Unprecedentedly, decades after God's punishment......

Naberis felt humiliation and fear.

Thunder is just ordinary destruction, it's just a life with destruction, he doesn't care, but the moonlight ...... Moonlight...... He gritted his teeth and severed his arm, and in that arm, there was also a flame of moonlight, purified into ashes.

Such an evil thing, where did he vaguely hear about it, the natural enemy of the black musician, the nemesis of all demons, and the curse of mortality.

Only after experiencing it for yourself will you understand the horror and horror in it, and that kind of compassionate purification is that you don't even know how to resist. The only way is to ruthlessly cut off the tail and get rid of it while it is not infected...... To this day, he can still feel that fear that he can't resist.

How could this kind of hellish power appear in Sherlock Holmes!

His subordinates kept activating the alchemy equipment embedded in his flesh and blood, unleashing several movements, turning the defenses around him into a bunker.

Looking at the young man with the moonlight on his head in the distance, his expression changed, shocked, frightened, hideous, awe-inspired, and amazed...... Until the end, it turns into admiration.

He is worthy of being a genius enough to compare with himself!

"It's a shame......"

The flesh and blood around Naberis's body quickly recovered, and his severed limbs were reborn, he looked at Ye Qingxuan, gritted his teeth, and his voice was hoarse: "It's a pity!"

"What is a pity?" the boy frowned.

"I feel sorry for you. ”

Naberis showed a happy expression, sincerely: "If you didn't relax at that moment just now, but called all the movements stored in the instrument, then I'm afraid I have lost my combat effectiveness now, right?"

No. If it's your hole cards, there's no doubt that I'm ...... dead at the moment."

At this, the smile on Naberis's face suddenly froze and froze, and the last word of 'no bones remained' stuck in his throat. Didn't say it.

"Wait, you...... It seems to ......"

As if he had discovered something incredible, he looked at Ye Qingxuan's eyes full of sluggishness, and muttered derangedly:

"Why do you always play and chant live? You never use the movement stored in the instrument, your hole cards...... No, the extent to which I just perceived...... It's not right! It's hard to believe! It's ...... How is it possible! This can't be! This can't be!

He growled in confusion, his palms subconsciously grasping at his freshly grown hair, the flesh blurred with his fingers rubbing against his skull. A mournful voice was heard.

"How is this possible?"

Until the end, he was like being struck by thunder, his whole body twitched, he raised his head stiffly, and looked at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes were frighteningly wide, full of bloodshots, and he was almost about to release light.

"I see. I see, Mr. Holmes. You're just impressing, no, you're hundreds, no, thousands...... A genius !! once in a lifetime"

He roared, as if he was crazy, and pointed at Ye Qingxuan. Laughing maniacally:

"-It turns out that the enemy I've been fighting with is not even a full-fledged musician?!"

Naberis was like crazy, and laughed so much that tears flowed down his eyes:

"How ridiculous! The vengeful spirit that shook the entire Avalon and purified countless demons and black musicians is not even a full-fledged musician!"

"Holy Spirit. I often compare you to me, but now I realize that I didn't even deserve to lift your shoes! ”

He stared at Ye Qingxuan feverishly, lowered his head, and offered the most noble etiquette regardless of the difference between the enemy and me, and the huge level gap between each other:

"Allow me to pay you the highest respect, Mr. Holmes, for for the first time in my life I have felt my weakness and incompetence!

At this moment, I am simply touched by the talent you have displayed...... Burst into tears!"

Naberis bowed his head deeply, with bloody tears running down his cheeks and falling to the ground: "It's a pity that a man like you can't be my companion, it's too cruel.

Why did God let me come into this world and let me meet you, and why did you throw us on a position where fire and water are incompatible?"

He choked and wept, but the aether fluctuations around him lifted like a hurricane, and frenzied power surged from the cracked shell.

That power was burning, releasing a violent flame of light that almost suffocated Ye Qingxuan. He was saying such weak words, but the power released from his body was trembling.

Even the surrounding walls were cracking, and the things around him had begun to fall apart. His body swelled rapidly, flesh and blood bulging.

He raised his head, and his face, which had been alienated to an inhuman appearance, was full of respect and solemnity:

"- Now, let me put an end to you with the strongest strength! Let me give you a battle without regrets! A battle that is in line with your identity even if you fall into Hades......"

