"I didn't expect someone like you to acknowledge a master."
A cold light flashed in Mathers's eyes. His whole body floated up, and he said coldly:
"In that case, I'll use some effort and kill you all."
Hum!
Cold killing intent spread. Terrifying magic power surged. The entire mountain forest began to visibly shake.
Earth and rocks surged in all directions, as if moving with Roswaal's will.
Roswaal's overt identity was the current head of the Mathers Family.
But in reality, he was a monster who had lived for four hundred years.
The accumulation of countless years...
His magical attainment was worthy of being called terrifying.
In terms of humans alone...
There were very few in this world who could surpass him.
With killing intent in his heart, Roswaal's attack was merciless.
Hum!
Silently.
The entire mountain forest was filled with black mist, as if you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.
A strange power...
Drifted with the black mist, spreading in all directions.
[Origin: 1006]
Seeing this, Ayato nodded.
This was dark magic he had never seen before, and its power was considerable.
It probably had the ability to block vision and create illusions.
"Master, do you want me to act?"
Kuroka spoke. "His strength is not weak."
"No need. Elsa can handle him."
As they spoke, Elsa had already moved.
Chii!
Her curved sword swung, slashing attacks crisscrossed, directly tearing through the earth while sweeping away the surrounding black mist.
At almost the same time.
Roswaal's aura changed. He raised both hands, and an enormous ice block fell from the sky.
The ice block was like a meteor, carrying an unparalleled impact force.
Boom!
Elsa raised her sword and swung it towards the sky. Upon the sudden collision, she had already cut the ice block apart.
"What?"
Seeing this, a look of surprise appeared in Roswaal's eyes.
She had successively defeated his combined magical attacks.
And so effortlessly.
This woman was simply a monster.
Whoosh!
As he thought, Elsa's sharp killing intent had already descended.
Realizing the other's strength, she unhesitatingly activated her Balance Breaker.
In an instant.
Crimson armor covered her entire body.
An earth-shaking aura shot straight into the sky.
Her Balance Breaker was the most common Reinforcement type.
What it enhanced was the most basic destructive power.
Crack!
With a swing of her sword, a terrifying slashing attack cut through the earth, splitting the distant forest in two.
Facing this, Roswaal's body was surrounded by gentle wind, dodging by a hair's breadth.
But his long hair was swept away.
Cold sweat broke out on Roswaal's forehead.
If he got cut, he would definitely die.
"Quick reactions."
Elsa smiled coldly and swung her sword again.
Dodge it once, but could she dodge it every time?
Chii! Chii! Chii!
Elsa was originally a genius; otherwise, she couldn't have stood out in the Assassin's Organization.
Especially when it came to killing people, she had a natural talent.
After becoming a Devil, she was growing rapidly.
She swung her sword again and again.
Each swing seemed plain, but it was continuously compressing Roswaal's living space.
It was like a prey falling into a spider's web, only able to struggle futilely.
"Cunning woman, you think I'll do as you wish?"
Roswaal roared. Magic power surged crazily. One hand slammed hard onto the ground.
Rumble!
The surrounding earth began to shake violently.
As if the earth itself was moving, a large amount of water surged from underground, carrying the earth, crushing towards Elsa.
Water and earth mixed.
As if turning into mud.
And there were traces of other magic within, as if to completely engulf Elsa.
"The magic of this world..."
Koneko blinked and murmured softly, "Seems a bit different from ours."
"There are indeed some differences."
Ayato explained. "The magic of this world only has six basic attributes: fire, earth, wind, water, darkness, and light."
"The other attributes are all evolved from these. For example, ice, in this world, is actually fire magic."
"How strange." Koneko looked thoughtful.
Crack! Crack!
At this moment.
Under the gaze of Ayato and the three women, the surrounding huge waves had been cut into countless pieces, then burst apart.
"This woman..."
Roswaal's pupils contracted, but he had no time to think.
Because Elsa was getting closer.
The next moment.
The two sides clashed again.
The collision of magic and curved sword rose and fell.
Elsa's movements grew faster and faster; her tactics never changed.
Roswaal retreated repeatedly, somewhat flustered.
Cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Elsa's surging killing intent made him tremble with fear.