As Vincent's words finished, the skill attacks in the sky suddenly slowed down.

Logan felt like he was stuck in thick liquid. Even moving a single finger was hard.

Vincent held a cigarette in his mouth. He slowly stood in front of Logan and turned to look at him with a grin. "Logan, nice to see you again. Want to hire a Legend 5 stars fighter? I'm available."

Before he finished speaking, Fischl stepped forward, kicked Vincent in the back, and said coldly: "Get serious! Block this attack first!"

Vincent was kicked away, looking upset as he rubbed his back. He looked at Logan and whispered: "I'm cheap. And I come with a free gift."

He even took a quick look at Fischl.

But when he saw the killer look in her eyes, he quickly straightened up. He waved his hand at the skill attacks in the sky and said: "Full counterattack!"

A single word — and suddenly, countless tiny space cracks appeared in the air.

The skill attacks in the sky slowly passed through the cracks and disappeared.

Then, the cracks reappeared around Dale Morgan.

The attacks that had just vanished shot back out from the cracks — and now, all of them were aimed at Dale Morgan.

Vincent finished this, looking a little tired. Then he snapped his fingers. The strange pressure that had stopped Logan from moving disappeared, and time returned to normal.

Right after that, there was a loud crack and colorful magic lights filled the air.

Dale Morgan was completely buried under the Blood Vines' attacks and turned to ash.

Logan took a deep breath in silence.

He turned to look at Vincent, and his eyes were full of fear.

This careless, laid-back man gave him a dangerous feeling.

Fischl noticed Logan's look of warning. She reached out, wrapped her arm around his neck, and put a necklace on him. "Wear this, and you won't be affected by his fighting style."

"Fight style?" Logan frowned at Fischl. He didn't expect that Vincent had just used a special ability called a "fight style."

"Yes. Even in The Black Church, only he has mastered the [Slime] fighting style," Fischl looked at the ruins nearby and said, "Focus on the fight. This guy is one with the blood tree — very tricky."

With that, Fischl disappeared into the shadows under her feet and turned into a flock of dark crows.

Logan lightly touched the necklace around his neck and quietly kept his guess about Fischl's identity.

At that moment, Natalia, Sophia, and Lucia cleared the last Blood Vines around the edge and blocked Logan's way.

Natalia saw that Logan had no injuries and relaxed a little. "This fight isn't for a Master-stage familiar tamer. You step back."

Sophia saw Logan about to say something, and she smiled, raising her hand to stop him. "Little guy, we're doing this for your own good. We still need you to break through to Saint Stage."

Lucia looked around at the other familiar tamers and warned Logan: "You've got a lot of tamers behind you. It's better for you to stay and protect the important people than to fight the blood tree."

Natalia walked up to Logan and gently hugged him, pressing his head against her chest. "Be good. You can't always act cool."

After saying that, the three girls left Logan behind and turned to walk away.

At that moment, Vincent suddenly blocked their path, a playful smile on his face. "Just the four of us? Not enough. Bring that blonde big-breasted girl, the armored guy, the bearded man, and the skinny old man too."

Not far away, Eugenia, Kevin, Holt, and Uesugi Shin heard Vincent giving them silly nicknames. They all glared at him angrily.

Uesugi Shin pulled his lips into a smirk. "You little brat! Be polite, or I'll teach you a lesson!"

Holt ran his fingers through his beard. "You got a problem with my beard?"

Eugenia pushed her chest out. "Stupid man! All you think about is sex!"

Kevin took out a handkerchief and wiped his armor. "A proper noble always keeps his image clean."

The four of them quickly stepped forward and joined Natalia's group. Now there were exactly eight Legend-level familiar tamers.

Vincent saw that everyone had arrived and gave a light clap. In an instant, eight huge crows landed on the feet of the eight people and disappeared into their shadows.

Suddenly, Natalia and the others felt like they could read each other's minds — they could easily know what the others were thinking.

Then, Eugenia turned and glared at Vincent, shouting, "If you ever think about me without clothes again, I'll cut you!"

Vincent saw the anger on her face and laughed, waving his hands. "I was just testing the [mind link]. Looks like the Imperial Princess has put us all on the same channel."

