Chapter 230 After Killing a Bunch of Miscellaneous Soldiers, It's Time to Welcome

Chapter 230 After killing a bunch of soldiers, it’s time to welcome the Boss.

It was a touch of moonlight that had been tempered to the extreme.

The moonlight grazed the sharp weapon and cut it in half. The moonlight flowed into the cold and hard armor and completely dismantled it. The moonlight illuminated the angry and ferocious face——

Just light the way to death for him.

With a "pop" sound, the movements of the heavy cavalry seemed to freeze, and the heavy armor on his body separated cleanly, just like the fountain of blood spurting from his head.

The war horse covered in black cloth cowered timidly, but the boy just stroked its mane, and then patted its legs to signal it to run away.

Looking up, under the dim moonlight, the boy's rainbow-blue eyes shone with a heart-stopping light.

What was reflected in those eyes was a shattered world.

There are ominous smooth lines that can be seen no matter on the human body, the wall or the air - the hazy lines change from time to time, but they are always definitely distributed somewhere in the individual, and the lines seem to be leaking out of "death" at any time. Obsessive thoughts bind the mind and cause hallucinations.

It was just like the Kallen I saw at that time - the originally lovely girl was not only torn apart from the horizontal line of her neck, but her abdomen, chest, legs, and hands were all covered with cracks like broken porcelain dolls.

That is a world that should not be seen by the living. If you step in carelessly, the result will be that you will fall into madness or gradually transform into an inhuman monster.

There is no point in poking your eyes blind. What you can 'see' can still be 'seen'. The so-called curse is a life-threatening ghost that will automatically come back even if you try to abandon it.

However, not only was the boy not driven crazy, but his smile also had a hint of blood.

When he was killing the sea demon, the faint lines could be seen in the eyes that resonated with the twisted land. Now in this valley where life and death intersect, he finally confirmed the existence of those demonic eyes.

After several days of training and countless killings, it finally came to fruition at this moment.

"Dong...dong...dong..."

The bell in the distance rang again, and the thin figure walked on the road filled with gray mist, and the worn dagger reflected the silver brilliance.

Then, the three warriors emerged from the grass again and came into view of the boy.

In front of them appeared the moonlight.

As long as the creature 'exists', the dead line will continue to change position. The ability to accurately 'see' the line of death falls on Shuo Yue, which is almost the same as the magic eye that can take away lives by just looking at it.

The silver moonlight that does not belong to this world flashes away, just like the living life that turns into dust.

After killing the three opponents he had fought hard with one blow, the boy blinked his eyes and suddenly shed tears of blood.

"Is this the end of a few minutes of use..."

After all, he didn't sacrifice 'himself' like Ryo Rishi and Arima Shiki. He just had the fact of 'occupying another person's body' and had the concept of 'sacrifice of the life of his predecessor'. In the final analysis, he and The giants are not the same person in essence, and it is an unexpected surprise to be able to bypass the rules and possess the magic eye.

"No." A heavy voice responded to Shuo Yue's muttering.

Cold hairs exploded on her body one by one, Shuo Yue opened her bleeding eyes and slowly turned around.

It was a burly body, its thick outline wrapped in a black robe, only revealing a swordsman with a skull mask.

The tattered black robe could not cover the blue light on his body, which was the light of God purified from executing countless creatures and killing countless degenerates. It was proof that God's apostles were walking in the world.

It's all nonsense that it's more terrifying than death. At least here, only the angel of death is playing the evening bell.

"The Old Man of the Mountain..." Subconsciously swallowing his saliva, he said the old man's name in a dry voice. Shuo Yue endured the pain of burning his eyeballs, threw away the knife, and a red and yellow magic gun appeared in his hand.

He already possesses the Demonic Eye of Direct Death, and he no longer needs to train himself with a knife. Faced with such an existence, Shuo Yue's dignity did not allow him to use inferior weapons to excuse his failure.

The original assassin waited silently for Shuo Yue to adjust her state, and only raised the rusty sword after he finished:

"What is the result of all kinds of training and growth? To build a tower for endless desire?"

When Shuo Yue reacted, the old man in black robe had already approached like a ghost, and the long sword was wiping the death line on his body——

"Idiot, hand over your head!"

"Dong...dong...dong..."

A bell rang in the distance and soon fell silent again.

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The next morning, Kallen watched Shuo Yue walking out with her hands on her waist and a grin on her face, and blinked in confusion.

"Were you going to the red light district? Let's not ask if you just went there in a priest's attire. Can you do anything with your small body?"

"Can I do it? Do you want to try it?" Shuo Yue replied angrily, the phantom pain in her body still not dissipating.

It would be a big mistake to think that Wang Hassan can only kill people and eat monsters - the big sword opens and closes in his hands, but it is hard to guard against. Blind defense will only gradually suppress him and lose the chance of comeback.

What is even more dangerous is his ability to see through the line of death. As the originator of the magic eye that directs death, he has long practiced the combat method of combining the magic eye with swordsmanship. Every attack is aimed at the line of death. As long as If he fails to parry an attack, he will be chopped into pieces by the sword.

No, blocking is useless, Shuo Yue was cut in two like this.

As if he was tired of Shuoyue's defensive tactics, the old man in the mountain first cut off the B-level treasure with a sword, and then cut Shuoyue in half from the bottom to the top, from the waistline to the shoulder.

It was not pleasant to be injured by the big sword stained with the breath of death - when he woke up this morning, Shuoyue found that the place where he was cut in the dream had a large area of ​​necrosis. Even if he had the physique of a dragon species, even if he was separated by the dimensions of dreams and reality, the concept of "death" still fell on him.

This also means that the battle with the old man in the mountain must not be taken lightly. Without full preparation, you must never rush to fight against him.

If the head is cut open, Shuoyue is not sure whether the brain cells can recover.

However, the opportunity to fight with the crowned heroic spirit is very rare, and he will never avoid it.

"It's clearly a sugar-coated bullet... I can only try my best to improve my martial arts skills." Shuoyue sighed, then looked at Kallen, "Is there any news from the headquarters?"

"There was news a few hours ago." Kallen reported, "The Pope commended your behavior and asked you to go to other places to clean up the mess. Don't bother him with such trivial matters in the future."

"The summary is very good. Don't summarize it next time. Just read the report directly." Shuoyue sighed, "Anything else?"

"Yes." Kallen picked up the official document and reported in a calm tone, "In addition: The Magic Association took the initiative to take on the responsibility of dredging the spiritual veins and sent two talented magicians to deal with it. Please ask Bishop Shuoyue... Bishop?"

"Continue." A certain young priest took a bunch of grapes from the fruit plate and said lazily while eating.

"Tsk, please ask Bishop Shuoyue to fulfill his duties as a supervisor and supervise the behavior of the two magicians. That's all."

After confirming the information, Shuoyue threw down the grapes, stood up and walked out:

"If you have nothing to do, just do what you should do in the church. I'll give you a day off, and you'll accompany me to deal with the abnormal points of the earth veins at night."

"What are you going to do now?"

"Go out for a walk." Duan Zang's report sounded in his ears, Shuoyue raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and stretched out in the sun at the door.

"By the way, go to recognize relatives."