Digestion?

The old housekeeper was stunned.

Then, a trace of annoyance flashed on the other party's crazy face.

He had come into contact with the wreckage of the 'Apostles'.

Of course he knew what it was.

Don't say it's digested, normal people will be in fatal danger if they touch it.

Even if Jason is very powerful and has the title of 'Ship Slayer', he can temporarily swallow the 'Apostle's Aura' with his strong physique, but it is absolutely impossible to digest it.

If you want to truly absorb and use the power in it, you must arrange several rituals that cooperate with each other, and then choose the right time to complete it.

That's right.

It's just possible!

Even with all the arrangements, there is still the possibility of failure.

Needless to say, what digestion is!

The 'apostolic halo' is not food!

How is it possible to digest!

Therefore, the old butler did not believe Jason's words at all.

Instead, he thinks Jason is making fun of him.

"Do you think you can hinder me by taking out the 'apostolic apostle' in advance?"

"Innocent!"

Staring at Jason's bandaged body, the old butler, who thought he had understood everything, sneered.

Digestion is naturally impossible.

But it is possible to remove it with the power of the 'Unyielding Copper' doctor and then hide it.

"Let me see where my stuff is!"

The old butler said this, completely ignoring Jason in front of him, and turned his hands over his head like flowers.

Suddenly, the 'Tu Fu Yu' gathered at his feet instantly spread.

After only half a breath, these mysterious words filled the entire 'Copper Unyielding' camp.

After so many years of careful planning, the old butler naturally understood the 'apostle' to the extreme.

For the 'Apostle' and the 'Apostle's Aura', this old butler has special search and locking skills.

As long as the 'apostle's aura' was in the vicinity, he was sure that he would be able to find it.

Then, he was going to laugh at Jason in front of him.

Laugh at each other's ignorance.

And......

Bite off more than one can chew!

Although the 'Ship Slayer' is powerful, it is only for ordinary people.

To him?

It's nothing.

A 'Sabi Starman's warship', as long as he is fully arranged, he can easily 'cut down'.

And now, before coming to this 'unyielding of copper' camp.

He's fully furnished.

So, the old butler was full of confidence.

However, soon, the old butler, who was still full of confidence at the last moment, had a sluggish face again.

No!

Nowhere else!

In the scope of his rituals, not to mention the 'aura of the apostles', there is nothing to do with the 'apostles'!

It's impossible!

Anyone who has received the 'apostolic aura' will not be able to keep such loot away from him!

He won't.

He believed that others would not.

But the facts in front of him were telling him: Jason really did it.

Immediately, the old butler's gaze at Jason changed.

"I'm underestimating you."

The old butler said.

When he said this, the crazy expression on the other party's face became calm, and he looked at Jason again, as if he had seen Jason for the first time.

"You actually handed over something so important to someone else."

"Do you trust him or her?"

"Looks like you're underestimating the 'apostle's aura'!"

"I'm looking forward to your results!"

The old butler said, a mockery on his face.

Especially when it comes to 'results', such mockery reaches a kind of extreme.

A man like the old butler would never trust anyone else.

Therefore, he confirmed that Jason's doing so did not end well.

The best result is also a chicken fly egg beating.

The worst possible outcome?

The old butler chuckled, and the mockery turned to a faint malice.

He looked forward to seeing that.

"I never underestimated the 'apostolic aura,' on the contrary, I think I know it best."

Jason replied as he stood still, his tone unquestionable.

That's just the way it is.

Has anyone eaten the 'halo of the apostles'?

Who knows what it's like?

It's a mouthful of 100 satiety and 1 point of excitement.

Unfortunately, he only ate two bites.

Third ......

Didn't eat it.

It's a shame for Jason.

If he could, he really wanted to eat all the 'Apostle's aura', and of course, the 'Apostle' itself could also eat, and his body was enough for him to eat a beautiful meal.

However, such an assumption, Jason knew that it was impossible.

At least for a long time, the 'apostles' will not be able to come.

So, he needed to make up for it with something else.

Jason's gaze looked at the old butler in front of him, and he kept shaking his nose.

