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Of course, by comparison, Raksul's gaze brought much less pressure to Rein.

At that moment, inside the main building of the villa, Langgeler's eyes were dead set on Ganon, the Great Priest of the Secret Snake Sect, who walked towards him composedly, his expression solemn as he said:

"He's arrived, Flay, you and Lady Creya stay here. Alex and I will intercept him."

"Captain Langgeler, let Lord Flay join you, you are a team, and the three of you together can exert the greatest combat strength," Creya, however, voiced a different opinion.

At this... Langgeler's expression hesitated.

"I am already a Great Knight, protecting my father won't be much of a problem, and the later they discover that Holdan is dead, the safer we will be!" Creya continued, glancing at the uncertain Langgeler.

"Very well! Lady Creya, be careful on your own, this Ganon is very difficult to deal with, and we might not be able to attend to you!" Langgeler's expression solidified, he said.

At that moment, Olena and Shadia, the Chief Maid, also arrived at Creya's side, panting for breath.

Suddenly, they were captivated by Creya's focused gaze, and followed her line of sight toward the chaos in the center of the garden.

Raksul, confronting Rein, was instantly surrounded by a shield glowing with a blood-red light, his innate wizardry manifesting instantaneously.

But that wasn't all, he was seen chanting under his breath, and the next second, a black membrane appeared around him.

Finally, with a wave of Raksul's hand, black flames, like vines, entwined around him.

This was something Rein was familiar with, likely the 'Black Flame Refuge', a special spell from the Black Flame Cult.

Clearly, Raksul was wary of the power of Rein's secret techniques; he layered three types of spells or curse defenses over his body alone.

"Galina must have died at your hands, right?" Raksul then seemed to remember something, and asked.

"You mean that woman who used the Phantom Art? Yes, she did die by my hand."

"I heard that the tragedy at Flashgold Town was your planning and execution?" Rein nodded in acknowledgment and asked in turn.

"That's right!"

"What, did you have family who died there?" Raksul looked at Rein, face showing realization, and laughed.

This time, Rein did not answer Raksul's query.

Because he knew who the culprit was, he naturally could take action!

Moreover, Rein currently had a Strength boost of +16 from the 'Soul-Smasher Warhammer' effect, and naturally wouldn't waste time.

"Whoosh!"

He tapped his foot on the ground, the mud exploded, and he shot toward Raksul like an arrow released from a bow.

Raksul, faced with Rein's assault, showed no hint of panic, his expression calm, his fingers moved quickly as he chanted under his breath.

The next second!

Three baby's head-sized black flame fireballs appeared out of thin air in front of his fingertips.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

The black flame fireballs hurtled towards Rein!

Rein moved sideways to dodge, but he found that the three black flame fireballs, like burrs on bone, were chasing him; they turned sharply and continued to head toward him.

This caused Rein's eyes to narrow, the Hardened Essence Gold attached to the surface of his Knight's gauntlet instantly turned into a tower shield!

"Iron Wall!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The three black flame fireballs hit Rein almost simultaneously, exploding continuously, smoke and dust billowing!

But in less than half a second, a familiar figure emerged unscathed from the smoke and continued rushing toward Raksul.

"Hmm? This was a curse attack beyond thirty-five degrees, and it was blocked so easily!" Raksul's eyes showed surprise as he mused.

Although he was astonished, his movements were not slowed.

A black mist quickly formed from the tips of his fingers, and then shot toward Rein at a high speed.

Rein knew that the opponent was boosted by a special spell that resembled spiritual power guidance; merely dodging would not avoid the witchcraft attack, so he continued straight ahead at full speed.

Only when he saw the black mist nearing did he wave his shield in defense.

However, the moment the mist touched the shield, it dispersed, a chilling force suddenly filled the air, causing Rein to momentarily feel weak.

"Weakening Spell!"

Rein immediately recognized what spell had been cast, his eyes squinting, he glanced at the attribute panel.

He saw that his Strength, Constitution, and Agility attributes were all reduced by about twenty percent.

The reduction in Agility caused Rein's speed to falter.

Seeing this, Raksul's face brightened, he quickly chanted under his breath, and then pointed at Rein again.

This time, a blood-red mist rushed at Rein, striking him instantly.

Suddenly, Rein felt that the blood throughout his body was under some peculiar influence, flowing erratically, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Although the change was not large, it was extremely uncomfortable, causing him to stop abruptly.

At that moment, the remaining few members of the Black Flame Guardians glanced at each other, their faces lighting up, sensing a good opportunity to attack, and immediately surrounded him.

However, they were cautious of Rein's previous sonic attack, so they did not get too close, halting about twenty to thirty meters away before quickly stopping and manipulating the black flames.

Seeing this situation, Raksul's face showed a smile as he took a black and red bottle from his robe.

He quickly uncorked the bottle, chanted a spell, and the liquid inside, resembling corrupted blood, began to flow out, changing shape in mid-air, spreading a strong stench of decay.