Looking at Medirri, who stood quietly like a steel statue in front of her, Persephone could clearly feel the heavy pressure on her face, and even made her breathing feel a little difficult. Medirri's face was completely hidden behind the metal mask, and it was impossible to see her expression or detect her mood.

Medirli, who was covered in armor, was a head taller than Persephone, and the distance between the two was not close, and Persephone, who could have looked at her at eye level, now had the feeling of looking up at the mountains. This has nothing to do with the comparison of the strengths of the two sides, but more from the difference in mentality.

Is there some weakness in the heart?

Persephone sighed inwardly, and although the pressure was as heavy as being in a mountain with thin oxygen, she did not flinch or avoid it, and looked seriously at the metal mask on the other side, which could not have any expression, even though she knew that she could not find anything on it. In any case, it is difficult for Persephone to associate the 'Dark Judgment' in front of her, who has almost monopolized the power of the Inquisition, with the beautiful girl who struck her eye seven years ago. There was a time when Medirli was glued to her almost every day. According to the little girl's words at the time, it was on the cold hellish island of blood, and Persephone was the only warm flame. The happy times were always short-lived, as Persephone spent less and less time seeing the girl, revealing her amazing talent and beauty, and becoming more and more entangled in family affairs and promotions within the dragoon system, and spending more and more time away from war. On that bloody afternoon, since Medirri stepped into Judgment Town, there were fewer opportunities for the two of them to meet.

Now, few people will notice that the only person sitting in the position of the 'Dark Judge' is a teenage girl.

Su could already see that Medirri and Persephone were standing above the peak, and his heart was relieved that his body had been consumed more than half, and his speed immediately slowed down. As soon as his control over his body relaxed, his energy and nutrients were spontaneously taken away by his body and used to repair countless wounded parts. Although deep down in her heart, she still regarded Medirri as the innocent little girl she used to be, but Sue also understood her terrifying strength now. Now that Medirli had arrived, with her and Persephone's strength, she should be safe, at least as far as Sue knew.

The battle took place at this very moment without warning.

A strong gust of wind suddenly rose from the summit, and it turned into an amazing tornado, and the place where Medirri and Persephone were standing was the eye of the storm! The powerful suction of the rising tornado even tore apart the radiation clouds above, and when they were sucked down, they were instantly covered with pillars of wind, covering the scene in the eye of the storm.

Medirri raised her hand, and the greatsword screamed immediately, and jumped out of the rock on its own, jumping into Medirri's hand. The spine of the sword, several dark red gems had a cloud-like black gas coiling in the center, like the eyes of otherworldly creatures that suddenly opened, staring greedily and coldly at Persephone.

As soon as the Prison Kill fell into Medirri's hands, the huge and heavy sword body seemed to lose its weight immediately. With a wave of her hand, Medirli swept through the prison like lightning, slashing at Persephone! The speed of this sword was so fast that even Su couldn't see the trajectory clearly, and there was no turning and transition when swinging the sword, and it was instantly increased to the highest speed, which completely subverted the common sense of physics in the old era.

With the length of the prison and the length of Medirri's arm, she still couldn't touch Persephone. But she didn't seem to think about the distance from the target at all, and her body still stood motionless, and it was just like this sword that cut out.

Persephone, who had been standing still, suddenly flew out of her body, as if she was about to collide with the blade of the sword that killed the hell with her own body.

Persephone still had time to raise her left hand to grab her long messy hair during the flight, and the pencil in her right hand swirled upside down in her hand, and then slammed into the blade of the Prison Sword like lightning! The pencil in her hand looked very fragile, not to mention a branch, it was a box, and the prison could crush it with its own weight alone. However, the situation in front of her was completely contrary to common sense, she inserted it so lightly, and the gem like a demon eye on the spine of the Prison Killing Sword suddenly emitted a thick blood-colored light like a sense, and the howl emitted was several times sharper, just like this small pencil was also a natural enemy that needed to fight to the death.

No one could see Medirri's expression hidden behind the mask, all that could be seen was that she completely ignored her reaction to the killing, still slashing with her sword, her gestures not deviating in the slightest.

The pencil stabbed on the prison and then instantly turned into a mass of debris, with no transition in between, as if time had ceased to exist at this point. The invisible shock wave quickly expanded from the point where the pencil and the killing prison met, covering the entire mountain in an instant!

Su suddenly felt the mountains under his feet tremble heavily, and in an imperceptible moment, the shock wave had changed its frequency thousands of times, even he couldn't react accordingly immediately, and all the muscles in his body fell into chaos in an instant, he first rose into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, and for a while his brain completely lost control of his limbs, and he couldn't get up. Thankfully, this shock wave passed by in an instant, otherwise if the shock wave was still there when Su's body touched the ground, then the second instinctive chaotic reaction in his body would have caused him to be seriously injured immediately.

