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Yang Pojun sincerely apologized for his stupidity.

"Then let's try another method. [From now on, you can think about the people you have killed every day. If you can't name one, kowtow with all your strength. If you don't remember and have never killed anyone, kowtow ten. Until Don’t stop until I say stop.]”

"What?! You - you guy, can't do this! Do you know that we are also powerful in China! Once what you did to me is known to our organization, what awaits you is the tragic death of your whole family !”

"...Wallenstein."

Yang Pojun approached the opponent and squatted down.

"Do you feel that there is a big loophole in your words?"

"?"

"As long as I get rid of you all before you do anything, won't anyone be able to play tricks on me?"

"!!!"

"By the way, in this magical world, everyone should have their own title. Do you have one? [Answer me.]"

"...Juggernaut."

Terrified by the other's ability to dominate him completely unaffected, Wallenstein answered his question.

"I don't like this title. After all, the purity of your sneak attack just now was too low. A real sword master should take out a giant cannon and attack in a sneak attack."

He wielded the Shura Wind Splitting Claw.

The purple claw-shaped attack tore apart half of Wallenstein's body.

"I think the title [One-Wrist] is more suitable for you. What do you think?"

"...you are saying..."

Gradually realizing the strength gap between himself and Yang Pojun, Wallenstein began to lose his arrogance in his tone.

"Walenstein, haven't you finished processing it yet? If the efficiency is so poor, I may not necessarily cooperate with you again..."

The handsome man who walked into the room from a passage stopped suddenly. He looked at Rebellion's miserable condition, turned around and left.

"Sorry, we went to the wrong place, farewell."

【150】Death of Faliagni

Faliagni had heard the word impermanence in an ancient Eastern country, but he never thought that the development of events could reach such an impermanent level.

The [Sword Master] who was still talking to him about how Misaki City could be used as a resource disappeared for a while, and a man wearing ancient armor turned him into a [One-Armed Sword Master].

Just by looking at it, Faliagni could tell that the person facing him was a monster.

Of course, the other party is not a demon. Having seen more than one demon, he naturally has the ability to distinguish them.

But it was precisely because of this that Faliagni was convinced that the opponent was a complete monster when he felt the oppression in the opponent's hands that was no less oppressive than any demon he had ever seen.

And the aura is also very strange, it has the aura of a disciple of the Red World, and also has the aura of a human being, as if it had been in close contact with a Fire Mist Warrior.It was as if the other party had been holding a Fire Mist Warrior in his arms for a long time with a certain feature that he clearly could not fully grasp within a few hours.

(The process is correct, the conclusion is wrong.)

As a [Hunter] who has survived for many years, Faliagny was not killed because of his rich family background, outstanding ability to recognize people, and excellent combat effectiveness.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to say this, the humans in this world are not lambs to be slaughtered. The fact that there is no counterattack against the Red World is largely due to the fact that there are not many people from the Red World who can provoke the few who are not immune to the power of existence. The devil who disappears and forgets the consequences of his memory lives for too long, and his revenge is not overnight, which is basically a portrayal of the devil.Hatred has not been accumulated over the years, so it is rarely passed down. Most humans who understand it don't care if they have the ability to solve it, and the few who do care usually can't solve it or can't find it.

Under such circumstances, the only solution to stay alive or to fight for the freedom you want is to stay alive or take a shot and run away as far as you want. Those who don't choose this will be dead.

Simply put, Faliagni chose to follow his heart.

But unfortunately, Yang Pojun regarded him and Wallenstein as the same group.

The Shura Purgatory Knife flew over, passed through Faliagni's hair, and was nailed to the wall, with two-thirds of the blade submerged in it.

"[Send your name.]"

Some kind of ancient order was issued, and Faliagni subconsciously obeyed it.

"The King of the Red World, the Hunter, is now known as Faliagni."

A chill ran through Faliagni after he spoke, as if some beast that wanted to tear him apart was staring at him.

"Hey, Wei Wu, we found the rightful owner."