No, I won't blame you for putting a little water in it!Better get back to the way it was, we've got it all over again......

Ye Qingxuan's heart shouted frantically, but Naberis had already begun the final change.

On his forehead, a vertical pupil had grown at some point, and the vertical pupil was full of bottomless madness and evil intent.

This is the manifestation of the divine power of the Hundred Eyes.

But on the back of his head appeared a face that was the same as it, and he was reciting a blasphemous psalm—a gift from the Scourge of God.

On his body, pitch-black scales sprouted out of thin air, each with a night-like sheen on each scale.

And on those convex blood vessels, you can faintly see that what is flowing in them is no longer blood, but a liquid like mercury......

Every time he changed one more, Ye Qingxuan had a toothache, and in the end, he was completely numb: how many evil gods did this bastard neuropathic faggot sign a contract with?!

Until the end, Naberis has completely revealed his true appearance, a monster with no human appearance and six phases!

Six resonance-level ether fluctuations were violently vented around him, causing Ye Qingxuan to almost completely suffocate.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this way. ”

Naberis growled hoarsely, clenching his palms and rubbing his fingers into sparks: "Now, let's get started......"

"Wait!"

In front of him, Ye Qingxuan suddenly raised his hand: "Anyway, if you want to fight, can you answer me a few questions first? At least let me die even if I die." ”

Naberis laughed, "Do you think I'm the kind of villain in a story who talks a lot and spouts for a long time just to not kill the protagonist and finally give him a chance to turn the tables?"

"......" Ye Qingxuan's expression twitched.

"—I am. ”

Naberis said, causing the boy to fall into a stupor, "For those of us who seek the truth, what is more terrible than death is to die in confusion, right?

Out of admiration for you, feel free to ask me a question. I know everything and say everything.

If you have any other means, you can do it. If your intellect and talent can come back from this absolute disadvantage, then I have no complaints about losing.

To be a stepping stone to such a person, I am willing. ”

In other words, after a problem, he will start the battle mercilessly, never let go of the water, and go all out with the belief that he will kill.

So......

Please give a detailed account of the biographies of the saints in Anglo's diplomatic history within 100,000 words? Of course, this kind of hellish question of delaying time cannot be asked, otherwise what would Naberis do without saying a word?

So, at least take advantage of this sudden opportunity.

Ye Qingxuan's mind was racing, his face sank like water, and he opened his mouth to ask the biggest confusion in his heart:

"In the Elizabeth Tower, you make such a big noise, are you not afraid of attracting Mordred, or are you sure of victory?"

"Mordred?"

Naberis was stunned, he didn't expect Ye Qingxuan's question to be this, and he couldn't help but smile secretly on that inhuman face:

"Why care about that...... Something that hasn't been there since the beginning?"

...... from the start Haven't you ever been?

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, and was stunned on the spot: "It doesn't exist?"

"That's right, a descendant of King Arthur, whose rebellious son is said to have stabbed to death...... It never existed in the first place. The so-called great feats are nothing more than the legends of poets and novelists!"

Naberis calmly said this news that was completely different from history, and his expression was solemn and cold: "Because Mordred, in the embryonic stage, has already died!"

"Impossible!" Ye Qingxuan subconsciously retorted.

"Why can't it be?"

Naberis's eyes were cold: "His mother was killed by her own husband while she was pregnant with him.

Some people say that Arthur suspects the queen's infidelity, but Mordred is undoubtedly King Arthur's own son, and this is true.

Unfortunately, he is not part of the 'human' part, but the inheritor of the cursed blood, and his bloodline is even better than that of his father himself!

He was born a demon, and his very existence is a testament to the stain on King Arthur, the proof of his depravity, and Arthur will never allow him to come into this world alive.

So he was killed in his mother's womb, dug up the wreckage, burned in the fire for seven days, wept for seven days, and was finally sealed under this Elizabeth Tower, never to see the light of day. ”

Naberis stared at the young man's stunned expression, stretched out his arms, and looked around:

"How many years of resentment is this......

The child is still soaked in the solution of lycoris flowers, which does not rot for thousands of years, and sings night after night. Mr. Holmes, do you hear him singing?"

The song that lingered in his ears sounded again, making Ye Qingxuan feel cold all over his body. (To be continued.) )