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Then, Angos saw Blacklett's claws grab Rebecca's smooth ankle and throw her heavily onto the roof.

“Huh!? This guy is sacrificing his own body? Even if it means his claws are cut off, he still wants to touch my Rebecca?”

Angos looked at Heilite's arm that was cut into several pieces, but there was no happy expression on his face at all.

Because Blacklett's arm healed quickly and grew a new arm again, his idea became so ridiculous at this moment.

Indeed, most people would not touch Rebecca's body if they saw it could chop everything into pieces, but Heilite was not an ordinary person. It didn't matter if his arm was cut off, he could recover by drinking a bottle of healing potion.

Watching Blacklett pounce on Rebecca from the sky, colliding with her sharp claws and dagger, and summoning vines or spikes from time to time, Angers glanced at Weilin not far away, and summoned the magic command spell under his horse-head short staff.

His actions did not escape Blacklet's eyes.

"Roar!"

Blacklett, in the form of a wolf druid, roared at Rebecca in front of him, and Rebecca was knocked back a few steps.

The natural command spells all over Blacklett's body glowed. He drew two deep scratches under his feet with his hands and swung them towards Angeshi in mid-air.

When the flames released by Angos just appeared around Weilin, Blacklett's claw wind came and tore the flames apart.

Weilin was safe, but before Blacklett could breathe a sigh of relief, Rebecca's dagger was already swung at her.

Black Light raised his arm to block the attack. The dagger cut a deep wound on Black Light's arm that was visible to the bone. However, Black Light was not in the mood to care about this. His other claw pressed on the wall beside him.

As the natural command seal on Black Light flashed with light, rows of spikes broke out of the ground in front of Black Light. Rebecca, who was about to chase, retreated quickly, but the spikes were not aimed at her.

The spikes shot up into the sky and attacked Anges, who was about to continue releasing magic spells at Weilin in mid-air. Looking at the spikes that suddenly appeared below, Anges could only withdraw the magic spell that had not yet been activated to dodge.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Blacklett drank a bottle of recovery potion, and the wound on his arm and the magic power he had just consumed were instantly healed.

At this time, Rebecca also swung her sword to cut off the spikes in front of her, and waved the cold light straight towards Black Light's head.

Black Light did not dodge or evade. When the dagger in Rebecca's hand pierced his neck, he held the blade with his claws, and with the other claw he retaliated by slashing at Rebecca's slender neck.

Rebecca did not have the same life-threatening awareness as Blacklett. She gave up the dagger and retreated quickly, but Blacklett's claws still left deep scratches on her chest.

"Bangdang..."

Black Light threw the dagger around his neck at his feet, swung the claw stained with his own blood, and the magic spell flashed again. The blood from the claws turned into vicious wolves that pounced on Rebecca in front of him.

Rebecca quickly pulled out a sword from under her skirt and fought against the wolves in front of her.

At this time Blacklett dived into the vines beside him. When he appeared again, he was in front of Weilin. All the sharp ice cones released by Angesh fell on him.

Weilin was unharmed, but Heilite was riddled with wounds.

He took out the potion and stuffed it into his mouth. Blacklett's wounds had not healed yet when he had to fight against Rebecca who was chasing him. Angos would not attack Blacklett, but he did not stop attacking Weilin.

With the help of the potion, Blacklet barely blocked the attack of two stage six warriors.

Chapter 110 Stage Blessing Messenger

Weilin saw everything at this time.

Standing on the ancient tree altar, she could overlook the entire city of Auckland.

Putting aside the battle between Silas and the elven rebels and Baron Weiss, or the Duchess standing in the square and glaring at her, at this moment, Weilin kept her eyes on Blacklet.

Her heart was filled with self-blame and unspeakable heartache and guilt. Seeing Blacklett covered in bruises while trying to protect her, Weilin felt as if her heart was pierced with bleeding holes.

Although Weilin wanted to tell Helette not to fight so hard, she was speechless at the moment.

The promotion ceremony had not yet ended, and Weilin was unable to move at all. She could only watch as Blacklett's blood splattered at her feet.

If Blacklett had not met him, he would not have suffered so much pain. With his abilities, he would definitely be able to find a safe place and wait for everything to end.

This thought couldn't help but arise in Weilin's mind.

At this time, Blacklet was pierced through the chest again by the sword in the maid's hand, and the little boy's magic also submerged his figure.

Every second at this moment seemed so long to Weilin.

The Duchess sent an invitation to Helett, and she was willing to guarantee Helett's safety, but Helett refused because of herself.

It was for his own sake that he worked day and night to make potions, not only for himself but also for Silas and the others. It was because of Blacklet that Silas and the half-elf rebels were able to survive to this day. It was not an exaggeration to say so.

Finally, Weilin felt that her body could move again, and the magic power in her body broke through to the sixth stage.

The effects of the promotion ceremony began to gradually disappear, and the ancient tree altar was also withering rapidly. At this moment, Weilin could easily control the breath of every elf half-blood or human in the "Blessing Flower Show" ceremony.

Weilin was promoted to the sixth stage, the "blessing messenger" of the elf hybrids, and had the power to control the "blessing flower show" ceremony.

"Heilite!"

As soon as she regained her freedom, Weilin quickly rushed towards Blacklett.

At this time, Blacklett's abdomen was being torn open by the battle axe in the maid's hand. Weilin raised her hand, and suddenly a tree turned into a treeman guard and swept towards the maid and sent her flying.

Seeing this, the little boy in mid-air activated the Fire Command Spell, and level six fire magic appeared around Weilin.

However, when Weilin raised her hand, a magic spell appeared on the back of her hand.

When the sixth-level magic was activated, petals appeared around Weilin and wrapped her up. When the flames dissipated, a flower bud appeared in the same place.

