New World, near the battlefield.

"No wonder the Dragon Man acted so recklessly..."

During the confrontation, Lowett sighed: "In addition to the inflated ambitions and superior rights, I think there is also the reason why you deliberately contributed it."

Looking at Im, he said.

"With the example of tyrants they set up to attract firepower, and you who rarely appear in the face will have a lot of opportunities to repeat the justice move nine hundred years ago one day in the future and become a new hero to save the world."

"The prophecy of the fall of the gods turns out that the fulfiller is not the D clan, nor is it us... but you, Im!"

Im smiled and did not argue or argue.

Lowet continued: "So it's no wonder that Ho Minggu left the holy land, because they are probably the only family that guessed the truth and understood your sinister intentions."

"The fall of gods means the fall of divine power. If you want to survive, you can only abandon the mortal dragon person, the mortal, and leave your control."

This is not a false statement.

Im's face of the disaster of the Tianlong people is already very telling.

"It's a pity that the result is no different. They understand it too late."

"The seeds of hatred are deeply rooted. If it is useful to admit mistakes, what else should the Navy do?"

Lowett sighed sincerely: "So, what is this?"

"The wisdom of the ruler?"

“Yes, not.”

Upon hearing this, Im replied calmly: "You are wrong. My guidance is just a small part of it. Their inner thoughts are the fundamental reason for all this."

"You should understand? When all obstacles disappear and the opportunity to control the world is close, how much will the beast in the human heart surge?"

"However, there are still respectable existences."

Im seemed to remember something and smiled: "Looking at his companions who were fighting with him just now, they suddenly turned against each other, and they were all nervous about fighting for power and verbal battles. The Nafirutali clan was discouraged and would rather give up the honor of being a descendant of the Creator than be with them."

"Yes, Nafirutali..."

Missing this familiar name, Lowett suddenly swept across the board with his knife.

Bang...clang!!

A thunder thunder cut through the darkness, leaving dazzling white spots.

While the two of them were confronting each other and distinguishing their directions, Ingersoll took out the secret weapon given to him by Rhine and shot it out into the dark space.

Click!

The shells fired through the principle of electromagnetic guns are more terrifying than the laser weapons carried by pacifists, but what is even more terrifying is Lowett. Faced with the instant burst of bullet attacks of thousands of meters per second, he still made a perfect response.

But the next second, his head exploded.

The Blood Prison Knife accurately slashed on the special bullet, but the too sharp slash directly divided the bullet into two. The upper half of the bullet was rubbed against the top of his head, and the lower half was hit on his forehead by accident.

"Yoxi, good opportunity!"

Hearing the unique sound effect of flesh and blood bursting through the darkness, Ingersoll's spirit was revived.

He decisively threw away the hot and melted silver pistol in his hand and rushed forward.

Buzz!

At this time, it seemed that because of the loss of the caster's control, white marks appeared around the darkness and cracked.

The long-lost sunlight illuminated the spaces through the black shadows and captured the falling figure. Ingersoll forced his eyes to widen his feet and punched.

But he didn't notice Im's sudden solemn expression.

"careful!"

"What?!"

告———

Sure enough, when the sunlight shone down from the side of the "corpse", a blood light burst into the sky.

Crow Feather...Scarlet Slash!

Puff!!

boom!

The black and red sword energy that was thousands of meters long swept out and soared into the sky.

Ingersoll widened his eyes in disbelief, looking at the "corpse" that exploded into his neck, granulation as thick as a thumb pressed against his eyeballs, mouth, ears, nose, and a face that was as fragmented as a face above the corpse.

"Who told you that my head is my weakness?"

It was obvious that there was no tracheal connection, but the mouth made a sound.

Hissing!

Blood-high pressure water gun sprayed out from Ingersoll's body, from his right shoulder to his right abdomen, in a straight line, the cut off body and torso slowly separated.

Then, granulations moved forward against their facial features, and the wings on their backs blew up.

"Hang upside down!"

Ingersoll widened his eyes in horror and raised his left hand.

Huh...huhlala!!

The next moment, Lowett's body dispersed into countless finely crumbed flesh and blood powder, rolled into a scarlet storm, like fine sand slipping from the gap between his fingers, unable to touch, and bypassing his arms.

Bang!

Then, the scarlet storm pounced on him and dipped in from his chest, but soon, it emerged from his back again.

Bang!

Ingersoll's movements froze instantly, stopping several meters behind him, and the flesh and blood storm exploded, revealing Lowett's unscathed body.

Behind them, dark feathers revealed a strange dark red luster in the sun, like leeches drinking blood, shiny.

"So that's it. Is it really the power of that net?"

Seeing this, Im sighed.

It can be hidden from others' characteristics and cannot be hidden from Im who also has huge energy.

His sensitive sense of energy made him discover that at the moment when the flesh and blood proliferation was activated, a vast energy fell from the sky, wrapping up Lowett's body.

As a fruit-powered person, he is very clear about the connection between the soul and the body.

Whether it is the body or the soul, no matter which part is broken, the other party will lose control in an instant.

But Lowett didn't.

Even if his head exploded and his vitality was gone, his breath was not at all disordered.

This shows...

"If you want to kill you, your body is second, and that net is your body."

Im suddenly laughed and said, "You laughed at me in Marinfodo before, for not showing up, but I was the same?"

"This body is not even a toy to you, you are no longer a human being!"

"Isn't it normal to have double standards for yourself and others? Lord Im."

Lowett shook his freshly grown neck and grinned: "And, when did I say I am a human, a mortal?"

Hissing!

While speaking, the sound of air and blood leaking on Ingersoll's body increased instead of reducing.

The flesh and blood storm that Lowet incarnated did not simply penetrate his body. Although the trauma was invisible, every part of his body was pierced by spells.

What Ingersoll squirts out is not blood, but vitality!

The thick blood mist dyed the sky red, and the setting sun was as spectacular as blood.

"Now, no one disturbs us."

While speaking, Lowett lifted the Blood Suspension Knife.

The blood mist floating in the air suddenly tensed up, and Ingersoll on the other end could no longer help but open his mouth and screamed.

"ah!!!"

But soon, the screams came to an abrupt end.

Crow Feather...Scarlet Slash!

The vitality of a powerful physical skill of a general was pulled out and lingered on the blade. The Blood Prison Knife buzzed and shook the sky and the earth. Under Im's solemn gaze, the thin blade was swept towards him with the power of destroying the world.

"Don't think about it!"

"Arrogant!"

At this moment, a loud shout sounded.
To be continued...