Tasteless!

Very light taste!

It's quite a distance from here!

Only one approximate direction can be determined!

It will take some time for a more accurate decision.

When confirming the identity of the other party, Jason did not believe that the other party would not have a 'snack' similar to a 'magic prop'.

How could a person who has been plotting and arranging for a long time not have similar props.

Not to mention, the other party is good at arranging 'rituals'.

With the [mystical knowledge] he possessed, it was clear that some 'rituals' required valuable materials, and these were 'food' for Jason.

At most, it is divided into 'main meals' or 'snacks'.

Therefore, Jason can deduce that the old butler in front of him is just a 'real stand-in'.

Or more accurately, a doppelganger.

The opponent should have mastered a secret technique similar to a clone.

These doppelgangers are the same as the main body.

Vivid.

You will be injured and you will die.

This is not some unfounded speculation, but there is real evidence.

Think of the set-ups in Edward's secret base.

Since 'Edward' knew this kind of 'ritual', it was impossible for Fendilt, as a 'teacher', not to.

Only in this way can we explain the truth that the other party was 'killed' at that time.

And on the premise of having a doppelganger, it is understandable that the other party is so 'above board'.

Jason doesn't care about that, though.

He cares about 'food'.

Therefore, until the specific location of the 'food' is really determined, he will not 'startle the snake', he will delay the time.

"Huh."

The old butler laughed.

The laughter was full of contempt, and he thought that Jason was just 'holding on'.

He'd seen so many people like it.

Naturally, he would have classified Jason as one of those people.

Because of this, he temporarily changed his mind.

"I want you alive!"

"I want you to see for yourself what kind of ending your so-called 'trust' is!"

The old butler said maliciously.

"Keep me alive?"

"Are you too arrogant?"

Jason spoke, but his sense of smell was seizing the time to lock on to the location of the 'food'.

"Do you really think that you are really powerful when you have the title of 'Ship Slayer'?"

The old butler sneered.

"Or else?"

"At least I have."

"And you?"

"Not really!"

Jason asked rhetorically.

Jason could easily see the anger on the face of the old butler in front of him reappear when he said this.

It's different from the previous irritation.

The anger in front of you is a little more pure.

"I've changed my mind!"

"It's not a good idea to keep you alive completely!"

"I will cut off your hands and feet, cut off your tongue, and marinate you in jars, so that you will see what is happening before you, and hear their true words, but you will not be able to refute them."

Saying such words, the old butler directly moved.

The 'cage' composed of the 'Tufuyu' that had just been torn open by Jason was twisted again at this time, and the 'gap' that was torn open was like a mouth, biting towards Jason.

And then—

Crunch!

As if with the twisting sound of metal, a spark appeared on Jason's bitten arm.

The 'cage' composed of 'Tufu language' didn't bite Jason!

Moreover, as if it had been cracked out, the 'cage' composed of 'Tufuyu' became more and more distorted.

This scene made the old butler's eyes flash with shock.

His 'power' is naturally clear to him.

Not to mention flesh and blood, even if it is a body of steel, his 'power' can be torn.

Although at the time of the experiment, it was a little constrained in the face of the 'chariot', but how could a person have a 'chariot' level of defense?

The old butler, who didn't believe the scene in front of him, once again manipulated the 'cage' composed of 'Tufuyu' to attack Jason.

This attack was no different from the previous ones.

With a screeching sound, sparks splashed everywhere.

Except for the bandage that was partially shattered, Jason remained unscathed.

"Impossible!"

This time, the old butler simply exclaimed.

Jason, on the other hand, moved his body slightly.

In previous battles, he would always encounter an existence far beyond his own strength, so that the defense of his body could not be exerted at all, and he could only rely on 'talent' to find opportunities.

And now that he finally showed the strength of his body, Jason was a little unaccustomed to it.

That didn't stop Jason from fighting back, though.

The [Sword of Dawn], which had already completed two charges, slashed straight out.

Airplanes!

The 30-meter-long lightsaber slashed through.

