I will be crowned king

The moment his pupils suddenly shrank, Anson decisively snapped his fingers, and [Rising Fire] was activated instantly, tightly controlling the burning area around Philus.

At the same time, the already opened field directly shrank to a radius of fifty meters, and the distortion effect was further adjusted, changing "any wounds cannot be recovered" to "immediate death by any attack."

This is a more stringent distortion of the law than before, and it is beyond the scope of what the ordinary field can achieve; but Anson is a little bit special, because his law is a "plan". As long as the steps are complete and the conditions are met, there is nothing that cannot be realized in theory. the result of.

In addition to sufficient information, the implementation plan is nothing more than conditions, and conditions are also costs - how much are you willing to pay to achieve your goals?

The price Anson gave was that he must abide by the twisted laws; if Philus could use any means to cause harm to himself now, Anson would be killed on the spot, no matter how many life-saving measures he prepared.

Although it is unclear why Rune came, it is obvious that the situation has gotten out of control and is beginning to develop in the direction that the other party expects... Falling into the opponent's rhythm is definitely a sign that the plan is about to fail.

Even if we have to risk hundreds of millions of dollars, we must prevent this from happening!

Almost at the same time, Anson, whose mind was racing, instinctively took out an August grenade, stuffed it directly into Philus's broken abdomen, and imprinted [Rising Fire] on it, and then quickly Sliding retreat.

The scope of the explosion was carefully calculated. Unless Philus recovered instantly, he would never be able to cause any harm to himself.

Anson, who looked as usual, was far less calm than he appeared. While dodging, his "superpower" locked onto Philus's every move, and he began to count down silently in his heart.

Four, three, two...

boom----

There was no explosion or fire under the night, but there was the sound of collapse and shattering, and the cold and biting breath filled the air, completely disintegrating as if it had never existed.

In an instant, Anson's expression gradually began to distort, and the instinct suppressed by calmness and reason began to expand. It was as if a wild beast was imprisoned in his body, and he wanted to escape frantically.

"Uh huh huh huh huh...!!!!"

The pain of being torn apart exploded in his mind, and then spread to his whole body in an instant.

Clenching his teeth desperately, Anson's body began to tremble like chaff, his vision went black, and severe tinnitus accompanied by pain came like a flood.

Erosion...I am being eroded by a crazy, extremely primitive power...

Unlike in the Original Tower, his own domain has not been affected, and the distorted laws are still operating normally; but his body has begun to show signs of loss of control and collapse.

Although the essence of a conjurer is law and domain, the law in the stage of blaspheming the mage is not strong enough to truly be unafraid of the erosion of reality... It is only a matter of time before it loses its physical body, collapses and disintegrates, and self-disintegrates.

If he continues like this, he may die by his own hands before he collapses.

At this moment, his eyes darkened, and Philus' laughter rang in his ears.

"My respected Lord Anson Bach, you are still a little too cautious... If you had taken action decisively before I took off the neck ring, maybe I would be the one in agony."

"Unfortunately, we know you very well, and to some extent we even know your character better than you yourself; taking risks before you are absolutely sure is a behavior you will only do when you are at your wits' end; on the surface Boldness and arrogance are all based on mastery of the situation and absolute confidence."

"The absolute strength gap between you and me gives you enough confidence to control the situation - even if you already know that my existence is an uncertain factor." Philus sighed proudly and pretended:

"No, maybe it was because of my uncertainty that you didn't take action immediately, because then you wouldn't be able to get more information and know how to deal with the next move of the Holy See and the Holy War, right?"

Unabashed despicable laughter floated in the air, along with the flesh, flesh and head of Philus.

His whole chest was blown to pieces, and there was a bayonet stuck in his head. His cheeks glowed with a cold purple color. The blood that had long solidified, and the flesh that no longer had vitality began to emit a rotten smell... but it still couldn't stop him from smiling, like Speak as if nothing happened.

"I should thank you. It's true. It's absolutely true! Without you, I can't imagine what means I would use to get an apostle to come on his own initiative!"

"You have done me a huge favor. In return, I will reveal to you an important piece of information - I guess you must have wanted to know for a long time. Why do I, a mere blood mage, dare to claim to want to destroy the apostle?"

"Perhaps you know, or perhaps you don't know, that almost every apostle still existing in this world has something called 'restraint'; it has no benefit to the caster, only restrictions."

"It is said that the apostles in the past did not have such a thing, at least most of them did not, but they are all dead, and almost all of them died at the hands of the apostles who had 'restraints'... No exceptions , and no one knows why.”

"And for some very interesting reasons, I...we, the Holy See, happen to know what Rune's 'restraint' is."

"That's blood."

"Lu En has set many 'restraints' on himself. He may even be the apostle with the most 'restraints'."

"And the most important thing...any existence connected with His blood will never die in front of Him!"

"This means that whether he, you, or anyone wants to kill me, they must first defeat Apostle Rune himself!"

Um?

Anson was stunned for a moment, and his brain, which had been in too much pain to think, suddenly regained some sense after hearing these words.

An existence connected with Rune's blood...but the aura on this guy's body is clearly that of August!

So...he's lying?

That's not right, Rune must have really arrived, and it is still in a non-active state, otherwise what appears above the red hand would not be just as simple as a purple moon.

Then the most reasonable explanation is that the other party misjudged it, but the result happened to meet Rune's "restraint" conditions, and it turned out to be true.

But this is still not enough... Even if he can use "restraint" to form a restraint, with his strength, how can he kill an apostle?

Anson thought quickly, vaguely seeming to have guessed the Holy See's plan, but there was still some information missing, and it was crucial information.

