In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

Maria made a neutral comment, not even paying attention to the illusory shadows. Her sharp eyes stared straight at Aifanil who was hidden in the phantom.

That calm gaze made Aifanil's heart jump suddenly!

Guess? Or...

Could she really tell?

But none of this matters anymore.

"I told you, times have changed..."

Alphanil whispered.

And at this moment, those phantoms seemed to have substance.

They...really started attacking Maria!

When everyone saw this scene, their eyes widened in surprise.

Even the banshees don't understand this.

They used this kind of illusion as an illusion to attract firepower...but they didn't expect that Aifanil's idea was so radical.

He intends to use the phantom as a means of attack?!

And he actually did it?!

“Sulfone——!”

Sharp cold rays burst out from the hands of various 'Aifanir'.

But there is no doubt that there is only one center of their attack.

Maria!

"that is it?"

Maria frowned.

It’s not that this problem is difficult to solve.

It's just... simple feelings are meaningless.

These attacks are really powerful, coming from all directions, and each one is powerful enough to actually hurt people.

only……

Will such a method work for her?

The answer seems to be no.

But what surprised Maria was that Aifanil's move was actually a cover!

Just when she was about to dodge these attacks.

The power gathered in the hands of these phantoms suddenly began to become restless.

The moment Maria looked over.

"Bam—!"

The explosion occurred instantly.

The surging fog enveloped Maria almost instantly!

Aifanil looked at this scene and immediately narrowed his eyes.

In the last second of his vision, he had locked onto the position of the long sword left by Maria.

Just rush over... and you can get it...

Aifanil thought in his mind and moved quickly.

After rushing into the fog, he tensed up to guard against enemies that might rush out at any time.

Even though I just kept saying that times have changed, times have changed.

But he still had awe for Maria.

He believed that such a trick would at most only pull her back.

There is no way to really affect her combat effectiveness.

Fortunately, he had no intention of fighting the opponent head-on. His thoughts were very simple from beginning to end.

He wants to prove himself and his strength!

only……

"Why haven't you arrived yet?"

Aifanil was a little confused.

He had been in the fog for several breaths... According to his expectations, he should be able to reach the location of the sword within two seconds after entering the fog.

But now, it has been at least three or four seconds, why haven’t I encountered it?

The fog would affect his sensory judgment, but... why hadn't he found anything yet?

It’s been a bit long, right?

Aifanil's face was full of confusion.

Could it be that... Maria moved the position of the sword?

No, that's unlikely. Maria is definitely not someone who can't afford to play with others.

There must be something wrong!

And at this moment, several dark shadows appeared in front of him in the fog.

Ok? !

Aifanil was startled and almost fought back.

Fortunately, Maria stopped teasing the child at this time.

"Wake up."

Her voice was neither salty nor bland, but it came from behind Elfanil.

This made Aifanil's back feel cold for a moment.

A flash of light appeared at the tip of the staff in his hand, and the fog was blown away in an instant!

At this time, the identity of the black shadow that appeared in front of him has been revealed.

Yes……

Mother? !

Aifanil's face was full of confusion.

But Lamaren just smiled and waved to her child.

The banshees nearby also gave friendly glances.

Just behind Aifaniel, Maria still stood not far from the sword.

On the contrary, he was some distance away from Maria.

"Your technique is excellent, but your conception is crude."

Maria spoke up and revealed the truth.

Aifaniel's idea of ​​taking the necklace away with the smoke is indeed commendable, and such an action was obviously made based on Maria's initial reaction.

He knew that he might not be able to compete head-on with Maria in terms of reaction speed, so he let both of them fight in the fog.

And at this time, his advantage will increase.

But... he overlooked one thing.

Maria didn't need to move in the fog at all.

She simply waved her hand and changed the direction of the mist's spread, causing Aifanil to deviate from his original route.

And Alphaniel didn't react in the end. It was only when Maria saw that he was about to attack Ramalen that she reminded him.

If it were a normal battlefield, Alfanil would have died at least three times.

This made Maria a little disappointed.

But this is reasonable.

Although the era in which Alphanil lived was still full of conflict, and although the Rhodes Island he joined would occasionally ask him to carry out some dangerous missions, the intensity of these missions could not be compared with Maria, who had fought her way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

In fact, being able to withstand a few moves is already Maria's highest expectation.

But... from the current perspective, Aifanil can't even do this.

"..."

After being mocked repeatedly, even Aifanil could not help it.

But at the same time, his vigilance towards Maria reached its peak.

They had to admit that even though they were tired of hearing the legends, when it came time to actually fight, they still tried to hold back and fight Maria.

But they overlooked one thing.

With such an absolute gap in strength, they had no room to hold back!

Aifanil now realized this.

He didn't say too much, but proved his will with actions.

He took a deep breath, and a circle of gorgeous curved characters once again surrounded him.

They surrounded Alphaniel and crowded around him as he moved closer to Maria.

Maria seemed to be deliberately letting the opponent win, and deliberately gave up the long sword defense range that was more advantageous to her, and took the initiative to walk towards Aifanir.

step……

step……

Everyone watched this scene nervously... Although there was no explanation, although there was no foreknowledge, they all had a feeling.

The next time we fight, the game may be over!

At this time, Aifanil kept thinking about everything he had experienced so far.

When he was born, the entire Terra world had given up individual combat...group combat became the mainstream.

This is not just a matter of technological advancement, but more of a cost issue.

It is very difficult to go from zero to one, and it is even more difficult to go from nine to ten.

However, the war machines that were developed could easily allow a group of people who had never learned the art of Originium to possess the strength of seven or eight.

As long as they are given some time, they can easily overwhelm a level nine or ten Originium Master with their numbers.

In this context, people gradually gave up their personal combat effectiveness... This does not mean that people no longer have any expectations for individual combat effectiveness, but simply that they do not admire individual strength as much as they once did.

But...Alphanil was different.

Born in the Banshee King's Court, as an extremely rare male Banshee of this race, he inherited the talents of his parents. With a strong foundation, he has the power to reverse the times!

He may not be able to make this era go back to the past, but he can definitely delay the era of the group army for a while!

His learning ability and talent are enough to support him in accomplishing such a miraculous thing, allowing this era to once again show the last glimmer of individual power!

But...such talent is only the foundation of miracles.

At this moment, standing in front of him is the top of this miracle!

The hero of the Sarkaz, the queen of the Banshee, the ancient hidden master...

The distance between the two of us... is still very far...

To get closer...

You have to risk everything!

Aifanil discarded all thoughts in his mind, and his eyes turned completely blood red at this moment.

The surging blood and energy rushed towards Maria almost instantly.