His body trembled with excitement.

After using the filament once, it goes on cooldown. Yun Fan was not in a hurry, retreating while fighting, the blade in his hand resisting the attack of the young spider demon's sword feet. Although he also had some colors on his body, fortunately they were all slightly injured. Gradually, the Spider Demon's stormy swing weakened.

"Brainless brute." Yun Fan grinned, his eyes flashing with a familiar cunning.

He glanced at the ground, and saw that at this moment, the transparent ground was already sprinkled with the foul-smelling pus and blood of the spider demon. And its tender abdomen, several cracked wounds have become more hideous with the vigorous exercise all the time, just like now, Yun Fan has seen that some organs in the spider demon's stomach have begun to squirm and burst out, bloody, and with white heat.

This idiot actually consumed himself to death.

Yun Fan was just a little tricky, and it took the bait.

"Mom... Mom... Brood... Help me—" The light of the compound eye was no longer bright, and just then, Armand slashed at the junction between its blade foot and the main torso. This position had been attacked several times in a row, and now, with the sudden force of the stranger, the blade foot that was only left with a layer of skin and a broken exoskeleton was easily cut off, causing the young demon to roar again.

"Alright, I'll get you on your way."

The spider demon's body fell sideways due to the loss of balance, and Armand was quick with his eyes, swinging his sword like lightning and flint, and cold like a meteor. The sword sinked into the spider's jaw, stretching all the way, bringing up a large amount of blood foam, and eventually, the filthy sword sliced through the spider's tail and dealt it a fatal blow.

"Well, that's a pretty trick. Mad Swordsman, you are not in vain."

Looking at the Blood Prince who came out of the rain of blood, the divine envoy clapped his hands and let out a sigh of surprise.

"Honestly, mad swordsman. This time, I really hope that you will become a warrior of the Order of Mortal Sins."

It's hard to imagine that in this backwooded place, a vampire could impress him again and again.

It is not easy to make an angel show such an attitude of surprise.

However, neither Armand nor the strangers cared about this. This condescending, cargo-examining gaze and tone of voice disgusted them.

"Next."

Ignoring the oracle, the Blood Prince just spoke in a flat tone.

"Oh? All right. Next, you have to be careful."

As the oracle faded out, a new opponent appeared at the other end of the arena.

The first thing Yun Fan saw was a purple-black glow covering his heart, which seemed to be beating in place of the heart. Then, Yun Fan saw the knife in his hand.

It was a long knife that could be manipulated with both hands, and the short figure in the black robes of the Order of Sin held the rusty knife in a strange but steady manner, a strand of black cloth blindfolded his eyes, but it didn't hinder his vision.

Armand suddenly felt a little tricky.

The instinct that belongs to the duelist gives a warning, and that enemy looks dangerous.

"Hey, hey... Despicable liar..."

As soon as this sentence came out, the stranger instantly realized that the spirit of the goods on the other side did not seem to be normal.

"Cowards who turn away from the gods, heretics who linger." The divine envoy looked at the figure of this person, and his tone was grim.

【

Race: Human

Identity: Cultist of the Deadly Sin

Introduce:

Just over the last hundred years, the Order of Mortal Sin, after achieving a complete victory in the war against the Spider Demon, has embarked on a round of ideas that are destined to occur.

One side holds the theory that the bishop is the spokesman of the grave sin, and therefore all his commands symbolize the will of the grave sin, while the other side believes that "there is no living being in the world who can represent the grave sin". Thus, a brutal war began. This is no less than a war between the chainsaw divisions.

And then...

Bishop of the Mountain of Great Sins unifies the Order...

】

So

Is this Gravely Sinned believer a heretic of the Deadly Sins Order?

As for why?

The losing side must be a heretic, and even if it wasn't at first, it becomes yes later.

[You have uncovered a corner of the veil of the world and unlocked new secrets. 】

"He... Bishop... Turned away from the gods! He is a false, he is an apostate!"

The cultist roared hoarsely.

"Apocrypha! Execute! Death penalty!"

Then the knife in the hand of the believer moved.

Rub!

The pale slash swooped down on Armand almost instantly.

The stranger responded at the same time, raising his sword and stabbing forward.

The long knife and the thin sword collided one after another, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen rounds of attack and killing had been completed.

"Such a powerful heretic!" The cultist retreated, gritting his teeth, as if he was extremely shocked, "Your soul must be a good sacrifice."

In his memory, no one had ever been able to survive such an offensive.

And now, a despicable heretic has done it.

Call! Call! Call!

Armand gasped, and at this moment, his scarlet eyes could no longer see the same color, and his pupils contracted to a very small size

dots.

This meant that he did everything he could, and in Armand's mind, he had never faced such a formidable opponent.

The dueling arena legend meets a tough and ruthless character.

"Mad Swordsman."

This was the first time Armand had spoken his nickname.

This means that the opponent has received its respect.

"Shaal."

The blindfolded congregants responded.

Airplanes!

The next moment, a black light flowed from Shar's heart, and a circular portal appeared on his knife-wielding elbow.

Behind the stranger, the other end of the portal appeared in midair, and the small arm holding the steel knife slashed forward at great speed.

At the same time, the thin sword in Yun Fan's hand seemed to flick casually in the air.

Feeling the strong wind behind his head, Yun Fan leaned forward to dodge, but was still a little slower.

This guy moves even faster than Armand!

The blade cuts into the flesh, but it doesn't matter.

A pitch-black line swelled like a ripe peach.

Shadow Filament activates.

Next

It's time for Armand.

Shrugging his shoulders and twisting forward, the stranger reversed and pulled the blade out of his flesh, bringing out a surging fountain of blood.

Unlike in the past, his wounds showed no signs of healing this time, suggesting that Shaal's knife may have some kind of special curse.

Yun Fan swung his sword and was about to sprint forward towards Shaal's throat, but at that moment, the cold sound made him pause.

[Due to the existence of some higher personal authority, the duration of the filament will be greatly reduced.] 】

The power of the higher person,

Does it mean the power of the "door"?

Indeed, Yun Fan realized that in the realm of the Shadow Silk, the arms that Shar had penetrated into the "door" were not completely still, although the movement speed had become extremely slow, and if he did not pay attention to it, he would not be able to detect it at all.

Shadowsilk's time is coming to an end in the next moment.

And this little time is simply not enough for a stranger to pierce the neck of an enemy.

Thereupon...

Poof!

He turned around and slashed behind his back.

In the next second, the filament lost its effect.

Shar withdrew his hands and the door shut.

He thought to himself

I was about to slash forward again, and suddenly there was a hot pain in my wrist.

Armand grinned as he picked up a severed hand on the ground with the tip of his sword.

Then, it threw its palm towards the congregational.

"Alright, let me see..."

"One-handed usage of a two-handed knife."