Magic Industrial Age

Lloyd admitted that when the fire flared on Merri Aaron's greatsword, he felt a moment of terror.

Externalized battle aura meant a third-tier transcendent, the level of Oliveira; but to awaken fire-attribute battle aura, one had to be at least fourth-tier.

The problem was, if Merri Aaron was really a fourth-tier powerhouse, there would be nothing in Oakland City that he cared about.

He could go directly to 19 Lombardy Street, kill Lloyd, and even Lord Dorji would applaud, while Earl Raymond would at most dare to be angry but not speak out.

As for his dead old man, Woolley Aaron would kneel and beg for his forgiveness, and revise the family genealogy, opening a new page just for him.

Not for Merri Aaron, but for Woolley Aaron, just because he had such a son.

That was the presence of a fourth-tier powerhouse, treated as an honored guest wherever they went.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and Lloyd calmed down, because Merri Aaron really wasn't qualified to pretend to be a fourth-tier powerhouse.

Then, through the Deep Blue database, he finally identified Merri Aaron's profession!

Flame Swordsman, an extremely rare and obscure profession, whose main characteristic is mastering a unique secret oil that can create high-temperature flames.

It should be a special sword oil made mainly from whale oil, mixed with more than a dozen auxiliary materials.

Its function, besides maintaining the weapon, is to produce an orange-red flame after vigorously swinging and rubbing against the air.

This orange-red flame has the characteristics of high temperature, continuous burning, and difficulty in extinguishing, and the rising flame can also obscure vision.

Although criticized by many combat professionals as not focusing on their proper profession, the power of this Flame Swordsman is undeniable.

However, in the Hapsburg Empire, this inheritance is extremely rare!

Merri Aaron obviously had his own opportunities, and at this moment, he unleashed his flame sword techniques, showcasing his strength to the fullest.

He didn't have Lloyd's speed, but the greatsword plus the continuously burning flames, plus the length of his arms, and his proficient swordsmanship, managed to trap Lloyd within a certain range, unable to escape!

He didn't have Lloyd's sword speed either, but he only attacked and didn't defend, only advanced and didn't retreat, like a raging fire, igniting the surrounding trees and grass.

Even Lloyd was burned by the orange-red flames; he could avoid the greatsword's edge, but the high temperature and splash damage of the flames were unavoidable.

Before long, Lloyd was covered in sweat, his mouth was dry, and even simple breathing was filled with intense burning, causing his lungs to ache faintly.

This was fire poison!

Of course, you want to say that Flame Swordsmen have no weaknesses?

That's naturally impossible!

However, Merri Aaron had become very familiar with Lloyd's skills and fighting style through his repeated battles.

So, the scene before him was actually the result of his carefully planned, playing to his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses!

Lloyd had never felt so frustrated as he did today; he felt like he was being schemed against; what he was good at couldn't be used, and what the enemy was good at, he wasn't.

Merri Aaron had thoroughly studied him, which was the source of his confidence.

However, when it comes to research style, Lloyd feared no one!

Because he had Deep Blue!

"Is it ready yet?"

"It's ready, it's ready, I've already constructed Merri Aaron's combat style mind map, now projecting it, you need to focus your attention to watch it.

Be careful!"

"Bring it on!"

Thus, a blue light appeared in Lloyd's eyes, projecting down Merri Aaron's attack trajectory, removing the flame's obscuration, the greatsword's trajectory was clearly visible.

Thus, Lloyd's fighting style changed; he no longer dodged, no longer feared collision, the trajectory of the silver angel rapier in his hand became direct, crisp, and swift and sharp.

Thus, the 'ding ding dang dang' collision sound rang out again.

Lloyd's silver angel rapier broke through the flame's restriction and collided with Merri's greatsword, but not in a way of mutual competition.

Instead, the rapier touched the middle or even the rear of the greatsword, where it was difficult to exert force.

Merri Aaron felt extremely uncomfortable because his sword moves could not be fully deployed, and his sword skills could not be fully executed.

