Chapter 669: The Enemy Is Like Death
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"Saint, are you ready?" Scourge Dream looked at the clear sky, tapped the cigarette pouch in the air, and put it back into his waist, "The mourning family will not give you time to adapt to the battlefield. β
"Adaptation?" She shook her heavily armored hand and said disdainfully, "For me, every second of my life is an encounter. The word 'adaptation' is left to the eggs of those recruits. β
"Good fighting spirit." Calamity Dream seemed to respond appreciatively, but there was a hint of disappointment in her scarlet eyes, "Speaking of which, your combat skills are taught by a hundred schools, right, saint?" β
"That's right." Cao Jin took a deep breath, and the holy mana quietly poured into his fists, and he said casually, "What, is there anything wrong?" β
"Nope." Scourge Dream withdrew her gaze from Miss Sage and stared indifferently into the air. As far as her eyes could see, the otherwise peaceful state had been shattered by ominous ripples, as if some monster would emerge from the air in the next moment.
That is, far more terrifying than expected.
"The mourning family just remembered it suddenly, and it seems that they never taught you anything."
"Am I not unable to learn your skills?" Cao Jin looked at the Calamity Spirit, as if wondering why the guy brought up this topic abruptly, "Whether it is the skill of the Boli Divine Fist or the skill of the Boli Witch, it needs the blood support of the 'Boli Reimeng'." β
Woe Lingmeng didn't answer, and there was no expression on her delicate face, only the sin prison pattern slowly swam like a living thing. This pitch-black tattoo is slightly different from the appearance she had when she was a demon god, and there are more inconspicuous emerald marks in it, but it makes her whole temperament change.
"'Skills'? Have you always thought ...... The reason why the mourning family is standing here, standing in front of Tianshi, standing at the top of the spiral, is only because ......" Evil Spirit Dream turned his head. There was an unpredictable sparkle in his scarlet eyes, "'Skill'? β
"Isn't it?" Cao Jin glanced at the ripples in the sky, and had a premonition that she still had time to chat, before continuing, "Aren't the many stunts that only the 'Boli Witch' can master the reason why you are invincible?" β
"In this boundless pancrystalline wall system. Only the 'saints' can stand side by side with the 'shrine maidens'. In other words, you are theoretically the only one who can stand at the top of the spiral with the mourning family. Scourge Spirit Dream reached into the void with her right hand and pulled out her imperial coin, "It's a pity that the mourning family has not been able to see the brilliance of a 'saint' in you. The possibility of a so-called 'saint' is nothing more than that......"
She sighed slightly and whispered in a whimsical voice.
"After all, you're just a little girl right now."
"Hey. Who do you call a little girl, believe it or not, I'll kill you in minutes! This isn't in the Great Barrier of Boli, and you don't have the bonus of infinite force! Cao Jin shouted unconvinced, jumping around excitedly with a shoulder-length ponytail, and even the pair of delicate eyebrows were raised, "I'm the 'Holy White Chanter', my daughter's profession!" β
"Career, skills. Utensil...... This is the reason why your 'magic weapon', your imaginary 'saint', is invincible. Scourge Dream withdrew her gaze. Only left a back for Miss Sage, "If you strip these away, what will you have left?" Oh, in the eyes of the mourners, you are not worthy of the title of 'saint' within you. β
Cao Jin took a deep breath and frowned, "Woe." Are you taking gunpowder today? Why are you targeting me so hard? β
"The mourners never lie, because those are 'sins.'" The back of the Evil Spirit Dream was a little lonely, but it was replaced by the usual indifference in an instant, "The 'sin' of the mourning family is enough. β
"The answer is not what you asked, you ......," Cao Jin shook his head helplessly. Then he said solemnly, "Wow, do you have any ...... Bad premonition? β
Miss Sage is not stupid, the other party's words seem to be aimed at her, but in fact there is a strange smell, as if ...... It's the same after the explanation. Obviously, I had praised her steadfastness before, but the enemy began to pick on her thorns before she was about to play, and there is no doubt that there is only one conclusion.
"Woe, I can't beat the enemy with my current combat strength, can I?"
Scourge Dream didn't say anything, but just curled the corners of her mouth slightly. At this time, she looked a little less crazy of the demon god, but added some human warmth. If she was just a girl who was devoured by sin when she was still a demon god, then she could be called a "beauty" when she had gained affection.
However, feelings are also a drag on the demon god.
I don't know where to start, but her barren heart has a lot of colors that she has never experienced before. Whether it is Xu Tianshi, who is regarded as a treasure, or those girls who are fighting endlessly for the glory of the spiral, they have occupied a place in her heart.
These people are her irreplaceable treasures.
"Woe Beauty" is no longer the lonely demon god at the beginning.
"It's not strong enough to need the mourning family to confess their last words." Calamity Spirit Dream took a rare deep breath, and the scarlet light flashed in her eyes, "But Sage, if you still look like 'the old lady is the daughter of the world' before, today's battle will be your final battle." β
"Got it, I'll do my best." Cao Jin touched his head and said with a wry smile, "But where to find a saint to exercise for a while, it's not a matter of cramming Buddha's feet temporarily...... What's more, I don't even have to hold Buddha's feet! β
As soon as she finished speaking, the ripples in the sky suddenly stopped. The next moment, the figures of two young girls suddenly appeared in the center of the ripples.
The petite figure was not armoured, but the six huge mechanical arms were full of silent oppression; The girl's figure was hidden in a thick black armor, and in her right hand was a sword cannon almost the same height as hers.
The two people, one big and one small, did not exude any momentum, but they gave people a terrifying sense of suffocation. They stood in the air, like two dormant beasts. Just looking at their figures, just being looked directly by their eyes, it was as if the scythe was in front of the neck, as if the head would be cut off at any moment.
They're not creatures at all.
They are the Grim Reaper.
βstrengthβ¦β¦ Hey, don't you want to do that. Cao Jin gasped and couldn't help but clench his fists. If it weren't for the heavy armor protecting her hands, I'm afraid she would have been pierced by her own nails.
The smile on the corner of Worce's mouth did not decrease, but became more and more prosperous.
"Saint, are you afraid?"
The oppression has been given enough, so let's let the child saint see it-
What is a real "shrine maiden"!
"Today, let the mourning family teach you a lesson!" (To be continued.) )
PS: (Don't doubt it, it's a scam corpse)