The villain's way of taming the protagonist

As soon as the words fell, the safe house of Viscount Sao Feng exploded on the spot.

Chapter 29·Battle and fight

The sound of the explosion startled Sitana, but Anser sighed helplessly: "I really can't wait for a day, am I that scary?"

"Sitana."

He turned his head to look at the snow-haired girl who was staring at the explosion: "Answer me, why is Viscount Longbing, who is an ordinary person, dead before I came, but Viscount Saofeng is still alive now."

Sitana, who was still shocked by the explosion, didn't turn the corner. She was stunned for a while, and then tentatively replied: "Because... ordinary people are more likely to die?"

"Extraordinary people don't die so easily."

"Is there a difference?" Sitana was speechless.

"Of course." Anser looked up at the thick smoke and dust above the castle, "Because you have to figure out one thing, the transcendent who has reached the third stage can really step into the realm called 'transcendent'."

"If he wants me to firmly believe that this is an assassination that is not fake, then the best choice is not to act, but to die at the hands of the assassin after a desperate fight."

"Watch it, Sitana." Anser said softly, holding his cane, narrowing his eyes.

"This is not a child's play fight in the academy, but a real... life-and-death fight between extraordinary people."

"Keep the details in mind and you'll thank me."

The next moment, an angry howl instantly dispersed the smoke and dust caused by the explosion.

Sitana saw, on that high place, a shirtless man who was bleeding wildly swung the warhammer tightly in his hand directly on the lightly armored assassin.

She saw the man's body explode directly, and the violent force surging in the warhammer tore the muscles and bones to pieces, but at the same time that the assassin was blasted into pieces by the blow of the Sao Feng, the explosive flesh splashed all over the place. His blood solidified in an instant, connecting the flesh and bones together, turning into a scarlet net, binding Viscount Saofeng tightly in front of him!

Viscount Sao Feng, who was bound by the blood net, had difficulty coping for a while. He seemed to be in a dead end. Sitana, who had excellent eyesight, could see the orange-red flame through the blasted gap. In the safe house... there seemed to be a group Exploding fireball!

"Hey, he's going to die."

Xitana couldn't help mocking Anser again, anyway, she would definitely be punished after returning, so why not vent her anger now: "This is the detail you let me see?"

"...Sitana, what did you learn in the Skyfrost Tower?"

Anser rubbed the space between his brows: "In your eyes, don't you think that a warrior who relies on his physical body has nothing else to rely on besides his physical body?"

"In any case, the skill of instant magic immunity is a skill that every serious fighter must learn."

The wildly burning fireball bombarded Viscount Saofeng like a giant cannon!

"It seems that he thinks it's too far away to make me worry, so according to the script, the place where the viscount was blown away..."

Anser couldn't help but shook his head, not even looking at Viscount Sao Feng's trajectory across the air.

"—It should be near us."

Sitana, who raised her head, stared dumbfoundedly at the Viscount Saofeng who was smoking gray smoke, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" it fell to a distance of more than ten meters away from them. A few bucks.

There is no mistake!You are too shameful, you have been seen through by that pervert, you are just like fools!

"After all, it's too far away for me to witness that he died in a battle. What if I get suspicious?"

"Then he is not afraid that the assassin will be shot to death by you again?" Sitana's thinking is very quick now, "If the assassin is killed by you, it will be meaningless for him to act."

"That's why, Hitana, that's why I'm taking you out this time."

Anser sighed: "For you, the Tower of Frost should have been a good opportunity to broaden your horizons, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish it, and I can only take it step by step."

"The fighting in the extraordinary world is not what you are used to. No matter what stage or method, you still use fists and kicks in the end..."

Gleipnir turned into a ferocious and exaggerated hand cannon. While preaching to the girl beside him, the handsome young noble raised his hand into the air without looking at it and opened fire.

At the same time as the roar sounded, Sitana saw a flame explode inexplicably at a position about ten meters obliquely above Viscount Saofeng.

"...It's that simple to fight each other."

He continued to move the hand cannon and fired another shot at the castle wall behind him without looking back.

Sitana shrunk her neck slightly, turned her head to look, but found nothing except for the gap that had been blown open on the city wall.

"Run away?" Anser raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's really not that easy for the beacon to jump. Forget it, I won't be re-entering the arena in a short time."

"Just now, the one just now—"

"Sniper, is it strange?" Master Hydera waved the murderous weapon in his hand, "Although there is only one Gleipnir in this world, there is not only one gun."

