As mentioned earlier, the monster named 'Aragami' is made up of a special type of cell.

The origin of this particular cell is unknown, but judging from its perfect differentiation and adaptability, the power of the oracle cell is worthy of the word 'god' in its name. And the monster made of this cell is naturally not weak.

In the multidimensional plane of the God Eater, the origin of the Oracle Cell, the Godkillers who are tasked with slaying the Aragami divide their enemies into six classes. Mo Jun met before that the Riluo belongs to the basic species, and it is worth mentioning that this kind of level sometimes does not mean that the higher the level, the stronger the strength, it only reflects the 'relative' state display.

For example, the gray-blue butterfly-like Aragami in front of Mo Jun and Weiss at this time. The monster named Cyra was given the suffix of [Fallen Sky], which means that it is a basic species individual that has mutated in order to adapt to the environment. Cyra] has the same combat power.

"I was able to avoid the [Wind Catching Rope], it seems that the two of you had a premeditated plan." He Daoren's voice was fierce, and a handful of sweat was pinched in his palms: after all, he was too confident in his magic weapon, thinking that there was no existence among the low-level trialists who participated in the mission that could break the [Wind Catching Rope], and now he tasted the bitter fruit of arrogance.

"'Catching up' is not to be talked about, is it really good for you to be distracted while fighting?"

In the face of Mo Jun's provocation, He Daoren immediately snorted coldly, and the four spirit sword formations, which had little effect, were dismantled into four spirit swords under his mind. The butterfly-shaped Aragami 'Cyra' saw the sudden increase in the number of enemies, and his face was full of vigilance. But it didn't take long for Aragami to see that the enemy in front of him was not a group of people, and even said... It can be described as a life-and-death enemy.

To say that He Ming also has some ability, even Mo Jun relied on cooperating with the white-clothed young man to kill Riluo, and He Daoren single-handedly beat this Xila to only defensive strength, which can be seen from the strength of the two. But some things can't be decided by strength alone.

For example, the current situation.

Mo Jun and Wei Si confronted He Daoren head-on, and beside He Ming was the vicious desolate god who was weak but ready to attack, Cyla, and used a sentence to describe He Daoren's current situation, that is, there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, which can be described as a dilemma.

Mo Jun stared coldly at He Daoren's every move, secretly analyzing the latter's movements, at the moment, He Daoren's best choice is to defend instead of attacking, looking for a gap to escape in an embattled situation, this is the safest routine, because this He Ming's strength is so strong that even Weisi's attack can only play some harassing role, not to mention that it is useless to know what tricks he is hiding. In other words, if He Daoren wanted to escape, Mo Jun really had no choice.

But when He Daoren patted his waist, he saw a few spirit runes flying towards the desolate god who was hesitant, and in an instant, those spirit runes turned into a large yellow and green net and bound it in place. Although He Daoren thought that the above movements were extremely fast, there was still one person present who was faster than him.

Raise your sword, step on, sprint! When the spirit rune trapped the desolate god, Weiss had already rushed straight towards He Ming with an invincible force, although the latter was prepared in his heart, but in the face of such a swift and lightning-like attack, he also felt a pinprick pain.

"It's good to come!" With a loud roar, He Daoren turned around and retreated sharply, the white rainbow sword shadow in his hand flew over, and the white sword qi scattered with the dance, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi blew up a large layer of snow. And the sharp blade in He Ming's hand was definitely not an idle thing, and as soon as Sen Ran's sword qi was used, it enveloped the two opposites. Under the halo of sword shadows, there were two figures flying up and down. Two swords, one is a magic wheel stabbing sword, the other is a psychic sword, any of them, if they are really hit by the vital point, it will be a burning jade.

Rao is Mojun has experienced a lot of battles, but there is no room for interference in the close-paced, murderous technical duel between Weisi and He Daoren, if you participate in it at will, it may be a lose-lose consequence.

With a roll of his eyes, Mo Jun put his mind on the butterfly Aragami who was tied up to play.

He Daoren was fighting fiercely with Weis, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure swaggering towards his prey, and his heart was immediately furious.

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Seeing the red, Willow Leaf Bai Wan returned, Weisi stood still with a sword, and her pretty face was cold: "It's a bad habit to wander in battle, your opponent is me." ”

"Hmph, I don't need you to teach me." He Daoren stroked the shallow wound on his cheek, and secretly said that although this girl was as beautiful as a lotus flower, she was even more fierce than his old man when she fought. Immediately put away his distracting thoughts, and focused on the tricks with Weiss without distractions. As for Mojun... Let him be.

The ink-colored flames burned quietly in the palm of Mo Jun's hand, as if they were condensed and destroyed. He pondered for a moment, and finally stuck his hand attached to the flame of deconstruction to the large web of yellow-green light. The deconstruction flames, which were superior to the decomposition of energy, quickly gnawed away the entire net, and Mo Jun retracted the black chain of information and glanced at the Aragami Cyra who had escaped from the trap.

If you don't consider other non-human factors, just looking at the upper body, Cyra is worthy of the title of 'goddess', but it's a pity that people use 'it' instead of 'it' when they mention this person...