On the peak, when the invisible shock wave happened to cover the entire peak, it quietly disappeared, as abrupt as when it was generated. It's just that at the feet of the two women who are equivalent to killing gods, the mountain that is several meters long suddenly becomes translucent, and then silently disintegrates, turning into countless fine dust, spreading out to all sides under invisible pressure, curling like a cloud rising out of thin air. Medirli and Persephone stood in the clouds.

With the power of the pencil explosion, Persephone's body rose like a floating leaf, and instead floated towards Medirli. Medirri strode forward, two steps to Persephone's original position, and in the midst of a whistling sound, she slashed at Persephone with her backhand!

If you look closely, you can see that there is a small hole in the blade of the Hellkill, which is where the pencil originally fell. The crater was surrounded by cracks that stretched on all sides, densely packed like cobwebs, and several cracks were particularly long, even extending to the blood-colored gem embedded in the center of the sword's spine. There were also thin cracks on the gem like a magic eye, and the black qi in the center of the gem that was like a pupil had narrowed into a line, as if it was unbearable to endure the pain. Red liquid was oozing out of the cracks, like drops of blood.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would have been hard to imagine that a fragile pencil would be able to knock such a scar out of the sturdy Hell. However, the price Persephone paid was also clearly visible, her clenched right hand was dripping with blood, and although she could not see the scar on her palm, she could see that the blood was constantly pouring out of her clenched fingers, and there was no sign of condensation.

Persephone had no time to stop the bleeding, and the greatsword seemed to be completely unconstrained by time and space, and slashed straight at her shoulder.

Persephone waved off a pencil that tied half of her long hair, held it in her left hand, and gently touched it on the prison.

Boom!

This time, it sounded like a thousand-year-old church bell, and the long and far-reaching bell echoed on the barren and cold frozen soil, which was particularly desolate.

The Killing Prison suddenly rose high, and the cracks were already covering most of the sword body, and countless fragments of metal were flying through the air. Many tiny fragments shot at the frozen rock as hard as steel, and they sank silently, leaving only a small and deep hole, and it was impossible to see how deep it had been shot. More fragments flew through the cold wind and thick clouds, and flew into the distance with no end in sight.

The body of the Prison Killing Sword was mottled and shattered, and there were even a few gaps in the blade, and two of the three Demon Eye gems embedded in it had been shattered, and a thick red and black liquid continued to flow. The MONOCULUS shifts wildly, and even screams at a shrill voice! Medirli was unmoved, and with a majestic whirlwind, she rushed forward and returned, sword in both hands, and screaming for Hellkill with enough power to open the mountains and split the earth, and slashed at Persephone head-on!

Persephone's left hand was also a bloody blur, her well-trimmed suit was in tatters, her snow-white arms were covered in blood and scratches, and the cuffs of her trousers had completely turned into wisps of rags, revealing her long blood-spurting legs. The black high heels have long been gone, the feet are ** to the ground, the toes are as small and delicate as shells, and the white is thrilling when stepping on the rough rocky ground. Even Persephone's delicate porcelain-like face was streaked with blood by the flying fragments. The flat, black-rimmed glasses were also full of cracks, and the lenses were long gone.

Faced with another slash in prison, Persephone's long hair suddenly rose without wind, and a layer of light gray light shone in the depths of her pupils, completely suppressing the original trace of turquoise. She stepped on the void with both feet, but instead took a step, her hands raised, and she held it in the air, as if holding an invisible dragon lance, and she was awe-inspiring towards the Killing Prison!

The slash of the Prison Slayer froze suddenly, and then bounced back, as if it had really been picked apart by Persephone's invisible dragon lance. Persephone even took a step forward, and the invisible dragon lance reached forward, piercing Medirri's chest!

Still no one could see the expression behind the mask, only the calm and expressionless face on the mask. It's a completely featureless face, and people will only remember looking at it once, but they can't find the words to describe it at all.

Medirri's right hand was flat on the Prison Killing, and when she pressed down, Persephone's powerful shot was immediately shot down, and then the greatsword stretched out diagonally and horizontally, and with the huge kinetic energy of the forward rush, it slashed at Persephone with a sword full of gaps. If this sword is real, even a steel pillar is cut off lightly.

Persephone rose with the wind, her body always maintaining a distance of one meter from the blade, and it seemed that she could be slashed at any time, but time and space seemed to freeze in an instant, and this distance could no longer be narrowed. With a stretch of her arms, she opened the prison with a dragon gun. The moment the guns and swords clashed, Persephone's face suddenly turned pale as snow, and she could no longer see any blood. Her lips were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood at any moment.

Sometimes she wields her sword with one hand, sometimes she slashes with both hands, and her stride is so great that it only takes two or three steps to rush forward and backward. Her attacks are also very simple, so simple that there are only a few actions such as horizontal slashing, straight slashing, pushing and pulling, and slapping, but the power of each attack is as heavy as a mountain, like a chiseled mountain and opening a stone, no one can tell how much power is attached to the giant sword to kill the prison, just look at the crisscrossing deep ravines that continue to appear on the ground below Medirri, you can imagine the incomparable killing power of the heavy sword!

