I came to the open space outside the temple. The swordsman leaped out of the hole and stood opposite me. Ceres, too, emerged from the darkness and appeared beside the swordsman.

The swordsman is hard to beat, the grain god is hard to kill, no matter which side, it is a tricky enemy, and it is even more headache when added together. Especially the latter, not only can I not find the key point, but I also have such a rapid regenerative power, which is just right to restrain a martial artist like me who can only face each other. To kill him, one must first find out where his brain is in his body.

The only thing I know for sure is that he can't increase the number of his brains. After all, human thinking relies on the brain, and many psionics have pinned their hopes on research in the field of brain tissue to strengthen psionic energy, but it has been proven that this is a path that will not work for the time being. Increasing the number of brains at will will have a significant impact on one's thinking, and it will often cause psionic rampage and even demonization. Moreover, he himself did not understand all the mysteries of the human brain, and at most he could only multiply the volume of brain tissue—an act that might be riskier than simply increasing the number of brains.

Then, remembering the purpose of my trip, I asked him, "Just in case, let me ask first, do you know the 'new blood of the deceased' and the 'suicide note of the fetus'?" ”

"Sounds like elixir material. This kind of thing that has nothing to do with my experiments, how could I possibly understand. He said, "Besides, even if you knew, did you think I would tell you?" ”

The swordsman looked at me intently and said to Ceres, "Follow the original battle plan." ”

"No, wait." Ceres' eyes were keen, and he said, "He seems to have had some kind of reaction to the Buddha carving just now......"

"So what?" The swordsman interrupted, "He is the touch of an alien god, and it is quite normal to be able to capture mysterious information that ordinary people can't capture. ”

In the end, he simply left Ceres and rushed towards me alone.

"You guy can't understand people!" Ceres' angry voice came, "That's why I just can't get along with you!" ”

He had barely started with these words, and the swordsman was already fighting with me. It was said to be a fight, but since I was unarmed, I could only passively avoid his attack first. And after the god of ceres finished speaking, he did not leave the swordsman and left alone, and attacked with the swordsman.

There should be no so-called "comrade-in-arms" between him and the swordsman, I'm afraid it's to snatch back the Buddha sculpture in my hand; Or maybe it was because of my reaction to the Buddha sculpture just now, and I suspected that I was not a touch, but a prophet, so I moved the idea of capturing me...... Although it may sound whimsical, with his previous performance, it would not be surprising that even if he did have such thoughts.

Maybe if I crush the Buddha carving at this moment, the god of grain will turn away, which will also greatly reduce the burden of my fight with the swordsman. However, I've decided that I'm going to kill this guy here. I'm even willing to take even more risks for this.

After a few encounters, I had a vague sense that the two men were trying to continue to shift the battlefield towards the lake near Harvest Village.

If you want to execute me, the "touch of an alien god", with the two of them, you may not be completely sure. Considering the battle plan they just mentioned, and the knowledge that the Turin doctor had taught me, it was likely that their original battle plan was to launch a "repatriation ritual" against the sense of touch to return me to the original universe.

Suddenly, Ceres, who was more than three meters tall, turned into a "demon" with a height of more than three meters, and even conjured three heads and pounced on me.

But his melee combat was too sparse, and even this blow accidentally hindered the swordsman's combo. And I didn't hesitate to fight back. Even though I knew he probably wasn't going to put his brain in any of his heads, maybe he would take advantage of my mindset in reverse, so he threw three punches in a row, shattering all of his heads almost simultaneously.

And sure enough, this time it still failed to hit the nail on the head. He reconstituted his head in the blink of an eye, and as he stepped back, he deliberately sneered at me, "Has anyone ever stipulated that the brain must be in the skull?" ”

At this moment, our battlefield has moved to the woods near the village. There was a commotion in the distance. It is estimated that the movement of the battle here is so huge that it wakes up the sleeping villagers.

Ceres, too, seems to realize that he can't take advantage of me in melee combat, so this time, he retreats to the distance and wants to harass me with long-range attacks. His right arm was deformed, and a carapace that seemed to be made of chitin and other substances formed the carapace in the shape of a cannon barrel, and the muzzle of the cannon was aimed at me, and from it released a plasma cannonball formed by violet-blue thunder and lightning.

The shells were so fast that I barely had time to avoid them. And it was so powerful that as it flew past my cheek, I watched as it landed in the distant village, blasting up high clouds of dirt and dust like a missile landing. The shockwave traveled all the way here, and it was still very strong.

Was this blow just now caused by the formation of an electric eel-like power generation organ inside his body, which erupted after using spiritual energy to amplify it? In any case, he could not be allowed to continue this horrific attack. Luckily, after the blow, he seemed to be on a short cooldown, just wandering around me, slowly accumulating his strength. Unfortunately, as soon as I tried to get close to him, I was intercepted by the swordsman.

I had to turn my attention back to the swordsman. I have to admit that if he were to cooperate with Ceres's cannonballs and launch a "forced double kill" next, then even I don't know how to deal with it.

But suddenly, I noticed something. Since just now, not only has he not launched the "Forced Double Kill", but even Yan Hui, who combines spiritual energy, has never used it again. Although he was killed by me last time, as long as he learns from the experience of the last failure, his Yan Hui is still a very troublesome trick.

"What's the matter, don't use your ...... False Yan Hui? "I deliberately used terms that would irritate him.

