At this time, Erica caught up with Mercato in terms of momentum and strength. The stalemate between the two shook the surrounding land, continuously releasing a shockwave that stirred the surrounding flowers and plants.

"Well, it's so strange for me to do anything, and it's impossible for ordinary humans to have the strength to compete with me."

In the end, what Mercato can think of is Wu Jian, but even if Erica gets Wu Jian's protection, can she really get such a strong force? The mystery of this is completely beyond his comprehension - even a god can be a little flustered in the face of the completely unknown.

It can't go on like this!

Mercato's eyes snapped and he punched the club. In a stirring wave, Erica flew upside down, and the sword in her hand broke into pieces again.

"Humph!"

Mercato, who had already treated Erica as an enemy, showed no mercy and chased after Erica while she was still in the air.

"Suffer death!"

Mercato grabbed the stick in both hands and slammed it hard at Erica's head.

“”

Erica's consciousness was a little blurred at this time, but she was still able to make the judgment of resisting with both hands. As she crossed her hands to block Mercato's stick, she stomped on the ground with both feet under the pressure. But Erica's feet supported her body, and under Melcato's push, she drew two parallel lines on the ground that were more than ten meters long. However, after this impact, Erica suddenly blocked Mercato's stick in her hand—her delicate hands, still unbroken.

"You can stop my full strength!?"

Although Mercato simply used his strength, and the attributes of wind and thunder were not attached to it, but such a petite body could not be seen to be harmful?

Mercato noticed that although Erica was covered in blood, the wound that had been pierced was gone.

"Oh, I don't feel the power to activate?"

That kind of damage is not incurable, but if it is so fast, it will have to use the level of "divine power" - this is impossible for Mercato to understand in the world world view that even magic is not detected by him.

"Reinhardt."

Erica called out like a mosquito, and the fragments of Reinhardt, which had been scattered all over the ground, responded to Erica's call, and gathered around Erica in a golden track.

"Hmph, is this another trick?"

Mercato said disdainfully, but the shards that had completely turned golden gave him an aura that made him taboo, and he had to keep an eye on it.

However, Mercato believes that the same trick does not need to be paid much attention to, and it should be Erica who has become so strong for some reason.

However, while Mercato was focusing most of his attention on Erica, Reinhardt underwent changes that even Erica, the owner, did not expect.

“！？”

Reinhardt didn't act as expected, allowing the sluggish Erica to focus on it. At this moment, Reinhardt's fragments glowed with a strong light and relentlessly reverberate.

"Hmm!"

Intuitively, Mercato let go of the stick that was holding Erica down, but he never had a chance to swing a second one. Because Reinhardt's fragments began to spin around Erica, turning into fierce sword qi as they swirled.

“！？”

The unparalleled sword qi made Mercato have to temporarily avoid his front, and he jumped more than ten meters away.

“？”

Looking at the golden shards that almost formed a whirlwind with a serious expression, Mercato felt something slip from his face.

Could it be Khan? Mercato touched it self-deprecatingly, and reached out to look at it.

"Blood? How could that shard hurt me!? ”

Mercato's eyes widened, and he trembled as he looked at the little blood on the tip of his hand. He didn't feel so angry, but he couldn't understand why the little girl who had been allowed to be slaughtered before suddenly became so strong.

At this time, Reinhardt's seemed to have completed the transformation, and flew directly into Erica's body with a fierce sword aura. No! That's just the illusion that it's too strong. In fact, the fragments of Reinhardt were simply attached to Erica's body and incorporated into her clothes. And something began to change

On Erica's shoulder, Reinhardt's fragment transforms into a three-layered sleek shoulder armor, with a slightly transparent sleeve floating in the wind below the shoulder armor, and a snow-white arm underneath. On Erica's chest, the supple breastplate tightly wrapped around the plump breasts. Extending from the cuirass was a long cloak-like red tunic with a hem that reached Erica's knees, and the hem fluttered in the wind like a bird of prey with its wings spread. Attached to the fabric was a skirt that was more like a fabric, metallic but more like a fabric. Connected to the breastplate and skirt, Erica had a lion's claw pressed to the sides around her waist.

