With the eyes of ordinary painters, they naturally couldn't see the giant hand that poked out of the light gate and the long knife that came quickly behind it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And Lahuana, who was on the side, had seen what was about to happen, but there was nothing she could do...... No, to be precise, she turned a blind eye to it.

She was more worried about her own safety than the death of the painter.

The arm that poked out from behind the light gate was good enough to say that after all, her strength had reached the second primordial essence, and as long as the twenty-two paths in her body were not damaged, there was no need to fear the arrester who did not show up.

However, those sneak attacks on the soul of the painter is definitely not as simple as saying hello.

Because at the moment when Duke Lorenzo was paralyzed, the terminal on her earlobe had already analyzed her current situation truthfully.

The strength of the group of soul essences that rushed over was around the second primordial essence, and the number was about twenty people.

And she and the three humans have been besieged in a mass grave by these spirits, and the four of them are about to become the prey of the hunt.

And this hunt may have started with the death of this human painter!

The analysis of the terminal frightened Lajuana, not to mention that she had received a lot of rigorous training since she was a child, but these trainings were nothing more than point-to-point, and she did not feel the threat of death at all.

However, now the undisguised killing intent around the mass grave made her tremble, probably this immersive feeling will always be something that can't be simulated by real training!

Especially after seeing the frightened Duke Lorenzo and the dazed painter with a blank face, Lahuana sighed secretly, a pig-like teammate!

Lavana was still lamenting her bad luck and even being in the dilemma of choosing to surrender or die in battle, but the oriental man named Kabbalah suddenly moved.

In a flash of light, he completed an almost impossible action, and while pushing the painter away, he tore off the arm sticking out from behind the light door with one hand, and directly slammed the long knife back with a fist with the other hand.

"Uh......"

This series of quick movements made Miss Lahana jaw-dropping, this person named Kabbalah is too fierce!

She can do it with a punch and a long knife, but if she is asked to intercept the giant hand of the soul captor...... She can only think about this kind of thing at the moment.

Because the body of the soul captor is not this dimension, if you want to twist this arm of the captor like Kabbalah, unless the strength reaches the third primordial time, you will not be able to touch their body at all.

Could it be that the strength of this inconspicuous man is above the third primordial essence?!! If that's the case, there shouldn't be much of a problem with her safety under his protection.

As soon as she thought of this, Lahuana's eyes immediately changed when she looked at Chen Zhe, and she secretly said: "The soul essence of the third primordial essence of strength, and it is also the kind of amnesia, why don't you pull him into the Avalon organization?" ”

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The painter who was pushed to the ground was full of confusion, and just as he wanted to ask his Oriental friend why he did this, he suddenly felt a drop of warm liquid drip from his eye.

When the painter subconsciously reached out to wipe and wipe his eyes, a burning pain immediately passed from the eyeballs into the brain's sensory organs, and this pain exceeded the limit of most people's tolerance, so the painter, as an ordinary person, didn't even make a snort, and his head was declared to be dead, and he fell headlong on a puddle of crow excrement.

Throwing away the severed limb in his hand, Chen Zhe looked coldly at the violently shaking light gate, and there was a piercing howl in his ears, and the sound came from behind the light gate, "Huh...... Whew......"

The howl that pierced the eardrum lasted less than ten seconds, but the strong piercing force of the sound wave had already overturned the soil ten meters in diameter, and more than a dozen skeletons with white stubble spun in mid-air a few times before Shi Shiran fell.

Coincidentally, the beige skull landed on Duke Lorenzo's head...... Since then, the two people who have nothing to do with the soul world have fainted.

Not only that, but the souls that lurked around the mass graves were also disturbed by the sound waves, and they jumped out of various positions like a burning butt.

Lahana looked at it with her eyes, and saw that the facial features of these souls were overflowing with red blood, which was no different from her appearance at the moment.

Although the ghostly howl had stopped, the light gate still shook in the air, and a huge head quickly poked out from the inside like a nebula vortex.

After seeing the full appearance of this head, everyone except Chen Zhe gasped, heh, what an ugly monster this is!

His head was wide and his forehead was crowned with three pairs of scarlet eyes, his skin was as if it had been scalded by boiling water, revealing flesh-red pores, his nose took up a quarter of his face, and the two spitting out canine teeth in his jaw accentuated his hideousness.

This is the Soul Arrester?!!

"Who dares to offend the dignity of the gods?"

A suppressed roar came out of the monster's mouth, and even if everyone couldn't understand his language, they could feel the meaning of his words.

Without any hesitation, all the souls present pointed their fingers at Chen Zhe.

At this time, they can't take care of their abilities, even if the arrester and the soul are mortal enemies, but the strength of the big man in front of them is obviously not at the same level as them, anyway, this time he is also here to explore the way, and he can't take his life into it.

"Despicable human, you're going to pay for it!" The captor roared, three pairs of scarlet eyes revealing bitter hatred.

"Oh, that's all you have to say?" Chen Zhe pursed his lips and swung his fist straight at the head of the arrester.

The arrester sneered, and a blood-colored ocean burst out from the three pairs of eyes, wrapping Chen Zhe in it, and shouted: "Faint for me!" ”

Hmph, just one human should surrender to the sea of original sin!

Unfortunately, Chen Zhe did not go as he wished, "Bang! ”

Within seconds of the arrestee's words, his head was pierced by Chen Zhe's fist, like a broken watermelon.

But the matter did not end like this, after killing the arrester, Chen Zhe swung his fist again and hit the one who was about to hide and go to the light gate.

"Click......"

The light gate made a sound of glass shattering, shattering in the air with a brilliant brilliance, and then vanished, the only proof of its existence was a transparent shard the size of a thumb that fell to the ground.

In a few breaths, the self-proclaimed god's captor was blasted to pieces by a single human punch, and even the gate of its old nest, Kabbalah, was beaten to pieces.

Is this guy still human? No, is it still a soul? When did such a fierce man appear in the Avalon organization, looking at this guy's posture, maybe even the leader of the Gate of Truth can't do this!

It's over, just now I was thinking about hunting someone else to take his soul...... As it stands, they are only begging this ancestor not to beat the mind of their souls.

Clapping his hands, as if he had done something insignificant, Chen Zhe picked up the transparent fragment that fell to the ground, turned to look at the souls that wanted to hunt them before, and grinned: "Who threw the long knife just now?" ”

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