Holding back the pain all over his body, he tried to open his eyes. The grinning head of Philus was the first thing he saw, followed closely by the body below that was still destroyed by him but still alive.

Not far away, the elf girl who was still fighting with the Judgment Knights also noticed the abnormality around her, but the extremely weird aura made the Queen of Israel also subconsciously want to avoid this place and did not dare to approach easily.

Even if she wanted to, she couldn't do it... The Heart of Mercy had completely cracked her domain before falling, and hundreds of Judgment Knights began to launch more targeted operations against her based on the intelligence.

At the moment, Freya can only rely on her near-infinite power to barely block the siege from the opposite side, and as time goes by, it becomes more and more difficult and increasingly beyond her capabilities.

"How about it? How does Your Excellency Ansen Bach, who was so arrogant just now and wanted to crush me to ashes, but now has difficulty even standing, feel at this moment?"

Propping up his body, Philus said with a mocking laugh: "Your biggest backstage has become mine. Your allies would rather be besieged by hundreds of Judgment Knights than come to save you. Your army is about to Massacred by the Jihadist Army..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... The so-called end of the road is probably nothing more than this, right?"

"At the end of the road?"

Anson, who was trembling all over, raised his head with difficulty and looked at Philus with a hint of provocation:

"Why do I feel like it's just the beginning?"

The moment their eyes met, his figure gradually turned into drifting smoke. Before Philus could react, he heard a gunshot from behind.

not good!

The hot lead bullet passed over his temples and almost opened a wound on his face.

This guy...can he continue to fight in this state? !

A look of fear filled Philus's face, and he suddenly realized a fact - Anson Bach's domain had not disappeared because of Rune's arrival.

This means that the law twisted by the other party still exists - as long as you receive any more damage, you may be killed on the spot.

Why? !

"Bang-bang-bang!!!!"

The roar of the revolver interrupted Philus' inner doubts. Like a living dead, he showed amazing agility and body flexibility. While dodging quickly, he turned his head back 180 degrees, as dead as a searchlight. Locked tightly onto Anson's figure.

Holding back the pain that seemed to tear his whole body apart, Anson was tugging at Philus while always observing the purple moon above his head.

Just like Philus mocked, as long as there is room for maneuver, he will not easily kill this important source of intelligence, especially when he is getting closer to the truth... So even now it is just pulling, not Prepare to really kill the opponent with one shot.

Facing Anson's sudden pursuit, Philus, who was unprepared, could only flee in panic, trying to jump out of the scope of the domain.

But the situation seemed to have made him miscalculate. The domain of the guy in front of him who was unsteady and almost fainted showed no signs of shrinking at all.

"Why, this time the person who seems surprised is you." Anson, who quickly changed his ammunition, did not forget to sarcastically, and his familiar muscle memory was not affected at all by the pain:

"It seems that I was not turned into a puddle of meat by Rune because I almost killed you... It seems that I am not the only unlucky person who was deceived."

Philus, who finally stopped laughing, turned cold and stared at Anson's feet with his bloodshot, yellow eyes.

Tentacles of flesh and blood covered with tumors and pustules stretched out from the bottom and attacked Anson at an alarming speed.

In an instant, Anson, who had just changed the number of bullets, decisively pulled the trigger.

"boom--!"

The lead bullet imprinted with [Rising Fire] exploded in mid-air, and the flaming tentacles immediately began to shrink. Yui turned into charcoal and flowing pus all over the ground at an astonishing speed.

Pheles, who was still dodging not far away, was safe and sound.

Anson's expression was startled. Strictly speaking, the blood mage's tentacles should be considered part of the body. The tentacles just now were obviously affected by the law and died so quickly. Why... wait!

"Why, are you surprised that I'm still alive?"

Even though he was extremely embarrassed, Philus still did not forget to continue to taunt: "There are corpses of dead people everywhere in this ruins. Do you think that the blood mage can only control his own flesh and blood, huh?!"

The expressionless Anson did not answer his question.

Right now, there are corpses everywhere in the town of Red Hand Bay. This is true, but there are only a few people who can be used nearby. Basically, they are the logistics staff of the Heart of Mercy, plus a few nearby Judgment Knights who have just died...

This guy directly used the remains of his companions as weapons.

As if realizing that it was impossible to leave Ansem's territory, Philus finally stopped running and slowly opened his arms; the fine tentacles tore open the surface of the skin and covered him one by one, gradually filling up and being penetrated by Ansem. part.

From a distance, it looks like a twisted octopus with limbs and a head, or a combination of a mammal and a mollusk.

Almost at the same time, the surrounding ground exploded one after another. One after another, twisted, blackened, and withered arms stretched out from the burning soil, struggling and pulling out from underneath; the dead bones, Being entangled by the tentacles growing from their bodies, they ushered in a second "life".

Before he could figure out what was going on, Anson found that he was surrounded by a group of people; each of the seemingly shaky and vulnerable tentacle corpses exuded a strong magical aura.

This is definitely not the work of Philus, directly awakening the corpse... This is an act that only apostles can do, distorting natural common sense.

"Ah...I suddenly remembered, is there something else I forgot to tell you?"

Philus, whose body was covered with tentacles of flesh and blood, slowly raised his hands, and several things like flesh sprouts came out of his ears and nostrils, with pus flowing and covering his face: "About the specifics How to kill an apostle?"

"It's okay, don't worry... As you can see, the arrival of the apostles is not something that can be accomplished in the blink of an eye. They need to control their own power and avoid direct too violent conflicts with the world. This is a very slow process."

"The despair, pain, torture you feel now..."

"...This is just the beginning!"