When the word "Imperial Princess" came out, everyone on the field, except Vincent, became immediately alert.

Eugenia was the first to unsheathe her sword, pointing it at Vincent's throat, her voice cold. "Are you from The Black Church?"

Vincent smiled, pushing her blade aside. "Whether I'm from The Black Church doesn't matter. What matters is, if you want me, I'm yours."

Eugenia was shocked by his direct confession. Her face turned even colder. "I'll kill you!"

Just as she was about to attack, Fischl's voice suddenly rang out: "If you kill him, none of you can stand up to the fire of thousands of Blood Vines."

Fischl's voice was cold, but she was right.

Eugenia stomped her foot and turned away from Vincent, ignoring him.

Natalia looked down at the shadows and tried to communicate through the mind link. "Fischl, what's your position in The Black Church? And why are you close to Logan?"

After a ten-second silence, Fischl's voice echoed in Natalia's mind: "I am the current Imperial Princess of The Black Church. I need Logan's help to pass the [supernova] challenge."

Hearing this, Natalia frowned but chose to believe her for now. "If I find out you're hurting Logan, I'll personally deliver you to the spider."

Then, from behind her, countless spider threads shot out and wrapped around each of the Legend-stage familiar tamers. "This is my ability [Web]. During the fight, you can switch positions anytime using the web."

After that, the other familiar tamers also pulled out their strongest skills to support the group.

Everything was ready. Then, the Blood Vines began to gather again, forming Dale Morgan's body once more, just a few steps away from them.

Dale Morgan glared at Vincent, his face full of anger. "After hundreds of years, someone still managed to master The Black Church's [Slime] fighting style! How many slimes did you bond with?"

Vincent counted on his fingers and smiled. "Not too many... exactly one thousand and one!"

Hearing this number, Dale Morgan's face turned pale. "No wonder you could control me!"

He quickly backed away from Vincent and sent hundreds of Blood Vines toward the eight Legend-stage familiar tamers.

"Spread out!" Natalia shouted. Everyone except Vincent ran out quickly, using their familiars to rush toward the blood tree.

Dale Morgan saw that Natalia and the others were trying to attack his body, and he laughed. "You can't even beat a clone of me. Go find my real body? You're asking for death!"

Then, he waved his hand, and seven more copies of himself appeared in front of Natalia and the others.

The battle began in all eight directions. Dale Morgan acted like a god that couldn't be killed. Natalia and her group could attack, but weaker tamers like Holt, Kevin, and Eugenia were only able to defend.

Logan stood at the edge, watching the fight in the center.

At that moment, at least eight thousand Blood Vines surrounded the tree, one thousand for each direction. It was like being attacked by a thousand Legend-level warriors at once.

The Red Flower Guild agents stared in shock.

While everyone focused on the fight with the eight tamers, dozens of Blood Vines quietly moved toward the back of the group.

Logan sensed it first through his soul power. He quietly pulled Evelynna's arm and gave her a warning look.

Evelynna understood. She acted like nothing was wrong, then gently tugged on Yelena and Sawako's sleeves, passing the message along.

Soon, the Blood Vines gathered behind the group and formed a big red ball, which changed into the shape of Dale Morgan. "Hehehe! Who said I only had eight clones?"

A sneer echoed through the air, catching the attention of all the Red Flower Guild agents and Temple knights.

They turned around and were instantly shocked by what they saw. A string of gasps filled the air.

Dale Morgan enjoyed the fear in their eyes, a proud smile on his face. "Be my food!"

He slowly called out hundreds of Blood Vines, ready to kill them all on the spot.

But when he looked into Logan's eyes, he noticed that Logan was smiling—his expression was even more sneaky and confident than his own.

Surprised, Dale Morgan asked: "You're about to die, and you're still laughing?"

Logan just pointed at Dale Morgan's clone and said, "Bye-bye!"

As he spoke, a space tear suddenly appeared under Dale Morgan's feet.

After days of waiting, Logan finally used his [War Domain] again, pulling Dale Morgan into his [Lava Volcano].

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