The gray projectile pierced through three walls, doubling its speed with each one.

And yet—

Bite!

Russell just flicked a sword flower in his hand, and easily intercepted the bullet.

The gray flames erupted the moment the bullet was sliced open, only to be slashed by the crimson blade.

It even emitted a high-pitched squeak like a hacked rat.

The cat-eared boy sneered at the mouse hiding behind the wall, and raised the blade of light in his hand.

Crimson flames ignited from the blade of light again.

"The pain of the inferior...... I can appreciate it a little. ”

He frowned and muttered under his breath.

The look was almost the same as that of the murderer.

The second projectile was sent out again without believing in evil.

Russell cut it down again.

It's different from the last time.

Sound waves visible to the naked eye are rushing straight ahead.

Borrowed from the inferior chip, there is enough spiritual energy of level 6 strength to shatter the three gray walls of unknown meaning and turn them into nothingness.

Without Russell sparing his hand, blood suddenly burst out of the fully cooked seven orifices, and the gray sunglasses suddenly shattered, stabbing him in the face and scratching mottled injuries. His whole body shook suddenly, but he didn't fall down yet.

He just knelt on the ground and watched Russell hatefully, not begging for mercy but not admitting defeat.

And Russell didn't want to keep his hand at all.

It didn't matter if he couldn't be captured alive - he was fighting, and the anger was already rising.

The power borrowed from the path of anger is like a fire that is fueled by one's own body. Russell's anger at this moment has long exceeded the initial level...... An increasingly manic rage engulfed his will.

Russell swung his sword and was about to behead Quan Shu.

But in that moment......

Russell looked through the torn sunglasses and saw the eyes of the successful conspiracy.

…… Fraud?

He was suddenly startled in his heart, suddenly sobered up, and tried to stop the blade with the help of his powerful physical manipulation.

However, it was too late.

As the blade approached its full-fledged neck, Russell felt as if time around him was beginning to slow and fade.

Finally, at the moment when Russell's extremely slow blade clicked into the stagnant gray space, on the top of the fully cooked neck.

The whole person turned into gray flames, shattering like an illusion.

Time suddenly returned to its original speed, and Russell was no longer where he used to be.

He fell into a world made of translucent gray.

…… It was an ancient complex that Russell had never seen before.

Of course, it is said that it is ancient...... It's probably the style around the Victorian era.

The pedestrians on the street all turned into transparent gray crystals and froze in place. There are also newsboys on bicycles, women in ladylike dresses, gentlemen in top hats and staff of civilization, open-top classic cars, and fat businessmen in the driver's seat.

There is no sound and no light in this world. There is no shadow of all of them.

And at this moment, a hoarse old voice full of resentment sounded:

"That's you...... Do you want to hurt my beloved good apprentice......"

Russell suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and his whole person jumped out vertically—his original position had been hammered to pieces.

The gray, translucent ground cracked like a spider's web, and the pedestrians were hammered to pieces.

It's just a fist.

A huge fist that was weakly clenched with only the bones of the hand...... A huge fist two laps bigger than that classic car!

Russell looked up with an almost horrified gaze.

It was a huge skeleton dressed in a corrupt purple-gray robe, and its whole body turned into gray crystal. Gray flames burned in its hollow pupils.

It only has the upper body above the horizon...... Russell is like a chess piece on a board game chessboard, and it sits outside the board. With just a fist of anger, many chess pieces were hammered into pieces. Gu Xi

The hoarse old voice was full of malice: "It's okay.

"Better Body...... Fresher flesh ...... Cats are at least more pleasing to the eye than ugly mice......

"Then it's up to you to take his place......"

The skeleton demon god said this, reaching out and grabbing Russell Void.

Russell retreated without hesitation, raising his hand to smash a crystal statue of a passerby.

The sound was amplified countless times by the inferior person's psionic energy, turning into a visible sound wave and flying towards the fist.

After all, he is not the inferior himself, and he can't skillfully manipulate the sound waves to form a shield like the inferior one. But at least it is possible to constrain the sound waves into bundles.

- To Russell's surprise, his attack actually took effect.

The sound wave shattered the left hand that the Skeleton Demon God stretched out to Russell with ease, piercing from the palm to the elbow, and the entire forearm was reduced to pieces. The wreckage landed on the "chessboard", shattering all the cars and people in the buildings and streets.

Russell soon realized that the attack was pointless...... Because there is not even a process of growth, the small arm that was shattered by Russell resurfaces.

If it weren't for the fact that his arm was still on the chessboard, he would have thought it was an illusion.

…… Wait a minute.

Hallucination?

The next moment, Russell suddenly felt that he had suddenly hit hard.

He was shot in the back, and the whole person fell forward weakly, and the gray flames burned on him.

The world around him was shattered by intense pain.

Russell was vague, saw the intact full familiar, and sneered and approached him.

…… The previous ones were all hallucinations?

When did it start?

The pain of being burned made Russell want to faint like that...... So he forced himself to think, to stay awake.

Russell's teeth were bleeding – not on his tongue or lips, but on the squeezing and bleeding from the intense pain. He tried his best to keep his voice low, but he couldn't help but let out a low wail.

Quan Shu didn't dare to approach, but first shot the saint to a farther place, and then aimed the gun at Russell's head from a distance.

Then, without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

— but the buzz drowned out the sound of his gunshots.

A drone flew from the side and intercepted the well-cooked bullet.

It exploded suddenly, knocking the whole ripe back.

Then five or six more drones fell.

Shot after shot, the whole cooked was blown straight down the edge of the second floor.

But a dark gray webs emerged from beneath him, unbelievably bouncing - they were the tightest downwards and catapulted upwards from him!

And in the air, Quan Shu turned the pistol in his hand into a sharp and heavy spear.

It was an attack that could easily penetrate the drone and could not be intercepted.

However, just before Quan Shu threw it at Russell.

A mechanical punch from the side suddenly flew out to the side of the machine that had bounced to the highest point and was almost stagnant in the air!

That's the delphinium that sensed Russell's location and flew over from the sky to save the scene!

Although Moonstone doesn't have enough firepower, its mass alone is the most powerful!

This time it should be the main body that was hit...... Because the moment before he was hit, the gray crystal enveloped him.

Although it was smashed by a punch from the moonstone, it was already completely shattered. Even the whole person flew towards the building next door - and made a loud noise, blasted dust, and smashed directly into the building.

And the delphinium didn't say a word, and chased after the moonstone.

"—hold on!"

At this moment, the Paradise Bird, which was slowly crawling from the side, reached out to Russell.

Although the gray fire on Russell's body was still not extinguished, after Russell's body was enveloped by the warm light, he clearly felt that his pain had been weakened a lot.

And that's when he saw it...... The ears of the Paradise Bird are slowly bleeding blood.

It was an injury that had been affected by the psionic energy of the inferior.

It is impossible for an inferior attack to reach such a place without hurting me, so ...... It's me?