"Half-baked 'knockoffs'? Are you, ignorant junior, trying to provoke me on purpose? Are you still afraid that you will die fast enough? Wrath's burning eyes flickered with a dangerous light, and the golden-red flames on his body began to retract, flowing like substance and gathering on his skeletal palm, gradually forming a double-edged battle axe with a red body, and countless golden flame-like runes could still be seen faintly beating on the blade.

"I didn't expect you to hear so well, but I don't deny it." Shen Hao shrugged his shoulders, took a step forward, and his body was suspended in mid-air, his left hand gently brushed on one side, but the swipe between his fingers silently cut a small crack in the void, and then his right hand quickly inserted into the crack and grabbed and pulled, and the thick and rough giant sword "Demon Slayer" was pulled out of the nightmare space with a black wind.

Unlike the flaming battle axe in Wrath's hand, which seemed to be like a fierce beast that couldn't be suppressed and was about to choose people to devour, the demon slaying heavy sword in Shen Hao's hand was dark and restrained, as if everything around him was being pulled and swallowed by it, even the light couldn't escape.

"Your sword ......" The flame in Wrath's eyes shrank suddenly, this seemingly plain, even simple and rough heavy sword like a whole iron plate, seemed to exude a palpitating feeling, somewhat familiar, like the gluttony Gluttony, but there was something different. Under that cold silence, it was like a wolf lurking, yes, a wolf, and the feeling of being locked in the deep eyes of the wolf was the source of its palpitations. The cold, relentless gaze, the white fangs hidden in the darkness, as if waiting for their prey.

"Just try it." Shen Hao smiled and carried the giant sword to his shoulder, and made a defiant gesture towards Wrath with his left hand. Wrath exploded in an instant, it hadn't tried this feeling of being treated as a prey in many years, it was only in the era of low-level nightmares that were not yet enlightened, and since it evolved into a high-level nightmare, it had always been high, and there was not a single opponent who dared to challenge its dignity that was not torn to pieces alive by it.

Wrath made a move, its figure suddenly crossed the limit of space, and the teleportation generally appeared in the sky above Shen Hao, the fiery red battle axe slashed down, and on the trajectory of the red shadow, the surrounding space appeared irregularly distorted.

Kim, who was watching the battle below, fell to his knees uncontrollably, and he stared into the air in shock. The other party's axe seemed unpleasant, after all, even he could barely see the edge of the axe blade. But with an axe, it seemed to drive the entire heaven and earth, crushing Shen Hao from all directions.

The position where Kim was standing was behind Shen Hao, a distance of 100 meters, and in order to give Shen Hao enough threat from Wrath's blow, the power he sent out was also tried to be tightened and not spilled over, but despite this, Kim who was watching the battle below still felt a pressure that made him desperate. He knew that if the target of this blow was him, he probably wouldn't even have the ability to escape, so he could only watch as the axe approached little by little, and then shattered his body into pieces.

The axe blade was approaching, and Shen Hao finally moved. Unlike Wrath's weird "slowness", Shen Hao's movements are incomprehensibly fast, one moment he still holds the giant sword on his shoulder and stands still, but the next moment he has already handed the sword out sideways, and the action of the sword in the middle seems to be like a movie cassette that has been abruptly deleted.

However, whether it is Wrath's weird "slowness" or Shen Hao's abrupt "fast". In the blink of an eye, the two weapons clashed together.

However, the expected earth-shattering collision did not happen. The reason was that the angle at which Shen Hao's sword was handed out was too tricky, and the sword body that seemed to be slashing towards the axe blade had an inclination at the moment of final contact. The broad, rough blade formed an outward bevel in the direction of the great axe's slash.

Wrath was slightly stunned, and the axe it slashed with all its strength was like slashing on a ball of slippery butter, and after feeling only a little resistance, it was uncontrollably unloaded to the side. An invisible strong wind blew, and below the two of them, a nearly 100-meter-long ravine appeared out of thin air, whether it was an abandoned building or a war machine discarded everywhere on the ground, all of them silently split into two. The ravines are so deep that they seem to be torn all the way to the depths of the earth.

"Oops!" Wrath originally saw that Shen Hao's weapon was so rough, and thought that he would definitely fight him with the first blow, but he didn't expect that the other party could use such a heavy weapon so skillfully. The blow that was originally full force was empty, and a big flaw was suddenly revealed.

And such a flaw, Shen Hao obviously did not let go, he only used a one-handed sword at the beginning, and it was also deliberate. As the two of them staggered, a black glow similar to that on the Demon Slayer surged from his left fist, and then slammed into Wrath's lower abdomen.

