"Hey, is that all you have?"

Krosso stood up with some difficulty, a mocking smile on his face, "If that's all there is to it, then you will die at my hands today." ”

Hearing Croso's words, Scourge moved his jaw, and Croso's punch was heavy, leaving a clear mark on his face.

"[Flame of Fate], you have only taken a slight advantage, what can you be proud of?" Scourge let out a sigh and tilted his head slightly, "You don't know what power is!" ”

Scourge's hands were raised in the air, and the Void Aid beside him inserted a tentacle into his body, and streams of transparent liquid poured into Scourge's body.

And then—

A terrible coercion descended on this small office building in an instant.

[Damn, what did this guy do?] 】

Krosso clearly felt that something was happening in Scourge at this moment that he didn't understand.

If someone had used a special instrument to test the scourge at this moment, it would have been clear that his muscle structure had become tighter and tighter under the injection of Xuwuid's special liquid.

"Come on, look at you and me now, who is strong and who is weak?" Scourge slowly clenched his fists, and in the process of clenching, he kept making a popping sound of bone joints.

"It's Hades!"

Hades, which means hell, is the highest difficulty a gamer can challenge, but it is also a difficulty that many people can't overcome.

Krossot forced a smile, his previous hand-to-hand fight with Scourge was that he had taken advantage of it slightly, and Fire Eevee had fought with Void Id. The two elves also suffered some injuries from each other, and in the end it only ended in a draw.

Now the change of calamity made him feel a faint uneasiness.

……

The colorful double helix gradually faded, and the evolved white light gradually faded, and a little elf with an appearance similar to Eluredo appeared beside Han Death.

Mega's evolved body is more shapely, its limbs are more powerful than before, it has a light cloak behind it, and there are two more red blades on its arms.

"To answer my question, why did you do something to the Tibetan antelope when you were in Alola?" When Eluredo completed his mega evolution, Chill didn't immediately choose to attack, but asked a question like Gouck.

"Oh? Do you actually know the White Stone Tibetan Antelope? Gu Ke was a little surprised by the question of chilling, he didn't expect that as a cadre of the [Eight Masterpieces], he would actually get acquainted with someone from the [Three Artifacts] clan.

"Don't say anything irlevant, you just need to answer me, why do you want to do it to the Tibetan antelope?" Han Yan repeated his question, and Murayu's blade was already aimed at Gu Ke, and he had the meaning of wielding his knife if he didn't agree with him.

[Smack! 】

"Why should I answer you!" Gu Ke raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly, "After the children's fight just now, I have already discovered-"

"You're no match for me!"

A tiny figure flickered out of the space, and then Han Yan heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air, and he subconsciously raised the village rain in his hand.

Then the village rain in his hand shook violently, and a shock force came, and Han Yan couldn't help but take two steps back.

"What's that?" Han Yan subconsciously looked in the direction where the attack came, and the tiny figure was clearly visible to him.

It was a very petite-looking elf, its body shimmering with metallic luster and its limbs with a terrifying sharp aura.

UB06, Paper Edgeworth.

"That sword of yours doesn't look like an ordinary product, but it can withstand the attack of the paper edgeworth." Gu Ke's gaze fell on the village rain in Han Yan's hand, and he said in some surprise.

Murayu is worthy of being a weapon recorded in the famous sword directory, and under the real collision with the paper edgeworth, there is no trace left on the smooth knife body.

"Paper Edgeworth!" Chill said the name of the elf.

As for the special elves used by the people of [The Other Side], Krosso has shown him relevant information, which is a group of elves called the ultimate beasts, and the ultimate beasts do not live on this continent, but in a different space.

That's all Crosso provided, and there is no more detailed information at all.

……

Deep in the cracks of darkness, HTC's march continues.

Shion set the gazelle aside, and in her opinion, the gazelle was not threatening.

She followed the rhythm of the music and walked along the trunk of the vine tree, stepping into the pool in front of her, only the green water remained, and the previous ones had evaporated into something because of the blood of the Tibetan antelope.

"Come on~Come on~" Ziyuan whispered in a dark rhythmic tone, and blood slipped from her hands, which was the blood that flowed from the wound of the Tibetan antelope before, and she didn't know how she collected it.

The blood of the Tibetan antelope is low, and the water reacts violently. But Aster waded through chest-deep water, and the boiling liquid didn't seem to hurt her in the slightest.

She walked slowly, the distance of each step did not change, and she looked straight ahead, like a pilgrim.

In the center of the pool is a large circular altar, the only one that is still protected by the barrier of the "vine tree".

Aster climbed onto the altar, took out a few glow sticks, folded them, and held them high above the top.

The glow of the glow stick illuminated the altar, and the antelope and aster saw the contents of the altar together.

Shion finally stopped in the center of the altar, looked at the thing in front of him, was silent for a long time, and his voice revealed tenderness, "Meet again, I still remember our covenant with blood, and vow to fight side by side with you until the blood is exhausted......"

"And now, when I see you again, you're withered."

On the altar, it was the dry bones of a young man, a heavy dark gray, like a handicraft made of some kind of metal.

It retains the perfect figure of a young man, with slender ribs, a skeletal head hanging low, arms flat, and a standing posture at its feet.

This action is like the crucified Jesus Christ, whose arms are outstretched to form a perfect cross.

The dry bone sits on the altar covered in ancient words, which are thousands of years old, but the dead smile on the withered face can still be seen today.

Shion trembled and stretched out her hand, stroking her withered face, her eyes with a faint brilliance, as if she was looking at her long-lost lover.

She burst out laughing, her voice trembling, "Don't be funny, you're not going to die like that, are you?" ”

"This is not the way a [Eight Masterpieces] should die. If you're really dead, why would those guys use such a huge barrier to bind and restrain you, because they're afraid that your soul will struggle to wake up? ”

Of course, the dry bones could not answer her, and the dry bones were as quiet as a dry bones should be, maintaining the solemn posture of a martyr.