Findirt quickly retreated, and at the same time, gathered in front of him the 'cage' composed of 'Tufu'.

But in the face of the [fighter level] slash, such a block is futile.

The 'cage' composed of those 'Tufu words' was directly shattered.

And Fendilt, who had easily dodged Jason's slash before, had no room to resist at all this time, and was swept over by the [Sword of Dawn].

Burst!

The opponent's body is split in two.

Blood drifted and stumps flew up.

"Why is the slash so much faster this time?"

"You just did it on purpose?"

The stump fell to the ground, and Findirt did not die, even if it was a clone, but the special power still gave the other party a strong vitality.

But at this time, Findirt was not proud of his exuberant vitality.

The pain hit his nerves like a tidal wave.

Each wave of pain made his eyes widen.

The anger in Findirt's eyes seemed to be substance at this time.

How much is this sword twice as fast as the previous one?

This left him with a complete error in his calculations.

Even, it was caught off guard and lost directly.

For such an inquiry, Jason did not deny it.

The [Sword of Dawn] he slashed out earlier was deliberately slowed down.

Why?

Aren't the immediate results obvious?

"Do you think you've won?"

"This time it's just my carelessness!"

"Not next time!"

"Trust me, we'll meet again soon!"

Seeing Jason nod, Findirt yelled.

Undoubtedly, this planner will not accept his defeat easily.

In response to such a roar, Jason raised his hand and a cone-shaped flame erupted.

Under the flames of [Charles's Incendiary Technique], Findilt's voice quickly disappeared, along with the breath that belonged to the other party, and when the flames were extinguished, Jason also disappeared.

……

Burst!

An underground 2 km from the Copper Indomitable camp.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Findilt.

A blinding red spreads in front of your eyes.

Whew, swoop.

With a heavy gasp, Findirt staggered to his feet and walked to the table beside him.

The table was black walnut, and the table was full of bottles and cans, and Findirt picked up one of them, uncorked it, and poured it into his mouth.

Although the art of clone is magical, it has considerable restrictions and backlash.

When the 'clone' acts, although it can share vision with the ontology and obey the ontology's will, at this time, the ontology is unable to act.

Moreover, when the 'clone' dies, the body will also suffer heavy damage.

Fortunately, in several experiments, Findirt has been able to make this 'heavy damage' much lighter.

But that doesn't mean Fendilt is in a good mood.

"Jason!"

Fendilt gritted his teeth and shouted the name.

Then, he turned and walked to another table.

Although his injuries are not healed now, he is not suitable to fight Jason, and he himself is used to hiding behind the scenes and manipulating everything.

However, the anger at Jason from the bottom of his heart made him have to do something.

Fortunately, as a 'mysterious person', Fendilt has no shortage of such means.

For example: Curses!

The fangs of the viper, the hair of the banshee, the roots of the swamp grass......

One by one, Fendirt placed them in the circle in front of him.

It's a metal circle.

The top is round, the bottom is triangular, and the circle is connected by the hair of the banshee.

In the circle, there are materials other than the hair of the banshee.

In the triangle, Fendilt picked up the dagger and cut his own wrist.

Blood spurted out.

Hiss, hiss!

The sound of a snake hissing appeared in my ears.

Hearing this, the corners of Findirt's mouth turned up.

The snake spell has worked!

"Go find that guy!"

"Let him suffer the pain of ten thousand snakes!"

Findirt shouted loudly.

The snake hissed louder and louder behind him, and it continued.

Findirt looked puzzled.

According to past experience, after the 'snake spell' is successful, when the snake hiss reaches its first peak, it should go away quickly.

Why is it getting louder and louder?

In the confusion and doubt, an answer that Fendilt did not want to face at all appeared in the bottom of his heart.

Jason is right behind him!

Impossible!

How is this possible!

When this speculation arose, Findirt was the first to deny it.

Still, his head involuntarily turned behind him.

Then, he saw an ice hockey mask.

An ice hockey mask that should have been completely hidden in the shadows, but was revealed by the cold flashes.

Chilling?

Findirt was stunned.

Subsequently—

It's dark.

(End of chapter)