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Eileen charged forward again.

At this moment, Amelia's expression also became serious.

'Eileen could have easily fought Vincent at a leisurely pace, so why did she choose such an aggressive approach of trading blows? Although she has blood-activating healing abilities, it's still too dangerous.'

Amelia pursed her lips, somewhat worried about Eileen's condition.

Trading injury for injury is a very dangerous fighting tactic, but it must be admitted that it is a very effective fighting method.

Before long, Eileen and Vincent exchanged many more injuries, leaving Vincent covered in blood and looking extremely disheveled, while she herself only had her clothes stained with mud and was still agile.

Chapter 109 Her name is Dandelion

Vincent sensed that something was wrong.

He had endured many of Erin's attacks, and his body was covered in wounds and bleeding profusely. But there was no reason for her to appear so relaxed as she had at the beginning.

Each of his attacks was amplified with power, enough to kill an ordinary person on the spot. Such attacks, which were hitting the opponent continuously, should have seriously injured him. So why was the opponent still alive and kicking?

'Does she possess healing abilities?'

Vincent quickly realized this.

Those who believe in the Sword of the God of War possess the abilities of both the sword and their physical constitution, so it is not surprising that they have the ability to heal themselves.

Vincent's heart sank at this thought.

He knew he had fallen into an extremely bad situation, and if things continued like this, he would surely be defeated.

Fortunately, he has only shown two abilities so far in the battle: Power Enhancement and Thunder Dance. He still has two abilities that he has not used. This is his chance to turn the tide and win in one fell swoop.

Although the opponent also has one ability that they haven't used yet, they've revealed more of it than I have.

The ability to heal oneself.

The power of sword energy.

And his jumping ability has clearly been enhanced.

When it comes to having more cards to play, there's no doubt that you have more!

As these thoughts flashed through Vincent's mind, Eileen charged forward again, her longsword gleaming silver as it cut through the cold wind and aimed directly at his face.

Vincent was used to Eileen's attacks. He dodged to the side while swinging his spiked club.

Heavy blow!

Vincent unleashed a new ability, and the entire spiked club seemed to be covered with a layer of luster, its lethality increasing significantly compared to before.

"Come on, let's continue this cycle of injury for injury. Take one of my heavy blows, and you'll suffer ten times the damage as before!"

Vincent's eyes revealed anticipation.

Just when he thought Eileen would continue to trade blows with him, Eileen suddenly pushed off with her feet and nimbly retreated, thus avoiding his attack.

Vincent was taken aback.

Did the opponent realize that this attack was different from the previous ones? But compared to the previous attacks, the only difference was that the weapon looked shinier. How could that be discerned?

Or is it just a coincidence?

Vincent wasn't quite sure, so he simply charged towards Eileen.

Eileen charged forward again, engaging Vincent in a rapid exchange of blows. Their weapons clashed from time to time, the crisp sounds echoing across the battlefield.

Wherever the two went, dust flew up and cold light shone everywhere.

After another few moments of collision, Vincent's expression turned somewhat grim.

He discovered that Eileen could indeed see the change in the color of his weapon when he used a heavy attack. Every time he used a heavy attack, his opponent would choose to dodge, and only when he did not use a heavy attack would his opponent feel safe to collide with him.

Why is this person so perceptive?

Since we can't outmaneuver the opponent, we have no choice but to unleash our full power and leave them with no way to escape!

"Thunderbird!"

Vincent shouted, and lightning gathered above his head, quickly transforming into a giant bird that flapped its wings and flew towards Eileen. He himself rushed up after the lightning bird as it took flight.

Heavy blow!

Thunderous chaos!

Vincent unleashed his full power at once, charging forward amidst the thunder.

Eileen watched silently as Vincent approached.

The other party got scared.

Eileen's keen combat experience made her realize that her opponent was feeling afraid at this moment, afraid of failure, afraid of losing everything, so she started to fight desperately.

She thought of what she had learned about combat in the kingdom.

It is foolish to let the enemy get what they want; the true essence of battle is to make the enemy unable to obtain what they desire.