"Sharpness, locking, acceleration, poisoning, bleeding, and even more dangerous effects... As long as the enchantment of the bullet is strong enough, theoretically speaking, even the emperor can be killed with a single shot."

Anser laughed at his own words: "Of course, it's just a theory."

Sitana was silent, even in a trance.

Just like Anser said, she didn't understand... couldn't accept what was happening in front of her eyes.

In the Skyfrost Tower, all the battles Sitana experienced were confined to a small arena.

Whether it's a warlock or a fighter, as long as she gets close to her in the end, they can't escape a severe beating.

But now?In this world, she can't feel the killing intent, she doesn't know what method the enemy uses, she doesn't even know where the enemy is.

If Viscount Sao Feng was replaced by her, what could she do?Waiting to die?Standing there stupidly, being shot to death?

Why can that Hydera guy do it?Why is everything that happened now, going according to what he said?Is he better than me?How can I be nothing compared to him?

In such a trance, Sitana heard the annoying bastard say: "Don't be dazed, Sitana, the assassination of Viscount Saofeng is not over yet."

Came back to her senses, Sitana saw the gap in the safe house on the high place, the black-robed warlock waved his staff, and a circular complex pattern shone in front of Viscount Saofeng, a sword-shield and heavy-armored man The warrior walked out slowly.

The bruised Viscount Saofeng kept coughing up blood, and Hitana finally noticed this time... the shadow on the bottom of his feet wriggled strangely, as if something was about to float out of his shadow!

"How many more times will this ridiculous trick be used!"

Xiao Feng roared angrily and swung his punch back. The assassin who jumped out of the shadow was scattered by the punch, turned into nothingness, and disappeared.

Three to one.

Warlocks supporting him at any time from a distance, assassins hiding in the shadows, and warriors in heavy armor, if Anser hadn't shot... originally, a sniper who might blow his head off at any time would have been added.

This guy is dead—Sitana thought.

"Your expression seems to say that Viscount Sao Feng is dead."

Anser, who stood beside Hitana and tilted his head to look at her expression, said so.

"..." The girl was just silent, the pressure made it difficult for her to speak.

"But you should remember that I told him that no one could take his life from me."

"Then this is an established fact, Sitana."

Under Hitana's gradually sluggish gaze, Anser untied the wide wolf cloak on his body and threw it on the ground casually. He was slender and fit with only a black dress vest and a white shirt on his upper body. Thin, Sitana could even see the shirt sleeves tense with the bulging muscles.

In the sound of mechanical praise, Gleipnir turned into a cold whip blade form.

"Get ready for lesson two, dear Sitana."

The young Hydra loosened his collar, and his brilliant blond hair fluttered freely in the cold wind, blazing like the scorching sun.

"I'll teach you the essence and soul of fighting."

As he declared, his steps were as graceful as walking towards the center of the dance floor.

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Chapter 30 Good Teacher and Good Tamer (4.7K)

Countless people are curious about Anser, or the rank of the Hydera family.

And the premise of clarifying this matter is... to truly understand what the various stages of a transcendent mean.

Is it divided by the ether stored in the body?Is it divided by the magnitude of ether that can be manipulated?Or is it simply destructive power?No, neither.

The essence of the division of extraordinary ranks is the transformation and leap of ordinary people from extraordinary.

Divided according to the most mainstream road to heaven, the first stage is to transform oneself through rituals and extraordinary items, so that the originally weak mortal body can adapt to the ether from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, paving the way to the extraordinary. [cornerstone] of the road

In the second stage, climb above this altered body, constantly tempering the tolerance and control of the ether, and in the final stage, liberate the soul bound by the physical body, achieve the perfect unity of spirit and body, and reach the throne [ Crystal Ladder] has been completed.

In the third stage, when the transformed body and the sublimated soul are perfectly united, their existence will truly be separated from ordinary people, and they can freely drive the free ether in the atmosphere, land, and oceans, and they can sway mystery without relying on rituals. [Throne] is extraordinary.

Afterwards, the scepter, the crown, and the few supremacists who really look down on the world, all the extraordinary ranks are not divided by energy level or strength, but by their essence... limit leap.

Only the transformation of the essence brings more unimaginable power to the extraordinary, and there is no sublimation brought to the self by the accumulation of power alone.

Therefore, Anser and all Hyderas were doomed when they were born. Even though they have changed from a violent beast to a creature that is indistinguishable from a human, their essence has not changed.

——From the very beginning, all Hyderas have reached the extraordinary level

the end of the abyss [the end]

Their "becoming stronger" is just taking in strength calmly and easily, until the strength matches their own rank.Even if they don't do anything and don't deliberately pursue strength, breathing every day and night will make them grow towards a mighty power comparable to the doomsday.

