God after all

Chapter 10 Sword Skills (1)

The streets connected on all sides are full of people, and the traffic is coming and going.

The sky seemed to be covered with a gray veil, and the rain was pouring down.

The first thing people noticed was that on the walls of the buildings on both sides of the broad road, there were black objects running fast, with vigorous movements like flying.

It is unbelievable that the appearance will be in the form of a human being, but the skin on the whole body is thick black jelly, there is no face, only a pair of slender red pupils shining strangely.

They are so numerous that they appear to be hunting their prey in groups.

The overly frightened crowd stood on the street and lost the ability to escape.

Is the monster out to hunt?Fear was unleashed on the faces of every witness.

An existence invisible to the naked eye shuttles between the crowd and the vehicles, traveling at 200 seconds per 6 meters.

This existence stays at the other end of the 2.1-kilometer-long street, attracting the attention of people at close range. People in the distance lose their sanity just by glancing at it, and people farther away have no time to cast their eyes.

The image of the man in the iron mask was frozen in the pupils of a dozen men and women.This is the last classic scene they saw when they became the captives of the flute: a black figure standing on the roof of the car, with his clothes flipped in the wind.

As the man in the iron mask stopped, the humans floating in the air were also silent.

With the man in the iron mask as the center point, they are distributed in four directions.

Looking up from the perspective of the man in the iron mask, the sky above his head is like a large curtain covering the sky and the sun.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

A cold voice belonging to a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy sounded in the air:

"Kill the human beings who hinder you one by one. I don't know why you refuse to be stained with the blood of these human beings. Do you think your hands are innocent and clean?"

I see.Using the crowd to hold back the man in the iron mask who could have escaped from capture is indeed in line with the despicable style of the dark nobles.

The dark nobles who can disregard countless lives and deaths brought disasters that almost destroyed the world in the winter of 2999, and their ruthlessness is far more than that, with even greater ambitions and conspiracies buried behind them.

"If you don't get caught without a fight, I will let them be buried with you. Now, immediately, immediately, throw away the sword!"

Using innocent human beings as a threat to cause a psychological blow and crush to the man in the iron mask is also a despicable method commonly used by the dark nobles.

However, the man in the iron mask remained silent and ignored the boy's threats.

A figure appeared in the void, 30 meters away from the man in the iron mask.

They are one of the dark aristocrats that make countless human beings fearful, the leaders of the Krillottuya family, Leleon and Genelle.

A terrifying existence in the depths of human memory: brothers with outstanding appearance and jade red eyes, who are ten years apart in appearance.

"Do you really care about these people's lives?"

The little Genelle jumped off Leyleon's shoulder, stomped on the void, and stood five meters away.

With the right hand raised and the palm facing forward, the five fingers were slightly retracted, and there was some kind of invisible force that suddenly attracted a human being, and stopped half a meter away from the palm.

The red-eyed human was forced to hang in mid-air, with no expression on his ashen face, until Jenel's five fingers clenched tightly, and his body exploded with a "bang", and was crushed alive into a piece of red.

blood rain spray...

The scene fell into dead silence, not even a cry of panic.

The tension burns faster.

Genelle's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a terrible ghostly aura that bound him to the bone and hurt him, coming so violently, with a fierce and domineering aura.

Hundreds of puppets could hardly stop the young man's speed, the collective ambush from top to bottom failed, and the prey had disappeared.

The mighty wind blew across Genelle's body, and he thought in a trance that it was a black shadow approaching with murderous aura.

It was too late to see the approach of the black shadow, and Genelle immediately fought back.

A "clang clang" neighed to shake the air, and the lingering sound lingered endlessly.

Genelle gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the tiger's mouth holding the knife, and his blood-red eyes burned with rage.

Although he could block this sudden blow that could cut his body open, he couldn't take the second blow.

The man in the iron mask was so fast that the naked eye could not catch the trace, and the sword light swept across... Genelle's head and neck were separated in seconds.

