Water and Fire Twins Magician

Witnessing the tragic scene, Ian immediately drew his sword, pointed it at his ally, and questioned him about the reason for his killing spree.

The old magician looked at Ian as if he were a fool, and replied with a matter-of-fact expression and tone: "Do the Trojans need a reason to kill people with fire attributes? It's as normal as humans stepping on a cockroach. Don't make a fuss, okay?"

"We are allies with the Trojan Federation. Are you ignoring even our allies?"

"Ally? Hahahahahaha..." The old magician laughed wildly out of control: "The Trojans have no allies! Establishing a pure kingdom of water elements is the mission of the Trojans! The others are trash! They are pests!"

At this moment, one of Ian's men came running over, tears streaming down his face: "Boss! This is my hometown! My parents, my friends, they are all, all..."

Needless to say, the residents of this village are basically of the fire attribute. Attributes are actually not related to genetics, but are easily affected by the geographical environment. The concentration of free fire elements in the area where this village is located is very high, so the probability of newborns being of fire attribute is also very high. Also, because the environment is full of fire elements, it also attracts many people of fire attribute to settle here.

Upon hearing this, Ian immediately became furious and shouted, "I am a fire attribute person, are you going to try to kill me?"

"Haha, I'm just about to kill you." The old magician laughed wildly again, releasing the powerful magic power that he had been suppressing.

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Ian's fire warrior team was all killed by the old magician. He was shaking with excitement, and his rotten skin continued to ooze out black and smelly sewage. The sewage flowed to the ground, and the flowers and plants that touched it withered immediately, and the bedbugs that originally lived in the sewage mud became very excited.

Fei'er stayed quietly behind Jacques, paying attention to protecting his back from sneak attacks.

In the face of Jacques' rage and his cruel killing methods, she remained calm, which surprised Paul who had been hiding and observing.

"This girl is not simple... Judging from her age, she can't be a veteran. But her calm attitude, if she is not used to such scenes, then it is because of her upbringing that she can still remain calm in such a situation." Paul frowned: "Which nobleman carefully cultivated this daughter? The more I look at her, the more familiar she seems to me, but I don't know why I can't remember who she is..."

Fei'er was just a girl who was still living her student life. Seeing Jacques killing people, she showed no mercy. This alone showed that her mind was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people. She was on the battlefield, and she was probably prepared to fight for her life, and she might even have had experience in killing people.

Thinking of this, Paul gradually developed a liking for Fei'er.

"This chick, it looks like she's barely worthy of the Jacques, haha."

But in fact, Fei'er's heart is certainly not as calm and comfortable as she appears on the surface.

One of the reasons why she was able to overcome the shock brought by this horrific scene was her extraordinary competitive spirit and unyielding character. She required herself to keep up with Jacques and not let him pull away. The second reason was that her recent strength had improved by leaps and bounds, which made her self-confidence swell. She really wanted to test herself and see how far she could go on a real battlefield. Therefore, she managed to get through several important psychological barriers.

As long as you are strong enough, the surging hostility around you will not be able to swallow you up.

So Fei'er is now standing in the center of the battlefield, with a confident and cool attitude. In addition, there is a stronger and more perverted Jacques in front of her, killing people everywhere, allowing Fei'er to feel the atmosphere of the battlefield more calmly, which is of great help to the growth of her mental strength.

She was watching Jacques.

Through the life-and-death fighting on the battlefield, Jacques' true nature is gradually revealed.

Some people say that if you want to understand a person, you must first understand what makes him angry.

"No wonder he couldn't stand it any more. Anyone who grew up in that kind of environment, if not depraved, would definitely want revenge, right?" Fei'er looked at Jacques in front of her: "Huh? Was he forced to develop into the current dual attributes of water and fire in order to save his name? In this way, is it possible that the dual attributes are not a talent, but can be obtained through practice?"

Fei'er didn't realize that this idea had overturned the most unshakable magic principle in the Love Continent. She was surprised and thought: "Doesn't that also mean that when he was still a baby, he knew how to suppress the fire attribute in his body? Is this possible?"

Fei'er looked at Jacques as if he were a monster, and let her thoughts wander again.

"Could this guy be a demon beast? Not only does he have the dual attributes of water and fire, but he also practices both magic and melee combat... No wonder even the cardinal of the Church of Light and the leader of the Laputa Mercenary Group are surrounding him. They seemed to have said that Jacques was the inheritor of something? Could he be the bastard of some prominent family?"

Meanwhile, Jacques had fallen into a state of rage.

With his own strength and astonishing momentum, he forced more than a dozen fifth, sixth and seventh level masters to a wall, leaving them with no way to retreat.

This kind of oppression simply penetrates their souls and tortures their inner beliefs. Is their faith truly unwavering and comes from the bottom of their hearts, or is it just blind distortion based on what others say or hearsay?

"Ugh...Ah!!!" One of them couldn't stand this soul-searching questioning and rushed towards Jacques with a sword in hand, but he had no moves or posture.

Jacques did not kill him, but waited for the man to get close, then kicked him in the wrist, causing the sword in his hand to fly out of his hand.

"Don't dream about it. I won't let you commit suicide by my hand." Jacques sneered and said, "Accept the torture. If you are really willing to die for Helen, I will give you the opportunity to die gloriously in battle."

As he spoke, Jacques took another step forward, and his pressure increased again. His eyes became more fierce, as if they could penetrate the opponent's soul. The aura emanating from him was like an invisible storm, sweeping the air around him. At this moment, Jacques was a presence full of majesty and domineering, which was very inconsistent with his handsome appearance. Every word and every action of his exuded an irresistible force, making it impossible for the opponent to escape, and his soul was moved by him.

Fei'er finally understood Jacques's intention, and she could hardly help clapping and cheering.

"This guy, even in his rage, has not lost his mind. He has already been planning what will happen next, or even in the future."