I can say without hesitation that if I have achieved the ultimate victory, then Dr. Nguyen Le is the creator of this victory.

I have lost many things in this world, encountered many incredible situations, watched the pain and sorrow of many people, and felt pain and sorrow for them, but I have also gained something and protected something.

In the days of my recovery, my silence and my hesitation were not because I had lost my sharpness, but merely because I vaguely understood that I seemed to be only one person, but I was by no means a real person. Even if for various reasons, even the color and Dorothy have parted ways, but the shadow behind me also carries the resolutions and visions of many people.

It was a very heavy weight for me to come back into this world again. Some people may see it as a conspiracy of "Jiang" and regard me as a puppet of "Jiang", but I have never defined myself in this way. I'm Takakawa, and it's just Takakawa, that's all.

"Get up, Father Edward." I said to the puddle of flesh. At the same time, the fourth-level magic pattern came into operation, and the nameless substance between organic and inorganic flowed along the blade face of the twin blades. I plunged my two knives into the ground, and the volume of these substances multiplied suddenly, like a cement pour, covering the ground with flesh, entrails, and blood, and in an instant it solidified into a mountain-shaped tomb. I know that even if the cage of these substances were as strong as a structure, they would not be able to trap Father Edward for much longer.

Take advantage of the surprise of the quick sweep, and that's it.

Lots and lots of rivers. As well as me and Zuo Chuan, we all watched with bated breath at this sturdy tomb. After a few breaths, it starts shaking. As if the entire arena floor was to be uplifted, a tremendous force was transmitted under our feet, arching upwards, and a huge crack cracked open under our feet, and at the center of the crack was a tomb like a mountain.

I could feel a huge sense of squeeze from the inside out from the change in the grave. The grave could no longer bear it and began to peel apart. The inside of the black hole was exposed, and many red points of light appeared in the darkness inside. These red lights are uncertain, and you can look more closely. You will find that they have the outline of an eye.

These dense dark and ominous red eyes made my pores tighten for a while.

In the next blink of an eye, three or five octopus-like tentacles popped out from inside and shot straight in, and Zuo Chuan and I dodged each. Jiang Chuan didn't have such a quick reaction speed. It was directly penetrated through several individuals. These tentacles had suction cups and teeth, and their number expanded rapidly, and by the next breath, they had doubled to more than a dozen, then dozens, hundreds. The tentacles that bloomed in all directions tore through the grave in an instant, revealing the wriggling flesh inside. It's hard to describe what the body connected to by the roots of these many tentacles looks like, because it's a mass that is constantly changing shape. It's the same thing as the flesh of the tentacles, but it changes shape. The red eyes are like swimming fish, rising and falling with the rhythm of this wriggling and deformation, constantly swimming.

Of course, this cannot be human, and it is rare for the Grey Mist Demon to see anything of this form, but it is not without descriptions of similar things in the occult - although the description of the occult is not exactly the same thing as the real thing in front of us, the extreme similarity of the shape and features still proves that no matter how incredible the appearance of this monster is, it still does not transcend the human imagination, which means that it is not the "evil god" that is completely beyond human intelligence in the occult description.

Did Father Edward's 999 disguise ever have the original intention of "wanting to surpass human intelligence"?

I constructed my twin blades again and quickly slashed through the tentacles that had been copied from the four breads, and on the other side, Egawa maintained the line with numbers, while Sagawa carved holes with a more agile posture and walked through them. Zuo Chuan's mysterious power known as the "Six Paths" can be divided into six mysteries of different natures: healing, vajra, hard matter, hidden stream, silent and demon-breaking, each mystery can be used alone, or it can be constructed into an all-round combat system, she is just like the most famous and legendary combat profession "ninja" in the Japanese Special Administrative Region, no, her galloping and killing posture is more in line with people's impression of "ninja" than any ninja.

Zuo Chuan's absolute speed is certainly not as fast as mine, but she is so quiet, in the blink of an eye, she disappears from the field of vision, and emerges from the other corner, and even with the chain judgment, she can only observe an incomplete trajectory like a dotted line, and at the break of this trajectory, what she has done and what she is preparing to come, there is no way to know. Her fighting posture was as smooth as a curve most of the time, as graceful as a lily in full bloom, but in the decisive blow, it showed terrible violence. The tentacles that tried to entangle her, when they flew and interspersed, were already covered in bruises, until they were finally cut off, which also gave people a reasonable feeling. However, I know very well that although these tentacles appear fleshy on the surface, they are not actually flesh and blood in common sense, its surface is soft and elastic, but the more it cuts and slashes inward, the more you can feel the increasing resistance, and at its maximum, it can even be compared to a structure. Moreover, there seem to be countless mouths inside, gnawing and pulling the objects that go deep into it, if it is a sharp weapon, then the arm holding this sharp weapon is easily disturbed by this chaotic pulling force, and finally the whole body is out of balance.

Cutting off the tentacles and carving holes through the dense group of tentacles to make it easier for you to pass through is not as easy as you can see.

Jiang Chuan, who was slightly weaker in terms of individual strength, whether it was in the audience or in the circular field, was surrounded and killed, harvested, eliminated like weeds, rolled up, devoured, thrown and smashed, and the corpses were separated and crushed into meat sauce.

The sight of blood foaming everywhere couldn't shake me, Zuo Chuan, and Jiang Chuan for a moment. We are facing this strange demon in disguise in our most difficult way, with the advantage we do best. Even if I don't mention it, they should know that Father Edward's abilities are not limited to this.

