Old Wilson placed his gaze on Augustin.

Augustin also raised his head as he sensed Old Wilson's violent aura. He took a glance at Baron Vingult indifferently, then showed a dejected expression. He said in a low voice, "Wilson, I'm not your opponent."

Augustin was very clear that Old Wilson could injure Vingult who specialized in defense badly with one hit. Augustin could not do it because he was far behind Old Wilson.

Right at this time, sounds of footsteps could be heard from the outside. Some knights rushed in rapidly. They were the knights brought by Old Wilson. Other heavy armored knights were still fighting with the knights from City Defense Troop.

A knight approached Old Wilson's side quickly and said, "Sir Baron, more and more knights from City Defense Troop have gathered outside. We should leave as soon as possible."

Old Wilson understood well that Castellan's Mansion was not a place to stay long, but before that, he would not let Augustin go easily.

"Augustin, you collude with the church, trying to put me to death! Now, I'm giving you a chance. Pick up your sword and fight with me in a proper match. Defeat me, then I'll spare your life!" Old Wilson said.

Augustin and he had always been said as the strongest people in Blackwater City but they had never fought in a match before. However, Old Wilson had absolute confidence in himself.

Augustin took a glance at Old Wilson and said coldly, "Wilson, if you don't leave now, you may never leave again!"

"Haha. Augustin, who can stop me? You? Or your City Defense Troop?" Old Wilson's aura gradually increased and indistinctly suppressed Augustin. His sword also shown a sharp flame.

"Pick up your sword, Augustin!"

Standing in front of Augustin, Old Wilson's muscular body was just like a large piece of shadow hovering over Augustin. Old Wilson did not hesitate at all. He swung his sword and slashed at his opponent.

Furious flame rubbed against the air, causing a sizzling sound. The move was horrendous.

Augustin seemed a little pale. He had to move so he quickly picked up his sword and raging flame burst out of his sword. Just like Old Wilson, he was a Fire Swordsman.

"Bang!"

Both who was named the strongest in Blackwater City back then had now engaged in a battle. The ferocious flames intertwined and dispersed directly.

Meanwhile, Augustin took a few steps back. His sword was, in fact, covered with cracks and could not stand any hit anymore.

Old Wilson remained unmoved. The outcome had been decided!

"Augustin, you're also too weak… Back in those years, you're filled with boundless enthusiasm. In these years, you've put aside your cultivation for the position of castellan. You've disappointed me!" Old Wilson shook his head and was greatly disappointed.

In those times, Augustin and he were named the strongest people in Blackwater City, both equal in power. However, ten years had gone by. Augustin was no way stronger than Old Wilson.

"Die!"

Old Wilson had no plan to let Augustin go. He raised his sword up high and the flame on the sword burnt even more ferociously, emitting scorching heat. The knights around him all felt the heat.

Augustin could not block this hit no matter how!

The sword slashed toward Augustin quickly and the aura suppressed him. This castellan who used to be in high spirits did not even have the courage to raise his sword now. He simply closed his eyes in silence, waiting for the moment of death to arrive!

"Bang!"

A dull noise was heard. Old Wilson's expression changed slightly. His sword had not killed Augustin. Instead, a bright, white light had blocked in front of Augustin.

It was this light that had caused Old Wilson to take a few steps back. The heavy, black armor he wore also let out a creaking noise. Apparently, the impact of the force was too great.

"Who is it?"

Old Wilson looked in front in an alert. Behind Augustin, a middle-aged man had appeared since some time ago. He wore a white robe that had silver crossed swords sewn on it.

"Wizard Jason!" Augustin saw the white-robed man and was elated. He had almost forgotten that Wizard Jason from the church was around.

Augustin did not know Wizard Jason well. He only knew slightly that Wizard Jason was a person who had a special power and could easily defeat an Elemental Swordsman.

Even the evil heretic that appeared in Blackwater City back then could not win against Wizard Jason.

Thus, as soon as Wizard Jason had arrived, Augustin was extremely excited as if he had caught hold of a life-saving straw.

"A Wizard from the Inquisitor?" Old Wilson's tone sounded serious.

He saw the silvery crossed swords on Wizard Jason's white robe. He was rather familiar with this logo. When he was in the "Slaughterhouse", he saw many people in the same sort of clothes. They were all Wizards from the most mysterious Inquisitor in Church of Light.

The Wizards of the church were the ones who could fight the strong Spell Casters from the Kingdom of Blackmoon! The white light earlier should be the spell cast by Wizard Jason.

"Baron Wilson, you're the one who has survived the 'Slaughterhouse'. You should be aware of how strong we, the church, are. Put down your weapon. If you have a sincere heart and believe in the God of Light willingly, then you're still a God's child!" Wizard Jason's expression was calm. His whole being was filled with a friendly aura, causing others to feel that he was extremely kind and sincere.

"God will not instigate you to commit these foolish acts!"

Old Wilson raised his sword again and his aura became even stronger. The raging flames appeared as if they were about to blast through the critical point. Old Wilson had already reached the peak of Second-level Fire Swordsman and could possibly go into Third-level any time.

Wizard Jason shook his head slightly. With his indifferent tone, he said calmly, "Wilson, your soul has fallen. If you oppose God, your soul may never be at rest!"

After saying that, Wizard Jason reached out his pale hands and thick, white light was emitted from his body. He chanted softly.

"Swoosh."

Bundles of light crashed toward Old Wilson at an incredible speed. Old Wilson was not able to attend to everything at all. Moreover, these white bundles had a strong impact. Every time they hit Old Wilson's black armor, the armor with great defensive ability would let out creaking noises.

This indicated that even the strong armor could not stand Wizard Jason's spell attack and would break anytime. Once the armor crumbled, Old Wilson had no way of blocking Wizard Jason's strong spell no matter how excellent his physical attribute was.

Only in an instant, Old Wilson who had an advantage earlier was in a dangerous situation now. After Wizard Jason had appeared, the situation had quickly gone dire.