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If it was a clever trick to use the same type of ability to break his own time stop, Annan might not have any thoughts.

But Artosh is relying on his invincible strength to forcibly smash everything and push time forward by himself.

This is like having a mountain blocking the road, normal people would choose to climb the mountain and turn over, but Artois directly chose to carry the mountain and continue on the road.

It's fucking outrageous!

"Huh, it seems that it is impossible to stop the divine strike by stopping the time."

Annan's thoughts turned sharply, and at the moment when the powerful spear was about to hit him, he completed the second set of response plans.

"Since this blow cannot be stopped, let it continue!"

The voice fell, and the master who controlled the imaginary number played with time again.

"King Crimson!"

Chapter 210 Made in Heaven! (seeking subscription)

King Crimson!

This is supposed to be the final villain in "JOJO's Bizarre Adventure: Wind of Gold", a stand-in held by Diablo.

Of course, Annan is not a stand-in messenger.

However, this did not prevent him from using the power of imaginary numbers to use the same move as the Crimson King's stand-in ability - time deletion.

Simply put, it is possible to "leap" and then "delete" time.

During the period of deletion, the user of the ability is a special being completely independent of the timeline, free to act, and cannot be attacked or attacked.

Others simply skip this time and don't remember what happened during that time.

The clouds in the sky couldn't realize that they were blown to pieces, and the extinguished flames couldn't realize the moment when they went out.

In a world where time has been cut, all actions will be meaningless, leaving only "results"!

Such an ability is invincible!

At this moment, Annan used it to deal with the divine blow of Arto Xiu, which is simply the most appropriate.

Since you can't stop the attack, delete the time when you are hit by the attack, and let the attack jump over you and move on!

"I have already predicted the movements of the "future"! "

Annan's eyes are shining brightly, and the top-level clairvoyance allows him to clearly see the established future.

After [-] microseconds, his body would be pierced by Artoius' spear.

The power that can penetrate the planet will explode in his body like a supernova, directly blasting himself to the ground.

However, such a future will no longer happen!

"Right now, King Crimson!"

At this moment, Annan cut the time.

The roaring spear pierced into his chest according to the predetermined trajectory.

however.

At the moment of entering the "time deletion" state, Annan broke away from the constraints of the rules of reality and became an invincible existence independent of the timeline.

1st second:

It's like there is a mold-wearing bug...

The spear passed through his empty body independent of the timeline, causing no damage.

2st second:

Alter is in an unconscious state of progress.

He followed closely behind the spear, staring straight ahead, as if to confirm Annan's condition.

Of course, Artoius, whose time had been deleted, could not see that Annan not only passed through the spear unscathed, but also took two steps forward in front of the spear.

3st second:

The spear had completely flown past Annan's original position, and Artosh threw hundreds of punches in front of the void as a fill-up.

It's a pity that Annan was not in that position at all, but Artexu couldn't notice it at this time.

4st second:

Annan has come to the back of Artesio.

He knew that he couldn't do any harm to Arto, but he still tried to kiss Arto's ass with his shoes, and tried to bald the eighteen wings of the God of War.

Then, with a strong sense of bad taste, he drew a funny expression on Artesio's face.

5st second:

Annan, who no longer persecuted Artesius, stopped, and Shi Shiran continued to move forward.

In front of Annan, there were tens of thousands of Flügels who had just released their Sky Strike and were collectively in a weakened state.

"Ah...that's a bit too much..."

Annan squeezed his chin in a bit of trouble, his eyes moved down again, and he landed on the city under his feet that was essentially a huge fantasy.

"How about... taking advantage of the free time deleted by time, find a way to get rid of these guys who are a little bit in the way?"

Annan thought for a moment, then shook his head negatively.

"Forget it, don't worry about it, there are other things to do right now, the main thing is important."

As he said this, he looked back at Artosh who was still attacking in vain, with an inexplicable apology in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Arto."

"Although I've only known each other for a year, it's a pleasure to get along with you, but I have reasons why I can't lose."

"So, don't blame me for starting the pit, and don't blame me for not dealing with it head-on, which casts a shadow over the battle."

Annan rambled, but there was no hesitation in the movements of his hands.

"If you are still alive after this battle, I will invite you to drink and make amends!"

……

"—time will begin to imprint again!"

As the voice fell, the "time deletion" state ended, and the timeline returned to normal.

"Um?!"

Artosh was stunned for a moment, and then immediately noticed something was wrong.

A second ago, his spear was about to stab Annan in the opposite direction.

The next second, he moved towards the empty front and kept attacking, but the spear didn't know where it flew.

But Annan was still alive and well, standing behind him with a half-smile expression on his face.

"It turns out that, I didn't expect you to be so profound in the way of time."

Artixu said calmly, with his strength and the changes in the surrounding environment, it was easy to figure out the situation.

When there is a gap in time, it is like a clipped video, and a part of the process in the middle is cut out.

"Yes, the original time has been deleted, and the only thing left is the result that was changed by me!"

"And what you are witnessing and touching now is your "future" self, the "future" self that your past self saw. "

"This is the effect of the spell I activated just now—"King Crimson"! "

Annan seemed to be a candidate who had completed the examination paper early, without the slightest sense of nervousness, and still explained to Artexu in a leisurely manner.

If he hadn't felt that it was against the temperament of his magician, Annan even wanted to stand upright on one leg, clench his fists, lean his chest back, and do a JoJo stand in front of Artesio.

"As far as the dodging effect is concerned, this trick is good, but it only works the first time."

Artosh was not discouraged after the gods were shot down. His tens of thousands of years of combat experience was not a blow.

He is not a Saint Seiya, but he is far stronger than Saint Seiya.

The same move cannot be used a second time on Artosh.

Without even thinking about it, Artosh's fighting instinct allowed him to find hundreds of ways to crack the King of Annan's Crimson.

"Sure enough, it's not that easy to get rid of you with a divine strike alone, Annan, let me see what else you can do!"

Artixu let out a loud laugh full of fighting intent, and a ferocious aura rose again from the God of War.

however……

"No. Artois, it's over."

Annan shook his head calmly, and suddenly he vomited blood, and his breath shriveled all of a sudden.

This is a necessary sacrifice.

In order to make the spell work on a powerhouse of Art's level, Annan paid the price of being seriously injured by the backlash.

At this point, the formula for victory has been completed.

because……

"During the time when the Scarlet King was in effect, I also activated another ability, that is—"

"Made in Heaven!"

Chapter 210 From the Weakest Challenge!

"Cough, Artosh, it's too late for you to start now."

Annan wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, barely straightened up, and calmly faced Artexiu in a weak and seriously injured state.

"Of course, if you want to punch me a few times, it's too late."

"..."

Artixu gave Annan a cold look. Even though his heart was about to move, he still didn't put a few punches on Annan's face. He just asked in an icy tone: