His body, enhanced by magic after training, was as hard as bronze and iron. However, a few seconds earlier, he had suffered a slight loss because he was not yet able to adapt to the enemy Philsa's sudden increase in movement speed.
"The one who led the kingdom to its destruction is indeed not to be underestimated!" Fan steadied himself and once again adopted his own style of martial arts, which resembled a dragon and tiger.
Philsa gave his enemy no chance to speak, brandishing his twin swords and charging forward, followed immediately by a sword dance.
With the help of the wind, he teleported forward a short distance and swung his twin swords in an upward cross slash.
The two swords did indeed strike something—but there was no real sense of impact—the red jacket, cut into four pieces, flew and scattered, and apart from that, the blades did not touch anything else.
Before being struck, Fan threw his red jacket forward, using it as a cover to leap into the air.
The moment Fan counterattacked, he unleashed the fire magic within his body, letting it expand until even the gauntlets on his arms were pierced by flames erupting from his fists. The metal gauntlets shattered into fragments.
At that moment, a mark that burned brightly on Van's bare right arm surprised Felsa.
The appearance of this mark instantly gathered all the fire magic power in the vicinity, transforming it into the source of the master's magic power. The master's entire body was now wrapped in the energy of flames, like a demon king of asuras awakening from a fiery hell.
"This is the emblem of the Fiery Hell, formed from my resentment!"
The energy swirled and condensed within the emblem, which gradually changed from crimson to bright white.
Van's fiery fist plummeted like a soaring dragon, giving the enemy no time to think or dodge.
"You actually... have that too..."
It seemed that the meteor fist, along with the dazzling sparks generated by its violent friction with the air, was about to engulf Philsa.
Moreover, he didn't have time to prepare for actions like defense or evasion.
"Phosphorescence of Ice—"
From Philsa's mind, her own unique imprint flashed. No need for powerful incantations, no need for elaborate poses, just her consciousness—
Once the thought of "wanting to use the emblem" arises in one's mind, the emblem can be released in less than a millisecond.
The intersecting ice pillars stood between their fists, preventing the Brahma Meteor Flame Fist from getting any closer.
The special ice pillars generated by "ice phosphorescence" are not afraid of the erosion of flames and completely ignore the fire fist.
In contrast, the nearby rubble and bricks were scorched red by the intense heat brought by Brahma, making the surrounding area resemble a crimson hell.
Only the area where Firza stood remained intact, protected by the coat of arms.
The fiery red light gradually weakened, and the raging flames on Fan's body were actually swallowed up by the chilling aura of "Ice Phosphorescence"!
This was a golden opportunity to counterattack. Firsa reacted swiftly, and before Van could even realize what he was about to do, he used his mind to activate the emblem, causing the ice pillar to expand and explode.
The scattered, invisible shockwaves blew the Brahma away.
Philsa had the upper hand in the fierce battle. At this moment, he wanted to rush forward, leap and add a downward slash to prevent his enemy from falling freely, but instead cut him down.
With the current blessing of both "Wind Breath" and the Ice Emblem, he is fully capable of performing this sword technique.
Today we will slay the enemy before us.
But as he raised the ice sword and took a step forward, something strange happened.
Philsa's movements froze and stopped for a moment.
Suddenly everything went black. The sword, which had been so light it was almost weightless, suddenly became incredibly heavy.
The weight wasn't from the sword in his hand, but from his arm itself.
At this moment, Philsa clearly felt that the demonic veins within his body had solidified and ceased to exist.
The Ice and Flame Twin Swords, having lost the power to sustain them, reverted to their single-sword form.
The azure radiance on his body gradually faded, and his emblem dimmed into a deep blue.
He couldn't even breathe until the demonic veins started flowing again.
—The demonic veins have begun to reverse! The vision before us has turned from pitch black to blood red.
The demonic energy had spiraled out of control. Philsa knelt on one knee, trembling all over, writhing in agony, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, the surroundings were engulfed in rekindled flames, and the scene returned to the color of a fiery inferno...
Philsa lowered his head and held his forehead with his hand, pointing his sword haphazardly ahead.
He couldn't sense the enemy's demonic aura at all—to be precise, he felt as if the enemy's demonic aura was coming from all directions. At this moment, he had actually lost the ability to judge demons that he had once been so proud of!
He reminded himself that he had to stay calm, stay calm. But just as he thought that, danger struck, and it was too late.
A fist was embedded in his abdomen, his abdominal muscles almost torn apart. The searing pain seemed to burn down to his ribs. The victim coughed up a large amount of blood, which stained the attacker's arm.
The force of the fiery punch sent Philsa flying several meters away, out of sight. Having taken this punch, which had almost required Van's full strength, Philsa was either dead or severely injured.
For Brahma, victory was already imminent.
Van glanced at the enemy's blood stained his arm. He felt utterly disgusted by Alphonse's blood, so he casually picked up a torn piece of his jacket and wiped it clean without leaving a trace.
"The next punch will take your heart!"
Van threw down the rag and prepared to chase after Firsa and deliver the final blow.
He looked around—and in the blink of an eye, there was nothing but flames and rubble.
He had been careless—Firza had vanished without a trace. But given his injuries, he was practically incapable of even standing up, let alone escaping.
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