Persephone is like a dhow on the furious sea, ready to be shattered at any moment by the waves that weigh down on her head.

The battle between the two seemed to be very long, but in fact it only happened for a short moment, so short that when Su, who had fallen, raised his head, the battle had actually entered the endgame.

"No!" An earth-shattering roar erupted from Sue's chest. He had never expected to see this scene in front of him, and he did not understand why it was Persephone and Medirli who were fighting to the death.

His mind was already blank, and in an instant, countless numbers with the highest authority spread to all parts of his body, seizing control of almost all body tissues. Sue's body swelled with a surging force, and he leapt to his feet, ignoring the deadly fragments and rubble that flew like blades in the air, and rushed towards the battlefield.

Persephone and Medirli were surrounded by turbulence and wind that destroyed their energy, far more deadly than tangible fragments and rubble.

The two of them turned their heads to look at Su in unison, but their hands did not stop for half a second. With their eyesight, they could naturally see that Su's coming was incredibly fast, but the injuries inside her body were also deteriorating at the same rate, and many organs had even begun to disintegrate a little.

Medirri still fought rough and desolate, and Persephone was agile and elf-like, but when she fired straight at her, there was a fierce and unturned violation, and no one intended to reduce the intensity of her attack.

People like them who have been able to achieve so much at this age are self-confident and stubborn, determined people with extraordinary talent and intelligence, almost never swayed by the changes in their circumstances. What's more, in this kind of battle situation, whoever takes the lead in retracting the strength may be seriously injured in an instant, and will be defeated and killed.

I don't know if it was because the injury was too severe that affected the perception ability, or for some other reason, Su didn't seem to see the energy turbulence around the battlefield at all, and actually crashed straight into the center of Persephone and Medirli!

Although the tornado had already dissipated, there was only more danger around the two young and beautiful killing gods, and there was no debris in sight in the area around them, except for the fragments that burst from the killing prison. As soon as the gravel enters the range of ten meters, it will disintegrate and dissipate silently.

It was impossible for Su not to perceive such an obvious turbulence of energy, let alone be confident enough to think that he could survive this turbulence unscathed, but he still rushed into the turbulence brazenly.

The deadly turbulence dissipated in an instant, magically opening a safe passage in front of Sue. The passage was fleeting, and after the balance of the energy turbulence was broken, it suddenly exploded, and there were continuous explosions, but the lethality of the explosion and the pure energy turbulence were no longer the same.

Medirri and Persephone are abruptly separated! Medirri stood still, not taking a step back, the greatsword slayer pointed diagonally at the ground, the expressionless face on the mask looking at Persephone, not Sue. Persephone staggered back and fell to the ground, her lips red and bleeding, her body scarred and her hands bloodied, and she looked shocking. The invisible dragon lance had already collapsed with the explosion of energy.

After a night of fighting, Su's combat uniform was also in tatters, and his body was scarred, most of which were injuries from the energy explosion, which were not serious, compared to the scars inside his body.

Medirri's armor suddenly let out a sonorous roar and slowly fell to the ground. She paused slightly, then dragged the prisoner towards Persephone.

Su Ji strode out, stood in front of Persephone, and asked with irrepressible anger: "Why is this! ”

Medirri's movements seemed to stiffen for a moment, and then she returned to normal. She was silent for a moment, and Kill Prison slowly lifted up, pointing at Sue's chest. However, the edge of her killing intent crossed Sue and pointed at Persephone.

"What are you doing here!" Su's good-looking eyebrows also became sharp, and there was obvious anger in her blue eyes.

Prison let out an imperceptible moan, but the face on the mask was never expressionless. The long pale gray hair no longer flew, hanging like water over the shoulders, contrasting with the fierce and menacing armor.

Sue felt a hot, wet sensation in his arm, and he looked sideways to see that it was Persephone holding his upper arm. Her hand was still bleeding, and the blood had completely stained her hand and was running down Sue's arm. From the skin she touched, Su could clearly feel the uneven touch of her palm, which was very different from the gentle and delicate feeling of her usual days. Su knew that this meant that her palms were blurred with flesh and blood, but he couldn't enable the perspective test, not even the over-touch sense, because he couldn't bear to see the details of Persephone's injury.

Persephone pulled slightly, and the powerful force lifted Sue slightly off the ground and placed her behind her. This is a rare time for her not to retain her strength in front of Su, and it is also the first time that she has not taken care of Sue's face as a man in front of outsiders. But until Medirli and Prison Killing, any attempt to preserve strength is hopelessly stupid.

"Your hands ......," Sue noticed that Persephone's hands were bleeding profusely. Not to mention this kind of wound, that is, the whole arm is broken, with Persephone's ability, the bleeding can be stopped instantly by sealing the blood vessels without the help of any drugs and instruments, how can the bleeding on the hand not be stopped?

"Anyone who is injured by a murder prison cannot heal on its own." In Persephone's place answered, it was Medirri. ,Wonderful unlimitedhttp://Www./