"Prophecy? What nonsense are you talking about...?"

Manglas' words stopped abruptly, and his original indifference was replaced by caution.

"You have come into contact with another wanted criminal. Sure enough, dangerous people like you will gather together unconsciously, and evil will always rely on evil. It is really a dirty picture. However, compared to you, he is a trouble. Xiang

Ponina reported that traces of Narnia appeared in Lovi City and asked for support."

Facing Narnia who might be able to control the dragon, Manglas showed a different attitude towards Debutala. He did not rely on the earth to think that he could compete with the dragon.

"Being distracted during a battle is not a good thing."

Debdala glanced at Manglas, but the sword in his hand did not move faster.

Even though he only made rapid progress in swordsmanship after mastering the magic sword, Debdala's swordsmanship style should ultimately be regarded as an aristocratic style.

The most important thing in noble swordsmanship is the concept of "courtesy". Of course, this does not mean the literal meaning. To be courteous to the enemy when facing the enemy, to be more precise, it contains

The meaning lies in counterattack. Nobles are more like counterattackers who plan before taking action, and the sword skills they implement are also based on this concept.

Attacking indiscriminately will not only disrupt your own rhythm, but may also fall into the opponent's trap.

Even though he has the upper hand in words, he doesn't simply think that Manglas, the captain of the second team of Shenting, is that simple.

Debdala's voice undoubtedly brought Manglas' attention back to him.

"Since you already know the content of the prophecy, why do you still have to appear in front of me? What I hate more than those dirty guys who run away are those guys who think they are capable."

With his response, he also changed from a defensive posture to an offensive style.

The attack without any defensive method made Debdala, who was still in the lead, exhausted to parry.

Debdala was a little surprised. This blind attack method and the counterattack method of the noble swordsmanship school were simply a natural defeat.

In just a few rounds, Debdalah had left more than ten wounds on Manglas' arm. It was obvious that as the wounds increased, Manglas' attack speed also slowed down.

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"Blind attack will not help you build an advantage. It turns out that the captain of the second team of Shenting team is nothing more than that. It seems that Emperor Biro has nothing special."

Debdala continued to use words to irritate him, trying to build on the advantage he had already established.

Manglas' actions stopped, and Debdala also stopped retreating.

It wasn't until Debdala said, "There's nothing special about Emperor Biro" that Manglas reacted obviously.

His indifference has been replaced by anger.

"Dare to insult the great emperor, the great emperor of the Holy Empire! I will pierce your mouth with double blades and make you speechless forever!"

"With what you are now, can you do it?"

Debdala continued to stimulate the other party.

Manglas held up his hands, and blood flowed from dozens of wounds due to his violent movements. Judging from this bleeding speed, it would only take ten minutes for the opponent to lose his fighting power, but in the face of such a situation

, what Manglas thought about was not treatment, but continued to gather strength through the act of muscle pulling. However, such behavior also led to faster blood loss.

"One of the four secret skills of the empire, nonstop."

"Endless?"

Debdala had never heard such a statement before.

I have no idea about the four secret skills of the empire that the other party said.

"This is the technique taught by the emperor who is nothing special in your words." Manglas emphasized.

In just an instant, his wounds healed.

The wounds that had recovered as good as before also made Debdala's face turn livid.

He could feel that Manglas had recovered not just from his wounds, but even his somewhat confused breathing had returned to its original state.

If it were to simply restore magic, even if it could heal wounds, it would not be able to restore physical strength. Obviously, this technique was beyond his understanding.

"Are you surprised?" Manglas' lips raised.

A more violent attack than before suddenly broke out from his body.

He is like a giant who is not afraid of exhaustion and attacks wantonly.

Debdala could no longer maintain his sword skills as before. No matter how perfect his sword skills were, they had to be supported by basic strength and physical strength, otherwise they would be just empty frames. At this moment, he couldn't help sighing.

The video shown showed the vigorous fighting style of the giant dragon inside. In fact, the limitations of the human body mean that the time to support an all-out battle is very short. An explosion of only ten minutes caused obvious changes in his physical strength.

Consumption.

When the balance of the scene was tilted in favor of Manglas, the residents who were hiding on the side of the street to avoid the impact once again cheered and celebrated. Their hero was fighting against the evil wanted criminals of the empire.