Even if his weapon had the advantage, even if his strength was greater than Lloyd's, every time he was about to exert force, the longsword was forced to retreat, so that each of his attacks could not fully display its power.

The result was that the more he fought, the more frustrated he became!

He even disregarded everything and just forcibly chopped, even if the power could not be fully exerted, but as long as he smashed Lloyd's rapier, he would win.

But the excellent magic weapon worth five gold thalers also showed its extraordinary qualities; even if the sword body was bent like a crescent moon, it would still usher in a stronger rebound.

This time, it was Merri's turn to retreat continuously, even if he roared repeatedly, he could only retreat.

Until he crashed into a large tree, and his figure had nowhere to retreat, he finally ushered in a fatal blow.

Lloyd retreated, charged, then stepped, and charged!

The silver angel rapier at this moment, like a silver light, chased after Merri Aaron.

At this moment, Merri Aaron felt a fatal threat, but his face was still calm.

He freed his left hand, and when the greatsword was swung out, he slapped it on the sword body.

How fierce was the orange flame, this slap, his left hand was full of scalded blisters.

But only this slap, the blade of the flame greatsword vibrated, and in the hum, the sword oil was thrown off, chased by the orange flame, and splashed in a fan shape.

But Lloyd turned a blind eye, even without any intention of dodging, only the rapier in his hand suddenly trembled at the critical moment.

Thus, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, hitting the blade of the flame greatsword, forcibly swinging the greatsword away.

But the tip of the sword turned, as if drawing a very small 'V' in the air, and then nailed into Merri Aaron's body.

The next second, Lloyd let go, abandoned the sword, and rolled on the ground without hesitation.

The sword oil was rubbed off for the most part, and after Lloyd quickly took off the leather armor on his body, the flame finally went out.

At this time, Lloyd looked very embarrassed, his white shirt was charred in one piece, rotten in another, and full of dirt.

And through the damaged clothes, it is not difficult to see the burns on his body, several places have blisters, and the pain is unbearable.

But Lloyd still stood up unscathed.

And Merri Aaron was fixed on the tree, the silver angel rapier pierced through his body, and there was a slow seepage of bright red blood along the blade.

Merri Aaron wanted to pull the sword out, but he knew clearly that if the sword was really pulled out, then he would not be far from death.

As for the flame greatsword, it was inserted into the ground, as if without the fierce waving, or the sword oil was exhausted, the orange-red flame was gradually dimming.

Merri Aaron still gave up the act of pulling the sword, but looked at Lloyd and said, "How did you do it?

How could you change your fighting style in such a short time?"

Lloyd couldn't say that Deep Blue helped, so he could only shrug his shoulders and say, "Those who come out to mix, who doesn't have some trump cards?

If I didn't have some means, do you think I would dare to participate in this operation, dare to come to this island?"

"So, you knew it long ago?"

"There were some guesses, no way, you guys did it too obviously."

Lloyd's expression became more solemn, and he asked again: "So what? Now tell me, who exactly is behind you?"

Merri grinned, and blood came out of his mouth: "Do you think I will tell you?"

"You will, because you lost, you have to accept the bet, you always have to leave me something."

"For example, a stronger enemy!"

Merri was stunned, and nodded in approval, saying, "That's the point.

My backer is actually Baron Marquez, the turmoil in Oakland City, those Bloody Mary pirates are the work of Baron Marquez."

Lloyd nodded slowly, and said: "Understood, so your backer is Lord Dorji Petrovich!"

"..."

Merri felt unbelievable: "Do you have a problem with your ears, I said Baron Marquez! Baron Marquez! Baron Marquez!"

Important things are said three times!

"Didn't hear wrong! The one behind you is Lord Dorji Petrovich.

Really, why do the struggles between new and old nobles have to involve a small person like me?"

Merri Aaron opened his mouth again, wanting to say something.

But this time, after opening and closing many times, he didn't utter a single word.

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