Chapter Eighty-Three: The Meeting

The invisible storm roared in front of his eyes with the breath of fate, and it took almost a second for the ground that Yager was stepping on to spin and turn into a completely different appearance.

Red, yellow, black, and white phantoms faded quickly in the vertigo.

It is surrounded by a block of rock buildings. Directly below the center, there was a bottomless darkness, and the path they were on was next to the wall on the left, and then downward, into the abyss.

Upwards is a bronze gate.

The most important thing is that behind the open bronze door, there are two oppressive figures!

One stood in the center of the hall behind the door, wearing a solid gold relief mask on his face, and was gorgeously dressed.

The other stood a little further back, sweating profusely, as if he wanted to flee immediately, but was forced to stay because of the threat of others. His hair color is dark gold, the bridge of his nose is high, and one eye has completely lost his luster.

He and the people on the other side, who had been suddenly teleported here, looked at each other.

Yager: "? ”

Medici: "? ”

Klein: "? ……!!!!! ”

Obviously......

Klein, who had memorized the face of the defected member, decisively moved behind Yager, lowered his voice and said hurriedly, "That's Ince Zangwill!" ”

"0-08 is in his hands!"

There was a solemnity in his voice, but there was no panic or timidity.

Well, while Ince Zangwill and the Golden Mask next to him looked like demigods, he was sure that their sense of oppression was definitely not as strong as that of the real Creator, and even less than some of the bishops who were furious after listening to the babbles.

His life is very secure.

Xiao Ke, who was hiding behind a tentacle monster, thought secretly, and couldn't help but cast a look of pity at the two enemies.

Some people hold grudges.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Yager squinted his eyes with an unkind expression and locked onto the middle-aged man in front of him: "Is that him?" ”

There was a clear dissatisfaction in his voice.

This is the culprit that made his life go up and down in one afternoon, running five places......

For the third time today, he drew the Funeral Blade, and the silver blade flicked open, creating a snowy sword light in the stone building with no light source!

The two on the opposite side also moved.

Among them, a figure wearing an ornate gold mask floated in the air in defiance of the laws of physics, his hands raised, pointing directly at several people on the road.

A majestic and hoarse voice echoed through the empty building:

"Teleportation is forbidden here!"

This is again a demigod of the royal family of Rune.

And next to him, Ince Zangwill, who is the most wanted criminal in the Night Church, also made a brazen move, and the black illusory spirit pounced fiercely-

Medici!

“???”

This sudden unfolding even the Red Angel was about to flash his waist.

As the lord of war, since the Quaternary Age, no one has dared to come to the door to fight him!

The last person who dared to do this is a god!

Oh, if he doesn't do it, he's going to the outer gods, right? That's fine.

Medici moved to the left, effortlessly dodging the spirit, a mocking and implicit angry smile on his lips, looking down at the two in front of him.

"Stupid."

In the next second, the entire area burst into flames out of thin air!

With the twisting heat wave, the scorching orange and yellow flames swept towards the two stunned figures in the center, even if it was just the aftermath, it could make Yager and Klein next to them feel the hot heat.

Crane looked to the side in shock.

'Flame...... Is it a high-sequence hunter?! His pupils fluttered unconsciously, startled at another high sequence from Rune.

How many are these? There are too many demigods above Beckland!

The two demigods in the center of the hall in front of them could only dodge in the flames, making a remarkable contribution to reducing the danger of Baekland.

No, they can't hide from it.

The royal demigod roared: "No fire here!" ”

His eyes peeking out of the cracks in the golden mask were shocked and angry, and he was stunned to find that his spiritual spirit was surging out wildly, but it could only weaken half of the flame power!

In other words, the person of the other party is at least an angel in sequence two!

Flames struck from all sides, knocking the two men into the air.

"Bang !!"

On the other side, Zangwill, who launched the attack, was taken care of and slapped on the wall with ukiyo-e!

0-08, which he had been holding tightly, also rolled out of his pocket.

As soon as he was freed, the seemingly ordinary quill jumped to his feet and wrote wildly on the blackened walls;

"Poor Ince Zangwill! Once again, he chose the wrong target for attack! ”

"It's a pity, but he really can't help it. Who would have thought that this very ordinary-looking young man was also full of mystery? Perhaps, only Detective Sherlock Moriarty of the three is a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch. ”

Zangwill staggered up from the ground, turned around and tried to grab the quill and flee from the place!

In itself, he had no urge to confront the enemy who had killed the Divine Descent Vessel twice head-on.

If it weren't for the royal demigods, he would have run away a long time ago!

However, under his tearful gaze, 0-08 frantically writes new lines of words:

In the heat of battle, there are always various accidents, such as Ince Zangwill's belt being burned by flames and his pants falling.

!!

Yager, the onlookers who almost wanted to take some melon seeds out to eat in the distance, suddenly widened his eyes, and put on a small expression of 'eating whales' with Klein behind him.

In their field of vision, in the hall, a serious middle-aged man wearing a bowler hat dropped his pants in embarrassment and limped in the opposite direction, scrambling and revealing a hint of amusement at the same time.

It seems that the pants do not affect the quasi-bishop's excellent retreat technique.

It wasn't until he saw that the people were about to leave, and Ager, who had eaten melons and had eaten enough, took out his sickle and chased forward without hurry.

Klein hurried after him to avoid being left alone.

“——”

At this moment, 0-08 jumped into the air again and wrote a line out of thin air:

The drop of his pants didn't affect Ince Zangwill's performance, as he was wearing a robe, and he probably expected something like that to happen."

At this time, an unknown being was attracted to pass by, and he took advantage of this to reach out his hand into the real world. Ah! He caught Ince Zangwill! ”

In the middle of the air, Ince Zangwill, who was dressed in the black robe of a clergyman, suddenly poked out two blood-yellow arms covered with wriggling rotten flesh from behind him!

and a slender, man's hand.

Several hands grabbed Zangwilli and 0-08 in the air, and dragged them into the void.

Seeing this scene, Yager's black eyes suddenly tightened, and an unprecedented vigor of anger appeared in his eyes!

It's you again!

He gritted his teeth and stomped the ground, his figure speeding over most of the hall.

The scythe swung brightly, and the silver mangs nailed to the void!

"Whoosh——!

——

The battlefield seemed to have a momentary freeze.

The knife flashed.

A dead head bounced twice on the ground.

His left eye was radiant, and his blue right eye revealed the last moment of consternation!

Ince Zangwill is dead.

And next to the skull with dark blonde hair, there was a splattered blood stain that exuded the aura of fate.

In front of his head, Yager stared gloomily into the void.

You'd better not let me catch it, or it won't be as simple as a knife.

Adam!

(End of chapter)