he directly launched Illusion Collapse on the Mercury in his hand.

"Bang!!!"

Under the impact of this powerful force, the Blade of the Night Sky finally succumbed and shattered instantly, the enormous impact sending both of them flying.

Sobaluke, who directly bore the brunt of the illusion's destructive force, naturally suffered even greater injuries. His body rolled uncontrollably several times before finally coming to a stop on the ground.

However, Vena wasn't much better off. Although he was less impacted, his body was no more robust than the demon's. The shock nearly displaced his internal organs, and he only recovered after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

However, the battle was not over. The two men, who had lost their weapons, both turned their attention to the longsword that had been knocked away earlier.

Sobalukai quickly picked up the Dark Dragon Soaring.

But Venerer picked up another sword.

The sword was as thin as a cicada's wing, shimmering with a subtle luster; it was beautiful yet fragile, as if it might break at any moment.

More than a weapon of slaughter, it is a supreme work of art.

Even if you swing it incorrectly, it will immediately crack and break.

Yet this seemingly harmless sword once drove the Sword Demon to the brink of despair.

Compared to Sobalukai, who immediately launched an attack after drawing his sword, Vina clearly hesitated.

The thought that the longsword in his hand was Felix's true form made him hesitant to use it as roughly as he had with Mercury.

"It's alright, just stab it like that." A clear and crisp voice rang in Vina's mind.

The moment her gaze turned to the longsword, the clear voice immediately became anxious, "What time is it for you to be spacing out! Venus!"

Viner was jolted awake, his body reacting before his mind could process, thrusting his sword forward as if the action were all too familiar to him.

Both abandoned all defense, their longswords pointing at each other's chests, clearly in a desperate stance.

But at this crucial moment, Sobalukai's longsword emitted a buzzing sound.

The sound had no effect on Viner, but it caused Sobalukai immense pain, causing the tip of his sword to deviate slightly.

Just then, a sword-shaped emblem suddenly appeared on Vener's forehead.

Although he was unfamiliar with it, it helped him unleash a burst of sword energy, extending the sword in his hand and allowing it to pierce Sobalukai's chest first.

One person was stabbed in the shoulder, and the other in the chest.

If both sides were human, this sword strike would determine both victory and defeat, and life and death.

But Zobaluke is a demon, a sword demon.

The sword's edge, which should have pierced the heart, seemed to have been swallowed up by some force, and not even half an inch of it was exposed.

On the contrary, in order to stab him, Viña had already delivered himself into Sobalukhe's arms without any defense.

Sobaluk's expression kept changing, sometimes gratified, sometimes resentful, sometimes innocent and romantic, and sometimes fierce and menacing.

All the resentment and regret turned into a headbutt, sending Vina flying.

As Vina fell, Sobalukhe's body was finally enveloped in a dazzling white light.

The light flickered and contracted repeatedly, eventually transforming into the form most familiar to Venus.

The shock from before still echoed in Wiener's mind, as if the world before him was spinning.

Only after seeing that Felix was safe and sound did he breathe a sigh of relief and laboriously reach out to him: "Felix, help me up."

In response, the other person looked completely bewildered: "Felix...who is that?"

Wiener's heart sank, and his expression froze instantly.