From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 465 Ridicule
Gillan rushed out.

Whoosh!
His movements were extremely swift.

With a physique comparable to that of a sixth-level figure, his figure flashed by and he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and came to the front of the windmill cat again.

Because the fire whip was tightly held by the ice sculpture's big hand, the Windmill Cat was unable to take it back for a while and had to let go and throw it away.

Then he transformed the cat's claw into a palm and pushed it forward.

boom! !

A golden magic circle appeared on its cat's paw.

A spiral wall of fire appeared out of nowhere and crushed towards the attacking young man.

Amidst the blazing flames, a young man's voice suddenly rang out:

"Refining!"

Then there was a hissing noise like the chirping of thousands of birds.

Silver arcs actually covered the wall of fire.

Bang!
There was a loud bang.

This spiral flame not only failed to hurt Jilan, but instead instantly turned into a dense swarm of goldfinches, flying in all directions.

The flock of birds flapped their wings and fled like crazy.

Jilan's knight sword pierced through and slashed at the golden cat-headed man.

The windmill cat let out a strange cry, but was unable to dodge, so it had to try its best to turn its head away.

puff-

With this sword, Jilan cut off the windmill cat's left arm. It was a familiar scene from the last fight.

"You guy..."

The windmill cat retreated a few steps, a ferocious smile on its face, and thick magma gushed out of its broken arm.

Gillan said nothing.

He took advantage of the situation and attacked again with a series of impenetrable blows, determined to kill the windmill cat on the spot.

"ah--"

The windmill cat let out a strange cry.

boom!
A ball of fire burst out from its body.

The distorting heat wave pushed Gillan back.

At the same time, almost in the blink of an eye, the Windmill Cat's body swelled up and turned into a five-meter-tall giant.

This time, it was different from the past. Two spiral horns curved upward like scimitars grew on its head. At the end of its cat-tail, a sharp golden inverted cross arrow appeared.

"This is what a king of hell should look like!"

The windmill cat opened its bloody mouth, its sharp teeth moving with a sound like thunder.

Its current size was much taller than the surrounding low stone and wood buildings. Its huge cat face was extremely ferocious, and its entire body was covered in flames.

call--

The windmill cat waved its hand, and a seven-meter-long flaming trident condensed and flew towards the "tiny" Jilan at its feet.

Boom! !

The trident plowed through the ground, splashing a sea of ​​fire, and cut the entire street in half!
As the earth shook, even darker clouds gathered in the sky, like a whirlpool with the sky upside down.

Crack!

Several purple and white electric snakes were swimming around.

Wow…

Heavy rain poured down, putting out the fire.

At the same time, a knight, riding a fully armored Aries, flew into the air and soared off the ground.

The knight, with a long scarlet cape trailing behind him, held a large iron hammer in the shape of a locomotive upside down. He and his mount moved sideways several times like lightning and smashed it head-on at the devil king.

"Pal! Die!"

The knight's hoarse and cold voice echoed over the city of Leia.

Bang! !

The train hammer fell like a meteorite and hit the windmill cat's trident hard.

A round of explosions followed, and the sound echoed far away.

"My delicious friend, I really want to eat you in one bite—"

The devil king roared and laughed.

It opened its mouth and without warning spit out a thick spiral column of fire.

call! !

The pillar of fire was extremely fast and hit the knight in mid-air in the blink of an eye!
Boom boom boom! !

However, the blood-feather cloak on the knight's back had already begun to wriggle and fold before the flames approached him, instantly wrapping him up like a scarlet ball.

Dazzling pillars of fire that distorted the air sprayed onto his body, but were all blocked and repelled by the feather cloak.

Like a torrent hitting a reef, the flames swept around Gilan and dissipated.

"Huh?!" The windmill cat's golden vertical pupils, which were as big as door panels, shrank, as if it was shocked that Jilan blocked its killing move.

call--

Pal's face twisted and he increased the force of his spitting.

The color of the pillar of fire turned from gold to dark, and the temperature continued to rise. Even the heavy rain in the sky had evaporated into white gas before it even approached.

However, even so, the continuously rotating blood feather ball remained intact.

There was a muffled bang.

Jilan swung his cape to disperse the flames. Taking advantage of the momentary gap, he rode on the wild goat and dodged to the right.

The pillar of fire followed closely behind.

But he avoided it one step ahead.

The caracal twisted and turned in the air with great agility.

The knight was so fast in his prime that after dodging the flames one after another, he was already above the windmill cat again.

The train hammer hummed and smashed down on the head.

The windmill cat tried to use the horns on its head to resist the hammer, but unexpectedly Gilan was just feinting, and his real killer move was yet to come.

"cut--"

The knight put away his hammer halfway and turned sharply. The blood-feather cloak behind him hardened instantly, like a layered curved blade, sweeping across the neck of the devil king!

It was as if a scarlet curtain opened and then suddenly closed.

puff! !
Hot blood splattered. The windmill cat's head, which was as big as a carriage, rolled over and fell, with a ferocious expression on its face...but its vertical pupils revealed deep disbelief.

