It feels so good to stick to Miss Witch

"happy!"

The Border Duke laughed.

Roy's pure power shocked him, forcing him to mobilize his fighting spirit to resolve it.

He had not experienced such a hearty and heart-pounding fight for a long, long time.

"Come again!"

With a loud shout, the Border Duke waved his fist again. The difference was that this time, the fist he waved had several spiral whirlpools of fire on it.

It was obviously just a simple punch, but from the moment it was swung to the moment it landed, it gave Roy the illusion of facing an erupting volcano.

No, not an illusion.

This is a blessing unique to the incomplete rules of demigods!

Faced with this terrifying punch, Roy's face showed no signs of timidity, but instead his fighting spirit was high.

He used the palm of his hand instead of the sword, and the bright starlight lingered on it, making the Duke of the Border narrow his eyes as a peerless edge seemed to flash before his eyes.

Then, punches and knives collided.

The erupting volcano was cut into two pieces, but its terrifying high temperature burned the edge to pieces.

Roy and the Border Duke once again opened up.

In this collision, there was almost no difference between the two.

No, it's not very accurate. In comparison, Roy still has a slight advantage.

Although the starlight on his palm collapsed, he himself was not injured. However, a gash of several centimeters was cut on the edge of Border Duke's fist, and blood dripped out.

Although it was only a minor injury that could be ignored, it still distinguished him.

"Amazing……"

The Duke of the Border praised: "You can use your hands as swords, but you can show amazing sharpness. With this hand, you will not be at a disadvantage in ordinary demigod battles."

"The regular combat test is over. You have passed the test and are qualified to explore the Black Mist Restricted Area. What follows is my personal interest."

"I will use all my strength, Roy. Use your magical and weird talents as much as possible, otherwise you will be seriously injured if you are not careful."

As the low voice of the Border Duke echoed, a faint layer of fire appeared on the surface of his body. It was not a display of fighting spirit, but the condensation of rules.

"Being a demigod for the first time can master the incomplete rules."

"At this point, if you want to continue to improve, you need to purify the rules."

"Continuously deepen the understanding of the incomplete rules until the rules initially merge with themselves to form a garment of rules."

"The clothes of rules are the embodiment of senior demigods."

Roy was not in a hurry to take action. It was rare for him to have an in-depth understanding of the situation of the demigods. He couldn't help but ask: "What level is the Pope of the temple?"

"That old monster?" The Duke of the Border thought for a moment: "From a hierarchical perspective, he is also in the category of the Clothes of Rules."

"It's just that over time, his clothes of rules have become extremely complicated."

"Let's describe it this way. The regular clothes of a normal senior demigod are ordinary clothes, while the clothes of the old monster are clothes that the master worked hard and took several years to create."

"The gap is huge."

"This is why even after I mastered the various specialties you taught Roy, I still can't match the Pope of the temple."

"I see..." Roy nodded clearly, and then asked curiously: "The clothes of rules are the pure embodiment of incomplete rules. So what if a person understands other rules? What would it be like?"

Hearing this question, the Duke of the Border shook his head and laughed: "So far, no one has done it, so there is no need to think about it. It is extremely difficult to condense a single rule into a garment of rules. Trying to understand more rules will only lead to Counterproductive.”

"Even the Pope of the Temple has never thought of trying other rules in the past hundreds of years."

"Is that so..." Roy exhaled softly: "Then let me experience the elegance of the Clothes of Rules."

Facing the border Duke who no longer held his hand, Roy was also excited.

He really wanted to know what he could do in front of senior demigods without resorting to desperate measures.

"Then, be careful."

The Border Duke grinned, and then took a step forward.

In an instant, the scenery ahead appeared strangely distorted in Roy's eyes.

Everything as far as the eye can see is colored with a light red color.

The Border Duke suddenly appeared in front of Roy, and his fist covered with only a faint flame seemed to fall gently.

Alarm bells rang in Roy's heart, and an unprecedented sense of crisis emerged in his mind.

I can't stop this blow right now!

Realizing this, Roy didn't try to dodge. He put his hands into his trouser pockets and seemed to give up resistance completely.

The Border Duke's eyes narrowed, and then he smashed his fist mercilessly. "

"Om..."

Silent ripples spread, and when the Border Duke's fist was about to fall on Roy, a very yellow irregular barrier blocked his face.

The fist collided with the barrier, the fist was slightly bounced, and the barrier turned into countless light spots and scattered.

Roy grinned, and then he pulled out both hands inserted into his trouser pockets at the same time, like pulling out two peerless long knives and slashing them out from bottom to top.

What blocked the Border Duke was his improved usage of [Satan's Asylum].

The use of talents is never static, but depends on the development of the user.

The current usage is an improvement made by Roy after careful consideration: the localized barrier, although its defensive ability is greatly weakened and can no longer block attacks at the god level, is still very strong when used in demigod battles.