I'm running through invisible high-speed aisles. In less than three seconds, he severed all the tentacles that hunted around him. The new substance condensed in the hands and smashed into the ground. In an instant, a triumph of huge doors fanned out between me and the tentacles. When the newborn's tentacles shot again, they slammed into the triple door. The door shape only lasted less than a second and began to crumble, but taking advantage of the flying rocks and smoke, I had already used the speed sweep to reach the side of the river at a high speed that no one could capture, and cleared the tentacles that rounded up the river one by one. Taking advantage of the brief emptiness, the rivers rushed forward. Advance the front of the battle line to ten meters in front of the tentacle monster.

For a while, most of the tentacles rushed towards the river. Zuo Chuan didn't know when he had jumped into the top of the tentacle monster's body, and the slashing knife was in his hand. It was accelerated by a force and hit it down. However, as I thought, the red eyes that roam the tentacles' bodies are not useless. When I started to accelerate. The red eyes have condensed into a light that makes people's hairs stand on end. They all stared at Zuo Chuan's body, and the force that pushed Zuo Chuan to fall quickly was full of explosive power, but the red-eyed gaze was even faster, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.

By the time the delicate beams of light shot out of my red eyes, my speed was the highest since the battle, and the relatively fast nature allowed me to use a slow-motion perspective. The excitation of these pillars of light is directly observed with the naked eye. There are as many red eyes as there are beams. There was no way Zuo Chuan could have hit the tentacle monster before he was hit. In a high speed where no one could react, I snatched Zuo Chuan's body and escaped from the giant net of intertwined beams.

I'm not sure if Zuo Chuan has the ability to get out after the laser giant net is formed, her mysterious power "Six Paths" is inspired by "Jiang", and the characteristics on the surface are very clear, but, just as my speed sweep has also undergone many changes in understanding, whether the power of the "Six Paths" has changed, and what hidden changes have occurred, but I don't know. Rather than considering the possibility of these uncertain odds, though, I trust my quick sweep more.

The laser net cut through the air, and when I took Zuo Chuan out of the mesh that had not been tightly closed, I felt a terrible heat, like a pinprick trying to penetrate the pores of my skin, and there was a frenzied force that confused my thoughts. For a moment, my body gently lost control like a reflex movement tapping my knee. This is not a laser beam that is purely physically cut at high temperatures.

Before the next second started, Zuo Jiang and I parted again, I turned to the left, and she turned to the right, running like a circle. When the next second came, and when she and I met again, all the tentacles within the circle we had drawn seemed to be severed at the same time, leaving only the demon's disguised trunk with no definite form. It could have been described as an "octopus" before, but now it is even more indescribable what kind of thing it is - in short, there is no living thing in nature that can be compared to it. However, to say that it is a churning mass of mud cannot describe the strange feeling that wells up in my heart when I see this thing.

When I saw it, my first impression was that this thing had no reason and no intelligence, but soon my own reason would deny this first impression - although it was difficult to prove it from the details, I could not convince myself to believe that this was actually Father Edward's monster, a thing without reason.

We don't have much to do with this thing, and its appearance is so varied that it doesn't feel like a physical attack alone can cause fatal damage. But me, Zuo Chuan, and Jiang Chuan are all more inclined to physical blows. Although I am a consciousness walker, what will happen to me if I rashly enter this demonic spiritual world in disguise? Any consciousness walk can be regarded as a "battle in a different place", a "war of invasion", and a "strike at the enemy on the territory occupied by the enemy", which is a congenital disadvantage and has to be compensated for by mysterious forces, which is also one of the root causes of the various difficulties and dilemmas that consciousness walkers have to face. The opponent was the scheming and insane Father Edward, and I was not a true consciousness walker, so the consciousness walk was more of a "last resort" to me than a trump card for a frontal attack.

Can this amorphous demon be destroyed by beating it into flesh in disguise with a weapon? Can burning him to the ground destroy it? Even from a biological point of view, if all the cells and genes of its structure are destroyed, can it be destroyed? If you think about it further, although this thing exhibits all kinds of materiality, is it really "material" in the conventional sense? You must know that the predecessor of the demon in disguise is the gray fog demon, and the gray fog demon was originally a life inspired by the gray fog, and the official name of the gray fog is "gray particles", which is a kind of dreamlike intermediate medium that can naturally transform between matter and spirit, and can also have the characteristics of both at the same time.

Theoretically, no matter how mysterious the opponent is, as long as he has his own mystery, he has a basis for confrontation. Whether I, Zuo Chuan or Jiang Chuan, every attack I exist and launch is bound to be mysterious, but can this mystery offset or even suppress the mystery of Father Edward?

Personally, I never felt that I could have killed Father Edward in a short period of time - so there was no point in further oppression. Judging only by the commission received, of course, the longer the delay, the better, whether it is himself or Father Edward, in fact, it is the same. Whether it is a pressing attack that keeps the opponent in a state of passive defense, or a mitigation attack that allows the opponent to counterattack with a more cautious attitude, the effect of delaying time is the same.

Therefore, I chose to wait.

The amphitheater was covered with flesh and blood, some from tentacle demons, but more often from the corpses of Egawa. However, Egawa's corpses were rapidly decreasing, and it was impossible to observe how they were reduced, but when I noticed it, the site damaged by the battle had been repaired, and the walls and floor had been repainted, making it a little more refreshing. All this is like a limitation of one's vision, and the change occurs in the blind corner of one's vision.

Subconsciously, when he didn't pay too much attention, in the corners that he couldn't see, there were changes happening, nourishing the amphitheater, so that Jiang Chuan did not encounter the imaginary damage because of the death of his own individual. (To be continued.) )