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Hardy saw hostility in the other person's eyes.

This is normal. Aya is very beautiful, Hardy is very handsome, but Constance in front of him looks very ordinary.

In the eyes of young people, the appearance of a handsome man around the woman they like is a very dangerous signal.

Hadi pursed his lips slightly and said, "I am her teacher."

"You are her teacher?" Constan snorted, "You must have ulterior motives for being her teacher."

Hadi nodded: "That's right."

Hardy does have ulterior motives. He wants to train Aya into a goddess. After all, the future Aya will be his friend.

And the relationship between the two is quite ambiguous.

Hearing this, Constant immediately stood up and looked at Hadi angrily: "You actually admitted it. Leave Lord Aya immediately, otherwise there is no need for us to discuss anything else."

Hadi also stood up and said with a smile: "Sir Constant, I am not here to see you, but to meet your father, the real lord of this city."

Constan was furious at first, but when he heard that Hardy wanted to see his father, he calmed down first, and looked at Hardy with a subtle expression: "Father is not feeling well, and he won't see any guests these days."

"What if I insist on seeing him?" Hardy laughed.

"You are very rude." There was murderous intent in Constan's eyes.

This is not to say that Hadi is too tough and lacks quality, but he knows from Refat that the person who actually threw them into the pool and made them grow "warts" was not Lord Shahu Tatuud.

But it was the young man in front of him, Constant Tatude.

But in the eyes of the common people, there is no difference between the lord and his son.

Constant shouted outside: "Come here, grab this thorn for me..."

Just when he was halfway through his words, he suddenly saw Hardy appear in front of him as if he had teleported.

Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck.

Hardy was already a legendary figure at this time, while the other party looked like just an ordinary human youth, not a professional.

But Hardy stretched out his hand but did not grab the other person.

Constant instantly took a few steps back and dodged Hardy's right hand.

Both of them had froze expressions, and then they drew their swords almost at the same time.

Hardy's sword was drawn from the system backpack, while Constant's sword was condensed by magic.

It is clearly an elemental sword, but it has a physical body.

The swords of both sides collided, and then Constant took two steps back, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Taking advantage of the opponent's flaw, the sword in Hardy's hand seemed to have suddenly grown longer and slashed directly from top to bottom towards Constantine's belly.

However, the other party's reaction was indeed fast enough. He took two steps back and avoided it.

Hardy looked at the other party in surprise, then casually made a sword flower, approached the other party and said, "Amazing, you actually dodged it, you are not an ordinary person."

"Who are you?" Constant looked at Hardy: "Are you from the Rida family?"

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for humans to be so strong. Constant knows the source of his strength, but Hardy is obviously stronger than him, which is very abnormal.

In his opinion, among humanoid creatures, only the Lida royal family possessed such terrifying power.

"No." Hadi held up the sword and looked at the rooftop: "I feel another power similar to yours. Your father should be on the second floor up there."

Constant looked at Hadi with a gloomy face: "What do you mean, has our Tatude family offended you in any way?"

"Yesterday, I met a man outside. He had some strange strips of flesh on his stomach." Hardy said with a smile, "I was curious, so I asked him what was going on. He said... you threw him into a black pool of water, and he looked like this when he came out."

Constant's face became more gloomy. "Then you let them go and let them wander around the city." Hardy said while examining the other's expression: "You seem to want to destroy this city and this territory, right?"

Constant still said nothing.

Hardy took two more steps forward, sword in hand.

At this time, Constantine finally spoke: "What do you know? You know nothing."

Hardy looked up slightly.

At this time, Constant began to unbutton his clothes with his left hand that was not holding the sword, leaving his upper body naked.

He also has a large number of 'wart strips' on his body, which are more numerous and longer than those of Refaat.

Also thinner.

It's like a shredded ginseng.

"How disgusting." Hardy showed a disgusted expression.

"So what do you know?" Constant said in a condescending tone, "This is the power of God, this is God's gift. From now on, we are higher-level creatures. We can have better potential and longer lives. From now on, diseases will no longer affect us, and weakness will become a thing of the past. We humans can compete with powerful higher species on the same stage. This is a great thing."

Hadi smiled, his face full of sarcasm: "This kind of neither-human-nor-ghost look can be considered evolution?"

"This is the price." Constant roared, and all the warts on his body stood up, looking very disgusting: "So, you should join us too."

He rushed directly towards Hedi.

The two sides fought again.

Although the opponent has anger as food, it is still very weak compared to the legendary Hardy.

When Hardy is in human form, he doesn't even need to use 60% of his strength to overwhelm his opponent.

Constant felt full of strength, but he couldn't do anything to Hardy.

Not only was he beaten back step by step, but there wasn't even a drop of sweat on the opponent's forehead.

"How is this possible? Why are you so strong? Humans are not supposed to be this strong."

Hardy didn't say anything. While the other party was talking, he swung his sword and cut a hole in Constantine's chest.

Several pieces of "warts" were cut off and fell to the ground, then they twisted and moved on the floor like earthworms.

"what!"

Constant touched his wound and stepped back repeatedly.

The wound is not actually very painful, but the broken warts on the wound are very painful.

The pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

Hardy glanced at the warts twisting on the ground and said, "Considering the average level of human beings today, you are indeed very powerful, but what you did is too evil and disgusting."

He planned to sacrifice hundreds of thousands of people in a city to please the evil god.

This kind of behavior deserves to be tortured to death a hundred times.

Cold sweat was still flowing down Constantine's forehead. The wound was no longer as painful, but he also discovered that something was wrong.

The warts on the body began to dance in a very neat and rhythmic manner. The scene strangely looked like a sacrificial ritual of some intelligent creature.

"What... is going on?" Constant looked at the warts swaying on his body, feeling uneasy.

"You're probably going to die." Hardy looked at him with a gloating expression. (End of this chapter)