Black fire?

Hearing the name of the thing, Gerald turned and ran, without any hesitation or hesitation.

Gerald himself knew how powerful they were......

Because this batch of black fire was sold by Gerald to Viscount Barb.

As expected, the door was opened from within. A thin young man holding a black fire bucket in his right hand and a lighted torch in his left hand wanted to rush out with a confused and angry expression.

He had no idea how the other party was aware of the problem.

Considering Gerald's ability to mind control, the stray child made a big circle of vision. Without being noticed by anyone in the Viscount's Palace, it took him more than half an hour to carefully circle back to the door.

But he was still discovered!

"Wait, don't run—"

But the child had just opened the door.

The mind-controlled guard did not hesitate, aimed at the black fire barrel in the child's hand, and shot it out!

The high-speed spinning buckshot hit the barrel full of black fire without any suspense at a distance of less than ten meters!

Boom ————!!

The air wave is agitated.

The scorching heat roared, and a huge ball of fire erupted, engulfing the child and the guards who shot at the same time!

But that's just the beginning.

At the moment of the explosion of the flames, the temperature in the air began to rise abnormally.

Immediately afterward, the barrels of black fire buried nearby were also ignited.

Earthfire exploded like a fountain!

Viscous dark brown flames erupted, bursting in the air and shattering into countless tiny droplets, which attached to the building and continued to burn.

Flames of terrifying black smoke surged from all directions, completely igniting the Viscount's Mansion in an instant!

The explosion followed by an explosion, igniting a new flame, condensing into a dense line of fire - if you looked down from above, you could clearly see two rapidly spreading fiery snakes spreading outward, enveloping the entire courtyard.

“…… Scold. ”

Gerald looked at the black fire that was burning in front of his eyes and obscuring the last passage, and stopped with some regret.

Still five seconds late.

If that person hadn't opened the door in such a hurry, but had been killed inside the door five seconds later, the time would have been just right.

He was just able to escape unharmed.

Instead of being trapped in such a narrow space, you enter the wide streets...... Enter the home environment where he can borrow his strength at will and control people's hearts on a large scale.

The trick that Gerald didn't even see his face clearly, although it seemed to be useless, bought time with his own life.

"Salvatore, you're scheming on me!"

Standing in the midst of the fire, he fearlessly shouted, "And you—

"You fake, impostor! Come out, all of you! ”

Only Gerald knew that this batch of black fire was actually defective.

It is not a transformation of the famous wizard Benjamin, but just a nominal product...... It's the kind of product that says "Maker: Benjamin", but it's actually the defective product that his apprentices are responsible for OEM.

However, for some special reasons, it is worth more than the real thing.

Black fire is a very unstable and dangerous transformational creation - not only in high temperatures, but also in violent impact or vibration, it can cause an explosion. It is often used to siege a city, defend it, or to stop an opposing cavalry from charging.

Therefore, the sensitivity of the black fire is very important.

It is best to ensure that when the cavalry corps passes by, the shallow black fire can explode due to violent vibration.

But because of the spell of its maker, Salvatore, directly caused this batch of black fire to be very dull. Not only could it not be detonated when the cavalry passed by, but even if you hit it hard with a hammer, it may not be able to explode.

It is very incompetent as a dangerous explosive, but instead it becomes a potent viscous incendiary agent.

It's not just Benjamin...... Even Salvatore himself did not think that these defective and failed products could have any value.

On the contrary, Gerald was keenly aware of their value, and specially acquired his batch of "defective products" anonymously through internal channels. Then wait for this moment and sell them to the Viscount.

- Yes.

That's what Gerald was for.

Even Viscount Barbel didn't notice how he was being used by Gerald.

[On the premise that he did not participate in the whole process, he witnessed the "creator" being naturally murdered by "his own work"]

This is the highest sacrificial ritual of all the rituals related to the Skeleton.

As long as this ritual is completed, Gerald will be able to officially rank gold.

…… It's a pity.

"Just a little bit."

Gerald sighed, "It's just two days away......"

I don't know where the guy posing as Don Juan Gerainte jumped out of.

Had it not been for his intervention, or even if he had only arrived at Frozen Water Harbor two days late, Gerald would have advanced by now.

He vaguely realized that this imposter might become his biggest enemy in the future......

"Are you thinking, 'This imposter could be my worst enemy?'"

Annan's flat voice rang out from beyond the curtain of flames:

"But do you think you'll have a future?"

——The next moment, the hot ground quickly cooled down, cracking traces one after another, and the frost-white traces slowly condensed and spread.

The wall of fire slowly lowered in height and was crushed to the ground.

…… A disabled wizard?

This is in line with Don Juan Geraine......

Gerald slowly retreated vigilantly. Exit all the way to the place beyond the frost-white trace cover.

After a few seconds, the flames were pressed down into a narrow gap.

Annan and Salvatore walked in from it.

I saw that Annan's skin had become unusually pale and bloodless, his eyes were burning with a blue brilliance that would never subside, and white frost was spewing out from his mouth and nose and skin all the time, and the whole person was like a condensation of transparent ice.

And these white fogs quickly settled, clinging to the ground, slowly shaking outward and spreading.

This is...... Frost Nova?

Gerald didn't hesitate and lowered his head. chose not to look at Annan and kept retreating.

Flames sparked behind him, and in front of him was ice.

The courtyard, which originally looked wide, was now so narrow after forming the Colosseum surrounded by fire.

The players were all guarded - sword wielding the only gap, but none of them walked in.

This is an order from Annan.

And Annan just looked at Gerald calmly: "Shouldn't you......

"Declared an attack?"

As Salvatore said, Gerald had a rather deadly spell -

Its name, [Breaking the Declaration]:

[Before attacking others, a warning must be issued three to ten seconds in advance, and the target of the attack must be revealed.] If the attack is launched within three seconds, the attack will return to itself; If the attack is launched at three seconds, the power is doubled; If the attack is launched at 10 seconds, the power is considered tripled; If the attack is launched after 10 seconds, it is considered undeclared.

Gerald did not warn himself.

So he is now in a position where he cannot attack!

And Annan raised his right hand and chanted in a low voice:

"The Elements of Frost—

"- Frost for the wheels, Gerald for the road!"