Chapter 559

So... natural.

"Are there any guests at this time?"

The man opened his eyes, and his pupils, which seemed to reflect no light, were full of the vicissitudes of time. His calm gaze fell on Mu En, as if he saw through his careful disguise at this moment, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"It turns out to be you, it's been a long time, Mu En Campbell."

"...Yes, it's been a long time."

Mu En didn't take action immediately, but his hands were already tightly grasping the handle of the knife, and he almost squeezed out the name of the figure from his teeth:

"King Indra!"

96. Shadow of Death

This is a skinny old man.

The brown skin is full of wrinkles like old tree bark, so thin that the outline of the bones can be clearly seen. There is nothing remarkable about his appearance. He is also wearing a tattered robe, which has been washed gray after being exposed to wind and rain.

He has no valuables on his body, only a tattered bag with patches. As an ascetic, he is poor. Even some poor people would dislike him. He looks more like a beggar in the downtown area.

But when he sat there quietly, the aura emanating from his body was like a mountain pressing down on people, making it difficult to breathe.

No one in the world would look down on him because of his appearance, because he was King Indra.

The crowned one, King Indra!

Mu En finally understood the reason for his sudden palpitation just now. He had predicted that death was approaching, but because the realm and strength of the man in front of him were too different from his own, the premonition only flashed for a moment, and he could no longer find any clues.

Just like the insects and ants on the ground would be frightened for a moment because of the shadow of the eagle, but they didn't know what the source of the fear was.

"King Indra?"

Cecilia's face changed slightly. As a princess of the empire, she naturally knew this title. As a veteran crowned one, King Indra himself represented one of the top strong men in the world.

But why was he here?

A crowned person entering Belrand, entering such an important place as the imperial capital, is a major event that will arouse the vigilance of all parties. It must be marked in the center of the empire, but the princess of the empire is completely unaware of it. What is the empire's intelligence agency doing?

Or is it not that they don't know, but deliberately conceal it. The intelligence agency of the empire has also been infiltrated by those people?

"I didn't expect that a dignified crowned person would still be a dog for those people?"

Suppressing the fear in his heart, Mu En pulled the corner of his mouth with a fake smile. The memory of being hunted down came to his mind, and he still felt a little scared.

But this time, there was no strong crowned person beside him to protect him.

Crack.

The ice layer broke.

The power of the divine favor from Celicia was like a thin snow in early winter on King Indra, and it did not pose any threat. He shook his body lightly and completely annihilated it.

King Indra had a blank expression on his face:

"What is a dog? It's just to get what you need."

During the conversation, King Indra had already raised one of his hands.

"Since you are here, it's just right. Let me regain the face I lost here."

In an instant, there was no hesitation.

Mu En's whole body was tense, his muscles bulged like a cheetah, and the roaring sound of thunder wrapped around his arms. It seemed particularly short under the fast forward of time, but the dazzling knife light instantly covered the brilliance of the stars and filled the entire dark room.

From the moment he saw King Indra, Mu En was accumulating power, and at this moment, it finally burst out!

Forty! Stacks!

The unprecedented stacking force gushed out without any reservation, and the tough fabric of Mu En's special dress was instantly torn apart. The knife light drawn by his hands was like a moon arc hanging from the sky!

Under the knife light, everything seemed eclipsed.

Cecilia's eyes also flickered slightly, and she looked at Mu En with a little surprise. She didn't expect that after just a few months of not seeing each other, her useless fiancé who was once just a playboy could actually use such a powerful move.

However, facing this powerful knife, King Indra didn't even raise his eyelids. His scarred palm slowly pushed towards Mu En.

Compared with the dazzling knife light that seemed to be able to cut through the space, the skinny palm that could not sense any magic power or even fighting spirit was so inconspicuous and so powerless, as if it would be torn apart without any accident in the next moment.

However, it was not the palm that was torn apart. When the palm touched the knife light, it was just gently pinched.

Crack.

Just like an inconspicuous biscuit, or some fragile object, it was compressed and ravaged between the five fingers, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

The knife light collapsed instantly.

The hand continued to move forward.

The room was spacious, and a person's outstretched hand should not have touched Mu En, who was nearly ten meters away.

But in Mu En's eyes, the hand was still pressing down like a mountain, and it was already close, leaving him no chance to breathe. He couldn't help but think of the same embarrassment when he faced it before.

But this time it was a head-on confrontation, and he had no escape.

In a hurry, Mu En could only grit his teeth and cross the two swords across his chest to welcome the fatal palm.

Bang.

A dull sound sounded, like a cowhide drum, broken by a terrifying external force.

Mu En's eyes went dark, and he felt a huge force that he could not resist or remove, coming along the two swords. His hands were almost instantly unable to withstand the huge force, and a faint blood mist seeped out of his pores, and his figure kept retreating.

Fortunately, this huge force only crushed him for a moment, and Mu En felt that the pressure suddenly decreased a lot, and at the same time, there was a familiar light body fragrance lingering at the end of his nose.

A soft little hand held his back, and Mu En could feel the exquisite touch, but had no time to enjoy it, pressing against him to help him share the pressure.

Celecia stepped back and hummed, while pointing forward with her other hand sternly.

"Cohesion."

"freeze."

