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Mark's figure was like a gust of wind. Every time he swung the broken hilt of the sword, he was determined to destroy everything. His speed was getting faster and faster, like a violent storm, making Avella exhausted. The stone slabs on the square were shattered under his feet, and the gravel flew and the dust flew, as if even the earth was trembling under his anger. The broken hilt of the sword was swung in his hand, bringing gusts of wind and making a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Every attack was like thunder, and it was determined to completely destroy Avella.

Avella kept dodging, and her originally relaxed expression gradually became solemn. She didn't expect that this dying human would burst out with such a powerful force. Her scarlet eyes were fixed on Mark's figure, and the black wings fluttered gently behind her, bringing gusts of cold wind and blowing away the dust in the square. The trees on the edge of the square were shaken violently by the wind, and the leaves rustled like ghosts and wolves, adding a bit of weird atmosphere to this life-and-death struggle.

Mark's desperate fighting style distracted Elvira. At this moment, Selina endured the severe pain, sat cross-legged on the ground, and silently chanted a spell. A trace of determination appeared on her pale face, and her closed eyes trembled slightly. The gem on the scepter emitted a soft white light, which gradually increased, like the rising sun, dispelling the haze shrouding the square. Above the square, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and a ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone on Selina, as if she was coated with a layer of golden light. Her figure seemed extremely sacred and inviolable at this moment.

Feeling that Selina was gathering energy, Elvira's heart shuddered, and she realized that she could not delay any longer. She swung her arms violently, and the black energy gathered in her hands to form a huge black energy ball. The energy ball exuded a suffocating pressure, and the air around it seemed to solidify. The stone slabs on the ground of the square began to crack, spreading spider-web-like cracks, as if even the earth was surrendering to her pressure.

"Go to hell!" Avella roared, and slammed the energy ball in her hand at Selina.

Seeing this, Mark rushed to Selina desperately and blocked her with his body.

"Mark!" Selina exclaimed, her eyes full of disbelief and despair.

The black energy ball hit Mark's back, bursting with dazzling light, like a small sun exploding in the square. The shock wave of the explosion swept over, destroying everything around. All the stone slabs on the square collapsed, rubble flew, dust flew, covering the sky and the sun. The trees on the edge of the square were uprooted and rolled in the air, as if thrown by an invisible big hand.

After the holy light dissipated, the dust settled, and Avella saw Mark falling into Selina's arms, with a cruel smile on his lips. She thought Selina was dead, but she didn't expect that she was still alive.

"You...are not dead yet?" Avella gritted her teeth and said, her tone full of anger and unwillingness.

Selina hugged Mark tightly, tears silently falling, dripping on Mark's face covered with blood and dust. The square was in a mess, with broken walls and smoke, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death. Selina's heart seemed to be hollowed out, empty, with only endless grief and despair. She raised her head, staring at Avella with blood-red eyes, her eyes full of deep hatred, like the goddess of vengeance from hell.

Avella felt the hatred in Selina's eyes, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Soon, you will forget this pain, because your soul will belong to me soon!"

The twelve divine stones exuded black light, like twelve black stars, suspended in the air, arranged in a weird pattern. The black breath gushed out of the divine stone, like black venomous snakes, twisting and entwining in the air, making a "sizzling" sound. These black breaths are full of the smell of decay and depravity, which is the unique soul pollution ability of the soul-stealer.

These black auras were attracted by Selina's hatred, and rushed towards Selina like moths to a flame. The black auras entangled Selina, like black tentacles, constantly eroding her soul. Selina's body began to tremble, and a trace of pain and struggle flashed in her eyes, but she was powerless to resist.

"Ah--" Selina let out a painful roar, and her body trembled violently, as if it was about to be torn apart. The hatred in her eyes was gradually replaced by numbness, and her eyes became empty.

Selina was wrapped in black aura, screaming in pain, her body began to tremble, and the hatred in her eyes was gradually replaced by numbness. Ivella stretched out her hand, and black energy threads shot out from her fingertips, entangled Selina, like a spider's silk thread entangled its prey, trying to pull out its soul. Above the square, dark clouds were dense, lightning and thunder, as if foreshadowing the terrible things that were about to happen.