"You're so lucky. What are you going to do next? Kill it directly? Or hang it up and explore it all over before killing it?"

"Why did you choose the killing option so directly? Don't we have a gentler way to deal with it?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to kill?"

"Robbing the treasure, then letting him go, waiting until he collects more treasures and then looting again. This is called fishing in a sustainable way."

"There are not that many Noble Phantasms. Under normal circumstances, it would take more than ten years to collect multiple Noble Phantasms...right?"

Snake, who didn't know much about making Noble Phantasms and what the use of collecting a lot of them was, said uncertainly.

He was a little belatedly aware that Yang Pojun had just said something very strange. How do sustainability and fishing from the lake go together?

"So it seems that the only option is to kill to get the Noble Phantasm... It always feels like a bit of a waste. As the saying goes, you get what you eat. Do you have the ability to restore strength by devouring the disciples of the Red World?"

"What's up with that ability that sounds so evil? No one would devour the same kind of people for power, right?"

"Is it evil? I have seen this kind of plot in many novels, and it seems to be very common, although there is indeed no plot about cannibalism. Speaking of which, I am not a member of the popular world. Isn't it okay to eat the people of the popular world? Anything to add?"

"You are always thinking about what to eat and what to do? Don't hunters look similar to humans?"

"Monkeys and orangutans look similar to humans. Where do you think the dish of monkey brains came from?"

"I'm starting to think humans are a little scary."

"You're not human."

Saying this, Yangpojun threw Wallenstein as a throwing weapon, blocking Faliagni's retreat.

"Did I say you can go?"

"...Humans, don't bully others too much."

"You are a piece of shit, and you still talk to me about human dignity. Your brain has been soaked in shit, right? Or are you saying that a man of the world has no brains?"

Bear it, Faliagni, your beloved is still waiting for you to return. Most of the preliminary layout of the plan to devour the entire city has been completed. Now we must not let all the efforts go to waste. It is obvious that there is a monster on the other side. Bear with me. The most important thing is to keep this tone and let your lover get eternity.

"Looking at the way you are swallowing your anger, are you thinking that you have to endure this humiliation for Ma Zi? It's really disgusting for a beast to have such an expression!"

Yang Pojun had observed the expressions of many people in different situations. At this moment, Faliagni was like the licking goddess who was brought into the house by another man and had a fight with Uncle Wang next door until dawn.

At that time, he and the other party were discussing their psychological feelings about the beer. Uncle Wang also said in tears that the goddess would definitely wake up. He also said that for the sake of the future of the goddess, he would never go to jail for murder.

At that time, Yang Pojun's big young eyes were watching the other person's figure in the corner of his house, and he turned off the communication with his eldest father.

By the way, the cause of the matter was that Yang Wuqu couldn't bear his neighbor's behavior as a licking dog, so he took action and captured the other's goddess in the crotch. Afterwards, because he hated the iron, he even gave the opponent three hours of actual combat. video tape.Yang Lucun and Yang Pojun lamented that it was a miracle that this bitch was still alive.

Although it was not polite to put Uncle Wang together with a sword tomb that was inferior to such a beast, but because the expressions were similar for a while, Yang Pojun still made a connection for a while.

What a sin.

……

What a sin.

Faliagni thought so.

I actually think about swallowing my anger for the sake of my true love. What on earth is wrong with me?

Faliagni recalled his past in a brief moment.

That is the process of the king who fulfills his desire to hunt down the Fire Mist Warrior to obtain the Noble Phantasm, and gradually make his true love his eternal partner.

When did you lose that pride?

Forget it, that's not important.

Already aware of his uncontrollable killing intent at this moment, his ability to see through the "prey's nature" has been maximized.

Although most of the time this ability is used to identify the ability of a noble phantom, it is not impossible to confirm a person's status. For example, he saw the sleeping demon king entrenched in Yang Pojun's body.

What, it turned out to be just a Fire Mist Warrior.

