Rocot: Reborn

Rokod didn't hesitate at all. He swung the Blade of the Dead fiercely, and the dark energy surged towards the black-robed man like a tide. The black-robed man's face darkened, and he tried his best to resist. However, every blow of Rokod seemed to carry an unstoppable force.

The Flame Lord stood not far away, his eyes burning with anger. He raised his hands again, and a more blazing tornado of flames gathered around him, spreading rapidly and sweeping towards Rokod and Aurelia. Rokod felt the approach of the blazing fire while fighting with the black-robed man, and he was extremely anxious.

"Aurelia! Use the freeze spell quickly!" Rocot shouted loudly, with a sense of urgency in his voice.

Aurelia heard this and quickly formed a seal, muttering something. The blue light flashed again, and a huge frost barrier appeared in her hand. The fire tornado instantly hit the frost barrier, making a sharp hissing sound. The two forces confronted each other fiercely, and the air was filled with thick steam.

"You think this can stop me?" The Flame Lord roared, his power increased again, and the fire tornado became more fierce. Aurelia's face was pale, obviously she had reached her limit, but she gritted her teeth and tried her best to maintain the frost barrier.

Seeing this, Rocot was filled with anger and anxiety. He exerted his strength and stabbed the black-robed man's chest with his sword. Although the black-robed man dodged in time, he was still scratched by Rocot's sword, and black blood dripped onto the ground.

"Damn Rocot!" The black-robed man roared in pain, with a stronger murderous intent in his eyes. He quickly retreated, trying to distance himself from Rocot, but Rocot didn't give him a chance to breathe and chased him again.

At this moment, Aurelia's frost barrier finally couldn't hold up, and the fire tornado broke through the frost barrier and rushed straight towards her. Aurelia screamed, her whole body was engulfed by the flames, and she fell to the ground in pain.

"Aurelia!" Rocot's heart seemed to be suddenly tightened. He rushed towards the Fire Lord frantically, the Blade of the Dead flashing a deadly light. "I want you to pay for this!"

The Flame Lord sneered, the power of fire surging around him. "You have no chance, Rokod. This is the end of you!"

Rokod's eyes burned with rage. He said nothing more. His body turned into a black shadow, and the Blade of the Dead pierced the heart of the Flame Lord. However, the Flame Lord dodged easily and slammed his palm into Rokod's chest. Rokod felt a huge force coming at him, and he flew backwards, hitting a rock heavily, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"No——" Rocot stood up with all his strength, his eyes stained with blood. He couldn't accept it all, Aurelia's screams were still echoing in his ears, as if blaming him for his incompetence.

The Fire Lord stepped forward, his eyes filled with triumphant arrogance. "Lockold, your struggle is meaningless. Today, you will all be reduced to ashes."

Rocot struggled to support his body, the anger and indomitable spirit burning in his eyes made him raise the Blade of the Dead again. Even though he knew the chances of winning were slim, he would never give in. "Come on, let's fight it out!"

The Flame Lord laughed loudly, and the flames suddenly burst out, and the entire battlefield was instantly covered by blazing flames. At this critical moment, a cold blue light flashed, accompanied by a familiar shout.

"Lockold, hold on!"

Rocot's eyes suddenly focused, and he saw Aurelia reborn in the blue light, her hands clenched, her eyes flashing with unyielding determination. Her spell sounded again, this time, to end the battle.

Rocot stood up, his chest heaving violently, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. His eyes burned with unyielding anger, and he raised the Blade of the Dead again, pointing it directly at the Lord of Fire. "Come on, let's fight it out!"

The Flame Lord laughed wildly, and flames suddenly erupted around him. The blazing flames instantly enveloped the entire battlefield. "Lockold, you are courting death!"

At this critical moment, a cold blue light suddenly flashed, accompanied by a familiar cry: "Lockold, hold on!"

Rocot's eyes suddenly focused, and he saw Aurelia reborn in the blue light, her hands clenched, her eyes flashing with unyielding determination. Her spell sounded again, this time, to end the battle.

"A thousand miles of ice!" Aurelia's voice was full of power, and the blue frost spread rapidly, chilling the air. The flames and frost collided again, and the fierce confrontation filled the air with a mixture of heat and cold.

The Fire Lord's laughter suddenly stopped. He felt the threat of the cold air and his face darkened. "Do you think this little bit of frost can do anything to me?" He roared, and the power of the flame increased again, trying to break through the shackles of the frost.

Rocot knew this was their only chance. He endured the pain in his body and rushed towards the Fire Lord, the Blade of the Dead flashing a deadly cold light in his hand. "Aurelia, now!"

Aurelia heard this, clenched her teeth, put her hands together, and the blue light became brighter. "Absolute Zero!" Her voice was like a whisper from the abyss, and frost condensed instantly, and the entire battlefield was covered with ice and snow.

The Flame Lord was trapped by the sudden cold, and the power of his flames was significantly weakened. A flash of fear flashed in his eyes, but then turned into anger. "You won't succeed!" He roared wildly, and the flames suddenly burst out, trying to break free from the shackles of the frost.

Rocot suddenly leaped up, and the Blade of the Dead pierced the heart of the Flame Lord. "This time, you can't escape!"

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the Flame Lord, but he quickly dodged, and Rocot's sword only grazed his shoulder. Black blood dripped onto the ground, and the Flame Lord's anger reached its peak. He slammed Rocot with a palm, and the force was so strong that Rocot could not dodge at all.

Rocot felt his chest shake, and he flew backwards, hitting the frost-covered ground hard, and blood spurted out of his mouth again. He struggled to stand up, but his eyes remained firm. "Aurelia, we can't give up!"

Aurelia's face was pale, but her eyes were full of determination. "I won't give up, Rocot. Let's end him together!"

Rokod nodded and tightened his grip on the Blade of the Dead. The two of them stood side by side, facing the violent power of the Fire Lord. "This time, we will definitely win!"

The Flame Lord's wild laughter sounded again, and his flame power increased again. The entire battlefield seemed to be trembling in his flames. "Come on, let me see what else you can do!"

Roccod and Aurelia smiled at each other. Although they were exhausted, their trust in each other filled them with strength. They exerted their strength at the same time and launched a final charge against the Flame Lord.

At this life-or-death moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the battlefield, and a strong light suddenly flashed, and the whole world seemed to freeze at this moment. A glimmer of hope surged in Roccod's heart. Could this battle really have a turning point?

In the light, a vague figure gradually became clear. The man was holding a giant sword and exuding an extremely powerful aura. "Lokold, Aurelia, don't give up!"

Roccod and Aurelia's eyes lit up, and the familiar voice made them tremble. Who is this person? At this moment, will their fate take a huge turn?