The colorful butterfly wings bloomed the moment the spirit rune restraint disappeared, and bursts of colorful phosphorescence light slowly spread into the air from the wings, as magnificent and beautiful as a beautiful galaxy. But Mo Jun frowned when he saw this, and his heart added a little solemnity. Cyra's eyes all opened, and the beast's pupils quickly took the situation on the field into her mind. Although she didn't know why Weiss and He Daoren suddenly became entangled, Cyra knew that her enemy at this time had become Mojun.

The Black Lord and the White Emperor replaced the Deep Blue Greatsword and appeared in the hands of Mo Jun for a long time, but the latter had no room for emotion at this time, and he had been dodging - or rolling unilaterally since the beginning of the battle with Cyra.

That's right, roll! Mo Jun never thought that the attack method of this cargo floating in the air was actually a barrage attack! And there are many ways to attack, from laser beams to tracking light bullets, and various long-range strikes such as time-lapse barrages will make Mo Jun unwanted, if it weren't for the fact that there was a certain prelude to Cyra's attack, Mo Jun would be a dog. The crawling style was not as unscathed as it is now.

"Then He Daoren was able to suppress Cyra, and almost killed it..."In the dodge, Mo Jun thought of the scene he saw in the air, if he hadn't interrupted himself, this desolate god would have become the unjust soul of He Ming's subordinates now.

"Even Ri Luo has a stiff charge, I don't believe you have no flaws!" Thinking like this, Mo Jun used the Black Lord and White Emperor to constantly test the sensitive area of Cyra's attack while dodging. Fortunately, he used a weapon like the Black Lord and the White Emperor that could freely switch forms, and if he used the dark blue giant sword directly, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to touch the hair of Cyra.

Finally, just as the dust crystal ammunition was about to hit the umbrella-like organ above Cyra's head, the latter let out a rapid chirp, interrupting the barrage of energy condensed in his hand and protecting the top of his head with his wings.

"That's it!" Such an obvious vital feature made Mo Jun cry out, but the next question followed: under the conscious protection of Cyra, how could he hurt the vital point of this Aragami.

There is only one answer, white-knuckle combat!

The attack strength of the pistol-like Black Lord and White Emperor is really too low, even with the blessing of vitality and external image power, it is not as powerful as an ordinary sniper rifle, let alone penetrating the hard exoskeleton composed of oracle cells on Aragami's body.

The thought flashed through him, but Mo Jun directly opened the Tongyuan step without any ambiguity. By injecting a large amount of vitality at once, Mo Jun's acceleration this time even gave him a feeling of teleportation—it was just a feeling. In the blink of an eye, Mo Jun jumped directly under Cyra from a few meters away, and was about to burst into pursuit of the vital place above his head.

Phew-

The butterfly wings that had not moved for a long time suddenly fanned up, and the wind force that drove Sila turned around, and happened to dodge Mo Jun's bottom-up attack, and after turning gracefully, Sila skillfully shook her wings, and Mo Jun only felt that there was a darkness around him, and a burst of nausea and retching suddenly appeared on his chest.

Poisonous! Mo Jun quickly came to this conclusion, in fact, if someone looked at Mo Jun from a distance, they would find that he had been shrouded in a dark purple mist, the viscous mist that almost turned into a liquid condensed the poison on Cyra's body, if a trialist with a slightly weaker physique attribute entered it, I am afraid that he would die of poison in a few moments.

Although Mo Jun's physique is a cut higher than that of ordinary people (5 points), he is not much stronger under this poison, but he has something that ordinary people do not have-vitality and external image power!

The wall of breaking the spell became the strongest barrier against the invasion of the poisonous mist, and everywhere the inky fire of deconstruction went, the poisonous fog was washed away like ice and snow melting. Seeing that his move was so simple that he was resisted by Mo Jun, Nacyra let out a long roar and directly sacrificed the last hole card - the colorful enchantment!

Like the Thunder Mallet Enchantment of Ri Luo, Cyra also has a similar ability, but unlike the Thunder Mallet's bias control, Cyra's five-color light screen can directly give great damage to the enemy while expanding, He Daoren was overshadowed by this move at the beginning, and Mo Jun was so close to Cyra at this time, even if he had seen how He Daoren resisted this move before, he couldn't imitate it - it was too late.

But Mo Jun has something that He Dao people don't have, and the ink-colored flames spread quietly, protecting Mo Jun's front for a moment before the light screen expanded. The power of deconstruction lived up to expectations in the confrontation with the five-color light screen - without it, even the enchantment was an energy body, and wasn't the thunder mallet enchantment that bound Riluo in the first place also cracked in this way.

Sometimes, a small moment can make the difference between a fight.

The black and white short swords that the twin spears turned into after a mechanical sound, Mo Jun didn't look at Cyra, who was stiff in casting, and directly turned on the [Assassination Technique-Twin Bell Towers] and jumped up, hitting the third eye of the butterfly-shaped Aragami with a heavy blow.

Dark red blood splattered in the air, and Mo Jun stepped lightly, using the Shadow Step skill attached to his cloak to reach Cyra again.

[Assassination Technique - Yin and Yang Spiral]!

The two blades were intertwined, and the fierce sword qi that bloomed from it directly cut Cyra's umbrella-shaped organ in half, and the huge body of the Aragami suffocated in the air, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

The dust has settled.

(Ahh It seems that this month's full attendance is gone, and Mr. Cat has failed to press the second.... ）