The villain's way to tame the protagonist

She murmured with a trembling voice: "I saw that possibility...that is my possibility!"

"In other words, do you want to continue?" Ansher tilted his head slightly.

"Of course... of course! My dear Ansel, of course I will continue."

Effisandre pinched Anther's chin and lowered her face, their noses almost touching, and she breathed sweet and fiery breath towards Anther.

"I will remember everything you have done for me. No matter what you need, when I become the only great one...including myself, I can give it all to you."

"so now!"

The woman's eyes and expression instantly became violent and ferocious again: "Give me... give me that power, that possibility! I won't allow you to disconnect like you did just now!"

"alright, I got it."

Effisand, who was already so confused and crazy, did not think about why Ansher had the courage to come to Anticheg alone, and why he could still be so calm at this moment.

Perhaps she had already decided in her mind that something had happened to Flamel, and Anser came to her just to save him.

But the more likely possibility is that Efesand simply does not think that Ansir has any means to fight against him.

The only ones who can fight against the Old Gods are the Old Gods. Without Flamel, what helpers can Anser find?

In her eyes, Ansel probably knew that he was powerless to change the situation, so he chose to give up on himself.

"Please... look carefully."

His sermon began again, and those ocean-blue eyes seemed to be filled with a magical power that could attract everything. Effisandr quickly became addicted to it, and his own eyes began to be stained by darkness. The flame of feasting also began to instinctively fight against the abyss.

"Ah... I saw it. Domination, control... everything..."

Efesand murmured in a daze: "Overturn the sky, turn the earth upside down, gather the ocean..."

Although she seemed to be completely possessed by a demon, the terrifying aura that was rising continuously was by no means false.

She seemed to... really have found some possibility!

"Disintegrate... reshape... rebuild... the world..."

The pressure was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that even the extraordinary people could not resist it. The pressure that could crush them to death accumulated in Antichieg. At this time, no one should be able to harm the emperor who seemed to have grasped some possibility.

But Ansher knew that Effisande would never succeed.

Because if fate wants to destroy the empire, the most important thing is to cut off the inheritance of the divine species.

Hydra's side has almost been completely cut off, so how could "He" possibly sit idly by and watch the birth of a seventh-level monster on the side of the Flame Royal Family?

"Right...there...No...No! No! Not--"

Effisand's intoxicated murmur suddenly changed, becoming furious and terrified. No one knew what her "possibility" had become, and at this moment, two other changes suddenly occurred!

First, Ansher suddenly took out a ball of light from the endless darkness around him and stuffed it directly at Effisand; at the same time, the entire space within Anticheg... suddenly twisted violently without any warning!

The twisted and shattered, unstable independent space that seemed to be cut off, bombarded Effisand directly like a cannonball!

"what--!!!"

This shrill scream did not resound over the sky above the imperial capital, because the roar produced by the blow drowned out all other sounds, because the entire imperial capital, everyone who was paying attention to Anticheg saw that this palace that had stood for a thousand years or even longer...

It was razed to the ground from the highest point of the imperial capital!

"I've had enough of you bitch."

A bright red, fiery figure appeared along with these extremely rude words.

Ivora, wearing a flame-colored dress, stepped on the rubble of the ruins with a look of extreme disgust: "Your damn horny expression is really... disgusting."

"I…vo…la!"

Hysterical roars echoed over the imperial capital:

"You damned rebellious creature... do you think I dare not kill you?!"

Ivola raised her hand toward the sky, and a distorted space with a diameter of hundreds of meters was instantly formed above the ruins of Antichego. She didn't care about the threatening words at all, and waved her hand directly to bring pure destruction to the highest point of the imperial capital that symbolized the glory of Feast of Flames!

Boom boom boom boom——!

Starting from the highest point, the horrifyingly twisted unstable space crushed everything within a hundred meters in diameter from top to bottom. Amidst the dizzying roar, the entire imperial capital began to tremble!

"Idiot, when you, a cowardly piece of trash, want to use Anser to become that illusory seventh level."

Ivora said word by word: "We are already... at war to the death, old bastard!"

"Do you think I will let you occupy the power that should belong to me and live forever?"

The entire tall building where Anticheg was located had been completely destroyed by Ivora, but the source flame was still floating in the air like the sun, as if it didn't care about it at all.

"...Hey, Anser." Ivora turned his head and looked at Anser, his eyes becoming more violent. "This is different from what you said. Where is the certainty that you can definitely defeat this old man?"

"Isn't she already much weaker?" Anser shrugged.

"That's not enough!"

Ivora yelled: "You think this kind of weakening is--"

puff--

The eldest princess, who had been so arrogant just now, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, because her whole body seemed to be crushed under a pressure machine, and was almost crushed on the spot by some invisible force...!

Fortunately, Ivora opened an independent space barrier around herself in the first place to isolate this invisible terrifying force, but the independent space around her that served as a barrier also began to distort rapidly. This force could crush the space almost instantly!

"Anser!!!"

Amid Ivora's roar, Anther, holding Gleipnir in his hand, fired a shot directly into the bottomless depths.

Ivora, who recovered quickly and resisted the force at the same time, continued to roar: "You tell me that your confidence is just this toy?! Do you want to kill both of us here!"

"Don't be impatient...wait a little longer."

Anser murmured softly, "It should take effect soon."

"Wait any longer? If you wait any longer I will have to... huh?"

Ivora could clearly feel that the power exerted on him was rapidly declining. What was going on?

"This strength..." Anser frowned slightly, "Between level five and level six? It's still hard to handle."

"……how did you do it?"

Ivora tried his best to open the space barrier and barely held on for a while and said in disbelief: "You really made her weaker?!"

