Under the golden ** defense that emerged from Kyle's left hand, the Dead Blade General couldn't strike a single blow, and just wanted to perform a second slash, but Kyle obviously didn't give it a chance, he saw his empty right hand swing forward, and a golden magic whip swung around its wrist.

"Go!"

Kyle let out a loud cry, using the unparalleled divine power of the Protoss bloodline, and with nearly a hundred times the strength of the human race, he suddenly dragged the golden magic whip back, throwing the Death Blade General flying towards the business building behind him.

The first floor of the business building had already been completely penetrated because of Tony and Proxima Centauri, and now it was hit by the Dead Blade General like a human cannonball, and it suddenly collapsed with a bang, and the entire London mirror space shook at this moment.

The Deathblade General was submerged in the collapsed masonry and concrete, and his figure disappeared into a cloud of dust.

'Whew! ’

The gray-black scythe of the Dead Blade General spun in the air a few times, intervening between Kyle and the ruins of the building, the blade slanting into the highway floor, the blade still trembling.

In the sunlight cast by the mirrored world, the blade of the scythe is contrasted with a dark metallic luster.

"Even the weapons are off?"

Kyle raised his eyebrows slightly, which was a bit beyond his expectations, he had just met an opponent who had raised his fighting spirit, and as a result, the opponent had even lost his weapon in just a few moves?

I didn't think too much about it.,Follow the curiosity and habit of collecting weapons.。

Kyle paced forward, reaching for the handle of the scythe, and the cold, mysterious power hidden within the blade suddenly erupted, along the hilt and arm to invade his body.

"It's ......"

Kyle's face changed slightly, and with his Protoss physique, his arms were almost frozen, and his body functions were facing signs of paralysis.

He quickly activated the power of the fire god, and the golden eyes ignited the flames, and the golden flames burned from the inside out, dissipating the cold energy that had invaded his body, and in turn spread along the palm of his hand to the black scythe.

'Buzz! ’

As if it wasn't just a weapon, the scythe was a living creature, realizing that something was wrong, and automatically broke free from Kyle's restraints and was not burned by the flames.

Flying from the ground of the road, the scythe spun at high speed, forming a gray wind wheel that tears through the air, and is submerged into the ruins of the building by some kind of traction.

The spinning scythe sliced through the obstacles, the reinforced concrete as fragile as tofu until it fell into the hands of the Dead Blade General buried inside, with only one hand exposed.

'Bang! ’

Waves of rubble and dust swept in all directions, and the Dead Blade General stood up from the ground with his scythe in his hand, his pupils flashing black as he looked at Kyle, and an ominous aura of undead lingered all over his body.

"You can't go wrong."

Kyle looked at the scythe held by the Dead Blade General, and was extremely surprised, "That scythe...... There is a soul. ”

After connecting people and the source of mana with the Hanging Ring, Kyle had a more intuitive understanding of spells and souls, and almost instantly judged that what had just attacked him was not the energy contained in the scythe itself, but the evil soul body hidden in the blade.

A weapon that exists in the soul can no longer be regarded as a pure weapon, but is equivalent to an alternative living organism.

Among the top weapons Kyle knows, the Mjolnir, the Eternal Flame, the Kerry Artifact, and even the Infinity Stones, etc., all contain special energy and infinite power, and do not form souls that think independently.

"This is my blade. Under the blade, there are undead! ”

The Death Blade General smiled coldly, carried the Death Blade Scythe, and continued to dive forward, facing Kyle, still with a clean and clean sword.

Under the slash, the dark blade once formed a black half-crescent light.

Kyle's entire body is bathed in golden flames, and when he usually encounters an opponent with cold weapons, as long as he turns on his Vulcan form, even if he stands and lets others fight, he will not be harmed.

After all, the temperature of the flame inner flame that simply wraps around the surface of the body is as high as 5,000 degrees Celsius, and the forging materials of many weapons will melt into molten iron at this temperature.

But when he got closer, the Death Blade General's Death Blade was not only fine, but the slash also ignored the golden flames and high temperatures, and slashed directly at the neck of Kyle's body.

Feeling the coolness in his neck and heart, Kyle's pupils contracted violently, and the palms of his hands clapped together, and two golden flames intertwined into a ball, and suddenly erupted towards the body of the Death Blade General.

A heat wave is coming.

In the end, the Deathblade General didn't cut the sword, temporarily retracted his momentum, and his tall and burly figure flicked the ground lightly on his toes, and he nimbly flipped in the air, passing over Kyle's head, avoiding the bombardment of the bursting flames.

People are in the air.

The Deathblade General simply threw the scythe down, and the scythe spun at an accelerated pace as it continued to slash off the back of Kyle's head.

Kyle didn't look back, as if he had eyes behind his back, and Ben's palms suddenly pushed to the sides.

With his movements, the dust in the air bounced out in unison.

The scythe that spun into a wind wheel was not bounced off, but within half a meter of Kyle, the slashing and spinning speed were getting slower and slower, and by the last centimeter remaining, the scythe had completely stagnated in the air.

At this time.

In the area next to Kyle, the outward repulsion has formed a dense wall of air.

"Come back."

As soon as the Deathblade General who landed in the rear waved, the scythe was like Thor's hammer, automatically flying back towards his direction and falling back into his hand.

"It's not just an ordinary slash......

Kyle turned away, his eyes lowered in thought. He had been on the defensive, trying to test the strength of the Dead Blade General and the mystery of the scythe weapon in his hand, which made him feel more and more curious and surprised.

The slash of the Dead Blade General just now was not only aimed at the body, but even his soul throbbed a little just now.

A soul-slaying blade?

"Interesting, come again!"

A smile appeared on Kyle's lips, and he raised his left hand with the hanging ring, and made an inexplicable seal with his right hand.

The Dead Blade General was only a little short of three times and twice, but failed to cut Kyle, and was about to sprint forward in one go. But the road floor suddenly fell backwards, leaving it standing still, unable to get even closer to Kyle.

"It's been a long time since I've played this trick."

Kyle narrowed his eyes and reached out to wave down, and the buildings and ground in a radius of hundreds of meters were flipped, reversed, and reassembled in regular shapes. The ground forms the sky, the buildings form the ground, and the cityscape undergoes strange distortions.

It's a mirror world, and it's all at the mercy of Kyle, the only mage in the current world.

"What the hell is going on?"

The Deathblade General's eyes widened in disbelief, Kyle, who was standing on the ground in front of him, had already arrived at a suspended platform suspended at a height of 100 meters. The nearby skyscrapers resemble dense forests, crowding the sky into a few cracks.

Kyle stood on the levitating platform, looking down at the Deathblade General below, and did not hesitate to put his hands together again.

The Deathblade General was shocked to glance out, only to see the four skyscrapers next to him, shaped like machine walls, rumbling and moving closer together, trying to press them directly into meatloaf.

"It's not that simple!"

The Deathblade General snorted coldly, jumped on the spot, kept switching paces, kicked and stepped on the outer walls of the buildings on both sides, and rushed towards Kyle on the levitating platform.

"You're stealing my lines." Kyle shrugged and pressed his right hand down.

The shadow black enveloped his body, and the Dead Blade General looked up, and suddenly gasped, but it was a skyscraper that flipped and fell towards him, blocking all retreats.