Forced Transmigration
70 - The Anger of the Saintess (5)

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Ivew gasped at the newly arrived figure and severed Veister's golden tendrils. Everyone was on standby as he stared at the newly arrived figure giving off a black gleam in one of his hands and using it towards the chest of the seated crescent-eyed figure.

Veister opened his eyes and his two-colored eye bead stared intently at the black figure of the crown of fangs that had just come and severed his attack.

Goddamnit! My stage one purification magic was thwarted just like that? Who is this figure? I also did not feel his presence. Inner Veister stared at the crescent-eyed figure that rose to his feet helped by the black figure with the crown of fangs that had just come.

"Oh we meet again. How are you, Miss?"

The figure of the fanged crown stared at Ivew with the eyes of the crescent moon shining red and waved with its long nails. All eyes stared at Ivew who seemed to be holding back his anger. The girl's emerald bead looked shiny with sharp furrowed brows.

Who her? What's that got to do with, Ivew? Inner Laveron stared at the figure of the crown of fangs that began to laugh.

Laveron who was beside Ivew patted the girl's shoulder gently trying to calm her mounting anger. Veister glanced at Ivew whose left hand started to let out green flames.

The wind started to revolve around the girl's body moving her half-white black hair. The girl's emerald bead glowed as the green flame in her hand grew bigger.

"What are you doing here?"

Ivew stepped forward and stood beside Veister who was closest to the protective shield. Laveron, who could not hold Ivew's shoulder, gasped as she stared at the green flames that continued to grow in part of her body.

"What's going on? Since when could he control two powers at once?"

Leister stood beside Laveron and stared at the two burning elements of nature in front of them. Rayn was speechless as she returned to see the two natural forces of Ivew rampaging. The young man's orchid bead looked at Ivew's back and sighed again, while Ramound looked calmly as she observed the situation.

"Ivew since when did you get-"

Veister was about to ask Ivew and hold the girl's shoulder. However, his steps came to a halt as Ivew moved forward and out of the protective shield. The girl lunged at the black-crowned figure of fangs in front of her by shooting her wind arrows and wind balls. The seated crescent-eyed figure now rose to his feet and let out its black tendrils about to attack Ivew.

"Ivev!" exclamation Laveron running to near Veister.

"We have to stop him. Don't let him lose control!"

Veister shouted to the others and removed his protective magic. Laveron without warning immediately ran towards Ivew with his sword pointed forward cutting off some black tendrils that were pointing at him. Veister let out a sigh of annoyance staring at the two Mirabeth brothers who advanced without planning.

"I think he's very angry now. Before you came his power was also burning like that, only it was bigger than the previous one."

Veister turned his head to look at the approaching Rayn aided by Ramound. The young man's orchid bead stared at Ivew who kept attacking the two figures in front of him. Take out his green flames or use his fire and wind arrows nonstop.

"the reason? Didn't we all just meet that figure?"

Ramound glanced at the younger brother and looked back at the fight in front of him. The lilac bead of the young man stared at Ivew's increasingly smoldering back with green flames on part of his body.

The attack was without clear calculation. He will soon run out of steam if he is not stopped immediately. Inner Ramound with lilac beads stared intently at the two figures who continued to receive Ivew's attacks.

"Don't let your guard down! The enemy is in front of us!"

Leister immediately stood in front of Ramound and Rayn, while Veister again took out his protective shield and repelled thousands of black thorns from the crescent-eyed figure directed at him.

"Duchess Veryn, are you okay?"

Leister turned to look at the woman with purple eyes and the old gray hair was holding a sword in her hand.

"I'm doing fine. My age is old, but that doesn't mean my sword skills are gone."

Duchess Veryn smiled and shrugged her hands shrewdly moving the sword fending off the black thorns that escaped from Veister's shield. Rayn and Ramound smilingly looked at the woman who gave birth they looked graceful with hand gestures repelling all the black thorns that were pointing at them.

Veister grunted angrily staring at the thousands of black thorns that kept coming towards him, while up ahead there the thump of fire and Ivew wind attacks echoed. The black figure of the crown of fangs repelled Ivew's attack with his long white stick. The girl with emerald eyes growled furiously and continued to launch her attacks.

The green flames further flared from his body with his right hand stirring the wind, issuing a ball of wind that instantly collided with the white stick of the canine crown figure.

"Hihi .. are you curious who owns this bone?"

Laveron who was close enough to Ivew gasped in shock. The young man again moved his sword fending off the black thorn that was about to pierce his shoulder. The navy bead Laveron looked at the brother who was shouting furiously and the green flames were now burning all over his body.

Veister who was behind them also gasped. The young man stared at Ivew's back in front of him as his hands continued to cast protective magic to fend off the sharp thorns that kept coming.

What the hell does that mean? I had to help him immediately but this thorn attack was endless! Veister's mind was piqued.

Ivew felt the flames of anger rising inside her body and the girl took them all out by letting the green flames burn from her body.

His emerald bead stared intently at the crown figure of fangs that was now grinning in front of him. Tears welled up in his eye patch as Ivew let out a green fireball in his left hand and was about to attack the crown figure of the fangs.

The fireball scratched and began to perforate the white stick from the bone of the crown figure of the fangs in front of him. Ivew continued attacking with tears falling down his cheeks, while the fang-crowned figure only grinned at the face of the girl in front of him.

"The beautiful eyes. Unfortunately those eyes had to stop staring at the world!"

The fanged crown figure let out a black light in his other hand as Ivew continued to attack with his fireball. A sword-shaped bone appeared in his hand and with a grin was present on his face. The hand of the crown figure of fangs was ready to pierce the body of Ivew in front of him unconsciously with the presence of a glittering sword in his hand.

"I look forward to the beautiful red flowing on this beautiful sword. Hiya …."

"Huh? Ivew! Watch out!"

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