The gap between me and the super-main level warlock is so great that there is no need to compare.

This is not a gap that can be reversed by skill or tactics, and I am not a person who is very good at skills and tactics in the first place, but I often suffer in the skills and tactics of the enemy. Ever since the moment I saw the transformation of the bite in Wei Chi's memory, I had frequently rehearsed the scenario of re-fighting her in my mind, and thought about what method I should adopt to defeat the other party. However, these thoughts were useless, especially at the moment when I was facing the bite again, and I felt more deeply how weak I was compared to her.

The mere mere standing there was enough to make me hallucinate about my own death, and even my consciousness reacted with stress, processing it faster to the point where her swaying white hair looked like it was frozen in air.

Just looking at her appearance, she was defenseless, her wrists and ankles were so slender that they seemed to be easily broken, her slender figure did not see the slightest bulging muscles, and her white and delicate skin never seemed to bear any scars, which should be completely insulated from the word "combat effectiveness".

But the treacherous aura she exudes is like a bright red terrifying chemical liquid in a glassware. It doesn't appear to be hot, and it can't be used to cut or shatter anything. But if it is accidentally spilled, even the hardest substances will be corroded into a pulp; A small sputter of one of these drops into a person's mouth is enough to poison a person a thousand times.

I watched her in a near-stop time, where she was standing more than ten meters away from me, but even if I extended the distance tenfold, it would certainly not give me any security. The distance of the battle is only worth discussing when the strength of the two sides is at the same level, and the distance between me and her is meaningless. The moment she appeared in front of me like this, it was like putting the blade down my throat, and it was just a matter of when she wanted to go with it. My life is already in the palm of her hand.

However, however, it was clear that my life was so threatened that the horror weighed on my heart with great weight, and at the same time I knew very well how evil and sinful the person in front of me was, and how unrelated I was now, but I was almost crazy and bred a sexual consciousness. I knew very well that I was going to die here, and paradoxically, I wanted to infringe on this incomparably cute, inhuman, but child-aged half-blood demon in front of me, who was actually over ninety years old.

I want her.

I must have something wrong with my brain.

But I haven't lost my mind yet. In a corner of my mind, there seemed to be another me, calmly examining my mental activity. I can still think normally, and I don't have the intention of turning against the past because of desire. It's pretty much what I thought I was going to do, and in fact, if even I thought I was going to turn my back, I would have given up chasing blood from the start.

More importantly, I still have blue birds. I can still clearly picture the face of the blue bird in my mind. Yes, I can be 100% sure that as long as I still think about the blue bird, I will not be lost again, nor will I have the slightest hesitation to attack the blood.

"What's the matter, keep looking at me blankly...... Can't you recognize my face? Bite the blood and ask me meaningfully with a dangerous smile, but I have the feeling that she doesn't seem to realize that I have a strong sense of sexuality towards her.

"Bite the blood." I pronounced her name, "What is your purpose in helping the fanatics?" ”

Also, what she just said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time", also made me more concerned.

"That has nothing to do with you, the one who is about to die." She uttered cruel words in a tone that seemed to be small talk.

"Did the fanatics commission you to kill me?" I asked.

"Is this your last word?" She raised her hand as she spoke, as if she wanted to do it

My premonition of danger has peaked, and no matter how much I struggle, it will be in vain, but I have no intention of sitting still. At the same time, I was still thinking about her words and motives.

She didn't reveal any clues herself, but it didn't seem like she was trying to hide it, she just didn't think it was necessary to talk to me. She didn't even hide that there was an exchange of interests between herself and the fanatics.

The fanatics must have seen me as a potential threat, as evidenced by the fact that he himself came out of the radio tower not long ago to do something to me. Although I have never thought of a way to break through the Heavenly Barrier, it is different from his point of view. The fact that I had torn through his moat barrier with the siren's blade was enough to warn him even if it was only the outer part of the barrier.

He is definitely not a stupid demon king who will just sit on the throne and wait for the brave to reach the final level, in order to stifle the potential threat in the cradle in advance, he did not hesitate to play the strongest trump card in his camp.

"But it's also a good opportunity. The reason why I stayed in the fog of the mirage market was also to remaster the power of my heyday. But the place is full of miscellaneous fish, and the Mirage Security Bureau is not very chewy. It's time for me to get out of this boring place, and you're the finale for me, and it's just right for me to be ashamed. "Bite Blood seems to hold a grudge and still remembers his defeat against me in Tianhe City.

And in her raised hand, a large amount of bright red spiritual power that burned like a flame suddenly emerged, and it was immediately condensed into a weapon. It was not the dexterous rapier that had been shown in front of me before, but a huge weapon that was the opposite of the rapier in style. It was an extremely cumbersome two-handed axe disproportionate to her petite body, reminiscent of the ancient decapitation executions.

Then, she attacked me.

But her movements were so fast that I couldn't even catch the afterimage with my naked eye, so I couldn't give a detailed description. All I knew was that almost at the same time as she held the execution axe, her attack hit me with a thunderbolt, and in the blink of an eye, it sent me flying more than 100 meters above the ground.

As a result, I was able to get her first hit. But it had nothing to do with the speed of my reflexes. In fact, I didn't react at all, and I didn't even realize that I was hit until after I was sent flying. The reason why I can defend is because I only have one real weakness, and that is my brain, and she knows this information very well, and if she wants to kill me, she can only attack here. This made her attack path self-explanatory, so I didn't care about Thirty-Seven Twenty-One guarding my head with the Siren's Blade first.

