The road to the heart of the city was anything but easy, and the shadows of death were everywhere, and the demons were at home in the deep darkness of the night.

But......

It's a bit quiet now.

"Be careful," Amy Ulysses looked around, the dim flame of the lantern illuminating her surroundings, and yet ...... Nothing, "There could be a big guy." ”

The characteristics of the demons infested in the deep night, in the past two days, they have faintly found out that there is a law that is not regular.

That's ...... Demons are everywhere.

Brief periods of tranquility, though sometimes occurring, are by no means a sign of good luck, on the contrary, they may well be the beginning of a vicious battle.

The Demon's Hunting Ground –

Although it is not like the high-level demons, the concept of the territory of the top predator was born, but the powerful characters in the ordinary demons often have a small vacuum around them.

And the most striking feature of this zone is its quietness...... It was so quiet that you couldn't hear the sounds of other demons.

"Hmm. ”

With a simple and sharp response, the expressions of the other three did not fluctuate too much.

Continuous, high-intensity combat is always the only way to improve combat experience, and in the past day, this group of reservist sword wielders has experienced at least dozens of battles, although most of them are crushing, but the accumulation of experience and the change of attitude are real - perhaps the combat skills have not yet shown signs of qualitative change, but the former youth has faded, and both the ability to adapt and the courage to swing the sword have improved significantly.

That's not a bad speed.

It's just that the Glory One is not surprised by this - the high-intensity training of the Training Institute has laid a solid foundation for their growth, and they are not beginners who have no actual combat experience at all, and after only a period of running-in, they can perfectly adapt to the gloomy and dim atmosphere of the night, and fully exert their combat effectiveness.

I have to say that the Order has really done a very good job in cultivating sword wielders.

Amy Ulysses sighed from the bottom of her heart, but her mind couldn't help but wander out, recalling the girl who had fought side by side with him.

Mia.

He hadn't met Hermtica since the battle that had nearly wiped her off the map, but the ruined city was so big after the war, and he had heard about her from other people at some point - if nothing else, she would have returned to the Order's Canaan headquarters by now.

Shaking his head, the boy didn't think much of it.

- I don't have time to think about it!

Almost as soon as he shook his head, a bitter chill infected his body, followed by a slight tingling of crisis in the center of his eyebrows.

Swing your sword!

Completely subconsciously instinctively reacted, the broad-bladed and thick-ridged long sword broke through the atmosphere and slashed down heavily.

But it was a no-brainer.

The demon's hideous face was only a flash in the pan, and it soon disappeared like a summer cloud.

Is it a delusion?

The young glory's eyes narrowed, and the vigilance in his heart unconsciously rose to the highest—or ...... Is it the tricky ability to deal with the murderer you encountered in the lower districts?

He couldn't help but be so suspicious, the cold killing intent that was cold in his heart just now didn't seem like a simple illusion no matter how he thought about it, and the scene that dissipated like a cloud was really reminiscent of the guy who had caused him a lot of trouble.

"What's wrong?"

Realizing that something was wrong, the trio almost immediately assumed a fighting stance, and Hansen even had time to ask.

"No, nothing. Amy whispered, and uttered his guess, "There's a good chance that the enemy has the ability to neutralize physical slashes, so be careful." ”

"Understood. "The dark-skinned girl almost blends in with the night.

And at the same time as her words fell, Corbock suddenly slid backwards, and then the heavy sword in his hand slashed out: "In me, I ...... It's gone—from my eyes!"

Space transfer?

The young Glory One knew that the murderous ghost of the Foggy Night did not have the ability to be elusive.

Unconsciously clenched the sword in his hand, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually expanded-

Could it be a high demon?

Not to mention that in his current state, even the power contained in his bloodline has not fallen into weakness, and in the face of a high-level demon who has mastered the power of space, his chances of winning are definitely not high, let alone now.

"Suddenly appearing, disappearing suddenly, and not being slashed by physical nature......" And at this moment, Aina gave another possibility, "Is it a demon that exists in a ghostly situation?"

Ghost is a specific term derived from the concept of "ghost".

Amy is not without this knowledge, but based on past experience, he has fallen into a blind spot in his mind - completely subconsciously associating the ineffectiveness of physical attacks with the atomization of murderers.