The former is about stepping into the enemy's rhythm, while the latter is about taking control of the rhythm yourself.

In the previous battles, Eileen had been in control of the rhythm of the fight, so she was mostly unharmed, while Vincent had suffered serious injuries and lost a lot of blood.

We must still keep the pace in our own hands.

Since the other party is determined to fight to the death, we naturally cannot let them have their way.

With that thought in mind, Eileen bent her leg and sprang up, leaping lightly to a more distant location.

Vincent charged at him again.

Seeing this, Eileen remained calm and unhurried, then leaped over Vincent's head and landed behind him, creating distance once again.

Vincent turned and charged.

Eileen did the same thing.

Eileen had complete control of the rhythm.

The scene at this moment was like a cat playing with a mouse, leaving countless people holding their breath.

A person's aura cannot last forever; over time, the aura that has been built up will dissipate.

Vincent was like that. When he wanted to fight Eileen to the death but could not reach her, his energy and spirit were constantly draining away. After failing several times, he had to stop.

"You idiot, is all you can do is run away? Do you dare to confront me head-on?" Vincent said angrily, his voice sounding both angry and anxious.

He never expected things to turn out this way. In his mind, victory should have been his, instead of being led by the nose by his opponent.

In such a situation, you will fail, and failure means losing everything!

Thinking of this, Vincent became anxious and subconsciously took a few more steps toward Eileen, but after only a few steps, he felt dizzy and his body swayed.

“Too much blood loss!” Eileen finally spoke, her voice cold and clear: “Then, the battle can end.”

Eileen kept tearing open Vincent's wounds, causing him to bleed continuously. With so many wounds bleeding for so long, even a high-ranking apostle like Vincent couldn't withstand it.

When a person loses too much health, their body becomes weak, making it impossible to fight.

This is exactly the result Eileen needed!

Without hesitation, she moved directly toward Vincent, whose face immediately turned ugly.

He wanted to avoid the limelight for a while, but before he could take a few steps back, Eileen caught up with him.

Eileen's speed was consistently higher than Vincent's.

The rhythm of the battle was always in Eileen's hands.

The outcome was actually predetermined the moment Eileen appeared.

"Whoosh!"

Eileen swept past Vincent like a gust of wind, her sword as cold as her eyes, slicing through Vincent's body.

"how so?"

Vincent stared wide-eyed, standing there in disbelief.

The next moment, his head rolled off his neck and tumbled several times on the ground.

As Vincent's head hit the ground, a huge uproar erupted throughout the stadium!

Vincent is dead!

The generals and soldiers who followed Vincent were all ashen-faced at the sight, feeling as if all their strength had been drained away.

When Verna's side saw this, they instinctively burst into cheers.

Won!

They won!

Amelia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This battle still worried her somewhat, especially since Eileen and Vincent had initially traded blows. But regardless, the final result brought her relief.

After the battle ended, Eileen turned around and walked back.

With her return, countless eyes fell upon her, instinctively wanting to investigate and understand her, after all, she was the one who had killed Vincent, the high-ranking apostle and the eldest prince of the Duchy of Luban, in full view of everyone.

Everyone was curious about what kind of face was hidden under that mask.

Ignoring all gazes and stares, Eileen stood beside Amelia.

“The matter has been resolved. It’s enough to leave the rest to you,” Amelia said to Verna.

Verna, who had been looking at Eileen, snapped out of her reverie upon hearing Amelia's words and immediately nodded: "No problem, leave everything to me."

Vincent is dead.

The last obstacle to Verna's ambition to become Grand Duchess had disappeared. Even if some obstacles remained, they were no longer a threat. Her ambition was now firmly established, and this outcome made Verna appear triumphant, her eyes brighter than ever before.

Finally, I'm about to reach the height I've always dreamed of!

The vast Duchy of Luban will all be under her control!

Amelia didn't linger around any longer and turned to leave with Eileen and Nicole.

As she passed by Daphne, she saw Daphne staring blankly at Eileen, and realized that the strength Eileen had displayed had probably shocked Daphne.