He didn't see the expected splash of blood, and the next behavior of the headless body was beyond Leng Ji's expectations.

This body, which should have fallen to the ground on the spot, retreated three meters inconceivably, and its head flew back in a very strange manner, connecting and merging with the cut surface of the neck, and the scars disappeared without a trace.

The slanted raindrops hit the slender blade. This is an ancient cold weapon with a length of more than 1.6 meters. The strange light red blade has vine-like runes engraved on it.

The handle of the knife is held in Genelle's hand, the blade hangs down to the ground, and its length is in great contrast to the boy's height.

This knife can block the sword of the man in the iron mask, which is enough to cut through the iron wall, which shows its extraordinary power.

"Do you want to end me with this level of attack?"

Uncontrollable ecstatic laughter erupted from the small body, and Genelle raised his face up in laughter, and sometimes lowered his head and covered his stomach with his hands, his shoulders trembled from the crazy and deranged laughter.

"The famous Lengji, can't you imagine? You also have monsters that you can't kill!"

Genelle, who restrained his devilish smile, his blood-colored eyes were full of rebelliousness and cruelty.

"If I could die so easily, I wouldn't be Genelle Krillottuya."

Right now, with a distance of three meters, the boy can be decapitated easily, without any hesitation.

In less than 0.01 second, he had already jumped up and approached Genelle, and the sword body flashing white light slashed down fiercely, but it was instantly fixed on the tip of Genelle's nose.

A strong resistance spread from the edge of the sword to the arms and the whole body, and Leng Ji felt that his body could not move.

"No matter how powerful you are, can you defeat my brother's Space Binding Technique?"

Genelle reached out and took off the silver mask that Leng Ji wore on his face, and couldn't help but be stunned. Even the gods would be horrified when they saw such a peerless beauty.

"whispering sound!"

Genelle, who had crushed the mask, snorted coldly in disdain, jumped back, leaped up again on the way of landing, and landed steadily on Leyleon's shoulder.

"It's a waste of such a beautiful skin to grow on your short-lived ghost's face."

There was already a bit of jealousy and hatred in the eyes staring at the man in the iron mask, and Genelle shouted coldly: "Tear him apart!"

The dark and greasy creatures climbing the walls of the buildings had long been eyeing the man in the iron mask, and swooped at their prey the first moment they received the master's order.

Their blood-red pupils emit a strange light, and the mouths that are split to the lower jaws on both sides reveal sharp fangs.

Countless human beings floating in the sky, who looked like sculptures, joined the raiding team together.

The mountain piles formed by the superposition of physical bodies accumulate layer by layer, becoming taller and taller.

Some people rolled down from a height of more than ten meters, and fell towards Leyleon.

Leon led Genelle who was sitting on his shoulders back, and jumped a few meters away to avoid the impact of the human body.

In less than a minute, a mountain-like wall of corpses stood in front of them.

There is a steady stream of blood flowing on the ground, flowing into shallows, flowing into streams... The blood flows all the way to Leyleon's feet.

It can be seen that a group of humans supporting the bottom of the mountain has been crushed.

The sound of the wind died down, the whole world fell into silence, and the death-like heavy and depressed atmosphere fermented wildly.

"The apostle who is closest to Leng Ji will eat Leng Ji until there are not even bones left."

Speaking of this, Genelle couldn't help laughing.

"The man in the iron mask has a special aura of the gods, so could he be the 'son of the virgin' we've been looking for?"

"This aura appeared suddenly, I'm afraid there is something strange."

Hearing his brother's words, Genelle twisted the devil's cruel look on his face, and said ruthlessly:
"I don't care who he is, since he fell into the hands of the dark nobles, I will let him die."

As soon as the words fell, Genelle's face changed drastically, and his smile froze.

Even Leon, who was always calm, couldn't help frowning.

(End of this chapter)