The flower bud slowly fell in front of Blacklet, and the petals opened, revealing Weilin's unharmed figure.

Hugging the bloody Black Light, Weilin glared at the little boy in the air. Suddenly, the plants on all sides grew sharp thorns and poked at the little boy.

Even fire magic could not cause any damage to these thorns. When a thorn was about to pierce Angos, Rebecca appeared in front of the little boy.

Rebecca was instantly pierced by the thorns and turned into a hedgehog, and the tree guard also raised its huge roots and hit the maid and the little boy on the head.

Looking at these unstoppable thorn spikes and treeman guards, Angos looked back at Blacklett, a puzzled smile appeared on his face, and he turned around and quickly retreated with the maid.

Seeing the two people running away when they couldn't win, Weilin tried to chase them, but Hei Lei pulled Weilin back.

"Velin, don't be impulsive. My injuries are not serious and can be healed by drinking potions. Our biggest threat is the Duchess, and she is able to move now."

After pouring a bottle of potion into his mouth, Blacklett reminded Weilin and the Duchess of their existence.

Weilin's promotion ceremony has ended, and the "Blessing Flower Show" ceremony has been completely controlled by Weilin. The Duchess cannot obtain any magic power and life energy.

Helett could well imagine that the angry Duchess would take revenge on them next.

The effect of the level six potion he drank was fading, and he needed some time to recover. It was not a good time to chase after the two stage six who wanted to leave.

Otherwise, it might be the three stage-sixes of the Duchess who will deal with his half and Weilin's one stage-six.

Three to one and a half, not worth it.

Blacklett didn't care about his injuries. The wolf-type druid transformed by the sixth-level potion had strong vitality. It looked like he was beaten badly but in fact, they were only superficial injuries. Blacklett had been using potions to control his blood volume and keep it above half.

At this time, the wounds on his body had healed, but they just looked scary.

"...Okay, I understand. I'll listen to you, Blacklet."

Although she was somewhat reluctant to let go of the maid and the little boy who had hurt Blacklet so badly, Weilin did not want to go against Blacklet's wishes.

She could only stare at the other person's back, clench her fists, and engrave the appearance of the maid and the little boy in her mind.

They must pay for it and feel ten or a hundred times the pain that Heilite suffered.

At this time, Anges and Rebecca didn't care about it at all. Anges sat on the balcony chair of the lord's villa with a relaxed look on his face, took a sip of red wine to moisten his throat.

"Um, Master Angus, we won't be punished by the Master of the Ninth Seat for doing this, right?"

Seeing that Angos had left Blacklett and Weilin behind and came back, Mattia and the other three asked with some uneasiness.

"Punishment? Punishment for what? We have tried our best. Didn't you see how we beat Blacklet? It's not that easy to kill him. After all, he also has some ability to resurrect or serve as a substitute."

"Although he doesn't seem to remember me now, and his magic power has dropped from stage 6 to stage 4, he is still not that easy to kill."

"Or do you three want to fight Blacklet to the death? To help the Ninth Seat share the burden?"

Angos' words made the trio shut up immediately. They didn't want to go to war with a perverted guy like Blacklett.

The question just now was just to test Angus' attitude.

Since Angos really doesn't want to fight Blacklet seriously, then the three of them don't have to face Blacklet.

Even though Blacklett's magic power is only at stage four at this moment, he can use level six potions.

Facing Angus and Rebecca, both of them remained undefeated. This was already terrifying enough. Which Stage 4 could achieve this level? Who knew what other magic potions Black Light had?

Black Light's fighting method has changed, but it's still just as perverted. Although the trio is at stage five, they dare not show up in front of Black Light, for fear of being killed instantly again.

This time, they have nothing to save their lives.

"I have followed the instructions of the Ninth Seat. I did try to stop the other party, but the other party is very strong and there is nothing I can do. Our Ninth Seat will handle the rest of the battle on his own."

Looking at the Duchess standing in the square, emitting an ominous aura and extremely angry.

Angos didn't want to admit it, but the Ninth Duchess of the Hermit Society was more powerful and terrifying than him. He was now looking forward to how Blacklett would defeat the Ninth Duchess.

Although the Duchess is at stage six, she has been lurking in the city of Auckland for hundreds of years, absorbing the magic and life energy of the elf hybrids for hundreds of years not just to maintain her own body and appearance.

He knew that the Duchess had been raising a terrible creature, and Angos had seen that horrible creature with his own eyes.

If Helette and the Duchess died together, it would undoubtedly be the best outcome for Angos. Even if that was not the case, Helette's death would be something Angos would welcome.

If the Ninth Duchess died, it would have nothing to do with Angus.

Therefore, Angos was very happy that he was not the one fighting against Blacklet.

Chapter 111 Stage BOSS

Auckland City.

The original festive atmosphere has now disappeared, and the black flowers all over the city have withered.

The citizens and half-elfs who came to participate in the festival had retreated into the buildings, while Baron Vess and the Templar Knights were still fighting with Silas' half-elf rebels.

However, their fight could not be compared with the fight between Blacklett and two stage sixes just now, nor was it as oppressive as the confrontation between the two sides in mid-air at this moment.

"Little guy, did you choose this little girl? I am so sad that I want to bite off your ear with my own hands. If you come over and comfort me now, I may forgive you."

The sexy and expensive evening gown fluttered in the air. The charming and enchanting Duchess pursed her red lips and cast a resentful look at Blacklett beside Weilin.

Just what she said, I have no doubt it was a threat.

Hei Lai Te didn't have time to speak at this time, Weilin beside him had already helped Hei Lai Te to reply.

"Disgusting old woman, don't threaten Blacklet here. He is my lover. I will protect him and never let him get hurt again!"