The advantage of doing this is that the consumption of using it is greatly reduced. Even his own soul power is enough to be used dozens of times. And if he uses [Infinite Desire God] to convert energy into soul power, then After the whole battle, he basically didn't have to worry about consumption.

In other words, Roy, who developed such a usage, would not be harmed by the enemy's attacks until his soul power was exhausted in a demigod-level battle.

The defense and rebound of the barrier also made the Duke of the Border stunned for a moment.

Just when he was stunned, Roy's two-handed sword arrived.

The hand knives blessed by the bright starlight fell on both shoulders of the Border Duke at the same time.

The imaginable cutting did not happen.

The two-handed sword blessed by Roy's sharp edge got stuck in the mud when it came into contact with the clothes of rules, and he could only move forward with difficulty.

As the border Duke's fighting spirit exploded, he was pushed back more than ten meters.

"Is this the protection of the Clothes of Rules? It's really tough." Roy clicked his tongue.

"Yes, if you want to cause harm to the senior demigod, you first need to break his clothes of rules." The Duke of the Border looked at his hand, as if recalling the strange power that just bounced his fist, while explaining: " If you want to break through the clothes of rules, there are two ways."

"First, your instantaneous burst damage exceeds the upper limit of the clothing of rules. This can only be achieved by being stronger at a higher level, which is the god level. It can basically be ignored."

"Second, it is the accumulation of damage. The damage you suffered on the clothes of rules does not disappear, but is neutralized by the power of the rules contained in it. When the damage accumulates to a certain level, the clothes of rules will be broken. At the same time, , the blessing of the Clothes of Rules to the demigods will also fall to the bottom. This is the best time to defeat the senior demigods. However, one thing should be noted. The Clothes of Rules will be repaired. If it cannot be defeated within 1 minute, Kill the senior demigod, and the broken clothes of rules will re-aggregate, and you need to re-accumulate the damage and break it again."

"So, the battle between senior demigods depends on who can break the other's rules first."

Roy's eyes were full of surprise when he heard the information about the senior demigod told by the Duke of the Border.

In layman's terms, the Clothes of Rules is like an external amplified armor. Before it is broken, the senior demigod will not suffer any damage. Even if it is broken, it will re-cohere after 1 minute.

It sounds like the "invincibility mechanism" of bosses in games.

Roy laughed and shook his head, interrupting the thoughts in his mind.

"The teaching time is over, let me enjoy it."

The Border Duke laughed, and then his burly body appeared in front of Roy again, and his casserole-sized fist fell heavily.

……

after an hour.

Hall of the Duke's Mansion.

Roy, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, looked at the Border Duke who was sitting next to him and looked refreshed, with helpless eyes.

At the end of the battle, there was not much soul power left in his body, but he was still far away from breaking the Border Duke's Clothes of Rules. According to the Duke of Borders, the accumulated damage must be multiplied by ten to reach the upper limit of the Clothing of Rules.

After hearing this, Roy immediately responded.

What a hell!

Unless he enters a desperate state, it is impossible to break the clothes of rules in normal form.

Seeing this, Roy directly removed the defense of [Satan's Redemption], planning to let the Border Duke punch a few times to vent his anger.

After all, hammering around a turtle shell for an hour would make anyone unhappy.

But what Roy didn't expect was that this old guy was really rude.

Reaching out and touching the dark circles around his eyes, Roy's mouth twitched.

Forget it, just think of it as paying tuition.

The Duke of the Border, who was in a happy mood, was sitting in the front seat. Suddenly his eyes moved and he said, "The special magic power fluctuations in the treasure house have stopped. Miss Tonine must have completed the body remodeling. Do you want to go and take a look?"

Chapter 227: Mechanical bionic, the new mechanical witch Tonine!

When Roy arrived at the treasure house of the Duke's Mansion, the sight that greeted his eyes made him slightly startled.

I saw a metal ball the size of a thumb floating in the air.

The color of the metal ball is pure silver, and there are natural black and magnificent lines on the surface, giving people an inexplicable sense of depth.

On the surface of the metal ball, metal particles of various colors float and rotate like quicksand, and finally merge into the interior of the metal ball.

Under Roy's gaze, the last metal particle melted into the metal ball, and then a crisp "click" sound suddenly sounded.

In a burst of sci-fi-like structural changes, the metal ball gradually turned into a graceful body.

Her skin is smooth and delicate, and her appearance is no different from that of a normal person. Even her pupils are transparent light blue, not mechanical ones.

Her figure is very slender, giving people a feeling of weakness. She is wearing a long white suspender skirt. The skirt is made of metal and can even sway gently in the breeze, no different from the real thing.

Seeing the girl's face, Roy shouted in surprise: "Toninie."

"It's me, Lord Roy."