"Dark Beaver Armor, isn't that the armor used by the leader of the Dark Beaver in the past?" Inoue Naoto was stunned and said, "Could it be that the machine that the Ant Lord spent a lot of money on repairing before is this?" ”

Seeing his cronies nodding, he asked again, "But isn't that armor set up a soul brand by the leader of the Dark Beaver, and no one else can use it?" ”

"As long as you concentrate a sufficient amount of high-purity death qi, the soul imprint can be suppressed." The cronie explained, "Not to mention the soul brand, if the quality and quantity of the death qi are sufficient, it can even form a death stone, and even the soul itself can be suppressed." ”

"If we're unlucky, we may need to confront two super-psionic-level combat forces at the same time, and one of them will also cāo) vertical space." I can't help but feel tricky.

"I advise you to stop as soon as possible." The cronies said with a blank face, "Even if you don't count the part of the messenger of the sky, the Lord of Ants is the one who has been firmly on the throne of leader since the establishment of the ant colony. During this period, you have suffered countless assassinations, but all of them have been able to retreat, and you cannot easily defeat them. In fact, Faceling, didn't your last assassination of the Ant Lord also end in failure? ”

He's talking about a disfigured murderer. But I pay more attention to another piece of information. I seem to have heard of it a long time ago, but from the mouth of my cronies, the weight is different. Inoue asked again, and his cronies looked at him, "It's not something that needs to be kept secret." It's just that outsiders don't take it seriously, thinking that the Lord of Ants is a nickname that has been passed down from generation to generation. Since the Lord of the Ants never shows his face, it is easy for the Inheritor to disguise himself. There are also people within the colony who are secretly suspicious. And only those of us cronies know that this is true. ”

I silently remembered it in my mind, and then asked, "When we raided your headquarters, your people seemed to have anticipated my arrival, what happened?" ”

"Is that so?" The cronies were also stunned for a moment, then thought for a few seconds before saying, "Maybe it's a rumor." ”

"Rumors." I'm reminded of the strange story that led to the birth of the Figureless Killer.

"I don't know where this rumor came about. All in all, since more than a month ago, this gust of wind has suddenly blown inside the ant colony. It is said that the Facelings will appear in the near future, and the ant colony will be wiped out as a result. "It's just that everybody didn't take it seriously, because you didn't even come back when the rumors first started." Even if you did come back not so long ago, no one really thought you'd call. But I didn't expect you to really assassinate the Lord of Ants, and you really came to the door. ”

The wind of gossip that blew for some reason. It's really weird. Could the formation of the Shapeless Killer be because of this rumor?

But even if there are many ant colonies, no one has taken this rumor seriously after all. It was more than a little short of the "crazy underground rally" that the doctors in Turin had assumed. It's hard to believe that the source is really this.

Since you can't figure it out anyway, let's put it aside for the time being. That's what I've always done. Instead, I said, "Since you can't tell the true identity and whereabouts of the Ant Lord, let's see where the 'earthworm's eyeballs' are." ”

That's what I'm really for. Maybe the "earthworm's eyeball" was placed in the colony's headquarters that I raided earlier, and I just missed it. But at the end of the day, in order to figure out where to store it more specifically, I still have to catch someone who knows enough about it, and it doesn't make a difference.

"You mean the precious material that the Ant Lord bought last time? "This ......," he said embarrassed, "is not my responsibility either, so I don't know." ”

"What are you asking for?" Naoto Inoue asked me.

"The 'earthworm's eyeball' is likely to be with the Ant Lord, so as long as you know the location of the former, there is hope to bring out the location of the latter." I explained to him, then looked back at my cronies, "If you don't know, think about it." You're also a high-level member of the ant colony, so you should always be able to deduce your possible whereabouts, right? ”

"Reasoning......" The cronies thought for a moment, then named a few possible locations.

One of the sites was in an underground sewer, and I asked him to draw me a simple map, which he did.

Then, I asked him some more trivial questions. After he had all the answers, I told him to contact the colony and report his safety as I said. This is to paralyze the ant colony, and it is not known how much it can help. Soon, he hung up.

"Well done." I held out my hand, "You're useless, go and die in peace." ”

With that, I shattered the brain tissue inside through his skull, and then withdrew my hand and watched him fall to the ground.

