Are you worthy of saving the world?

But her identity could still be recognized. Cynthia knelt beside her and kept casting healing spells.

"Oh, I didn't expect that there were not only children but also elves on the carriage... Why did I make a mistake?"

In the night, stood a woman in a black robe.

His features could not be seen clearly beneath the hood, but his entire body was filled with a dense aura of magical energy.

Yuli stared at her with eyes almost bursting with fire, but he kept regulating his breathing and finally calmed himself down.

"I actually met two elves. I made a fortune tonight... Hehe, I'm so sorry for accidentally ruining your pretty face."

The woman in black robe did not stop Cynthia from treating Tia, but stood ten meters away and stared at them with cruel eyes.

When she saw Yuli rushing towards her, she showed an undisguised expression of disgust.

"Why are there more? I thought I had killed all the men and children. Men are not needed."

Hearing this, Cynthia turned around in shock: "Lord Yuri...!?"

The black-haired boy rushed in front of the two elves and pulled out the "Azure Queen". Without even turning his head, he shouted, "Cynthia, run first! Go to Walpurgis, I'll bring Tia over to meet you soon!"

Yuli didn't care about the witch hearing his destination. On the contrary, he said it deliberately to observe her reaction.

The woman in black robe raised her eyebrows: "Little ghost...how do you know..."

When she was halfway through asking the question, Yuli broke away from the moral principles and exerted force on his feet, attacking her like a gust of wind.

The divine surge wrapped around his body, and Yuri swung the engine sword with all his might, ready to chop at the black-robed woman who had not yet reacted.

However, she just casually raised a finger, and black flames shot out from her fingertips, forcing Yuri, who had not yet approached her, to retreat, and she also took several steps back.

"........."

Yuri noticed that after he used the Azure Queen to block the black flame missile, the movement surge attached to the sword disappeared.

This is……

The black-haired boy regrouped and shouted behind him: "Cynthia, why don't you run away?"

"No! I can't run away! I can't abandon Tia!" Cynthia's voice was filled with tears.

"Then come and help!"

"Hey...but..."

The blue-haired elf looked at the black-haired boy, then looked down at Tia, who was dying but still alive. After a brief hesitation, he gripped the wooden staff and stood up.

"You actually hurt Tia like this... I won't forgive you! I'll kill you!"

Cynthia's facial features were twisted with hatred. She raised her ash staff high, mobilized all her spiritual power, and prepared to launch the most powerful attack she could.

"Don't waste your spiritual energy! Don't get carried away! Buff me first!" Yuli's voice came from the front.

The black-haired boy held the sword in both hands, guarding against the witch in black robe.

"Oh...yes! I'm sorry!"

Cynthia's greatest strength is that she listens to advice.

Another advantage is that she possesses a talent as a spellcaster that is far beyond her rank.

After all, 2000 years later, after hard work, she finally became the strongest priest in the Elf Kingdom, second only to the "Holy Tree".

As Cynthia raised the ash staff above her head, white stardust began to gather upward from the forests on both sides of the road.

The migrants from the forest were forcibly recruited, blue-white arcs burst out in the air, and continuously poured into the black-haired boy's body.

The witch put one hand on her waist and looked at the two of them silently with a relaxed look, without taking the initiative to attack.

While Yuli was accepting the spiritual power that was continuously transmitted from Cynthia, he was thinking about how to fight against the strange black flame.

In a flash, Yuli had thought of a plan.

can win!

As long as I make good use of the information gap, even if my opponent is a witch with the power to destroy the world, I can still win! I can kill her!

The woman's smug smile beneath the black hood now looked like a sign of death to Yuri's cold golden eyes.

043 Salute to the legendary burn-resistant king!

On the border trail late at night, a woman in black robes broke the unbearable silence with one hand on her waist.

"You're going to Walpurgis? What are you going there for?"

Yuli did not respond, but concentrated on accepting the spiritual power and amplification spells that Cynthia continuously sent into him.