"What is a ghost?" Not everyone has mastered the relevant knowledge of demons, at least Han Sen is no longer among them, the golden retriever was stunned, "Why don't I have any impression?"

"It's a kind of demon classification, but the classification of demons is already messy. "Ghost demons are very rare, and the scholars of the headquarters believe that they are demons that live in a special space called 'Netherworld', and they do not have a physical form, so physical attacks are completely ineffective against them, and they should be the most difficult enemies for us. ”

"Then we can't just be beaten passively?" Hansen, who was as tall as an orangutan, uttered his question simply and directly, but in the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly, replaced by the whistling sound of the heavy sword breaking through the atmosphere—a little later, he let out an unwilling roar, "I hate this feeling!"

Apparently, he had just suffered a loss.

"That's why it's the toughest enemy," shrugged, "and if they don't match, even the full-fledged sword-wielders will suffer greatly, not to mention us, let alone us mortals of the flesh." ”

"It's not that it's defenseless. Amy frowned slightly, he didn't want to affect Hansen's will to fight, this burly man was a good hand at fighting, "What the Ghost Demon can do is not immune to physical damage, but can freely travel between two world lines that cannot interfere with each other, and our attacks have not fallen on it at all." ”

"To put it simply," Aina took over, knowing the blonde man better than the Glory, so she explained plainly and simply, "normally it can't attack us, and we can't do damage to it either, and conversely, when it can do damage to us, our attacks can damage it - so, to get the timing right, it switches very quickly." ”

"Hmm. ”

After a brief response, Hansen regained his composure.

But the situation did not stop there.

It has even worsened.

Kaubak, Hansen, and Aina were all injured in a brief period of contact.

- If you hold it for a long time, you will lose, not to mention that when you know its weaknesses, no one wants to sit idly by.

Injuries are inevitable.

Can't keep putting it off!

Amy made up her mind and held her breath, waiting for the demon to come again.

He had a hunch that his wait would not be too long.

One...... Two...... Three......

When the word "nineteen" was recited, the demon's form finally appeared in the pupils.

The first thing that caught my eye was a pale, young, distorted and hideous face, whose face was crumpled with hatred and not recognizable, with no pupils in its wide eyes, only a white patch, long pale hair fluttering behind him, and a little bit of freezing or mist drifting with it.

Its body was nowhere to be seen, only a badly faded and tattered moon-white cloth coat dancing in the wind.

Like a ghost, without any sound, it approached.

Exhale-inhale-

Amy took a deep breath quietly, and the knuckles of her sword trembled slightly.

Closer, closer, closer—

It grew its mouth, or where it should have been, and a frosty mist spat out from between its cold lips.

"Click, click. ”

The Descendants of Glory felt as if their bodies were frozen, and ice slag was everywhere on them.

Still...... Not the time.

He suppressed his desire to do so, and waited for his prey like the most seasoned hunter.

- 0.32 seconds.

This was the pattern he had found in several attacks from demons.

From appearance to disappearance, from disappearance to reappearance, it also has a minimum interval of 0.32 seconds.

Obviously, this is its weakness and his chance.

Amy wasn't sure if the demon in front of him had the intelligence to sum up and reflect, so he always regarded this opportunity as the last and only chance in his heart.

- There is no room for error.

He took another deep breath, and the sight of time standing still in the previous battle with Crassus's tentacles came back into view.

However, this time time did not freeze, only slowed down the pace of his feet.

Now is the time!

Everything in the field of vision slowed down, whether it was drifting dust or ice crystals flying in the air, but the state of mind of the Glory Man remained as calm as the Mirror Lake in Hemtika in winter.

He's waiting—

Waiting for the moment to make a move!

And then......

The eyes suddenly opened, and the blue eyes faintly shone out.

Step –

The slow flow around him contrasted sharply with his swift movements, and the tense muscles finally exploded after a long wait.

Thereupon!

The chilling sword light pierced the long night, and also cut through the demon's manifest form.

"Whew-"

The wail of sharp metal breaking the silence of the night also announced that the long river of time was rushing forward again.

"Hoo ......"

A breath of turbid breath came out, and Amy Ulysses couldn't help but cover her chest, and she stumbled under her feet and almost didn't stand up.

- A conspicuous flower of blood blooms on her chest.

Misguided......

Hindsight, the young Glory Man thought.

It's 0.12 seconds.