The flames in Wrath's eyes almost erupted, and his entire body was bowed like a shrimp, and his body was uncontrollably knocked out, crossing a parabola, but it just fell back to the position he had stood on.

"You ......" Wrath was furious, the broken bones in his abdomen quickly recovered, but this time his face lost his previous confidence. Because Shen Hao's punch just now was obviously different from when he hit himself before, it seemed to feel that the flame of anger wrapped around his body dissipated a little with this blow. Even the "rule imprint" in his body shook violently under this punch.

The so-called rule imprint is a symbol of the rules of the nightmare realm that controls one side. Whether it is a human soul or a natural spirit of the Nightmare Demon Clan, once their strength grows to the point where they can touch and control the power of the rules, a unique imprint will be formed in their bodies, and they basically rely on this imprint to resonate with the web of rules of the Nightmare Realm, so as to control a part of the rules of the Nightmare Realm.

Once this brand appears, it will solidify in the owner's body, and it will remain until the owner dies and the soul is gone.

Under normal circumstances, the confrontation between strong players of the level of Super Nightmare is a contest of the power of the rules controlled by each other, and only by suppressing the opponent's rules with their own rules and destroying the opponent's body can they erase the opponent's brand.

However, Shen Hao's blow just now seemed to penetrate all the barriers, directly bombarding the rule imprint deep in its body. Fortunately, this blow was not too heavy, I don't know if Shen Hao was still attacking tentatively or if his own strength was not enough, it just made Wrath's rule imprint tremble, causing the flame of anger it to ignite under its own "anger rules" to dissipate a little, and it did not cause much damage to it.

However, although the damage was not severe, the certainty of victory in Wrath's heart was a little shaken. Shen Hao's blow was too weird, vaguely making Wrath feel threatened, if his attack like this could continue, then Wrath's invincible ability would no longer be invincible, and its immortal body would eventually be in danger of death.

Wrath was stunned in his heart, stumbled a few times when he landed, and failed to organize a counterattack in time, but Shen Hao did not let go of the fighter's habit. I saw him take a step and suddenly appear behind Wrath, still at an imperceptibly fast speed, and the glittering black sword had already slashed in front of Wrath's neck when it appeared.

Wrath finally sensed that the culprit of Shen Hao's ability to directly attack the rule imprint in his body before was this deep ghostly light. It's just that Shen Hao used a fist when he attacked his abdomen at that time, and the black mangs wrapped in his fists were only a faint layer, but his rough-shaped heavy sword was hidden in this deep black mang, if his head was cut off by this sword, even Wrath was not sure that he would be able to recover in an instant like before.

However, Wrath's strength was not idle, although he was slightly shocked by Shen Hao's strange methods suddenly displayed, he still reacted quickly. Its body swooped forward rapidly, avoiding the killing move of Shen Hao's heavy sword cutting horizontally towards its neck, and at the same time, its left foot stepped forward as an axis, and with the inertia of the forward pounce, its body swirled in place, and the golden flames on the battle axe soared, bringing out a fire dragon and biting Shen Hao's body.

Kim who was watching the battle barely understood at this time, although Shen Hao seemed to be so "fast" that his naked eye could not catch it, while Wrath seemed to be "slow" enough to allow him to see every movement clearly, but in fact, the real speed of the two was actually almost the same. The reason why he always has such an illusion may be the effect of the power of the rules that he has not been able to come into contact with.

This discovery frustrated him, and he finally put down the round giant bow in his hand and slowly and cautiously retreated towards the periphery of the battlefield according to Shen Hao's suggestion. The current battle had indeed far exceeded his expectations, and there was no point in staying there except to become a burden.

As early as when he was in the rebel camp, although he established a cooperative relationship with Shen Hao, his impression of Shen Hao at that time was still the last time they met. At that time, although Shen Hao was also at the pinnacle of the king-level masters, the power conveyed by the fifteen pseudo-king-level powerhouses in the headquarters was gathered by the Kim and the others, and they had completely reached the peak of the king-level level, so they actually only had the idea of dispensable for Shen Hao's combat power.

Later, they played some tricks to abandon Shen Hao and the others, and hunted the Demon King alone, in fact, they also had a little caution about not wanting Shen Hao to get a piece of the pie, after all, in the camp, the agreement between the two parties was to distribute according to work. And their own combined strength also has absolute confidence, and they can easily take down any high-level nightmare.

But now he knew that they underestimated the enemy, and also underestimated Shen Hao, and the little resentment that had arisen before because Shen Hao was late and almost wiped out their entire army had all disappeared at this moment. After all, if it weren't for him this time, not only their Millerkel, but the entire M country of Nightmare would have to be buried here.