No, how can you be faster than me?"

Mija rushed all the way to the entrance of the passage that led to the final isolation room, but a shadow stood there, smiling and leaning against the wall and looking at her, it was Malf, he didn't breathe in the slightest, as if he was just a clone who had been waiting here for a long time.

"Because I'm Malf, the strongest here. Malf's calm tone was like saying something that was most normal.

"Don't try to stop me. Mi Jia raised the dagger in her hand, because she opened the soul oracle in unison, her physical energy was consumed too quickly, and now she was a little tired, and her hand holding the knife was trembling abnormally.

"What? do you think you can still rush past me now?" Malf stretched out his right hand and shook his hand in the same way as Mija, "Get rid of it, you can't even hold the knife steadily, what confidence do you have?"

As soon as Mi Jia saw a flower, Malf was already standing in front of him, his hand had been kept in that position, but now it was pinched on Mi Jia's neck, compared to him, Mi Jia could only be described as petite, and the whole person was lifted.

"Uh... Forehead ......"

Malf's strength was so great that Mija felt like her throat was on the verge of completely shattering, and if Malf increased her strength a little more, her neck would break. The air could not pass through even a single bit, the white face turned red from the lack of blood circulation, and not far away, the entrance to the isolation chamber became darker and darker...

At the last moment, when Mija was about to lose consciousness, Malf let go of her fingers, and Mijia fell to the ground, the pain of the impact on the hard floor cleared her mind a little.

"Kill me, since you can't organize all this, kill me!" Mija shouted in despair as she looked up at Marf's playful expression.

"Why did I kill you, you are still useful to me. ”

"Useful?" said Mija, "what's the use, let me tell you the legend of how Marff played with everyone and succeeded in resurrecting the legendary apostle and taking his power into his own hands?!" she became more and more excited, tears and snot sobbing her delicate makeup and beautiful face.

"No, you're still my subordinate, and now is just the first step in the plan, I still have a lot to do, and I need someone to trust. ”

"Trustworthy," Mija shook her head, her head bowed, and sobbed softly, "Is there anyone in this world that you trust?

Malf bent down and stroked Mija's hair, "Mijia, trust me, one day you will understand what I do." Huh?!"

At this moment, a blinding cold light suddenly rushed towards his heart, and in this place where only the emergency lights were still working, there were two blue bright eyes that were so dazzling.

Mija had never moved her bloodline to such an extent, and the reforged harder Northern Crown Blade had already begun to melt almost the moment she released the Soul Oracle.

The metal of the blade has changed from red to yellow or even almost white in milliseconds, and it stabbed towards Malf's heart with an indomitable momentum!!

"You're going to die for me!!" Mija's expression was as hideous as a female ghost, she was going to kill this guy, she was going to kill this bastard with a mouth full of lies!

Whew...

She froze...

Looking at the knife in his hand stupidly, the exquisite northern crown shark was only two-thirds of the blade left at this time, and those amazing lines had already melted. In front of the blade, there was a finger placed there, just such a finger, but it blocked the path of the short blade.

"How come?" Mija staggered back two steps and stared blankly at the finger that belonged to Malf, "No one can catch my attack like this, not even Martyusha will dare to meet my attack like this, even the mourning will be cut into pieces..."

"It also depends on who the opponent is, my girl. Malf lifted his hand, put his finger to his mouth and blew it, as if he had just done something very casual. He turned his head to look at the concrete pillar beside him, and once again stretched out his finger that had caught the attack, and made a few random strokes on the wall.

Then, in Mi Jia's dull gaze, the heavy concrete pillar actually broke into several pieces like this, all the fractures were neatly like mirrors, even if Mi Jia waved her high-frequency vibration dagger, it would never have reached such a point.

"Soul Oracle No. 71, Divine Blade..."Mi Jia muttered, she didn't expect that the person who only knew that standing behind the scenes and calling them everywhere every day would be a terrifying person to this extent.

