"Even if I have loopholes all over my body, I can't defeat an unscrupulous villain like you!" Anthony said proudly.

"You seem to have made a mistake. Strength has nothing to do with character!" the Count said and repeated his old trick again, slamming a punch at Anthony.

"I said earlier that the same move can't be repeated a second time against the Mithril Sanctuary!" Anthony's body of flames was solidified again under the power of the Count's rules, but he didn't panic.

A flame shield appeared in front of Anthony, and under the power of the Count's rules, this flame shield was also condensed into a solid body, which happened to block the Count's attack.

"Hmph, naivety, do you think a mere flame shield can stop me?" the Count sneered, but the movement of his hands did not stop, and his fist struck the flame shield with a dull sound like defeating leather. The flame shield only shook slightly, and it blocked the earl's attack, but the count's attack did not end there, and two fangs suddenly grew on the back of his hand, stabbing fiercely at the flame shield.

The fangs pierced the flame shield like a sword, stabbing Anthony in the face hidden behind. In the face of the sudden change, Anthony did not panic, two flame hands appeared next to his face, and he delicately grasped the fangs in his hands, and then a flame blade appeared out of thin air and slashed at the fangs.

"I can't believe that you, as a magician, are also proficient in martial arts. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Count withdrew and left behind a mocking chuckle.

"It's not a martial art, it's my Flame Armor. Beside Anthony, more than a dozen flame-forming weapons, including knives, spears, swords, shields, and wands, converged on his body to form a solid armor of flames.

"Is this Tenaire, no, Dearnet's handiwork?" The Earl's eyes narrowed, after Dearnet's soul was sealed in Tenaire's body, in order to enhance her strength, in addition to practicing illusion, she had studied a lot of crooked techniques in the Earl's opinion, and this practice of turning magical elements into weapons was Tenaire's proud work.

The Count didn't pay attention to this technique when he saw it, because as an illusionist, although she could use magic, her magic level was only ten at most, and she could not pose any threat to the Count at all.

The Count never expected that Tenaier would teach this technique to Anthony, and it seems that these "prisoners" were not very comfortable when he entered his eternal sleep, and the problem was that Cross, who was in charge of surveillance, did not give him any feedback.

Thinking of this, the Earl couldn't help but let out a helpless sigh in secret, Cross was loyal, but his ability was so unbearable that even a simple surveillance task could be completed so miserably.

"You can't believe it, Tenaire didn't develop this set of techniques for herself. Anthony's casual remark seemed to reveal a lot of mystery.

"Hmph, psychological warfare, even if you prisoners already have plans to rebel?" asked the Earl haughtily, and after saying that, the Count took out a brass bell the size of a palm, covered with fiery red lines. Since these people were captured by him, if he didn't arrange some tricks on them, he would be sorry for himself.

"Dementor Clock?" Anthony nodded, "after all, you and Cross are no different from each other, both of them rely on this despicable means to coerce others. ”

"Don't be naïve. I have long said that my credo is to achieve the final victory at the lowest cost. The Earl gently shook the dementor clock in his hand, making a pleasant sound, and the entire flame field vibrated slightly with the bell, as if it was resonating with the bell.

Seeing this, Anthony took a deep breath and said, "It seems that the immortal life method you used on me at the beginning was really not that simple. ”

"Why are you pretending to be pitiful now? Didn't you already know? How else would you have been coerced by Cross?" the Count asked rhetorically, "Since you have accepted the Bloodline's method of immortality, you should be mentally prepared, otherwise wouldn't the precious method of immortality be too child's play?" ”

"Maybe I'm just trying to test the power of the Soul Bell. Anthony replied stiffly.

"Then as you wish. The Count shook the Dementor Bell upside down like a rattle, and a large crack suddenly cracked in the ground of the Flame Realm, and a pitch-black coffin flew out of it and landed between the two of them.

"This is ......" Anthony looked at the coffin carved with flame-like dark lines in disbelief, and he felt a certain intimacy in it.

"Open it up and take a look, it's a surprise I've got for you. The Count smiled and pointed to the coffin, he was sure that Anthony had guessed what was inside.

"Is it really my body?" Anthony flicked his fingers, and the lid of the coffin immediately flicked off, revealing a figure in the coffin.

Young Anthony, covered in flame patterns, lay quietly in the coffin, as if asleep, no different from a normal corpse except for two terrible tooth holes in his neck.

"Surprise or not, surprise or not, you can't imagine that your body was not transformed into a flame form by the Law of Immortality and was treasured by me in the cemetery of Wicoburg, right?" the Count smirked.

"You deceived me?" asked Anthony calmly.

"I can't talk about it. What I've done to you is indeed the Bloodline's method of immortality, but that method of immortality is to materialize your soul and then transform it into a flame form, rather than directly transforming your body into a flame form as you think. The Count pointed to the coffin and said.

"Why is this different from my memory, I clearly remember that I was transformed into a flame form after being sucked by you, and I don't have the memory of my soul leaving my body. Anthony asked incredulously.

"With Tenael, the Sanctuary Illusionist, here, it's very easy to hallucinate a little bit of your then-newcomer Sanctuary. "So Tenel isn't as reliable as you believe." In a way, she's actually the same kind of person as me. As long as there is enough to pay, there is nothing she can't do. ”

"It's no wonder that when Cross threatened me with the Dementor Bell, I couldn't feel the intimidation from the Soul Bell. I guess the real purpose of the Dementor Bell is to control my body, right?" asked Anthony calmly.

"You guessed it right. The real name of the Dementor Bell should actually be the Corpse Control Bell. Are you ready to fight a Mithril Sanctuary battle with yourself?" said the Count, smiling as he activated a magic circle on the corpse bell. In an instant, a cold and icy aura enveloped the entire Flame Realm, and the flames in the Flame Realm seemed to be frozen in an instant......