Inoue looked at the corpse, was silent for a moment, and then asked me, "If you hadn't grabbed this man's arson-setting hand in the first place, what are you going to do with the living dead just now?" As I said beforehand, I would neither soul attack nor release psionic flames, and I would not be able to deal with the living dead. ”

"Of course it's the police." I say.

"Call the police......" he was dumbfounded, "but I'm the police......"

"You're useless." I say.

He was speechless.

"Now, it's time to go." With that, I'm ready to turn. He nodded helplessly, about to move to follow.

That's when I saw something behind Naoto Inoue.

The shadow in the corner of the room behind him suddenly became extremely thick. What was originally a faint shadow now became like black paint was splashed on the ground. The shadow rippled like the surface of a lake, and gradually, but quickly, a figure in a long black trench coat and hunting outfit, and a short-beaked beak mask rose. This shadow appeared so quietly. If it comes from behind, no one will notice.

As soon as it appeared, I felt all of its killing intent focused on me. Perhaps, as the Turin doctor said, there really is some mysterious connection between me and it. At this moment, I was immediately intuitively convinced that it was only targeting me, and that it was here to kill me. Obviously, Naoto Inoue was standing so close to me, but it didn't take Inoue Naoto seriously at all, as if only me and it were left in this world. Is it because Naoto Inoue doesn't meet its killing rules?

Rao is like this, and Naoto Inoue still feels something at this moment. He furrowed his eyebrows abruptly as it appeared.

"Who—" He looked back.

The moment he was about to see the Shapeless Killer, I suddenly moved and knocked him unconscious. Then grabbed him by the collar and threw him outside the room. Then I looked at the Faceless Killer and said, "Come on." ”

Needless to say, the hands of the faceless killer immediately turned into sharp blades, full of murderous intent.

In the next second, we launched "Turning Zero into Whole" at the same time.

In less than three seconds, our battlefield shifted from the villa to the outside world. The exchange of onslaught left countless traces on the ground like the bombardment of cannonballs, and the sound of fists and feet clashing spread in the form of a shock wave to farther away. The window panes of nearby houses shattered out of thin air, and the silence of the night was like a porcelain plate falling to the ground. Soon, the lights in the neighborhood were lit up again. Maybe someone will peek out of the window next to see what's going on here, but I don't know. Because soon, our battlefield moved farther away.

I deliberately bypassed the surveillance of the community and the populated area, and turned the battlefield to the riverside in the distance. It's a place that very few people pass by, and it's just the right place for us to make a difference.

It swung its razor-sharp claw blade at me, and I countered with the dagger I had brought with me. Now that it has been determined that this short knife is by no means a vulgar thing, it is boring to just call it a "short knife" now, but it can only be called a "short knife" for now. Unfortunately, although the anti-psionic ability of the short knife is excellent, the strength of the material is only average. If it is used to parry, it will inevitably be easily destroyed, so it can only be used carefully.

However, the situation is not as difficult as last time. The fierce confrontation continued until the sixth second, and I gradually realized that the Shapeless Killer seemed to be weakening. And it has become weaker more than a little.

No, it's not getting weaker. So, am I getting stronger?

Not right either. I snapped to my senses. It's not that I've gotten stronger, it's that my tactics have become more targeted. And, on top of that, it hasn't changed. It's like two Go players who have competed a hundred times, one of them has figured out the other's ideas and preferences, and the other has not explored the opponent's move at all, and the result is easily overwhelmed. At this time, it gives me the feeling that it is this "other person", and I have already fought it in meditation I don't know how many times.

Hasn't it thought about how it will fight me next time since the last battle? Just thinking about killing it first?

At the end of the day, it never seems to have shown tactical intelligence. The reason why I was counter-killed last time was also because I didn't think that the situation might be reversed at the time of the final blow. It's just some kind of genie that kills people according to the rules like a natural phenomenon, as I had assumed last time. The reason why it occasionally makes feints in fist and foot exchanges is not because of its deceptive intelligence, but because it shows the combat techniques it inherited from me in the past.

In terms of hardware, it is more advantageous than me, but it turns out that it is gradually falling into disadvantage.

And I'm further figuring out its technical flaws. Its technique and "turning parts into wholes" are exactly the same as mine, and its flaws are my flaws. What it can't make up, I can make up.

I feel like I'm getting stronger. Unconsciously, the sound heard by the ears, the wind and temperature felt by the skin, the slight tremor of the ground, the light and shadow in the field of vision, and the smell of the air seem to have different interpretations. I vaguely felt something like gears and levers outside my body.