"What is this?"
The boy's suddenly surging magic power made Borg's heart sound a dangerous alarm. Before he could figure it out, Rayn's right arm swung from bottom to top. The crimson magic, rendered by the armguard, fell to the ground like a surging crimson flame. Like a shark lurking underground, it rushed towards Borg with lightning speed. The fallen leaves along the way were directly crushed by the magic, revealing a straight ditch.
Borg pushed off with his knees and quickly dodged, at the same time looking at Rayn's position. This straightforward move would definitely not be a killing blow.
But...
Even though Borg had anticipated it, he couldn't react in time. By the time his gaze moved to the front, the boy's figure had already appeared. His slightly lowered body was like a coiled spring ready to be released.
"He's so fast!"
His pupils shrank to the size of a pinprick, and Borg's mind was in turmoil. The giant axe he used to be proud of had now become a limitation. Even though he saw Rayn preparing to attack, he couldn't immediately swing the axe at its peak speed. Before he could swing his axe, that thing would tear him apart first.
No matter how much Borg thought in his mind, time did not stop for him. Rayn's deep red hand armor turned into claws, the sharp fingertips tearing through the air.
"Ooh."
A melodious flute sound was heard, but Rayn didn't feel anything wrong.
"Hiss."
At the same time, his ears faintly heard the sound of something breaking through the air. The attack stopped directly, and his figure began to retreat. A few white threads, like spider silk, came down from above and went directly into the ground. The white threads crisscrossed like a spider web.
If he hadn't dodged just now, even if he wasn't pierced by the threads, he would be bound now. Borg immediately realized that Lyle was attacking and seized the opportunity to attack. He took a step forward and swung his giant axe down. His whole body's muscles tensed and directly tore the linen short sleeves.
This time, the force was stronger than any of the previous ones. Rayn also noticed Borg's pursuit. Facing the falling axe blade, his magic flowed crazily. The magic with the nature of a dragon made his body completely surpass that of an ordinary person, and under the effect of 'boost', it became like a monster. It was a level that ordinary mages could not train to.
The moment he landed, his legs were one in front of the other, like a support for a cannon. The clenched fist was like a cannonball coming out of its barrel, swinging towards the falling axe blade without any intention of dodging.
In an instant, the blood-red giant axe and the deep red fist collided with a bang.
"Clang!"
The clang of metal colliding echoed through the forest. A powerful impact shot out in a ring from the point of contact. The accumulated fallen leaves were directly torn to shreds, and some flew around like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.
The ground under Rayn's feet was already full of cracks, and both his feet were sunk into the ground. The strong shock made Rayn feel his blood surge, becoming even hotter. A feeling of being pressed pain appeared on both his skin and bones. But this pain did not make Rayn have any thought of retreating. Instead, it made his emotions even more excited, his mouth grinning exaggeratedly, showing a crazy smile.
Borg's figure also retreated a few steps under the aftershock. Both his arms were also numb, and the axe was thrown high up. The smooth axe blade was already dented a bit, and there were even faint cracks appearing.
"Boom!"
The crimson magic hit a tree and made a loud noise. A lot of debris immediately flew around. The barrel-thick tree gradually collapsed with a creaking sound.
However, no one in the field paid attention to this change, because the green-robed man who was originally standing above had already landed on the ground. His remaining subordinates also went to support Laxus.
And on the tree that the dark guild members did not see, a small figure shuttled through the tree in the sound of the tree collapsing and breaking. It quickly landed in the vine house.
"Lyle?" Borg looked at his axe with heartache, and then looked at the man beside him.
"Finish it quickly," the green-robed man called Lyle said coldly with a long flute in his hand. But Rayn clearly noticed that his gaze was on his right arm, like a mouse seeing cheese, full of fiery greed.
"Heh," Rayn's heart immediately understood. After he used 'boost', he saw the source of the change, so he had the idea of snatching the Boosted Gear. Rayn was not surprised by this. After all, the change was so obvious, it would be strange if he couldn't see it. But thinking of the flute sound just now, his gaze fell on the flute in his hand.
"Was that sound from him?" Although nothing happened just now, Rayn didn't think he was playing the flute for fun, even though he was wearing a green robe.
"Brat, that green guy's magic is to control people's minds. Some of the kids were probably controlled by him to leave the village on their own," Ddraig's majestic, low voice sounded, explaining what had happened just now.
"But with me here, that won't have much of an effect on you."
The voice was calm, but it was full of a reliable sense of security. The resentments she suppressed were the resentments of the successive hosts of the Sacred Gear. Those things were much stronger than that person's magic, so how could it affect Rayn?
"Is that so? You're really reliable," Rayn praised Ddraig in his heart. His figure immediately began to build up power, his sharp gaze fixed on the two people opposite him.
"I'll finish you in seven seconds!"
Before his voice had finished, the dust immediately flew up. His figure streaked across a distance of more than ten meters like a shooting arrow.
Borg was helpless. This was the first time he didn't want to fight an enemy head-on. After the collision just now, his axe had already shown signs of damage. If it happened a few more times, it would probably break directly. Without this axe, he would have even less of a chance to fight.
But Rayn had already launched an attack, so he could only bite the bullet and go on.
"Seven seconds!" Lyle's voice came from his side.
"He should only be able to maintain this state for seven seconds. As long as we exceed this time, we can easily deal with this brat!"
"I understand!" Borg's eyes suddenly lit up, and an excited smile appeared on his face. If it was just seven seconds, with Lyle's cooperation, it would not be difficult to hold on.
However, Borg did not see the doubt in Lyle's eyes behind him.
"Strange... my magic just now didn't seem to have any effect on him?"
"Is it related to that magic tool?"
Thinking this in his heart, Lyle did not tell Borg. If that guy knew, he would definitely fight with him for it. Lyle did not find this strange at all. What's more, Borg was a holder-type mage, so he would be even more eager for that kind of self-enhancing magic tool.
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