The intensity of the battle began to escalate.

Two fast, indistinguishable figures engage in a deadly chase in a corner of the city, sometimes entangled in one place, showing each other the skill of the most brilliant assassins; Sometimes it is just a touch, leaving a broken mark and a black glow in the air......

The two geniuses, also from a family of assassins, crisscrossed each other, like dancers on the tip of a knife, playing together a waltz called death. The steps under their feet turned into swift wind, and the weapons they waved intertwined into shining thunder, and even though it was only a battle between the two, the power of the fourth-order genetic lock caused everything around them to be destroyed.

"You're slowing down......"

The sword that could shatter the space was absorbed by the black spiritual light, but irreversibly left a scar on the flesh covered with black runes, even in the extremely fast sports battle, Zhao Fukong still had the strength to speak: "How long can you hold on...... My little apple? ”

Followed by a tsunami-like blood-colored light, filling any space around her, even if Zhao Yingkong used the doppelganger to the extreme, the blood still clung to her trace. After the heavy blow, dots of blood appeared on the ground, and the layer of black rune array on Zhao Yingkong's body suddenly dimmed by a few points.

"Even if your Spiritual Light can absorb and cancel out my Spiritual Light, even if it can cancel out 99.9%, you can't reach a perfect balance after all, and the damage is still accumulating......"

Zhao Fukong's footsteps did not stop: "You are familiar with me, but I am also familiar with you...... Our genes come from the same source, we spent our childhood together, and we are the same people. ”

"So brother, what do you think we are?"

In the face of Zhao Fukong's words, Zhao Yingkong raised her head slightly, although there was still blood spit out from the corner of her mouth, her smile was still awe-inspiring, and the light in her eyes had not faded. And Zhao Yingkong's simple sentence made Zhao Fukong, who was about to stab the dagger in his hand again, forcibly suppressed the ominous red light that was smeared in his eyes.

INTERVIEWER What are we, or the children born of the original "empty" project, what are the "same people" in your mouth?

This is the answer that Zhao Weikong did not hesitate to sneak into the Assassin family with Zhao Ruikong on the island; This was the reason why Zhao Fukong slaughtered his brothers and sisters for the second time a few years later, and finally entered the main god space; Even if he is haunted by reincarnation demons, this is the truth that has been haunting his heart, and he has been trying to explore since he came to the main god space and dreamed of a rare awakening at midnight......

"We are creatures that have been created......

These were the words that came out of Zhao Weikong's mouth, the man with bloodshot eyes was still attacking, but unexpectedly, his tone was miraculously calmer, and the movements of his hands involuntarily slowed down a little, in order to just finish these words.

It seems that even the inner demon that has devoured almost all of his body and mind has to give way to this obsession that has persisted for a long time: "We are reformed people who have been forcibly cultivated by some method, and we are deformed children created by the old immortals of the Assassin family for their own ambitions and selfish desires. ”

A moment's hesitation was enough to become a fatal flaw, and the twin knives that flashed with black light had already swept in like mercury, and the target was Zhao Fukong's throat...... If this cross-slash hits, his neck will be cut straight into four!

The clash of words revealed flaws, but Zhao Fukong would not be defeated because of his soft-heartedness. The reason why the strong can be the strong means that they have the leeway to release water and slow down.

Zhao Fukong's neck bone clicked, causing his neck to deflect in an incredible direction, and while breaking his bones, he narrowly avoided a white and tender jade hand that took advantage of the momentum. The young assassin jerked his feet and flashed the three-element halberd swept by his other slender hand, allowing the weapon that seemed a little out of place in the assassin's hand to cut a long rift hundreds of meters long in the ground beneath him.

“…… And we are born with fatal flaws. ”

He didn't even stop his words, his calm tone was like a bottomless fountain, containing countless sorrows and dripping blood: "It's not just genes that are flawed, but also our spirit, our lifespan, and the light of our hearts......"

His attitude was indifferent.

However, it was so indifferent that he paid the price in an instant.

The broken bones were only a small injury to the fourth-order gene lock, and while Zhao Yingkong's neck was restored to good again, telling his sorrow, Zhao Yingkong's next attack had arrived.

White light flashed, and the powerful three-element halberd disintegrated in an instant, turning into three weapons of different shapes, this move was so wonderful that even Zhao Fukong's eyes couldn't help but shrink. His body twisted and dodged Sanhua's straight stab, and the dagger moved forward with the precise intersection of Yasha's blade, but after all, it couldn't flash the sudden black glow on the light.

Just being contaminated with black, the skin on Zhao Fukong's chest began to collapse, and even the flesh and blood turned into pure black, but the sharp red light on his other hand also appeared on the girl's jade neck at the same time, leaving a slight red line.

In the next second, the figures of the two retreated at the same time.

"It hurts, it looks like I'm doting on you too much, little sister."

Zhao Weikong stared down at his almost dissected chest, and seemed to be able to see the reddish beating heart in it.

"I don't need your so-called doting."

Zhao Yingkong also wiped the red light on her throat, and her voice was a little weird, which was a sign that the trachea had been partially cut open.

Just like Zhao Fukong on the other side, this injury was nothing to the Fourth Order, but Zhao Fukong's address to her made this assassin girl's words carry a trace of nostalgia: "I'm not the little girl I was back then...... Because I've become a complete adult. ”

"Is it complete?"

Zhao Weikong chewed on these two words, and his handsome, but distorted face showed a completely unrecognizable wry smile: "Little sister, you are wrong, we are incomplete, whether as humans or as creatures, we are incomplete." ”

"Our birth was a mistake, we shouldn't have existed, like the name of the plan, like our name......"

“…… We are 'empty'. ”

I forgot to set up automatic updates, sorry.

While writing, there should be an update in the early morning.

(End of chapter)