"Someone else?" Sato Hiromo sneered, "The so-called other person can't be someone from your village, right? Or is it one of the thirteen old guys, or is it your puppet clone?"

"There's no brain," said the short old man, shaking his head, "why only focus on the Northlands, why can't it be done by people from outside?"

"Until now, I still have to quibble," Sato Hiroshi said coldly, "As far as I know, during this time, only one person has entered the Northland, a spirit pattern master named Yamamoto Kazuki, but with his high-level and extraordinary strength, do you think he can destroy the medicine village?"

"Strength can be faked," the short old man looked at him with a smirk, "what kind of strength do you think I have?"

"It's not going to be the king!"

There was a little more scrutiny in Sato's eyes.

"King?ha!"

The short old man laughed wildly, and suddenly there was an extra crack in his sobbing skull, and black soul power rushed out of the crack.

The short old man fell to the ground like a garment, and standing on the field was a giant more than five meters tall.

He was covered in red fruit, his lower body was shrouded in black mist, and his face was somewhat similar to that of a short old man.

"The old monster, worthy of being a guy who is afraid of death, has only used his soul to divide his soul until now. Hiroshi Sato sneered.

"A split soul is enough for you to have no return. After the giant hummed, a ripple radiated in an instant.

The transcendent who was swept by this ripple immediately felt drowsy.

Stone quarry!

The black-robed man rang the bell, and everyone immediately regained their senses, and everyone looked at the giant soul body with some fear.

Yan Cun really can't be underestimated, it's just a split soul, and he actually has such strength.

Those thirteen old guys are out, do they still need to fight?

Not to mention six hundred people, even Sato Hiromo was a little shaken, and the pressure brought by the other party was too great.

But he was unwilling to retreat like this, there was no dividend, and he lost so many people, which was not in line with his expectations.

So, with a strong reluctance, he made a move.

As soon as he made a move, he was a puppeteer, and he didn't need a puppet or anything.

The power of the Netherworld was highly compressed in the palm of his hand, and the mist turned into a liquid state, like a water arrow, shooting straight at the giant.

The giant smiled, "It's good that you've found the true Nether Spring!"

With a fist in his right hand, he struck with a hammer, the void exploded, and the Netherwater Arrow was directly exploded.

The explosive netherworld power, splashing all around, and intense corrosion, made the ground have several more holes, and also made the people of the legion let out a miserable scream.

"Quack!" the giant waved his hand impatiently, shaking off all the Nether Power in his fist, "How did you find the Nether Spring? Why did I find a Nether Node after searching for decades?"

The Netherworld Fountain is the source of Netherworld power, which will continuously spew out Netherworld power, and the node is equivalent to a well, relying on God to eat, and only from time to time will the Netherworld power emerge.

"Do you think I'm going to tell you?" Sato sneered indifferently and continued to attack with Netherworld Power.

The power of the netherworld has a lot of damage to the soul body, especially the super corrosive power, which is difficult to parry.

But the giants, although they are a split soul, the old monsters have been studying the power of the netherworld much longer than Sato Hiromo.

Without dodging or dodging, the giant just opened his hand and turned into a black soul power shield in front of him, allowing the power of the netherworld to impact.

After the Nether Power touched the shield, it was no longer broken, but directly absorbed by the shield, like a sponge absorbing water.

Seeing this situation, Sato Hiromo's face suddenly turned gloomy, and there was nothing he could do with the invincible power of the Netherworld, what should he do?

At the stroke of a thought, two puppets flew out from the demon wolf, and opened their arms to hug the giant.

The giant sneered, "It's too childish, don't forget, I'm a soul master." ”

The puppet floated in the air, suddenly turned around, and flew towards Sato Hiromo, and the giant instantly controlled the puppet.

At this time, Sato Hiromo's face was like ashes, and just when the puppet grabbed him, the black-robed man shook the bronze bell.

"The city lord doesn't need to be frustrated, his soul has reached the king level, and it's normal to lose. "The black robe is humane.

"The king?" Sato Hiromo took a deep breath. This old thing can also become a king, and Sato Hiromo's heart is full of unwillingness.

He doesn't want to be weak, but a lot of times, he's just that powerless.

"The eyesight is not bad, but it's a pity that it's not a good thing to hide your head and tail. "Giant's Path.

"Everyone is each other, what face do you have to talk about us?" the black-robed man said lightly, "I'm right, Lord Summer!"

As soon as these words came out, Sato Hiromo suddenly raised his head, "The first summer lord to establish a village?"

"If it's not him, who else will it be?" the black-robed man chuckled, "Do you really think that the soul can reach the king level? If a simple soul wants to break through the king, then it is not a king, but an emperor." ”

"It's really well-informed, the Celestial Gods seem to be developing well, and there are juniors like you. ”

Giant's Road.

"Junior?" the black-robed man said lightly, "You don't have to play tricks in front of me, saying that you are Lord Summer, are you still serious?"

"......" Sato Hiromo frowned instantly.

Fortunately, the black-robed man opened his mouth and explained, "It's best to call you a monster, a monster that has half the soul of the summer adult and devours the souls of thirteen old guys." That's why you call yourself the Soul Ancestor?"

The scene was quiet for a while, whether it was Sato Hiromo, or Li Qingyuan, who was hiding in the folds of space, he didn't expect the truth to be like this.

"How do you see that?" said the giant.

"The giant seems to be tall, but it is not stable, and the control is not fine, and you should be self-fused, so the memories are shared, which is why you will show the marks of the open-air gods under your armpits, and show patterns in various parts of your body. ”

Li Qingyuan immediately suddenly realized that the thirteen old guys were the lords of the thirteen forces, according to the records, when the world of Amaterasu first appeared, the prototype of the forces was very fragile, relying on the power of the gods to provide totems to worship.

There are all kinds of totems, but the thirteen power lords must know their totems.

There are dense patterns on the giant's body, but they are hidden in the skin, and it is really easy to ignore if ordinary people don't pay attention to it.

"You're not a puppeteer, you're also a soul master?" The giant shouted.

"That's right, it's a pity that there is no award!" The black-robed man was confident, and even joked, "It's over, Lord Summer, wake up, if you surrender......"

"Isn't it too insulting to say surrender? Let me see what confidence you have, if you say big things, you will be torn apart by me. The giant shouted.

"Then take a good look at how I killed you, Lord Summer!"

The black-robed man said unusually seriously, "Your time has passed, let me bury you with my own hands!"

(End of chapter)