Opposite Leloa, the man with the lower half of his face turned the short knife in his hand, "Ahhh His attack was so fierce that the dagger came to life in his hand, and kept drilling into Leloa's deadly spot.

"It can't go on like this. Leloya wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and with some difficulty dodged the opponent's short knife. "If you want to find a flaw, you have to touch him. ”

Leloya has been fighting with the other party for so long, and he has long understood that although the opponent's style is arrogant but extremely cautious, as long as he shows the slightest intention to construct, he will immediately wave his knife to interrupt, this is his fighting instinct, even if he doesn't know what will happen, he can't let the other party have a chance to make a move.

"Damn, what should I do?" Leloya began to get impatient, being pressed and beaten was not his fighting style.

"Perhaps, I should think differently. Leloya narrowed her eyes slightly, stopped her movement to construct a psionic creature in her hand, and rushed towards the man with the short knife in his hand with his face covered and half of his face covered.

"Ahh ”

The short knife in the masked man's hand swirled between his fingers, breaking through the surrounding air current, sending psionic energy to stab at Leloa, who was only a few centimeters away from him.

The moment the tip of the dagger touched the clothes on Leloa's waist, Leloa dodged the tip of the knife at an incredibly strange angle.

At the same time, Leloya had gathered an extremely high concentration of psionic energy and pointed his fingers on the back of the masked man.

When the masked man was surprised and reacted extremely quickly to swing his knife and slash, Leloa, who had just made a false move, had already touched his neck with his hand, and spat out an obscure word:

"Ծᄇ!"

At this time, more than a dozen high-level (equivalent to A-level of the association) psionic envoys who came out of the building of the Mafia headquarters and wanted to help the masked people saw a strange and terrifying "magic":

A living person was held around the neck by the slender fingers of the young man. The white psionic light on it flickered, and the masked man began to twist directly from his neck into a mass of flesh with misaligned facial features and limbs!

"That'...... What is that?!" A man trembled and pointed to a piece of meat not far away, his voice trembling.

"People...... He...... He put ...... He's turned people into pieces of flesh! Devil! That must be the devil!"

"Run, run, that's the devil, how can a man become a lump of meat?!no, it can't be, it's impossible......"

The scene before them was clearly beyond the comprehension of the Mafia members, in their world, psionic energy was a tool, and they could not imagine that psionic constructing could change a person's structure, twisting it into an eerie and terrifying form.

Leloa, who was scarred, turned his head to look at them, revealing a bright smile that frightened the Mafia members.

"Leloa!uh...... What is this?" Mr. Sammy walked briskly from a short distance with a psionic cannon on his shoulder, and Gina and Euris looked at each other with a very complicated expression, silently looking at the masked man's flesh.

"It's just a lump of meat. Hey, the angle at which he used the knife was too tricky. Leloa casually threw a piece of imprisoning the flesh with a piece of spiritual magic, and complained extremely dissatisfied about the somewhat aggrieved battle just now. "Ahh

Leloa suddenly remembered his own guardian who was in charge of containing the two enemies, and asked Sammy a series of questions.

First of all, he's fine. Then, he came. Sammy rolled her eyes, and Nunu gestured to Leloa that his guardian had arrived.

"I'm fine, they're not very strong. But you, the enemy is tricky?" said Eglesh and Lynn as they walked over, and there was no surprise except that their hair was a little messy from the wind. Eglesh glanced at the wounds on Leloa's body, frowned, and squinted slightly at the imprisoned piece of flesh.

"It's okay, it's just that he's too cautious to give me any chance to construct psionic objects. "Having been with Eglesh for ten years, Leloya knew very well the meaning of his eyes, and for the sake of the prisoner area where the association had been free, Lyloya stepped forward and pulled down Eglesh's sleeve, indicating that he was fine.

"Actually, I'm a little worried about Ernacillic and Selina right now, a little worried. Ulis spoke at the right time, and she heard some information before fighting the enemy.

......

At the same time, the situation on the side of Ennacyrin is very dire.

No matter what the purple-haired man asked, Enacillicillin maintained a wooden state that neither opened nor moved, which made it rare for those who wanted to keep the mystery of the oppressive feeling of Enacillrin to remove the pretense of pleasure.

The man's name was Chico and he had no surname. As a member of the Mafia who was adopted and intensively cultivated, he was a madman, an executioner, and a demon in charge of interrogation in Mafia. He was extremely thin and had an eerie aura of blood, having been badly injured in the previous explosion, and while his ability to temporarily attenuate pain at a high cost as a leader-level psionic power, the hideous wounds on his body made him look less invincible.

Chico was so big, he had interrogated so many people, and he had never seen a person like Ennacyrin who could remain unmoved even if most of his body was corroded by acidic substances. You know, the shoulder blades and collarbones of Bai Sensen were already exposed at the shoulder where he was first corroded. He had used interrogation techniques since the beginning, but to no avail. After kicking Enacillin to the ground, Chico began to observe him, wondering what a boy under the age of sixteen had gone through to remain silent or immobile under his interrogation. You know, even Maphia's pain tolerance training can't train a person like this, so it can't be trained by the psionic association, they definitely don't do this kind of training.

At this time, Annecillin lying on the ground was not comfortable, no, it might be more appropriate to say that life is better than death. He has not yet reached the S level, and he cannot weaken the pain, so he can only rely on his will to grit his teeth and resist.

He was now glad that he had encountered demons as a child, and that he had realized that screaming and trembling had only made demons more excited when they tore at his flesh, so he endured the pain and fear, and remained unmoved like a dead man. This greatly reduced the demon's appetite and gave him a chance to escape.

"If I survive, Miss Selina will definitely treat me very quickly this time. Hey, I finally don't have to go to great lengths to force serious injuries in order to increase the speed of treatment. Enacillin smiled bitterly in his heart, and inhaled quietly to ease the pain in his body a little. "We can't go on like this, and if we are corroded for a while, we will be completely inactive. While he's still interested in psionic convergence, he must find a way to trap him. ”

Enercillin's eyes began to look dangerous, and he tried to construct the warped space of the dream.

Know that when people are threatened with death and suffering, their potential is limitless. Ernacillin could endure the pain of being torn apart and the sound of demons chewing on his own flesh waiting for an opportunity to escape, and now he could still endure the pain of most of his body being corroded and trapping his enemies.

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ps: It's busy after the start of school, and I guess I can't change it every day, so I'll see if I can save some manuscripts to keep it every day.