"So, it's the Azure Sword plotting against our family's artifact?"

Seeing that Navia's bones and teeth had "slipped away" in front of him, William knew that if he couldn't deal with the young man in front of him, he would not be able to reclaim the artifact.

And the man in front of him knew that he was a demigod, and he dared to come out to block the way, obviously not an opponent who could be solved casually.

The conceptualized body of a demigod is immune to most physical damage, as well as producing some kind of "data-based" effect - it is impossible to turn flesh and blood into an ethereal concept of law and attack the heart, brain, and throat to cause a one-hit kill.

The realm greatly enhances the ability to conceptualize the body's ability to recover. For example, Robert was blown up by Peggy with "curse death" before, but he can recover in a minute, because the realm itself is woven by laws, so it can constantly replenish the concept of the demigod itself, which is what the player calls blood regeneration.

The conceptual incarnation body + realm constitutes the "immortality" that the demigods possess in the face of low-level transcendents. Because of this, William was not at all worried that the man in front of him would pose a mortal threat to himself.

But on the other hand, can a demigod kill a low-level transcendent with a single blow? Not necessarily.

Therefore, even from the worst point of view, William can probably be sure that the man in front of him is probably not planning to assassinate him, but has some means to drag him down.

Of course, such an intention is also a great shame for him. Looking at the entire continent, among the demigods of the same level, William asked himself that he was also a good fighter, when was he so underestimated?

Thinking of this, William stopped talking to the other party and directly opened the field.

From where he stood, a crimson trail spread across the surrounding land, and the air gradually filled with the smell of rust.

Asker pressed his sword and retreated sharply, he could only plunder the law skills, and there was nothing he could do about this kind of opening up the realm.

Medea, who was hiding in the shadows, quietly shot the thread of her mind towards William, but just the moment she entered the realm, her thread of mind seemed to be covered with a layer of rust, and gradually began to malfunction.

William turned his head indifferently and looked in the direction where Medea was hiding. Although he was unable to "perceive" the exact hiding place of the other party due to the ability of the blind spot of his mind, he had roughly confirmed the direction of the other party through the reaction from the field.

Iron!

The crimson field under his feet suddenly stretched out and rushed forward, and almost instantly, he reached Medea's side.

Miss Succubus quickly pulled away, but the color of rust had touched the soles of her boots, and in an instant the joints of her limbs were squeaking, like old machinery without lubrication.

Desperate thoughts flashed through his mind, and soon vanished again without a trace, for Aske had flashed over again, swinging his sword to cut through the connected realm on the ground.

Medea hurriedly shifted her position as if she had been pardoned, and ran to Nola's side. The latter just pressed her abdomen with one hand and found that she had suffered from a slight "hemochromatosis".

Excessive levels of iron in the blood are known as iron poisoning.

Fortunately, Nora had mastered the ability to manipulate cells at this time, and hurriedly treated Medea.

William, in the distance, realized that he had lost the position of the telemancer again, and looked at Aske with a bad look.

This guy ...... It seems that there is some kind of swordsmanship that can cut off the spirit? I'd like to see how long you can cut off if you're constantly being attacked from all sides by domain skills?

The red iron realm erupted again, slashing towards Asker.

Asker stumbled left and right, constantly swinging his sword. With each swing of the sword, a gap was cut through the field, only to be quickly covered by more hematite.

It's like drawing a knife and cutting off the water, in vain.

The demigod William maintained a cold posture and continued to manipulate the law to besiege Asker, and suddenly found that his mastery of the law seemed to have weakened.

Before he could react to what had happened, Asker swung out another sword aura—but it was a crimson sword aura.

Iron!

It was made up of the same law, so this iron-turned sword qi was like no one in the red iron realm, and it hit William's body almost instantly.

Immediately afterward, William suffered the pain that Medea had felt before: the joints were blocked, the blood flow was not smooth, and it was as if the limbs were blocked by countless tiny rust fragments.

However, a demigod is a demigod after all, and when he immediately opened the conceptualization of his body, he turned into countless crimson particles.

The vast majority of red particles are closely linked to make up William's human form; However, there was a small amount of dull red, apparently a large number of uncontrolled iron atoms that Asker had injected into his body through his plundering "ironization" skill.

Some kind of hidden fluctuation flashed, and William had washed his conceptual body with the realm, and all the iron atoms that Aske had punched into his own control were all transformed into concepts.

Then he looked up, with some obvious fear, at the sword in Asker's hand.

Able to replicate my law skills...... What exactly is that ability?

Faced with the demigod's malicious gaze, Aske just glanced back quietly.

Didn't receive Medea's psychic communication, that is, they had already left with Navia's Bone Teeth?

Then I'll run away too!

Thinking of this, Asker once again gathered his sword and retreated.

I want to run! William, whose body was conceptualized, immediately urged the spirit with all his might, and the red ocean swept towards the front.

Just as he was about to be swallowed up by the realm, he saw Asker point at him again.

Riot!

The crimson realm suddenly partially rolled back, colliding with the law realm that William had urged, and for a while, there was a harsh sound like gold and iron rubbing everywhere, and splashed rust fragments filled the air, obscuring William's vision.

When William re-drove the realm again and combed back those red laws against the current, he realized that the other party had disappeared.

William took a deep breath, and the field exploded again, and a large amount of red spread to the surrounding whales, and soon the entire area within a radius of 100 meters was turned into a barren rust belt.

However, no trace of the other party was found. In other words, within a few seconds when his vision was obscured just now, the other party had already shifted his position by some means.

William was silent for a moment, then pulled out the skull of a wolf from his clothes.

In the hollow eye sockets of the skull, there were dark blue flames flickering and jumping. William tapped at the tip of the skull, then a translucent wolf was drawn from the flames, about the size of an adult's thumb, and it flicked its nose in the air for a moment, and then flew in a certain direction.