"Prince...... Your Highness? ”

"Wait, did we hear something terrible!"

When Su Mufeng's identity was revealed, audiences from all over the world fell into a stupor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Su Mufeng, who was in front of Prometheus, was also confused.

He didn't know anything about the meaning of "prince", and he was confused at this time.

Wait, did you recognize the wrong person?

What the hell is the prince?

In Su Mufeng's imagination, Prometheus's attack should be the revenge of the Black Domain for the total destruction of the mercenaries last night, but now it seems that he is inexplicably saddled with an oversized black cauldron?

But Prometheus didn't care about Su Mufeng's blankness, the long wind whistling in the sky raised his shirt high, he smiled, pointed at Su Yuji casually, and said, "That's the spoils Your Excellency deserves, go and take it." ”

“…… Fei, take her away first. Su Mufeng frowned slightly.

Han Fei hesitated: "Sir, Fei should be able to help you a little." ”

Su Mufeng sighed lightly: "He doesn't even need to stay the last hostage." ”

The background behind this pride goes without saying.

Han Fei understood what Su Mufeng meant, bit her lip, leaned over and saluted, then stepped forward, picked up the unconscious Su Yuji, and walked out.

When passing by Su Mufeng, Han Fei's pace faltered, and he said softly: "Sir, the matter in the morning is Fei's fault...... I'm sorry. ”

Su Mufeng was stunned.

The thing Han Fei was referring to was probably her inexplicable coldness in the morning, and she apologized at this time, this kid is really ......

“…… It's cute. ”

In Han Fei's puzzled expression, the corners of Su Mufeng's mouth lifted lightly and smiled.

Immediately, he turned around, his sword unsheathed, and did not look back.

Prometheus bowed slightly.

At this moment, the audience in front of the TV and in the live broadcast room is still relaxed, and the complaints are still the same.

"What about talking about the girl after the fight?"

"Thousands of miles to send sister, Prometheus children's shoes have worked hard."

"Translate the mouth shape of the Sword Immortal just now: get married."

In the eyes of the audience at this time, the war has come to an end, and Prometheus is just making a pointless stubborn resistance, so there is no sense of tension.

But when the final war began, this light-hearted freehand turned into consternation.

……

When Han Fei hugged Su Yuji, he stepped out of the entrance of the top floor.

In the empty and vast hall, only the breath of two people and the ticking of the hour hand echoed quietly.

The world fell silent for a while.

The next moment.

【Boom——】

The roar of the sonic barrier being completely torn apart echoed throughout the firmament!

Su Mufeng's pupils constricted, and in front of his eyes, the figure of Prometheus had disappeared from the entire hall.

――No, it's not disappearing, it's a speed that surpasses the limits of retinal capture!

There was only a trace of the afterimage, which cast a black shadow in the air.

During the conditioned reflex, Su Mufeng raised his long sword.

In the incredible sight of countless people, the figure of Prometheus appeared in front of Su Mufeng, smiling wildly.

His right fist slammed into the cold blade!

A dazzling spark burst out in the void, and the sound of gold and iron resounding in the sky!

……

……

The central organ of the southern capital, the underground base.

Hundreds of researchers in white robes looked nervous and manipulated complex data on the projection interface.

On the big central screen, countless windows pop up quickly, and then in a flash, the torrent of data pours like a waterfall.

"The second stage of the maximum level of output!"

"Attack speed 2.1 Mach!"

"No psionic reaction yet!"

A shout echoed in the hall and fell into Lin Huaimin's ears, making him pale.

"Is the so-called killing of a second-order psionic in the form of a mortal a miracle of this magnitude?"

Lin Huaimin muttered: "Is the result of the winning rate model analysis out?" ”

The young researcher said in a trembling voice, "31.37%...... This is the best prediction made based on the combat power that the prince has shown so far, and in the absence of external interference. ”

“31.37％？” Lin Huaimin frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "Get ready, deal with the appearance of the Protector—"

……

……

Nandu International Finance Building, top floor.

At this time, the battle situation had developed to the point of white heat, the walls of the hall were full of traces of sword qi tearing, and the floor could not withstand the impact of Prometheus, and it almost cracked.

In the face of Prometheus's terrifying offensive, Su Mufeng became more and more difficult to support, and completely turned to the defensive, but even so, he could not resist Prometheus's step-by-step pressing.

Colliding with Prometheus's heavy fist, another crack slowly emerged on the sword body of the Qingfeng long sword.

Su Mufeng's figure instantly withdrew ten meters, temporarily away from the main battlefield, his face was pale, and he was wheezing violently.

With the battle instinct and swordsmanship given by the Summoning War Poem, he was gradually unable to cope with this kind of high-intensity combat.

And Prometheus was not in a hurry to pursue, paced slowly, and stepped forward, "Your Royal Highness, it seems that the emperor's favor has completely degraded your strength, and that great bloodline has become worthless. ”

"Prince, Emperor? What the hell is that! Su Mufeng clenched his teeth.

"There's no point in concealing it." Prometheus sighed, "Your Highness, I am disappointed in your strength—call the Emperor, I disdain to bully the weak." ”

High up, as if the gods were looking down on mortals, Su Mufeng's forehead couldn't help but be bruised, from virtual to real, the countless eyes looking at this city were also burning with raging anger.

But all this will not change the tide of the war after all.

Prometheus's footsteps finally came to Su Mufeng's side, and he looked indifferent, "If you don't call the emperor again, I won't keep my hand anymore...... I hope that the great power of the emperor can reawaken His Royal Highness from the hands of Hades, the god of the underworld. ”

Su Mufeng took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, I don't think the ending has been determined so early......"

Pale golden dots of light quietly appeared in the palm of his clenched hand.

In this desperate situation, Su Mufeng was not ready to disguise anymore, he didn't know if Prometheus was also deliberately avoiding the exposure of spiritual energy and only fighting with pure strength, nor did he know what kind of prohibition existed on the mysterious side...... None of this meant anything to him.

- My sister and Han Fei are still waiting for him to go back to dinner at home.

"So, here begin, Prometheus......"

Su Mufeng's tone was very calm, he casually threw away the long sword and raised his right arm.

Prometheus raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Oh, it's starting to get interesting—"

He still stood calmly in front of Su Mufeng, as if he didn't care about the upcoming offensive.

Su Mufeng closed his eyes gently.

The Sea Seal can block Prometheus' full attack for at least ten seconds.

Ten seconds, barely enough.

It's not clear how much of a difference it will have, but at least you can buy yourself enough time to escape.

The pale golden light in the palm of his hand gradually turned into a flying streamer, and Su Mufeng began to meditate in his heart.

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

“…… Ay? ”

In the next moment, Su Mufeng opened his eyes in a daze.

[Boom!] 】

In an instant, under the equally unbelievable gaze of Su Mufeng and Prometheus, the thunder of destruction that penetrated the heavens and the earth descended from the top of the sky! (To be continued.) )