There are very few creatures with this characteristic in this world—the dragon clan entrenched in the Tiantu Mountains, the Sea Caller hidden deep in the deepest part of the Lost Sea, the eternal rulers of the empire, the Flame Royal Family, and... the indestructible Supreme Being. Scourge, Hydra.

The strongest of these four creatures, or races, was born to reach the end of the extraordinary road.It's just that Hydera is special and does not form an ethnic group. Each generation of Hydera will only give birth to heirs at the end of life, and there will always be only one heir.

Closer to home, Anser's extraordinary essence has always been at the end of nowhere, but his strength at present certainly cannot match his rank.

The power of Hydera stems from the different powers brought by the nine heads, and each head has a "talent" that makes all extraordinary people jealous and crazy.Anser, who has only one master head and no deed head, can be said to be the weakest Hydera ever seen from the outside.

So, how weak is he?

"Shadow jumping and shadowing, in essence, use ether to protect the self that sneaks into the shadow plane."

With one hand behind his back, Anser brandished the whip blade with the other, easily piercing the assassin leaping out from other shadows.

But just like Viscount Saofeng's punch did not cause actual damage, the assassin strangled by Gleipnir turned into shadows and scattered invisible, extremely strange.

"But this is very dangerous. Most shadow-related techniques are taboo. They don't make people crazy, but they make people die."

The blond boy with unhurried pace trembled his wrist slightly, the sharp black whip blade tore through the air, and the whistling sound was sharp.

"And the nature of the crystal stair position cannot support its existence to sneak into the shadow plane frequently. That is to say... this Mr. Assassin is completely different from the real assassin I killed yesterday, because he is not human at all."

"It's just a structure disguised as a living thing."

Whoop!

Suddenly, without warning, a section of the blade on the whip broke away and slammed into the ground in a whirl, chopping down a clump of burning grass and extinguishing the flames.

"So, if you expect him to exhaust his ether and physical strength, or try to kill the opponent, it is a wrong choice, because he is just a shadow creation of that Mr. Warlock in the distance. Before the ether of the warlock dries up, the normal method cannot be used. its obliterated."

"—Sitana."

Anser still had enough time to turn his head to look at the lonely Miss Wolf Cub: "How did you choose? Hehe... No need to answer, I can tell by your expression."

"One death." The young Hydera turned her head, ignored Sitana's bad look, and continued her teaching.

"But the threat of the shadow creation is still the most important thing. You see, with me to restrain him, Viscount Sao Feng can still compete with a heavily armored warrior with a sword and shield when he is seriously injured."

The scarred Viscount Saofeng seemed to be desperately fighting for his life, and frantically punched the warrior killer's shield, knocking him back steadily.

"So, destroying him is still the first option, but the question is... how can we kill the lifeless shadow creation?"

"Kill the warlock? They are wary of Gleipnir. If they miss, even if I can kill the crown with one shot, it's meaningless. What's more... you, as the teaching object, couldn't hit him in the first place. "

"So, keep consuming and delay until his ether is exhausted? Can you be sure how long it will take? Can you guarantee that he doesn't bring recovery potions? During this time... if the sniper goes and comes back, you what to do?"

Anser didn't hear the voice behind him, and raised two fingers without looking back: "The second death, Sitana."

"Think about it... There are indeed powerful warlocks in this world who can cast spells and kill people thousands of miles away, but if this assassin warlock has such abilities, why does he have to get so close?"

Hitana, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke. She stared at the Warlock who was standing on a high place without moving an inch, and whispered, "Casting...distance!"

"That's right, the distance, so you want to choose to change the battlefield and increase the distance?" Anser raised his eyebrows slightly, and another edge burst out from the whip blade, and it flew to nowhere.

"I……"

"Holding and hesitating, hesitating, dying for the third time." Anser interrupted Sitana, "See, although the warriors who entangled Viscount Saofeng were suppressed, they have been specialized in defense, and have always Hold him around here, are you sure you can break free from his hold?"

The young man sighed, and when the whip blade danced, he easily strangled the leaping assassin into nothingness: "Distance, distance, he is not setting fireballs at a long distance, but manipulating creations at a long distance. Even playing with puppets requires silk threads, and if this shadow Assassin's body doesn't have a manipulation core, so there must be—"

"Other casting mediums!"

Sitana, who broke free from the strange feeling, shouted loudly, and finally discovered the real treachery of this battle. She glanced at a messy fishing ground. The deflagration of the fireball, and the scattered flames.