Anser smiled and replied, "A secret."

The answer is actually very simple. The thing he stuffed into Effisand was the thing that Flamel used to keep his sanity for ten years in the original future even though his soul was extremely broken.

It was something Flamel created using the scraps of that miracle object, and its effect was similar.

The miracle creation that cut off Hydra's curse was the one that truly cut off and annihilated the endless information scouring and erosion of the abyss. Once formed, it completely got rid of the influence of the abyss. And it was precisely because of the loss of the endless understanding and cognition of the world and the abyss that Flamel could no longer maintain the sixth rank.

However, the defective products created from these scraps have the opposite effect. They greatly reduce the erosion of the abyss by forcibly lowering the rank. In the original destiny, Flamel used this thing to spend the last ten years with Ansher and Enelissa.

Flamel knew exactly what Ansel was going to do, so he adapted the thing that was originally created to sustain his sanity into a prop to deal with the emperor.

Even if Anser inherited Flamel's power, he only had the power of two heads. As a Hydra, he was still far from being a complete Hydra.

In this case, even with the power of the sixth level, he would not be a match for Effisand.

Ansel's original plan was to use the power inherited from Flamel, this thing, and Ivora armed with ether to completely overwhelm Ephisand and make her unable to threaten him. In just two or three years, when all his followers were in place, Ephisand would no longer be his opponent.

This is also why he asked Ming Furo to find someone to build etheric weapons for Ivora, in preparation for today's battle.

In fact, according to the original plan, this battle...is impossible to happen.

With myself as a sixth-order power, together with Ivora armed with ether, and the thing that can suppress Effisand, these three combined are enough to make Effisand, who values ​​his life very much, retreat.

It’s just that... there were some minor changes in the plan, and Anser did not obtain the most crucial sixth-level power from his father.

However, the extent to which Effisand was weakened... was somewhat beyond Anser's expectations.

"It seems that she must have suffered some serious injury while exploring the possibilities."

Ansher raised his eyebrows slightly, while Ivora also completely broke free from the restraints of the invisible force and gasped heavily.

"Damn it... Even though she's getting weaker, if it's still just you and me... we can't kill her."

Ivora turned his head and looked at Anser, spitting out a mouthful of blood, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Do you really have no other way?"

"Other ways...still waiting."

"Wait again?" Ivora's tone suddenly rose. "Anser! Are you crazy? When did you become so unprepared? You bastard... are you trying to take this opportunity to kill me too?"

If she hadn't had to be wary of Ivora, she would have probably punched Anser in the face by now.

"Just the truth."

Anser squeezed the gray-black bracelet on his wrist and said, "If I can't wait, I'll just choose the worst option."

"Now, it's bad enough!"

When Ivora was roaring like this, Ansher and she felt the pressure like a mountain and the violent traction at the same time, pressing them directly to the bottom of the deep pit blasted by Ivora.

boom!

A huge roar was accompanied by flying smoke and dust. On the rubble at the bottom of the deep pit, Ivora manipulated the space with a gloomy face to protect his own safety, while Anser stood up from a half-kneeling position, and his broken leg recovered rapidly.

Opposite the two of them, Effisand, with disheveled hair and looking like a devil, not at all like an emperor, was staring at them.

Her body was slightly hunched, and the madness in her eyes shone through her messy hair, making her look extremely terrifying.

"An...Se"

The woman said in a hoarse voice, "What on earth did you do to me?"

"Well... it's just to temporarily protect your majesty from the abyss."

Anser spread his hands and smiled: "How about it, do you feel more normal now?"

Although he said this, there was a cold look in Anser's eyes.

Effisand's strength...is recovering rapidly.

That defective product made from scraps was indeed of no use. Flamel in that world line was able to suppress for ten years, but that was because he volunteered to be suppressed. But for Effisandre...it was unknown whether he could last for thirty minutes.

If the Spiritual Species were so easy to deal with, then what would they even be called?

boom!

Anser's body was immediately pressed to death on the wall of the deep pit by an invisible force. Every generation of Flame Emperor can awaken spiritual essence. Although it is not as rogue as Hydra, the effect is absolutely powerful.

Ivora has unparalleled dominance over space, and what Effisand controls is... gravity!

Until now, she had only used spiritual essence and had not yet used her own feasting flame.

Ivora did not look at Anser. She seemed to have lost her confidence in Anser. Although her face was terribly gloomy and she knew that she was probably finished this time, she did not show any fear, let alone begging for mercy from her mother.

She raised her hand and sealed Effisand directly in an independent space, and then with a ferocious look, she tried to collapse the entire space and let Effisand be annihilated in the destruction of space. But in a moment, her face changed instantly.

A huge invisible force is bursting out from the inside of that independent space. The concept of space... is being distorted, crushed, and shattered by the gravity controlled by Effisand!

Bah!

The space that blocked Efesand was directly breached from the inside, and Efesand reached out to Ivola expressionlessly, as if she wanted to strangle her to death just now, and shook her hand again.

But this time, she failed.

Because under Ivora's long skirt... red rays of light suddenly appeared.

"..."

Effisand narrowed her eyes slightly. She did not feel any huge ether fluctuations, but Ivora was obviously completely different.

what exactly is it……

"I haven't quite mastered this thing yet... Damn it."

Ivora whispered this and reached out to tear off her long skirt.

And under the long skirt... there was actually a close-fitting armor that fit her body perfectly, outlining her curves clearly!

There were streams of flames on the armor, flowing slowly like lava, and Ivora clenched his fists and gave Efesand a contemptuous smile:

"Excuse me, old man, you first..."

"Get lost for a while!"

She snapped her fingers, and the space where Effisand was located was instantly distorted... just like a jar was turned inside out.