Magic power surged, and a magic cast without chanting quickly took effect. The huge amount of water was pulled out of the air in an almost decisive gesture, and then condensed into extremely cold ice in an instant.

With the cooperation of magic, the power of the gods from the Ice and Snow Goddess increased dramatically, and the beautiful ice crystals instantly covered the entire room. Countless ice crystals proliferated rapidly, clusters like spiked cages, and King Indra was submerged in them in the blink of an eye.

"A follower of the Snow Goddess?"

Standing in the ice cage, King Indra let out a soft chuckle: "No, I don't have the power of faith. From the looks of it, it must be a descendant of the gods. Are you the third princess of the empire?"

"You know this and you still won't back down?"

Celcia's eyes were gloomy:

"I don't care what benefits those people gave you, but when Belland attacked the princess and the son of a duke of the empire, are you ready to bear the wrath of the empire?"

"It does not matter."

She thought that King Indra would retreat in the face of difficulties, but Celcia did not expect that he would still look like he did not even raise his eyelids and said:

"It doesn't matter, no matter who you are, but this place is completely isolated from the outside world. If I kill you, who will know about you? You can sneak up here, and you must be hiding your head and tail to cover up others' eyes and ears."

"Besides, what about the anger of the empire? The empire is indeed terrible, but after all, it does not belong to one person."

"So, your identity doesn't matter to me."

"It doesn't matter."

A few repetitive and plain words were like whispers drifting in the wind, but what floated with them was not Zhi Ge's whispers, but...desperate murderous intent!

King Indra raised his hand again, and the long-lasting scars on his skinny palm were still there.

The shadow that I just got rid of, before I had time to take a breath, enveloped me again!

97. Wounds

Click.

Click.

Click.

The ice continued to break, and the ice cage blessed by Celcia's magic was unable to stop the skinny old man at all.

He was still sitting on the old futon. With just a slight shake of his shoulders, the surrounding ice instantly shattered. Instead, countless flying ice cubes were like thrown hidden weapons, tearing through the cold wind and shooting toward the two of them. .

Celcia's eyes flashed slightly, and the sharp ice blocks stopped just a few dozen centimeters away from her. She possessed the divine favor of the Goddess of Wind and Snow, and these ice blocks were still under her control.

The other party deliberately shook open these ice cubes to consume her energy... That's not right.

As the one who wears the crown, King Indra does not need to think too much when facing the two of them. I am afraid that to him, what he just did was just a casual action like ordinary people dusting off their shoulders.

Do ordinary people care about the dust they dust themselves off, or do they endanger the insects passing by?

Of course not.

And King Indra has already raised one of his hands, that is his real offensive move!

"Get ready to run away."

Just as Celcia was thinking about how to deal with this move, she suddenly heard the sound that was deliberately suppressed through fighting spirit so that only she could hear it.

"I'm here to look for opportunities."

The voice was still calm, as if the predicament in front of her was nothing more than a common occurrence for the owner of the voice, but Celicia could clearly hear a hint of determination in it.

Of course, it must be absolutely absolute. Facing a real crown-wearer, if you don't have the courage to fight, how can you find that extremely slim opportunity?

Therefore, before Celcia could say anything, the solid figure in front of her had already taken the initiative to rush forward.

…

Although he did not hesitate, Mu En could not help but feel a little bitter in her heart.

He and Celcia had been cautious enough along the way, hiding here and there, using various moves, various props, and various temptations.

After going through a lot of hard work and peeling off the cocoons, I finally peeled away the layers of camouflage in this suit and came here, thinking that I could finally see what I wanted to see.

But no one would have thought that those people would be so crazy as to put a crowned person here! !

Maybe he should have thought of it a little earlier, after all, he knew the relationship between King Indra and those people.

But now in hindsight, nothing can change what has happened.

therefore.

He can only fight hard.

Mu En sighed softly, her lowered eyes suddenly opened, and there was no longer any fear or confusion in her blue pupils.

Yes, I have to work hard again.

But...it's just a desperate effort. Haven't you already been used to this kind of desperate thing?

You, King Indra, want to regain face with me, but there are so many people who want to kill me to regain face, and you still can’t be ranked among them!

Boom!

A low roar sounded in Mu En's body.

It's like a distant bell ringing from infinite distance.

The alchemy core instantly increased its operating power to the maximum, and the heat on his back seemed to be burning.

The magic power all over his body began to gather towards his back, and he even stopped using the lighting technique.

But at this moment.

Boom.

A second low roar sounded, and the second alchemical core also started to operate without reservation at this moment.

His second alchemical core had been unsealed in the Lost Land, but this was the first time he used it with all his strength.

So a more terrifying time delay was imposed on him, sixty times... seventy times... eighty times! Everything around him was slower, and the flying icicles were like prop bullets in slow motion in the movie.

The more terrifying time delay brought a heavier burden to Mu En's body, and every joint made a creaking sound under the muscles that were contracted with all their strength.

Mu En gritted his teeth, and the precious magic stone that was hidden in his mouth just now shattered. In this rough way, he replenished the rapidly consumed magic power, and he himself rushed straight towards King Indra.

The changes in the body seemed to be divided into several levels, but this actually happened in just a moment, not to mention that it happened under the time delay of the Eternal Clock.