New Show Time

The figure of Weston thrown by Olifas disappeared instantly, and turned to be behind Olifas, a space ripple splashed, and Weston's figure instantly appeared behind him.

The semicircular gas mask disappeared, and the surrounding time returned to normal.

Olifas was stunned for a moment, and the sound of electric current beeping from behind made him dodge instinctively.

"Why did you appear here..." In his consciousness, Weston was obviously thrown out by him.

"Interesting!" Wei Sitong was also secretly surprised, but now is not the time to marvel at No. 303's ability.

The thunder blade slashed through Olifas!

Olifas couldn't dodge this blow at all, even though his combat skills were far superior to Weston's, he had never seen an enemy who was thrown out suddenly appear behind him, and he was already prepared One hit lore.

The body's muscle memory reacted subconsciously to dodge the crisis, but it was still too late.

The great sword enchanted with Lagrana's thunder was cut on his shoulder, and the entire right arm and even the bones were cut off like a piece of paper.

A withered arm that could not see any vitality fell to the ground, and Orefas quickly left the place to distance himself from Weston.

"Impossible!!!" Orefas screamed angrily while clutching his arms.

Asfi and the members of the Hermes family who were present in the field also looked at all this with incredulous eyes.

Their perspective is the same as that of Orefas. Weston, who was thrown out, disappeared, and then appeared behind Orefas, and cut off an arm of Orefas in a completely different posture.

How can this be possible? Even if it is a kind of space magic, it is impossible to completely appear the two realities of "the established fact of being thrown away" and "suddenly appearing behind the enemy" within a single point of time.

"There is nothing impossible, you are not only facing me, but also God!" Weston threw the Thunder Sword directly.

In the next breath, time and space stagnate again.

Ripples splashed in front of Orephas, like a frozen figure of Orephas, with a sword stuck in his chest for an instant.

Time and space returned to normal!

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Orephas, with a shocked face, and the blade that pierced his chest, felt incredible.

"God..." He stared fixedly at the silver-haired little girl hanging from Weston.

The indifferent expression on his face seemed to kill him and followed Yi to step on an ant on the side of the road.

"Olalie doesn't have your existence, and the gods don't obey a human being. Are you... no, you are—"

Looking at the silver-haired girl No. 303, and then at Weston, Orefas seemed to have discovered something. Even when he was dying, he couldn't help showing a stunned expression on his face.

"If I didn't guess wrong... No, there must be nothing wrong. It turns out that you have already walked on the road of killing gods. This is the chaos that we wait for the Lord God to desire..."

"Shut up!" Weston stepped forward, and drew his sword from the opponent's chest, directly slashed across it, and a head flew high.

The headless corpse lost its vitality and slowly fell down.

"For you, this is probably the most inexplicable way to die, isn't it?" Weston said to himself.

Judging from the fact that he didn't change his face when one of Orefas's arms was cut off at that time, this apostle of the evil god who has been resurrected from death may not be afraid of pain, or he has already lost his pain nerves.

The withered arm, the blood flowing from the headless corpse, and the color of the blood overflowing from the wound seemed to indicate that this was just a ghoul, not a fresh life that represented vitality and flowed scarlet blood.

"In this way, the grievance of you putting me in prison will be over." After finishing speaking, Weston turned around directly.

His eyes glanced at the young girl who was still sitting high on her neck, and began to examine the ability of No. 303.

At the very beginning, he needed a sword when he entered the arena, and No. 303 took a lot of magic stones and converted them into energy, and used that energy to create an indestructible long sword based on the genetic memory.

But now, the power of changing the time rules of a certain area at will, which seems to be fixed in time and space, surprised him again.

No matter where he appeared or where the sword appeared, it was controlled by No. 303.

make a simple analogy;

Enveloped space = liquid water.

Oliphas, Weston, Thunder Sword = substances mixed in water.

Mobilization ability = liquid water condenses into solid ice, changes the location of the flowing material at will, and then restores it to the state of liquid water.

Weston did not disappear from the space, but was completely transferred to another location at the moment of stagnation.

Throwing the sword was not an attack, but arranging the location of the Thunder Sword in Orephas' head at the moment of solidification.

This ability can instantly transfer a brick into the enemy's body and directly kill it. It can inject chromosomes into a woman's body to conceive without anyone knowing it. I'm afraid it can't be compared.

What concerned Weston even more was that this was not his ability.

And this point inevitably made him think of Freya.

If the goddess who is in charge of beauty has this kind of power, then she must be stronger than No. 303.

Dominate everything in a certain area at will. Although he has three divine gods, can this kind of power be isolated by the rules of the power of gods?

"In your genes, does that goddess also have this ability?" Weston asked.

No. 303 issued a sonic communication method, then shook his head again.

"Isn't it? That seems to be a mutation. I don't have this kind of power, and neither does Freya, but this is fine..."

Weston's soliloquy was seen by No. 303, and she showed a speechless and helpless look in her eyes.