Mir hides from the top of a building on the side of the street not far from White Surprise, observing Bafa Yuuri.

He watched as Bafa Youli came here in high spirits, and then instead of frantically looking for something like the previous times, he just stopped where he was.

Seeing Bafa Youli standing in place for a while, Mir was puzzled, he flicked the corner of his eye, and suddenly saw a young man wearing white short sleeves walking out of the nearby crowd, only to see the young man holding up his index finger, and a delicate little hand ornament received from the white surprise was on his fingers, and kept turning with his movements, so he walked from the front to Bafa Youli in an extremely leisurely attitude.

To Mir's astonishment, there was no reaction until the young man stood across from Bafayuri.

Acquaintance? Or is this the guy he's been looking for? Just let the other person get close to you like this?

Since Bafa Youli was wrapped in a black robe, he didn't know anything about his demeanor, expressions, and movements, and Mir didn't know that in Bafa Youli's eyes, there was no existence of this young man at all.

"Mr. Bafa Yuuri, you lost, so let's see you in the arena then."

Standing in front of Bafayuri with a big grin, Djeru smiled contemptuously, then reached out and patted Bafayouli on the face through the hood, and then Djeru didn't look at the other party, laughed and walked past Bafayouli and walked in the direction of the Sky Arena.

Djeru's movements were watched by Mir, who finally realized that things didn't seem to be as he thought, and he followed Djeru with a thought.

Successfully solved the problem of Bafa Youli, Djeru was very comfortable at this time, thinking that this man who had won seven consecutive games on the field would easily fall at his feet, Djeru couldn't help but show a smile of excitement on his face.

What about being strong? If you can't see me, you can never defeat me. I'm the strongest.

Djeru, who was complacent, didn't even notice that someone was following him.

As Djeru shorted down an alley that led to the Sky Arena, a pitch-black piece of parchment slowly appeared between Mir's fingers.

Disinformation.

In the next moment, more than a dozen weaknesses appeared on Djeru's body, and most of them were distributed on Djeru's chest and back.

Eleven? Looks like I'm a lot luckier than Noah.

Counting the number of weaknesses on Djeru's body, Mir laughed in his heart, and then his figure flashed, and his whole person turned into a ghostly light and flashed towards Djeru.

"Who?"

The moment Miel gave up hiding himself, Djeru also spotted him instantly, and subconsciously snorted, but just as Djeru raised his breath and was about to turn around to meet the enemy, a sharp pain suddenly came from his back, like a crazy electric drill slammed into his spinal cord.

Painful blow!

For a moment, all the movements of his body were interrupted, and a scream instinctively came out of his mouth.

It was this moment of stagnation, and Mir had already come to Djeru's back, and his clawed palm instantly pinched the back of Djeru's neck, and the sharp nails were slightly embedded in Djeru's skin, and with a little force, he could poke five deep blood holes in Djeru's neck.

"Don't move, if you don't want to die."

As he spoke, Mir also concentrated his qi on his eyes with 'condensation', so as to prevent the guy in front of him from using 'concealment' to make other means.

The residual pain was still raging in Djeru's body, and he was half-kneeling on the ground at this time, his face was a little pale, and he felt the threat in his neck, Djeru obediently gave up his resistance.

"Don't kill me, what do you want?"

The other party didn't kill him directly just now, he must have other purposes, Djeru hurriedly took the initiative to cooperate, and did his best to save his life.

"I'll ask you a few questions, and if you answer them well, I won't kill you." Seeing that the other party took the initiative to cooperate, Mier smiled with satisfaction.

"Okay, you ask." Djeru hurriedly replied.

"What's your name? What is the relationship with that Bafa Yuuri? ”

Did he see it?

Hearing Mir's question, Djeru's pupils narrowed, he didn't expect that a third party would notice the 'game' between him and Bafa Yuuri.

Feeling the claws clasping his neck a little harder, Djeru hurriedly shook off the distractions that came out of his heart and said, "My name is Djeru, and I'm his opponent in the next match." ”

"Oh?" Mir raised his eyebrows in surprise, he had thought that Djeru was an enemy of Bafa Yuli or something, but he didn't expect it to be an opponent in the arena.

"I just noticed that you patted him in front of Bafa Youli, but he didn't react, originally I thought he was putting up with you, but it doesn't seem to be, after all, you look much weaker than him, the reason why you don't react to your movements, and he ran around like he was being teased before, is it because of your ability?"

"I'm curious, tell me, what is the effect of your ability?"

Asking a telegrapher to tell someone else about his abilities, especially for a telepathic like Djeru who only has such a special effect ability, is undoubtedly a fatal move.

"Don't you try to lie to me, remember the pain just now? That's my ability, the Thorn of the Curse, and I can judge your state through this ability, as long as you lie, the curse just now will be activated, and you will be the one who will be tormented by that time. ”

Just as Djeru's mind was thinking about how to get as confused as possible, Mir's voice reached his ears.

Just like when Noah faced the puppet, Mir used the same method at this time, using a non-existent ability to intimidate Djeru.

Djeru's face turned white subconsciously, he didn't want to try the pain again. With the first painful blow felt, Djeru had no suspicion that Mir was lying to him.

If you are honest, you may be able to save your life, but if you are not honest, you will really die.

With this mentality, Djeru honestly informed Mil of his ability, during which he also wanted to hide something and was discovered by Mir, and secretly launched a painful blow again, and Djeru, who was sweating profusely, no longer dared to hide anything.

"I see, so in the next match, you can easily beat Bafa Yuuri and disappear? Pretty good ability. After listening to Djeru's account, Mir's eyes flashed, and he said thoughtfully.

"Thank you for giving me a great idea." With a slight smile, Mir's hand slammed into Djeru's neck with its claws.

Without looking further at Djeru, who was lying in a pool of blood, Mir left the place directly.

Killing Djeru was like crushing an ant to death for Mir, and there was no fluctuation in Mir's mind at all, and he was born from a mixture of memories and the special presence of Noah's heart, a life that was essentially indifferent to everything. As long as it is what he wants to do, he will do it.