The face of the Chinese character, the messy scum, and the terrible eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This was the first impression of the person in front of him, and I have to say that the look in his eyes was like the gaze of the god of death from the underworld, which made him, the god of death, tremble.

At this time, Takayama Kai and the others left the hall, and the huge room was only empty mole and the man on the seat, and the largest leader of the place stared at each other with opposite eyes.

After looking at the other party's eyes, the empty mole noticed the other party's figure, which was unusually tall, and the empty mole thought that his height of 177 was not short even if it was not tall, but the other party was half a head taller than himself even if he was sitting, and the preliminary estimate was at least two meters away.

The other man's Death Overlord suit was open, revealing his muscular chest, and he could see shocking scars spreading across the man, mocking his enemies like hellish snakes and clowns' smiling faces.

Randomly placed on his lap was a long, ordinary-shaped knife, protected by a sheath with ornate patterns, as if it were not a murderous weapon but a work of art.

When he was watched by this man, the empty mole even felt that the air around his body was imprisoned by spiritual pressure, so that he could not even move the slightest.

"Damn, what the hell is this?!hidden boss??"

No matter how hard he racked his brains, the empty mole couldn't understand the situation in front of him, there was absolutely no existence of this person in the memory of his previous life, but this terrifyingly strong spiritual pressure was also a real existence, which made the empty mole fall into a short-term chaos.

But after all, he is empty, and after a moment of blank brain, he still returns to reason, no matter what, the other party now looks like he obviously wants to talk, so at least he is free for the time being.

"You, the Grim Reaper?" said the man in the chair.

"Hmm. Under the pressure of the huge spiritual pressure, the empty mole felt that he had to use all his strength to say a word.

Spiritual pressure can't hurt people, but it brings pressure to people all the time, as if a helpless person is thrown between a group of fierce beasts, unless he is going to get himself the money for a down payment, otherwise no one can withstand that terrible pressure.

It was a warning of danger from the depths of the soul.

Despite feeling rather unnatural all over her body, the empty mole kept her dead fish eyes and stared at the man.

"Is it from the Soul Court?" the man spoke again.

"Yes, members of the thirteenth team of the court, immortal empty moles. ”

Although he wasn't sure what the other party thought, the empty mole still reported his name.

"Well, that's good. ”

The man's eyes lit up as if he had found some strange toy, and then he buried his head deeply in thinking about something.

Although he didn't know what the other party's good sentence meant, the empty mole felt that the spiritual pressure beside him was squeezing towards him, which was the reason why the other party put his mind on him.

Despite instinctively, this spiritual pressure frightened him, but the empty mole still resisted the trembling instinct and reached for the slashing knife at his waist.

Even if it can only last for a second, it is better than being killed by the other party without any action.

A warrior is going to die in battle.

For no reason, the words that Madara had said sounded in his mind, and then his mind was clear, and there were no more nonsense thoughts, and everything in the world was only knives and opponents.

"It's been too long...," the man muttered

"I've forgotten how many years I've been waiting for and finally made me wait. The hoarse voice has an irrepressible excitement.

"I don't know, is there anyone else who remembers my name as Shadow Dragon Fight. ”

As if sighing, as if expecting, Shadow Dragon Dou stood up from his seat for the first time and slowly walked towards the empty mole.

Shadow Dragon Fight??

Repeatedly confirming his memory, the empty mole can be sure that he has never heard of this person, but even if he dies, he does not dare to say such words as "no, everyone has forgotten" at such a time.

"You are the word of death... You must understand, right?" Shadow Dragon Dou held the scabbard in his left hand, and gently pulled out the knife with his right hand.

It was the most ordinary slashing knife, a complete image of a sword, without a trace of characteristics, and it could be said to be quite simple compared to the blade inside the gorgeous scabbard.

"There are three more steps... As long as he takes three more steps, it's my best range..."

The Sky Mole silently calculated, but the Shadow Dragon Dou seemed to know what he was thinking, and after only two steps, he stopped, and then pointed the blade in his hand at the Sky Mole.

"Do you know how this is going to be normal?"

"Huh?" the empty mole felt confused.

Obviously, others will only change after reciting the first explanation, and it will change back to normal after a while, but I have been like this for so many years. Shadow Dragon Dou held the blade in his hand and gestured up and down, as if to make the empty mole see more clearly.

"Probably the liberated type at any time...?"

Despite not knowing what was going on, Sora answered the other party's question.

"I've heard this before, but is there really nothing I can do?" said Shadow Ryudou, with a distressed expression.

"This... I don't know, don't most people try their best to extend the duration of their first solution? ”

"Because this is very annoying...", he waved his hand at the empty mole a few times, and in an instant, the empty mole felt as if he was being targeted by countless demons, and the monstrous spirit crushed his body.

"As long as you make a move, you will do this. "Shadow Dragon Dou seems to be very helpless.

“...........”

Because he felt that the other party was not hostile at all, this time the empty mole didn't feel anything, and after thinking about it carefully, he roughly understood something.

This guy's ability to slash the sword is extremely terrifying spiritual pressure, not referring to the spiritual power that can be used, but simply spiritual pressure.

It's like the legendary journalists who seem to run fast, and even though no one has ever seen how fast they can run, they all feel like they must be running fast.

"I'm always treated like a terrible guy... It's also very distressing to be able to squat there every day and read the comics brought by the present world. "Shadow Dragon Dou seems to be hard to find people complaining.

"What about those people out there—" Sora felt that his expression must be quite hideous

Long Dou: "They don't even know what the solution is, so there's no point in discussing it with them." ”

Empty Mole: "Where's this Death Tyrant?"

Long Dou: "I once met a god of death who sent it, waved at him and said hello and he gave it to me." ”

Empty Mole: "Where's this knife?"

Long Dou: "I picked it up on the road, and after I picked it up, I dreamed that it was called Kinemaru one night, and I called it, and it was like this the next day." ”

Empty Mole: "What do you mean by saying that the Lingting Court still remembers you?"

Long Dou: "I've been to the Lingling Court to play before, but unfortunately I don't know why I was picked up and thrown here by a group of people wearing such black clothes." ”

Empty mole: "I want to be quiet, don't ask me who Jingjing is......."