However, can this really be considered "kept"? The force of her bombardment was so terrifying that the axe that was blocking me slammed into my head with great force. In this way, all the bones supporting my facial features were shattered, the skull was shattered extremely violently, and the brain tissue hidden deep in the depths was even blunt trauma that could not be ignored. I didn't actually look at it, but the shattered skull probably pierced my brain. My consciousness vanished in an instant.

Not only that, but most of the bones in my body were shattered by the blow, and the damage to my muscles and internal organs was even more messy, and there were a lot of flesh and blood on my torso that exploded and splattered under the violent impact. Replaced by other main level warlocks, they had already died on the spot at this time.

Fortunately, my body was not transformed in vain, and my tenacious vitality allowed me to avoid dying on the spot. As long as you don't die on the spot, you can still come back to life. Although the human brain is very delicate, it is not so delicate that it cannot bear the slightest injury. It's just that if it wasn't a shock, but a little stirring in my brain tissue, I would have died. With the super-fast regeneration power provided by the siren's blade, my injuries all over my body quickly recovered, and all my bones were reset and replaced.

By the time I came back to my senses, I was already flying upside down in the air more than a thousand meters away, and in the distance there was a dangerous wave so hot that it almost pierced my consciousness. I wanted to turn my head to look, but before I could see it, the source of the dangerous fluctuations, the bite blood, flew above me.

That's right, she can fly. I saw a pair of black bat wings growing out of her back. Not only that, but she flew faster than the sound, leaving a white cloud of tracks in her path, like a thunderous pop before rolling in.

Her gaze fell on my skull, and I protected my skull again. The next moment, a blow like a mountain peak crashing on me knocked me down from a height of more than 100 meters. My body slammed straight into the building below, smashing through the rooftop, through several floors of the ceiling, until it landed on the first floor.

This time I recovered from all my serious injuries, but through the myriad connected voids above, I saw her standing in the air, once again raising the Execution Axe. The weapon was wrapped with a red spiritual wave that was far more powerful than the previous two hits. I realized that she had found that the previous two blows couldn't kill me for the time being, so this time she was going to really give it her all.

Under the excessive threat of life and death, my awareness has also been exerted beyond the limit. Just like when I fought evil moves in the past, I can see the short future now. Of course, today's Bloodbite is a powerful enemy of a completely different dimension than the evil moves of the past, so my future vision has become more powerful.

At this moment, I saw a hundred different futures.

Ninety-nine of these futures end in my death, and no matter how much I defend or dodge, a bloody blow will shatter my skull like a fateful death.

But there is only one future, only one percent future, and I was very lucky to avoid that blow.

What's the use of getting away with it? Dodging this blow and many more attacks, my death is still irreversible. But again, it's impossible for me to sit still. I kept my eyes firmly on this future and took a step at the same time. But......

In the next moment, this future was wiped out from my vision of the future.

The bite appeared right in front of me, a sadistic smile as he raised his axe.

I'm not the only one who can spy on and change the future!

She also has the ability to see the future!

For a moment, I just felt like my heart was stopping.

But as far as I know, her foresight of the future is based on awareness of danger. In other words, she can only see "a future that is not good for herself". This kind of future vision is inherently restrained by the Siren's Blade, and she probably wouldn't use Future Foresight in front of me anyway.

From this situation, two possibilities can be inferred. First, she has a lot of combat experience and can predict my next tactics based on my abnormal movements, so whenever I have signs of changing the future, she will immediately block them; Second, she did use the future vision just now, and she did see a future that was not good for her, but the difference in strength between me and her was too great, and even in that future, I couldn't hurt her.

In my sense of battle, the latter is more likely. Yes, she must have judged the gap between each other from the previous two blows, so she would use the future vision with confidence. But for me, it's hopeless on either side.

If there's anything I can do, it's that I haven't done her any damage by "fighting and hiding", so she's not aware of it yet. In addition, since "Battle Hide" can deceive the opponent's awareness, it should also be able to deceive the foresight of the future based on awareness. I also had a chance to fight back against her with all my might.

But I don't have a hunch that I'll be able to turn the tables around by doing so. I even doubt she'll be able to take my full force from the front with her bare hands.

I felt like I was dead. As evidence, at this moment, although she had already swung the execution axe at me, my consciousness speed had increased to the point where even her movements seemed extremely slow. The greater the danger, the faster the ability to become conscious, in a sense, there is a bit of "hospice" - I even have the time to say some black humor to myself. Even now I'm almost desperate and want to give up.

I rummaged through my memory to see if there were any other tactics to break the game, and then I did find that there was indeed a tactic.

Although it is really nonsense to call it a "tactic", and in my prediction, even if it works, it will only be able to make an extra splash or two before dying, and it can only be said that it is a fool's dream to rely on this method to tide over the difficulties, but it is a hundred times better than doing nothing.

"Siren, can you hear me?" I meditated in my heart.

For the first time in this desperate situation, the siren's voice was visibly flustered and nervous, "I'm here." ”

"I want to try a move, but I need your help." I say.

"You're talking about ......," she clearly understood what I was saying.

I came to my senses and said, "Use 'smoldering' on me." ”

(End of chapter)