For Malf, his own body is the sharpest weapon in the world, unless it is a soul seal weapon that is said to have sealed the most powerful bloodline, or a weapon made of the rarest blood of Soul Hunter can break this soul oracle known as the "Divine Blade".

"Kill me. Mija spoke again, she let go of her hands, and the two Northern Crown Blades fell, they shattered the moment they landed, as they had endured the terrifying heat and the structure of the sudden interruption of the Soul Oracle had been scattered.

"I'm sorry. Malf suddenly grabbed Mija by the hair, and Mijia, who had completely lost hope, had no strength at all, and she no longer had the slightest sense of resistance, so she dragged herself with Malf, dragging on the ground, and walked to a glass door with a fire hydrant painted on it.

With his other hand, he opened the door, which was a fire station with a water pipe, spray gun, and water valve.

Marff grabbed the coiled fire hose and threw it aside, then grabbed the round handle of the ball valve that was supposed to be used to discharge the water, twisted it twice counterclockwise, pressed it down, and twisted it half a turn clockwise.

The sound of a machine starting was accompanied by the sound of gears turning, and Malf's hand gently pushed against the wall, and the red wall, which even had the Russian fire alarm number 101 written on it, shook lightly and retreated.

It was a narrow passageway, so narrow that Malf had to lean sideways to pass Mija under his armpit, and the door behind him quickly closed, and the place was completely dark. Unable to see anything at all, without even the slightest light, Mija shivered, she was a little scared, this emotion did not know how long it had not been in her.

But she was really scared, she had never understood the once sunny and handsome boss beside her, she didn't know where she was going to be taken and what Malf was going to do to him.

After walking about ten meters through the cracks in the concrete, Malf stood still, groping around the walls, not knowing what he was looking for. Half a minute later, Mijia suddenly heard a click, as if Malf had flipped a switch, and the sound was an air switch?

Then, the sound of the contactor sucking sounded, and the light splashed overhead, and Mijia, who was accustomed to the darkness, was stabbed by the light and quickly closed her eyes.

Grabbing his hand and letting go, Malf stepped on his leather shoes and clattered to the side, and it took three seconds for Mijia to slowly open his eyes.

The space here is a little weirdly wide compared to the passage I just came in. It was a room about the size of an ordinary living room, hidden deep in the concrete, and the walls, floors, and walls were covered with a dense layer of metal mesh.

It was a huge Faraday cage, and the electric hell that Maltyusha had released with all her might had no effect on the facilities in this room.

Malf walked over to the corner, where there were strange containers piled up, a machine in motion, and a large gas tank-like thing next to it.

"Hydrogen generators, I do it myself. Malf said to Mijia with some pride, regardless of whether the latter ignored him or not.

The wiring of the generator was distributed through the transformer and the distribution cabinet to some unknown instruments, and some went into the wall, and there was a console next to the generator, which was full of monitors.

And the strangest thing is that in the middle of the room, there is something that looks a bit like a hospital X-ray operating table, with two mechanical arms around it, and there are restraint belts above and below the table.

Mi Jia touched the platform that looked extremely cold, and she didn't know if the coldness was due to the fear in her heart or the metal was really cold, which made Mi Jia shiver.

"Is this for me?" asked Mija softly.

"Well, if you can lie down on your own, you can save us a little time, and your resistance won't cause me too much trouble anyway. But ......"

Malf suddenly turned and rushed at Mija, grabbing Mija's hand, which was holding a small revolver with the muzzle just touching his chin.

"That's not a wise thing to do," Malf snatched the pistol, and with five fingers he smashed the small pistol to pieces. Then he picked up Mi Jia roughly, threw her on the table, and without saying a word, pulled the restraint belt and wrapped her limbs tightly.

"This was prepared for me a long time ago, wasn't it?" Mijia tried to urge the soul oracle, only to find that the harness was made of unknown materials, and her soul oracle could not affect it at all.

"Isn't my role to be a sworn enemy?" she bit her lip, and two lines of tears slipped down her beautiful cheeks.

"I lied to you. Malf leaned down and kissed Micha lightly on the lips, smiling so brightly.