The white steam around Testrom suddenly stagnated. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

His grim and frantic expression froze on his face, and he threw a punch.

The eerie sounding home communicator next to him was smashed into powder with a punch.

"Your dad and I've been here, come on, scumbag."

However, the dry electronic sound came from the other side of the living room again, and it was a floating speaker connected to the Internet.

With a kick of air, the suspended speaker was kicked to pieces.

"Damn rats, get out of here!"

Testrom's voice was filled with endless killing intent, and the other party's insulting words made the killing intent in his heart skyrocket to the extreme.

But until now, he hadn't found the body of the voice!

"It's not in vain, you can't kill it...... Oh, and me. ”

In front of Testom, faint words came.

Mu Fan held the spliced three-edged javelin in his right hand, and his left hand was slowly withdrawn from the pocket on his side, covering his face in Terstrom's puzzled eyes.

When the palm of his hand was taken down, a cold, dead, and jade-like mask appeared on Mu Fan's face.

And when they looked at each other, they were a pair of indifferent, unemotional black pupils.

Airplanes......

Trembling slightly, a strange airflow sounded, and a faint green flashed in the palm of Mu Fan's right hand.

Then the three-edged javelin hung upside down under the palm of his hand like a magnetic energy absorption, and in an instant it spun into a phantom.

"It? You have a lot of secrets...... Well? ”

Testom's left eye blinked vigorously, and then there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then it turned completely incredible.

"How did you do it, who the hell are you!"

In the infrared image of his left eye, the red outline actually dimmed little by little, until it disappeared?

That's right, in the field of vision of his left eye, Mu Fan disappeared completely.

And in the field of vision of his right eye, Mu Fan, whose face was as white as jade, just stood there quietly, and the three-edged javelin that was spinning rapidly in his hand was no longer strangely silent at this moment.

In a completely unreasonable transformation, Testrom's scarlet artificial eyeball stared at Mu Fan's right hand, and his palm had trembled to an afterimage.

The current opponent, whether in terms of temperament or body temperature, turned into extremely cold in an instant, even more like a killing machine than himself, and more like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark.

Maybe...... Is he the real Assassin?

A thought that had never existed before suddenly came to mind.

Mu Fan stepped back lightly, and his figure almost melted into this shadow.

From this moment on, Testrom's right eye also began to lose Mu Fan's figure.

"Give me death!"

The stagnant white air flow suddenly erupted again, and the whole person attacked violently!

"Fear is just fantasy......"

A soft murmur came from all sides, and Terstum punched the wall out of the terrifying hole, but the fist didn't feel like it was half-hitting the entity.

"Darkness is boiling......"

"I came from the shadows ......"

"I'm ...... Templar. ”

The cold, flat sigh completely disappeared into the darkness.

At the same time, there was a click.

With the location of the two people as the center of the circle, all the power supply within one kilometer was cut off, and this space was completely plunged into a treacherous night.

In the virtual space of the network, there is also darkness in front of the blackened metal ball, cutting off all power and cutting off all means of image acquisition.

At this moment, the metal ball is muttering to itself:

"Old thing, Mu Fan is really getting more and more proficient in using your methods, but in the absence of the heart of ghostly energy, Lord Ben can only help him do this. Anyway, Xiao Fanfan uses ghost energy so easily, I'm really curious about what his race is......"

There were countless small moving sounds all around, and at this moment, inside and outside the house, there were shadows.

Suddenly there was a slight movement of air in his ears, and his eyes were red, and Terstum punched out.

Whew~~

A violent spark flashed from his wrist, and in the faint light of the spark, Testum saw the three-edged javelin that spun into a phantom knife wheel with his right eye.

Then the knife wheel disappeared into thin air.

"Your body doesn't seem to be indestructible." A soft whisper came from his side, this time so close to him.

"Damn rats!"

Wow, another spark slashed across his arm.

This punch pierced the wall, but it still didn't hit the opponent.

From the moment the other party puts on that mask, the combat style changes from a violent head-on confrontation to a light and eerie assassination.

And Testrom looked at his arm in disbelief, and there were two deep roll scars on it, as if it had been cut by a large cutter.

His own hard mechanical arm was actually injured.

"Mouse, you come out for me."

Looking at Testrom who was bombarding around frantically not far away, there was no emotional fluctuation in Mu Fan's eyes.

In the state of the white mask superimposed on the five layers of dark breath, there was nothing that could make Mu Fan's mood fluctuate a little, he just silently watched the figure that fell into madness.

Now for Mo Handa's inheritance, Mu Fan's understanding has deepened to a new level.

Hidden in the darkness, it only strikes with a thunderous blow when it is revealed.

Kill with one hit, then run away.

This seems to be a more advanced combat style!

No one knows......

In the deep sleep of Mo Handa's soul, Mu Fan, who was always walking alone, was inadvertently touching the true meaning of belonging to the Holy Church.

In the seemingly chaotic and crazy bombardment, the villa, whose four walls were completely shattered, finally collapsed.

In the smoke and dust, Testrom's figure stood silently among the ruins.

The flames that were still burning not far away finally made his vision appear a different color.

Now he hated the damn darkness!

The dancing flames finally allowed him to see the black figure standing quietly not far away in the normal optical vision of his right eye, and now the other party didn't seem to be moving.

Finally seeing you.

"Now, how are you still hiding, so you are a mysterious boy!"

His face was already a little distorted in madness, and among the enemies he had tortured and killed in the past, none of them hated him more than the young man in front of him.

"I've not been hiding, it's just that your life should enter the countdown, and the satellite will sweep over here in a minute, so you can die."

Mu Fan said lightly.

This demeanor was not deliberate, because after turning on the dark breath and entering a state of absolute calm, he had lost all emotional color in his speech.

Testom didn't speak, his scarlet eyes looked at Mu Fan, his feet stomped heavily, and he turned into an afterimage and rushed over.

This time, Mu Fan didn't dodge, didn't raise his hand to parry, but the moment the other party's footsteps stepped on, his heart suddenly compressed to a quarter.

Knock knock, knock knock!

When dilated again, the heart rate instantly exceeds 400 beats per minute.

The strong heart pushed the blood flow to every muscle of Mu Fan at an unprecedented speed, and a huge amount of oxygen began to be consumed by the muscles, and then produced a force that exceeded the limits of the human body.

The opponent's speed, which also exceeded the limits of the human body, was like a cannonball.

Mu Fan stepped on the ground, and the moment he leaned forward, he left an afterimage.

The first of the seven stages of redemption - Fervent cutting!

The phantom knife wheel in his hand, which rotated to the extreme, swept sideways in front of him under the drive of his body.

The furious mechanical punch grazed the back of Mu Fan's head and blasted out......

The dazzling sparks streaked long trails, and a piercing sound of metal cutting rang out from the ruins.