Amidst the celebrations, Manglas stopped attacking, and jumped back to distance himself from Debdala.

This surprising behavior, not to mention the residents on the side of the street, even the members of the second team who had been watching were surprised. As the captain they knew well, he had the four secret skills of the empire, so there was no need to worry about injuries and physical strength.

, and he will never give up his goal.

"Footsteps." Manglas murmured in a low voice.

Amidst the overwhelming cheers, Manglas felt the sound of footsteps. Someone was coming, and it was someone who could bring pressure to him.

Narnia, holding a book but wearing tribal clothes, appeared in front of everyone with a strange appearance.

The cheers also stopped. Although they could not hear clearly what Manglas said, the people could feel the solemn gesture he revealed.

"Wanted..Narnia!"

"It seems that my appearance is not welcomed." Narnia said mockingly.

His conversation was very appropriate, and he didn't show any stage fright when people were looking around him.

Such a reaction undoubtedly disappointed Manglas from the bottom of his heart.

Just by looking at the other person's expression, he couldn't tell the details of Narnia, whether he had summoned the dragon to wait by.

Debutala took advantage of the opportunity when Manglas turned his attention back to Narnia and launched a surprise attack in the direction of his mother. However, the surprise attack was blocked by the members of the second team. They were blocked.

The gap between Debdallah and his mother was like an impenetrable protective wall. At the moment of the fight, Debdallah also realized that the members of the second team were far stronger than the people he had fought against before.

His strength and speed are even comparable to Manglas. And this is obviously...unconventional.

If the captain of a team wants the members of the team to obey, he must have power that far exceeds that of others.

Realizing this, Debdala returned to his original position without stopping.

"He didn't use all his strength at all. I'm afraid he wanted to lure you out. I was the one responsible for that."

"There is no need to apologize, making mistakes is also a part of growing up." The posture shown by Narnia is like that of a broad-minded monarch.

The other party's sloppy way of speaking made Mangoras show his impatience, but even so, Mangoras still suppressed his excess emotions and made an invitation to Narnia for exchange.

"How about character swapping?"

The person is naturally the mother of Depotala, and the object is McGee's sword.

"The Divine Court Team, as far as I know, is a team directly under the Emperor. To a certain extent, you represent Emperor Biro. Is it really okay to use despicable deception?" Narnia said pointedly.

"What are you talking about?" Manglas replied calmly: "Although exchanging hostages is indeed a despicable method, it has nothing to do with deception."

"If it is what you said, then it is indeed." Narnia admitted. He turned back to look at Debdallah and said in an apologetic tone: "Your mother is dead."

Debdala was silent.

As early as the moment he saw his mother, he had already had this suspicion. She still had a graceful image, but she had a different numbness than before. It was like a body painted with signs of life, silent amid the abuse. His mother was a

An aristocratic woman who attaches great importance to face will never remain indifferent to abuse.

But Debdala still anesthetized himself with excuses, hoping that this guess was false and that his only relative in the world was still alive.

It all shattered after exiting Narnia Pass.

"..I was discovered by you, and it was obviously well hidden." Manglas said to himself, "I'm sorry, I did plan to use her as a hostage in exchange, but I can't stand the existence of evil.

, so he was executed in advance.”

Debdala's eyes turned red.

When he heard about the execution, all his composure was replaced by anger.

Holding a sword in his hand, he launched an attack on the members of the second team without any consideration.

"It's such a helpless decision, haven't you realized it yet? I didn't use all my strength just now. What's more, I, who has mastered the restlessness, are not an opponent you can defeat at all."

Manglas stepped forward and fought with Debdala again.

Compared with Narnia, which can control the magic dragon, he doesn't look down on this guy who has mastered the magic sword at all.

But this time, when Manglas showed his true ability, the situation turned into a one-sided situation.

Even during the battle, Manglas still had free time and energy to talk to Narnia.

"Demon dragon... let me see, those who distort the historical truth, the greatest evil of the empire, and use despicable words to describe the great heroic country, it is simply unforgivable!"

"The truth has already been presented to you, and you chose to escape. The so-called Holy Empire is nothing but a despicable traitor."

Narnia's voice was loud and clear, which made the residents of Lowe City who were watching on the street feel angry.
To be continued...