Mystic Dominator

The eyes of the cult warlock were extremely angry.

However, although he clamored that Ronald must be killed, through the spell of detecting emotions, Ronald found that this guy's attitude was cautious, which was completely different from his superficial actions.

This arrogant and arrogant look...

Maybe it's just a disguise to numb yourself.

With this in mind, Ronald took off the Sword of Saint Caterina from his back. Considering the confidentiality of his identity, he did not completely reveal the appearance of this saint's legacy, but only untied the cloth strips on the sword. , the hilt and grid of the sword are still tied at the back.

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Ronald hung the long sword diagonally by his side, assuming a confident posture of "You can do whatever you want."

The cult warlock opposite him was stunned.

The next second, he seemed to have been severely insulted. His eyes and nose were almost squeezed together, and raging anger immediately broke out.

"You are seeking death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cult warlock also waved with one hand.

The ring originally worn on his ring finger instantly changed its shape and flowed in his hand like a liquid. Then it began to expand in size and eventually turned into a silver-white sharp blade.

Qiang——

The cult warlock raised his weapon with one hand and rushed over.

"..."

"Ronald, if it's a sword fight, leave it to me."

Of course Ronald's original intention was to deal with this enemy himself.

But before he took action, Patricia, who saw the opponent using a long sword, became interested. She whispered back to Ronald, then immediately drew her sword and collided head-on with the cult warlock.

Although she usually behaves intellectually and gently, Patricia is still a swordsman after all. Being a bloodline of Niklaus tells her that she should face the challenges brought by the strong.

Dang Dang Dang——

The next second, three consecutive clashes of sword blades were heard.

Because the weapons were protected by magical power, Patricia was not worried about damage to the weapons in her hands and adopted the most ferocious attack method.

In this case, she undoubtedly gained an overwhelming advantage.

In just three moves, with powerful slashes and changing sword movements, the cult warlock was suppressed to the point where he had to retreat.

"..."

"You guy, don't go too far!"

After a few more quick sword strikes, the cult warlock shouted, and then immediately jumped back, hoping to distance himself from Patricia.

Although he is an original code holder.

But through these sword fights, it became clear that he was no match for the girl in front of him in terms of swordsmanship.

As for the result - he succeeded.

This cult warlock in [Giorno] is obviously much stronger than Mayata in [Anro Island] in terms of personal ability. He just activated some kind of prop stuffed in the sole of his shoe, and then he exploded with amazing jumping ability, and distanced himself from Patricia in one fell swoop.

"What the hell, this is different from what was promised."

After regaining his feet, the cult warlock cursed and muttered a few words. But now that he was already fighting, he didn't worry about the difference between intelligence and reality. After just cursing a few words, he returned to fighting mode again.

Swish--

At this time, the cult warlock waved his hand again.

The ring that had just turned into a long sword changed its shape again, and then merged with several other rings on the hand, and then turned into five small rings that were placed on the fingertips.

At first glance, it seems that this is just a change in the appearance of the ring.

But for someone with exaggerated observation skills like Ronald, he discovered alarming details.

——It’s silk thread.

Each ring on the five fingers has an almost imperceptible silver line extending from it, and finally hangs on the ground nearby, making it difficult to distinguish.

"Nia, be careful about his ring, it has a long silk thread attached to it!"

Ronald reminded Patricia under a pseudonym.

The swordsman girl's eyes narrowed after hearing this, and then she noticed the situation of the enemy on the opposite side.

Buzz buzz——

Just around the cult warlock, some strange and subtle sounds enveloped it.

This is the nature of his new weapon.

After the filaments on the hand are infused with magic power, it is not only strengthened in strength, but also gives the slender threads the characteristic of high-speed vibration.

High-speed vibration, hard, slender...

When these three elements are brought together into one object, the powerful cutting ability brought about is probably more terrifying than any magical weapon - the level of danger has increased by more than one level.

Patricia also frowned immediately.

She knew that the enemy was difficult to deal with in its current form, and even considering her past combat experience, she had no experience dealing with similar casters.

How to deal with such an enemy?

"..."

"If you don't come over, I will pass over!"

At this time, the cult warlock opposite spoke.

He didn't mind if his weapon transformation was seen through, but he was quite satisfied with Patricia's cautious appearance. In this way, maintaining control of the thread on his opponent, he took the initiative to walk towards Patricia again.

"..."

Faced with this situation, Patricia was prepared.

In the few seconds before the cult warlock came, the swordsman girl stroked her fingers on the side of the sword spine, and then used magic power to draw on it.

Qiang——

The blade made a pleasant sound.

As Patricia's movement ended, a blue magic line appeared on the sword. Although there were no other changes, Ronald in the back remembered something through this action.

——The Cold Blade.

When chatting with Patricia before, he also learned about the abilities of this swordsman girl.

Such a move at this moment is highly likely to be related to it.

"Cult Warlock, come on!"

With a slight shout, Patricia stepped forward with her sword in hand.

Seeing the movements of the swordsman girl, the cult warlock showed an arrogant smile on his face. In his opinion, this powerful swordsman's choice to confront him head-on at this moment was definitely seeking death.

So he raised the palm of his hand high and waved it down violently.

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Under the early morning light, silver-white silk threads cut through the air, cutting downwards with the light in the air, like five light blades made of light.

In front of him, Patricia immediately adjusted her body posture.

The moment he collided with the enemy, he swung his sword upwards diagonally.

Snapped--

The moment the sword blade collided with the silk thread, a hole was immediately ripped out of her long sword. However, before the sword body was completely cut off by the silk thread, the magic power attached to Patricia's sword began to take effect.

With alarming speed, the blue magic began to freeze the Cult Warlock's weapons.

Although the hard texture protected the sight from breaking, the icy cold air hindered its vibration and flexibility, directly fixing its shape into a waving posture.

What's even more unacceptable to the cult warlocks.

Not only was this cold magic power unavoidable, but it was also spreading towards his palms!

Combined with the sharp figure of Patricia who continued to charge towards me with a sword.

no doubt--

This is definitely a tense moment of life and death!

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