"Why don't you speak?" asked the witch.

"A dying person doesn't need to know so much." Yuli replied.

"What an arrogant little brat..."

The witch's forehead twitched slightly in irritation, but she did not flare up.

She always remained calm and graceful when facing opponents much weaker than herself.

To date, the woman has killed countless knights and priests.

Facing the clergy, her magic that can burn away everything is the natural enemy of the goddess's followers.

Idiot...Sacred arts are meaningless to me, can't you even understand this?

Sensing the explosive rise of the energy in the boy's body under the strengthening of the elven priest, the witch curled her lips, finding it extremely ridiculous.

"What I hate most is men who resist me. If you obey me and let me kill you, I might be able to give you a quick death.

But you actually dared to draw your sword against me... Hehe, don't worry, little brother, I won't let you die so easily." She threatened again.

Yuri snorted disdainfully.

For him, there is no distinction between a "happy death" and a "painful death".

There are only two possible outcomes: death or life.

Seeing that Yuli ignored her threat for a long time, the woman in black robe seemed a little impatient and provoked her again.

"Kid, you don't think you can challenge me with just two of you, do you?"

"You seem to have some misunderstanding, Auntie."

“…Auntie!?”

Under the bright moonlight, Yuri showed a cold smile full of murderous intent.

"You are the challenger!"

The black-haired villain took the initiative.

He stomped the ground hard and charged straight at the witch.

The young man burst out with strength and speed that completely surpassed his previous performance, avoiding the dozen or so magic wind blades thrown by the witch.

"—"

In a flash, Yuri approached the witch and swung the "Azure Queen" in his hand.

In the distance, Cynthia's heart was in her throat.

She knew very well that she and Yuli were no match for the woman in black robe in terms of fighting ability.

But the elf had been consumed by rage and hatred, and was determined to kill her no matter what. Not only that—

Cynthia seemed to sense some possibility from Yuli.

As the chief priestess of the Holy Tree Kingdom 2000 years later, her intuition has always been very accurate.

The woman in black robe did not retreat like the magician did when fighting the knight, but instead took the initiative to attack.

She kicked Yuri in the shoulder first.

The body strengthened by magic far exceeds that of a first-level knight in both strength and speed.

"Well……!"

The young man felt pain in his shoulder and groaned, but still did not retreat. Instead, he adjusted his stance and continued to swing at the witch.

A flash of silver light, as beautiful as moonlight.

The sharp blade of the Azure Queen was blocked by some invisible barrier before it could get close.

It's some kind of high-level defensive magic.

It was precisely because of this that she dared to use magic to strengthen her body and then engage in close combat with Yuri.

Hiss—!

The woman in black robe spread out her five fingers, and her sharp nails brushed against Yuli's nose.

She seemed quite determined to destroy Yuli's face, which was more beautiful than a woman's.

This arrogance allowed Yuri to take the initiative in close combat.

The fight lasted for more than half a minute. When Yuri gradually suppressed her, black flames appeared on the palm of the black-robed woman again.

She planned to end the game and kill Yuri seriously.

And Yuli also knew that his chance to kill the witch had come.

The Child of Prophecy, who was familiar with the History of the Tenri Church, had already realized the origin of this magic when he first saw her use it.

The black-robed woman is good at using magic that was created 500 years later.

Around the year 10500 of the Holy Calendar, the magician resistance movement reached its peak.

In order to fight against fate, magicians who were suppressed by the church began to develop special magic for the knights and priests of the Church.

Born in this context is the magic used by the woman in black robes:

The movement surge is ignited through the principle of magic transformation.

The more the opponent is entangled with divine energy, the more miserable the flames will burn, and it will never stop.

A true "anti-sacred special attack", the fifth-level magic, "Fire of Calamity".

Relying on the power of chaos that transcends her time, the witch has killed several high-ranking knights.

But she didn't know -