There are still a lot of questions about the identity of the intelligence merchant, whether it is who he works for, or why he is here and hunted by murderers, there are many things worth digging into, but now is not the time.

Because—

Gossiping in battle is too stupid to be stupid.

The young man looked at the silver-haired and black-eyed man who appeared in the fog like a ghost, and his eyes stopped slightly on the mask on his face that seemed to be smiling but not laughing and crying, and his eyes narrowed again.

"Long time no see. ”

He said, parrying the oncoming swing.

"K-"

The sound of gold and iron roared for a long time, and the glorious one, in the incredulity of his face, flew upside down like a cannonball out of the chamber, and flew out for several meters without stopping.

But in the end, the number came to an abrupt end at the position of five—almost without any force, and quite contrary to inertia, the figure of the murderer suddenly appeared above his body, barely giving him room to react, and the moonlight of the sword illuminated the long night, drenching the world in a bright red.

He's dead.

Of course, it is just a hallucination that occurs in the precursor of death.

"It's overwhelmingly powerful. ”

After coming to his senses, recalling the future he had just experienced, Amy Ulysses sighed from the bottom of his heart - whether it was strength, speed or treacherous ability, the murderer who once took his life and was named "Foggy Night" in the lower area has improved by leaps and bounds compared to the first encounter, and he even has no doubt that even the high-level demon encountered in the underground world will face a one-sided ravage and one-sided slaughter against the current murderer.

Fortunately...... He was no stranger to the abilities displayed by murderers.

Although it is not known what connection this guy has with the murderer encountered in the Ildan Mine, in terms of ability, the two can be said to be the same, that is...... His strength also has a fatal weakness.

The Glory Bearer remembers how staggering the oppressive power of the murderer he encountered in the Underworld at first, and how weak it was when the obsessive fog was dispelled.

Therefore, the way to defeat him was presented to him from the beginning.

The boy narrowed his eyes and stared at the fog that was getting thicker and thicker in front of him.

"Mia," the young man, who knew everything about what was going to happen next, broke the silence he had created and gave the order to the sword-wielding girl, "Pressurize. ”

The sword-wielder of the Order did not reply, and she replied with action.

The silver-white cross sword is unsheathed, and the scarred sword body reflects the newborn morning sun, which sets off the girl's beautiful appearance and dignified and solemn look more and more sacred.

- Pressurization.

- Pressurization, pressurization, pressurization.

But after three breaths, the winds of victory were already winding over the sword.

"Next," staring at the malevolent milky mist in front of him, the Glory-Honoring One issued a second command, "to dispel it." ”

So, Mia swung her sword—

Then the world was divided in two.

The atmosphere is shaking, the atmosphere is roaring, the unbridled tyrannical wind is roaring forward, in the huge wind roar, the glass doors and windows of the shops on both sides of the road are shattered, and the bluestone-paved earth is completely rolled up and torn, like a king inspecting the four fields, and like the ancient gods reappearing in the world, the white fog is simply and rudely discharged, and there is only the messy earth in the horizon, and ...... A masked killer who stands like a reef.

"Foggy night. ”

The Glory One whispered his name.

"What a beautiful blow," the murderer who appeared on the shattered street complimented in a condescending tone, and then raised his head, and there was no human emotion in the pitch-black pupils under the mask, just looking at the two people standing in his way, "Maybe a good warm-up exercise." ”

"High demons. ”

After a brief pause, the sword-wielder from the Order identified the other party.

"The nose of the hound is as sharp as ever. The corners of the killer's mouth curled slightly, "But that's the end of it—your fate." ”

There was no continuation of the boring conversation, and there was no warning, and the battle broke out.

The first person to do it was not Amy Ulysses, not the murderer who once had the name of Jack, nor the young doctor who longed for the upper districts, nor the sword-wielder who shattered the fog, but ...... The "fifth man" on the field, the "fifth man" who was ignored by everyone, intentionally or unintentionally.

Willy, or Wilson, who sold information to the Glory under the name of Willy.

The storm set off by the sword-wielder is indeed huge, and it is indeed beyond the power of human beings to stop, but this powerful person of the Lost House is not an ordinary person, but he is affected by a little aftermath, and he is not yet incapacitated.

So, while licking against the wound, he kept looking for an opportunity.

And now—

The opportunity is just around the corner.

Without hesitation, he activated his ability, and then the whole person rushed out like an arrow from the string, and the thin stabbing sword made of steel faced the autumn sun, with a decisive momentum-

Chop.

Then, he saw, saw the original and final murderous ghost masquerade that ravaged the lower districts a hundred years ago, and the purple lips faintly outlined a shocking arc in the pre-dawn darkness - and then, the scimitar at his waist came out of its sheath, and the cold flash directly shattered his sword momentum, and the unrivaled strange power directly stumbled him, and before he could stand firm, the second scimitar that had made the Glory lose its first strike advantage had already been unsheathed and took his life.

Victory or defeat is life and death in this moment.