On Erica's body, it's not so much armor as a whole, it's more like the texture of a combination of armor and clothes, or a battle suit is better. Of course, the changes are not done yet. Beneath Erica's thighs, golden, indeed armor-textured boots covered her feet, revealing a whiteness between knee-length hems.

At the same time, a gun and an oval shield appeared at Erica's two hands. However, when they first appeared, they were disintegrated and wrapped around Erica's hands. The golden light dissipated, revealing the fingertips of the armor on it, and the same white arm as the shoulder armor remained.

After the various parts of the body covered the suit, the parts emitted a golden aura that condensed on its head, finally forming a delicate helmet, and long blonde hair poured down.

"Haha A smug laugh rang out beside Mercato: "This is really unexpected, it seems that my blood can also be turned into holy clothes." ”

Wu Jian appeared not far from Mercato's side intact, and he couldn't see any signs of injury at all.

“”

"What's wrong? There's nothing strange about it, it's been so long, no matter what, my injuries should be healed, right? ”

Facing Mercato's puzzled gaze, Wu Jian smiled heartily, but it caused Mercato's face to sink: "Hmph, did you recover when the little girl just woke up?" Could it be that this situation is also calculated by you, right? ”

"Who knows? I just tried to add the power of 'boy', but I didn't expect it to work so well. Wu Jian shook his head and said, suddenly squinting at Mercato and said, "This is the third time I've reminded you, is it really good to look away?" ”

“！？”

Oops! Although Wu Jian is indeed the most dangerous, the current Erica is enough to threaten herself. After Wu Jian's reminder, Mercato hurriedly moved his gaze to Erica, only to see a fist that was getting bigger and bigger.

"Whew!"

The petite fist slammed into Mercato's face, causing him to roll and break the tree in his way. However, although he was caught off guard, it was a little difficult to get Mercato injured. I saw Mercato brake sharply, and looked ahead angrily, but he could only see Wu Jian's figure.

“！”

Mercato, who immediately realized that something was wrong, tried to dodge, but was still swept out by Erica who appeared behind him. Erica swept Mercato out of the spur and didn't stop, disappearing before it could form a shock in place.

"Less proud there!"

Mercato grabbed Erica's kicked ankle in mid-air and smashed it on the spot. With a bang, a large hole was smashed into the ground. However, this is not the end, Mercato, who is still holding Erica, lifts Erica and wants to smash it down again.

At this point, Erica kicked over. Although Mercato wanted to take a hard kick, a sword aura forced him to let go of Erica.

After the kick, Mercato had a long bloody streak on his arm, and a bloody patch in his palm.

"Has your whole body been turned into a weapon?"

Mercato said very calmly, but Erica was silent and attacked without stopping.

"Humph!"

Mercato dodged Erica's attack with ease, but every movement of Erica was accompanied by a sharp sword aura, as if the fragments of Reinhardt were still around her.

"It's boring."

After seeing through Erica's attack, Mercato ignored the sword aura that cut bloodstains on his skin, and grabbed Erica's punch.

Mercato, however, had to let go of Erica's hand. And in Mercato's palm, a bloody hole was opened.

"Guns?"

Mercato felt the similar properties of the gunshot wound in the chest on the wound, and coupled with the process of Erica's armament that he had seen earlier, he quickly sensed the true face of this attack.

However, there was no threat, and Erica's strength was not enough to master that kind of strength. There's also a Wu Jian waiting after this, so Mercato doesn't plan to play any more.

The moment he let go of Erica's fist, Mercato had already thought about what to do. At the moment, the club that flashed with thunder swept towards Erica, if only the previous Erica would not be able to stop it, but now

"Huh, Dun!?"

In front of Erica's open palm, Mercato's club did not make direct contact with it, and Mercato seemed to see the phantom of an oval shield.

Perhaps Erica in the chaos reacted more quickly, and after blocking Mercato's attack, she immediately bullied herself forward, and swung it up with a rising dragon.