He gritted his teeth and said, "How can the Yan Hui you use be genuine." ”

"Why can't it be?" I asked rhetorically.

"If the real Yan Hui is so simple, then how can the successors of my Yanliu Dojo go in the wrong direction for so long."

"So, why don't you take out your 'real Yan Hui' to prove yourself to me?" I said, "If you cooperate with Ceres now and use that trick on me, you might have a chance to defeat me." ”

It's not just a chance, and frankly I don't think I can beat it, but on the surface, I still have to show a fearless appearance.

He stopped talking.

I suddenly realized a possibility, "You can't use it, can you?" ”

He still didn't speak, but it made me feel like I had found the truth. After he realized that his Yan Hui was really different from the original Yan Hui, he had doubts about himself, and even a denial of it, and then he couldn't use his Yan Hui.

My memory comes back to his proud face from the past. His admirers say that he is a true genius, and that he is the reincarnation of the original Iwaliu Sword Hero.

However, his own Yan Hui is obviously better than the Yan Hui of the first generation of Yanliu Sword Hao.

In the final analysis, how could a proud person like him, who was extremely talented and surpassed his predecessors, have no doubts about Yan Hui's trick and would only practice and study according to the rules?

Is he really as proud of himself as I imagined?

"You monster, how can you understand my true heart." He said suddenly.

"Your strong self-esteem stems from your belief that you are the reincarnation of the original Iwaliu Sword Hero." When I said that, he didn't change his face.

But what I said out of temptation made him tremble, "But is this what you want to believe, or is it what the people around you want you to believe?" ”

"Shut up!" He attacked more fiercely, but the sword path became chaotic.

At the same time, Ceres' charge was complete, and the muzzle of his cannon once again overflowed with electric light. The swordsman's face sank suddenly, as if he wanted to restrain his restless heart, and to cooperate with the god of grains to complete the lore against me.

However, at this moment, in the darkness behind Ceres, a person suddenly pounced out and locked Ceres hard.

The person who pounced out was a plaid shirt with a hideous face. At this juncture, he actually tried to influence this enemy who did not share the sky with him.

His bravery, or rather madness, is both unremarkable and significant.

What is not worth mentioning is that as an ordinary person, even if he can liberate all his muscular power under the impetus of extreme feelings, he can't carve a single wound for a super-grade psionic person like Ceres, and he can't even do the actions that affect him, as literally as the mantis arm is used as a car.

And the importance of him lies in the fact that Ceres was suddenly locked by him, but reflexively sent him an elbow, knocking him into the distance.

No matter how the battle situation changes later, the body of the plaid shirt will definitely not survive. And from the perspective of Ceres, there is no mistake in his tactical logic. Because the distance between him and me is long enough, and I don't have a long-range attack, even if I try to cast a hidden weapon, I can't carry dark energy, and I can't get past the psionic defense to deal damage to him; And even if I could hurt him, I don't know where his brain is, and if I hit it, it wouldn't be in the way.

But this is wrong.

First, I have a ranged attack, which is my anti-psionic dagger, which I can project as a hidden weapon at any point in time, piercing the psionic shield of the psyker;

Second, I already know where his brain is.

As I said, I was able to get a sense of my opponent's body by listening to it. And when I smashed his three heads just now, I had already consciously done this work and locked on to the specific location of his brain. The reason why he didn't immediately project the dagger was because he was a psyker after all, and if I had an attempt to threaten his life, he would immediately catch it with inspiration.

But on the other hand, if someone who is no threat to him approaches him and makes him show a flaw for a moment, then this moment will be the last moment of his life.

As he slammed his plaid shirt into the air, the anti-psionic dagger approached his flank faster than the sound.

His flanks, along with the brains inside, were easily torn apart like papier-mâché, bursting with a large amount of flesh and brains. The Anti-Psionic Short Knife continued unabated, flying all the way into the darkness in the distance.

He fell to the ground weakly, his body twitching. It's not the same as the muscle twitching of a person who has just died, and he's probably not completely dead, and he's a tough enough guy. I think he probably chose to take a risky approach at the moment when he realized that he couldn't avoid the blow just now, and then instantly multiplied his brain tissue, which barely saved his life.

But this only guarantees immortality. Because he was unable to create a brain structure that could support a complete mind, he could no longer run his mind, let alone activate his psionic energy. They can only lie on the ground and wait to die like animals waiting to be slaughtered.

Seeing this scene, the swordsman paused slightly, and immediately put away his attack, turned around and ran.

It's not just Ceres that I really want to kill. Swordsman, this guy who is in cahoots with Ceres, I will not let it go.

I put aside the dying Ceres in the distance for the time being, and chased after the swordsman as soon as possible.

The swordsman came to the shore of a nearby lake, and then, with a psionic light from the soles of his feet, sent him all the way into the lake, or rather, made him run on the surface of the lake as if he were walking on the ground. After running more than 30 meters, he finally stopped, turned around, and looked at me.

The clouds slowly dispersed, and the moonlight shone on the surface of the lake. I had a hunch that this must be the place where my final battle with the swordsman would be.

He didn't seem to have any intention of running away, staring at me motionless.

Did he think that as long as he stood on the surface of the lake, he would not be able to attack him?

If he really thinks so, then I'll let him know that it's a big mistake.

In front of him, I walked out onto the lake.