Summoning an Evil God came at a price!
Well, Charlot Mecklenburg was that price.
Teacher Charlotte Huang Haisheng understood this all too well.
Although Gareth was a high-tier Saint Rank, he still could not escape that price!
All he could do now was muster all his strength and desperately resist the erosion of the evil god's power. Once Flame Evil God Anululu eroded his soul, he might still exist physically, but spiritually, he would surely be reduced to nothing.
The black dragon pushed out both hands, turning the Magic Rapier Charlotte had once given him into a streak of red light that viciously pierced Gareth's chest.
Had Gareth been in normal condition, the old Lizardman would at most have been evenly matched with him. Even if they determined a victor, it would not happen in a day or two; they would have had to battle fiercely for several days and nights.
Saint Rank battles tended to last a long time, since Saint Ranks could fly. Unless one side completely overwhelmed the other, such fights never ended quickly.
But Gareth was currently devoting himself entirely to resisting the evil god's will. He firmly believed the evil god's incarnation protected him and that no one could hurt him. By the time he reacted, it was already far too late.
A high-tier Magic Rapier had pierced Gareth's chest, disrupting his connection with the evil god. Terrified, he abruptly opened his mouth and spewed out a torrent of flame, forcing back the black dragon as he tried to sever his connection with the Flame Evil God. His mind was in chaos. If he remained in the state of summoning the evil god, he feared he would not be able to hold on much longer.
The black dragon gracefully dodged aside, evading the flame torrent.