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As the black mist spread from beneath my feet, the cold electronic sound came to my ears.

However, the sudden sound didn't affect my control of the black fog.

The black mist gathered by the consciousness of 'delete' enveloped the mysteries who were coming at me like flowers.

The scene is familiar.

I suddenly remembered that at that time in the Holy Lotus City, I also used this method to counter him.

Speaking of which, along the way, the black mist has really helped me a lot.

But again, it caused me a lot of trouble.

Such an ability,Sure enough, it shouldn't be used for PVP.,It seems to disrupt the balance of the game a bit.。

Just as I was thinking this, an arm holding a cyan dagger suddenly pierced through the barrier of the black mist, and then slashed off my left hand.

Under the influence of the green dagger's properties, the severed cross-section of the left hand healed instantly, and not even a drop of blood came out.

But that's not going to happen for now.

How the hell did he do it?

Looking at the slowly falling left hand, I didn't even have time to be surprised, I didn't have time to think.

Because, before my question fully surfaced in my mind, the provocative face of the Misty Believer broke through the black fog like his hand and descended on me.

Immediately after that, the rest of his limbs, and his body.

To my astonishment, he took advantage of my unpreparedness to preemptively step in front of me, grabbed me by the neck with his left hand, and slammed it against the wall.

Why?

Why does the black fog have no effect on him?

My eyes focused on the black fog around him, and then, I discovered an astonishing truth.

Whenever the black mist touched his body, it would instantly dissipate without a trace, as if it had been 'deleted'.

But...... The black fog itself is a collection of the property of 'deleting', how can it be deleted by something else?

However, the Misty Believers don't think so much about me.

Because whenever I hesitate, he will take his chance in my hesitation.

I'm used to thinking, and my movements are a beat behind him again.

But even though I was behind in my movements, my consciousness was still active.

Unwilling to accept the status quo, I once again manipulated the black mist, and regathered the black mist that was intended to strangle the misty believers into a spear formed by the black mist, and stabbed straight at the back of the misty believers.

But the Misty Believer didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and even though the spear behind him was so close, he instantly pressed down his body, and then slashed the dagger in his hand towards the top of my heels.

At that moment, I suddenly realized what the Misty Believer wanted to do.

First cut off my right hand, then my left, and now you want to break my hamstrings?

He's trying to deprive me of my mobility.

Damn, he must not be allowed to succeed.

As I manipulated the black mist that was stabbing at him, I jerked back, trying to dodge his attacks on my feet.

However, even if the black mist had condensed into a spear, it did not do any effective damage to the miscellaneous, as I had imagined.

The sharp black spear head stabbed the misty believer in the back, right at his heart.

Then, the seemingly breathtaking spear instantly turned into a puff of black dust and smoke, and it no longer looked like before.

The spear I condensed was directly and forcibly disbanded by him?

Then, as the black mist spear dissipated, a sharp pain in my heel that penetrated deep into the bone marrow also came from my heel.

My right foot instantly lost its strength, and my body's center of gravity also lost its balance, and I collapsed to the ground all at once.

As I felt the coldness of the stones on the ground, a blue light flashed in front of me.

This time, it's not just about the pain.

I lost my sight straight away.

After the Misty Believers stripped me of my mobility, they rightfully wiped out my eyes.

Darkness shrouded me, and at this moment, I couldn't even turn on the hunter's vision, as if I had lost the whole world.

I can say that I am completely paralyzed now.

But as long as I breathe, my resistance will not stop.

I struggled to manipulate the black mist suspended in the air, trying to fight back against the Misty believers.

I can't see him, though.

Then, a steaming blade pressed against my throat.

"Are you still resisting?" One of the Misty Believers stepped on my body, and I could feel that his foot wasn't exerting much force, probably for fear of accidentally trampling me to death.

"Curious why your toys aren't useful to me?" His voice rang in my ears, probably with his head down.

I've probably lost all mobility by now.

So I shook my head and said nothing.

"Actually, that's why I can't kill you." He lifted the dagger over my body, "Because, during the stabilization period of this ability, I am required not to kill anyone, otherwise this ability will be invalid." ”

Ability?

Is it like the Shadow Man and the Purple Thousand Blues?

I decided to keep listening.

"The man told me one thing when he told me about it, and that was - as long as I didn't kill it myself, it was fine." The dagger in his hand was slightly forced, and it cut a bloody streak on my skin.

I can feel the pain clearly.

It made me feel sober, and that's what he's for.

As for the 'man' in his mouth, I really don't have the energy or clues to guess.

If there is a clue, it can only be the woman in the white robe.

However, the Misty Believers don't seem to know her, so it doesn't make sense.

"In addition, he reminded me about the use of my ability." The Misty Believer's voice was filled with a smile, "It seems a bit inappropriate to say 'ability', so I'll just say what that person is called." ”

"Origin."

Origin?

What the hell is going on?

"Hey, don't get excited." Seeing that my expression was agitated, the Misty Believer stabbed the dagger in his hand hard at my body.

'Ahem! The pain caused by this stab is quite obvious, and the feeling of wanting to spurt blood but not spurting it out is also extremely uncomfortable.

After all, while the dagger could cause pain and scars, it couldn't actually do damage.

"He told me, the meaning of this 'source' is-"

"Erase all other origins."

His words changed, and the smile on his face bloomed evilly.