It seemed that it had not expected that Jilan had this trick.

Boom! !

The cat's head smashed into the ground, creating a dent in the stone pavement.

From the broken neck of his body, boiling blood gushed out like magma, like a volcanic eruption.

Until it collapsed without any more strength, it directly crushed a row of stone and wooden houses, causing the earth to shake.

Rumble…

...

...

"I win again this time, Pal."

Gilan, covered in armor, was squatting on a slag that had cooled into obsidian.

He carried a locomotive sledgehammer on his shoulder, and the scarlet cape behind him fluttered in the wind, rustling.

Not far in front, a huge, tilted golden cat head was lying quietly in the ruins.

The furry golden severed head lay motionless, but a smile was spread across its face, with fangs moving in its mouth, looking eerie and terrifying.

"You've gotten stronger again, my delicious friend."

Windmill Cat's voice was low and slightly teasing.

"I feel... your new cloak contains the aura of the 'Crippled King'. That is His law."

"It's amazing. The law of 'torrent' is integrated into the weapon, and the law of 'the broken king' is integrated into the shawl. It has both offensive and defensive capabilities. It can even kill the apostles head-on."

“You’re getting more delicious.”

The cat head showed an intoxicated look, stuck out its tongue and licked the corner of its mouth.

There was a flash of coldness in its eyes.

"Gilan Iros, you are climbing the Path of the Fire Sword, and you are currently at the 5th level, Splendor."

"As long as you want to continue to become stronger, you will inevitably advance... But to reach the hurdle from level 5 to level 6, you must go to the Corridor in the God's Hometown."

"Although the remaining part of me is injured, my main body is intact... When the time comes, I will quietly wait for your arrival in the Land of Gods and taste your flavor!"

"Hehe..." Jilan chuckled twice, ignoring the windmill cat's threat. Then, his laughter became more arrogant, louder:

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"What are you laughing at, my friend?" the giant cat head narrowed his eyes. "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Pal, you're so funny."

Jilan clicked his tongue, raised his fingernail, and tapped the cat's head with a finger.

"It's fine if you use my other self to cause trouble in the mortal world, but if you show up in the Land of Gods with your real body, believe it or not, there will be at least five apostles trying to catch you at the same time. Even Si Chen might take action himself."

His words caused the golden cat head to fall into silence.

Jilan knew that he had hit the opponent's trachea, and he continued to sneer. He tapped his chest armor lightly and said:
"Of course I will advance forward without hesitation, and I will enter the God's Hometown 'Corridor' without any cover, and climb the 6th step under everyone's eyes."

"But Pal, do you really dare to trouble me when the time comes? Do you dare? Hmm?"

"You wouldn't dare, would you?"

Gillan laughed teasingly and provocatively.

"Hahaha."

“……”The windmill cat’s head remained silent.

"Your Majesty, the chief emissary of the great evil god Lord Sulfur and the invincible Windmill Cat, how can you allow a lowly ant to mock you without fighting back?"

Gilan stood up from the obsidian slag and jumped down again, his armor rustling.

He dragged a long scarlet cloak and carried a big hammer as he approached the golden cat head step by step.

"Because you can't, can you?"

Jilan came to the hairy head and looked into the pair of golden vertical pupils filled with cruelty and hatred.

"Yes, my delicious friend, you are right."

Windmill Cat said lightly.

Jilan stroked the cat's fur and shook his head.

"Your two bodies are one dead and one disabled, and your real body is hiding in a corner of the God's Land, not daring to show up. Isn't your threat to me a joke?"

"Pal, this is the second time I have erased your will. Like I said before... you don't have to look for me. When the time comes, I will come to you in person."

Gillan said calmly.

"Find your real body and kill it with my own hands."

"I'll wait for you." Pal stared at the young man in front of him with his cat eyes and said coldly.

Jilan grinned, put his palm directly on the cat's head, and said in a low voice:

"Refining!"

Crackling!

The severed head of the windmill cat did not resist for long. In less than two breaths, it was forcibly decomposed by Jilan.

Then, instead of reconstructing this energy, Gilan used "Colorful" to corrupt it.

wow——

On the panel, the mysterious number "4106" jumped and immediately turned into "6106"!
Another 2000 energy points were credited!
A small piece of film fell from the sky.

It slowly fell into Jilan's raised palm.

“I finally got the second negative of Windmill Cat.”

Jilan murmured and let out a long breath.

The armor, cloak and sledgehammer on his body all dissipated like smoke, and he completely exited the "King's Arrival" state.

Without the armor to cover his body, his sweaty clothes were exposed and his skin was severely burned.

In fact, the victory just now was not easy.

When the Windmill Cat was serious, it brought considerable pressure and threats to Gillan.

It also worsened the hidden injuries he had sustained from his previous fight with Afu.

After two fierce battles in a row, Gillan was physically and mentally exhausted, but he did not leave the film.

"There's another person."

Jilan took heavy steps and headed towards the gate of Leia City.

"Vice-leader of the Healing Knights, Agni Baldwin..."

(End of this chapter)