Years of experience and the trump card against the Fire Mist Warriors he carried with him had dissipated some of the fear he still had, leaving only a vague uneasiness remaining in his heart.

He grasped the revolver in his pocket.

——Happiness trigger.

That is the name of this precious phantom.

Its ability is to destroy the Fire Mist Warrior as a container.

This is not quite accurate. To be precise, it is to cut a hole in the container, then let the body of the devil who is barely stuffed into the container wake up and make a big "sneeze". In the process, the container will be torn into pieces. Then the devil was forced to appear.

Demon kings who sign contracts with humans are all afraid that the excessive consumption of their power of existence will affect the red world, so they will return to the red world immediately after appearing.

Such an approach would also mean a resounding victory for Faliagni.

So he raised his Noble Phantasm, which looked like a standard revolver, and pointed it at Yang Pojun.

"Ha, what did I see? Using a pistol against Shura Armor? Hey, hey, don't do this, you act like a retard and I'm embarrassed to bully you."

"Is it possible that this is a Noble Phantasm used for teleportation? It's the kind that randomly transfers the hit target."

"Then I am very interested."

The trigger was pulled, a gunshot rang out, and Yang Pojun fell to the ground.

"Hehehehe...hehehe...hahahahaha!"

Faliagni's laughter gradually grew louder, and then stopped abruptly at the sound of a voice.

"This gun has no bullets. What's going on? Is this guy an idiot?"

Yang Pojun put one hand on Faliagni's shoulder and played with the happiness trigger with the other.

"Or is it some kind of instant-death prop, learned based on probability?"

Saying this, he pointed the revolver at Faliagni and fired several shots.

"Is it possible that he picked up the wrong weapon... I want to say that, but from what I feel, this is indeed a Noble Phantasm."

"Maybe we shouldn't be obsessed with finding the Noble Phantasm. After all, even this useless thing can be a Noble Phantasm."

"This thing isn't necessarily for attacking. It might be able to do some great things."

"It's not impossible. [Tell me the purpose of this gun.]"

"The effect of the happy trigger is to awaken the Red World Demon King and burst the Fire Mist Warrior as a container."

There was absolutely no room for resistance. By the time Faliagni reacted, he had already surrendered his capital to the Yang Po Army.

Is this guy really a demon?Under normal circumstances, it is absolutely impossible for an ordinary swordsman to successfully activate his ability against the Red Demon King!

Burst the container...

Yang Pojun thought about it.

The body of the snake does indeed look quite big, but its size is probably on the same level as that of the Black Demon Beast. In this way, the Black Demon Beast can be stuffed into the Demon Sealing Box, and the snake is stuffed into Yang Pojun's body, which is equivalent to the Demon Sealing Box... ...Wait a minute, the black monster was beaten into a demon spirit stone and then sealed inside. It seems that the analogy cannot be made?

No, the Sedo has been stuffed, which means that it is possible to go in directly, and strictly speaking, I am not a Fire Mist Warrior. After all, my existence has not been completely swallowed up.

Moreover, the gun fired by the other party was useless, which also showed that it was useless to him.

"Wei Wu, is it true that we can't give birth to the Red World Demon King to replenish our body?"

"...I haven't tried it, and I can't say, but can you psychologically accept this kind of thing? (Referring to eating humanoid creatures)"

"Have you ever heard of Wuzhuang Temple? In the X year of Zhenguan, Wuzhuang Temple was looted by monks..."

"Wait a minute, I've tasted things like Xia Ke Xing in your memory, so hurry up and get it! (Eager)"

"What are you looking at (half annoyed)?!"

Yang Pojun asked angrily after stepping Faliagni into the metal floor.

"Isn't this something you've seen before? You can see it and I can't see it? What kind of double standards?"

"That's what I say, but you are not allowed to be a homo! There are no hot dog people who are not homo (violent comment)!"

"According to your XP system, who is the most exciting person among the people you have met?"

"Diga (instant answer)!"

"Who is it? I, Kangkang...isn't this a trap?"