"Who are you?!"

Seeing the person who suddenly appeared, Toronto naturally knew that he must be an enemy in front of him, because this person only appeared after the demonic beast made a special noise just now. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Flute... Card... Er?"

After Hong Qi looked at the other party for a while, he felt that his whole body was collapsed and weak, making it very difficult for him to maintain his standing posture.

Also...... Unleashing the soul chant on the premise of burning the soul, coupled with the excessive consumption of mana, it is very lucky not to play yourself to death.

He knew what he had just done, and although he had unconsciously cast it, it had achieved this unexpected effect.

I actually summoned the ancients......

Hong Qi, who wanted to complain about something, fell to the ground because he was too badly injured.

"Hometown people, you can rest first, and I'll explain everything to you later. ”

With that, Descol turned his head to look at Toronto, his eyes were not emotionless, as if he were scanning the man as if he were a machine to make a judgment.

"I don't care where you're from or who you are, anyone who dares to stand in my way will die. ”

After a little sense, Toronto realized that no matter how mysterious the way the other party appeared, he was still a mortal at the level of the essence of life.

If you are a mortal, you have to be toyed with by extraordinary beings.

However, this person is a little weird, so it's safer to kill him quickly.

Thinking about it, Toronto raised his dagger to face Descartes for the first time, but the other party was unmoved, just said a few words.

"Oh, this is the life of this world? It's quite similar to us, but it seems that there is a lack of intelligence, and it should be a low-intelligence existence. ”

When he spoke, his tone was very ordinary, but the words were full of discrimination, he didn't take Toronto seriously at all, or rather, the other party was not qualified.

Huh, low intelligence?

Hearing what the other party said, Toronto didn't have much mood swing, or that he didn't bother to argue with the stranger, but maintained his usual smile and brandished his short sword

The start of the track!

The dagger stabbed directly into Descartes along a specific trajectory, and following that trajectory, every element of nature would become the greatest help of the dagger.

In the transcendent perspective, nature is no longer so mysterious, but it also has many obstacles, and the function of the beginning of the trajectory is to turn these obstacles into help, which of course seems a little reluctant for Toronto, after all, he cannot be the enemy of nature as a whole.

"Oh, it's a weird way to swing it. ”

studied, but the dagger came to Descartes in an instant, and the other party wanted to stab directly into the eye socket to achieve the effect of killing with one blow.

But Descartes silently raised his hand and flicked it towards the short sword, and suddenly the space made a sound like tearing cloth, and it cracked with the sound.

The short sword that originally had fierce power disappeared at this moment, and the palm of the hand that held the short sword in Toronto also disappeared.

Ah!! how...... How come?!

What's even more strange is that he didn't react for nearly two seconds, seeing the disappearing dagger and palm as if it belonged to someone else, or rather, he was even hindered by some mysterious force.

It hurts!

This kind of pain is unbearable even for transcendent beings, and the nerves that originally connected the palm of the hand are now eager to make contact with the palm that has gone to the unknown area, but they keep getting the message that the palm is lost.

The pain kept spreading, but what made him feel more painful was an inexplicable shame.

He never thought that his extraordinary profession that had entered the demon hunting list would be injured by a mortal, and it was so painful.

It seemed like this, but he ignored one thing, if the Descartes in front of him was a mortal, then why would he use such a strange trick?

"I was too careless...... Next, it's time to get serious. ”

The starting point of the trajectory!

At the thought of it, Toronto's eyes were filled with countless lines that were telling him how to swing to successfully assassinate his opponent while preventing him from making any countermeasures.

Blocking the opponent's trajectory and allowing yourself to follow the trajectory is Toronto's killer move.

Feeling the obstacles of the space around him, Descartes swung his fingers slightly, but the expression on his face was not surprised, but he studied the space around him with interest.

"It's useless! I will use the trajectory to block the space between you and me, so let's die obediently!"

As he spoke, he attacked with another intact hand, but this time the dagger emitted a dazzling golden light, a sign that only came when supernatural power was imbued.

Once the supernatural power is infused into the weapon, it cannot be recycled, but it can make the weapon have incomparable power that allows him to successfully deal with the opponent, unless the opponent is also infused with the supernatural power, it is basically difficult to resist.

"Hehe, it seems that your thinking is a little disordered, don't talk about me, maybe a small child can easily block your tricks. ”

As he spoke, Descartes did not dodge as he had done last time, but raised his arms again to face Toronto.

What?!how could it be?!

The other party couldn't help but be very surprised when he saw him control his hands at will, but the next moment Toronto noticed something that scared him very much.

All the lines were removed, and the roads were cleared.

Losing its route, the short sword was suddenly not as powerful as before, and still had great power, but in the extraordinary eye, it could be found that the energy was constantly disappearing.

He was also trying his best just now to make the trajectory of nature conform to himself and block the other party, but he didn't expect that the trick he worked so hard to use would be easily cracked.

That's right! He's mortal!

Toronto remembered this in the midst of the crisis, and it was also the reason for his anger and anxiety, so he let the transcendent aura explode the moment he approached Descartes.

The burst of transcendent aura made the air in an instant like a swamp, viscous but obstructive, making people unable to move.

"What is this?"

Descartes shook his head and sighed after feeling the sudden extra breath.

"Original...... You're wrong, and you're wrong. ”

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, and looked at Toronto apologetically and said to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, let's finish it early. ”

Without waiting for the other party to answer, a distorted energy appeared around Toronto.

I see......

Only now, he didn't know the reason why he couldn't sense the other's transcendent life breath, because Descartes was not extraordinary, but he was not mortal.

When a human tramples on grass, he does not know that he is facing the whole forest, or even the whole of nature.

A slightly stronger person is easy to think that the other party is not at the same level or a weak person, but they don't know that this is just because that person doesn't care about himself to have this illusion.

Now, Toronto knew all this, and the sense of anxiety he had just now was that he was subconsciously jealous of a higher life class than himself, so he would use his killing move in a short period of time.

The distorted energy began to pound the nearby space, and the seemingly undisturbed space shattered like a broken glass window, and Toronto was in the middle of the shattered position.

Death is not terrible, the terrible thing is that you can't know why you die before you die.

Tears appear instantaneously, and life is harvested in this instant.

Of course, Toronto was not so sad that he didn't even know why he died, and after receiving that blow and learning the truth about the other party, he also had a rough guess.

"Holy ......"

There was a sound echoing in the air, but unfortunately, the words disappeared with the shattered space, and there was no chance to hear them again.

"Alright, we have to do something quickly. ”

Descartes didn't show any discriminatory glances when he saw Hung Qi, as if he could see through the body of this monster that contained a human soul.

"Really, let's do what needs to be done first. ”

A golden light appeared as Descartes' fingers were about to touch Hung Qu, and at the same time, this golden light also merged into Hung Qu's body the moment it appeared, as if it was restoring his damaged parts.

The next moment, he woke up in the body of a penguin.

(To be continued.) ）