The intelligence merchant was not too surprised, he was chased by the guy in front of him like a lost dog before the encounter with the Glory, and he was well aware of the huge disparity in physical fitness between the two sides, and he was never arrogant enough to think that this was an enemy he could face alone.

So—

It's your turn, Amy Ulysses.

Although the two barely knew each other, they had been playing with each other more than a friendship, and the Glory Man was no less wary of this intelligence merchant with ulterior motives than he was with the Dice House, but ...... Now is not the time to settle scores, and there is no room for infighting between the two sides in the face of a common and powerful enemy.

So, as Wilson expected.

The boy made a move.

The black trench coat swayed in the wind, and the dark blood of the short sword pierced the sky like a red-black lightning bolt.

Death –

The pitch-black Hitomi was undoubtedly telling this fact, and instead of blocking the fatal knife for the intelligence merchant, the Glory One took advantage of the moment when the killer was powerless to reverse the sword, and swung a blow into his chest.

The atmosphere exploded, a little later, and the explosion that cut through the air was detonated in the small world where the three people were intertwined.

And at this time...... There were two more people still standing.

Amy Ulysses, and a messy Wilson.

“——”

“！”

There was no time to be surprised, too late to think about what was going on, and the wide-eyed two just bumped into each other.

Then it rolled into a ball.

And only then did the figure of the murderer appear again, and in contrast to it, there was a pure white flash.

Will die, will be killed!

The trembling feeling of death caused the two of them to disperse to both sides in unison, but before they could part, the desperate sword light had already fallen.

"—Keng. ”

The sound of gold and iron rang out, and the silver-white cross-sword inserted into the battle.

The corners of the killer's mouth pursed slightly, and he was not surprised by the appearance of the sword-wielding in the slightest, all he did was a simple and direct step.

"Boom!"

Like a thunderclap falling out of thin air on a winter day, a huge sound spread out like ripples, huge cobwebs blinking all over the ground beneath their feet, and then—

The cyan stone was thrown up in complete defiance of gravity.

There was no room for resistance, the girl's face turned pale suddenly, and when she opened her mouth, she spit out a shocking blood, and then staggered and staggered back a dozen steps before she could stand on her feet.

If you pursue it at this time, you only need a single sword, and the sword-wielder from the Order will rest here.

But the knife didn't come out in the end.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.

It's only because the fangs hidden under the offensive are finally revealed.

The atmosphere was broken, and the whistling kamikaze unleashed a killing blow—

Closer, closer, closer!

Murderers can't avoid it, there's no escape, there's no way to stop!

The winner is decided.

However, Wilson, who had just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, began to tense in the next moment, not for anything else, just because of the guy in front of him...... Laughing?

Don't?

I had a bad idea in my heart, and then I ...... The assumption became a reality.

The figure of the murderer vanished, like an unfathomable mist......

How can it be!

Before there was time to be surprised, the well-prepared killing blow was just around the corner.

Can't hide, can't dodge, can't stop-

At this moment, the tide was reversed again.

Eat the consequences.

The former intelligence merchant thought about it, and then stretched out his hand in the moment of life and death.

Then, the storm subsided.

Like a dream, the kamikaze that was enough to make the murderer retreat was reduced to nothingness.

No, it is not to nothingness.

The Glory Man, who was not far from Wilson, was a close witness to this "miracle", but it was precisely because of this that he was able to get a glimpse of the truth behind the "miracle" - the so-called divine wind is not pure natural wind at all, but some kind of heterogeneous, flesh-and-blood distorted "living thing".

And just now, the mass of flesh and blood rushed into the intelligence merchant's body like a school of sharks that smelled blood, and then melted into the sea like a drop of water, completely losing its traces.

So, where he couldn't see, something must have changed.

Definitely-

The boy narrowed his eyes, and then heard the sound of his heartbeat.

"Poof. ”

It's not loud, but it's scary enough, because ...... This symbolizes that something higher than human beings is coming back from its slumber.

"Poof. ”

The sound of the heartbeat grew stronger and stronger, and the invisible realm expanded in all directions, and the murderer who had caused all this appeared not far away, watching with interest what was happening.

"Unexpected delight. ”

He said there was no action.

"Poof. ”

With a loud bang like spring thunder, a pair of blood-colored pupils suddenly opened, and the former intelligence merchant stared at the high-level demon not far away, the formless and insubstantial realm expanded to the limit, and the skin and the blood vessels under the skin revealed a terrifying blue color.

"High demons. The sword-wielder on the side frowned slightly.

On the other hand, it was a murderer who dominated the audience with a crushing offensive from the beginning, and his dark and deep pupils like night rarely flashed uncontrollable intense emotions: "I didn't expect to meet my kind here, it's really surprising." ”

"It's not surprising at all," said Wilson, most of the human emotions in his red eyes were extremely weak, but there was only one emotion that was not among them, and that was hatred, "I'm going to kill you—"

He or it, paused, and then said:

"In my father's name. ”

Low and gentle, but not to be dismissed.