Human account is forced to full level

Whether it's the astonishing pillar of fire that rises and burns, or the boulders that are about to be burned to pieces by the high temperature, under the eyes of Wei Wei, the old ghost, who seemed to see something unbelievable... .

Completely still.

"Energy maximization devour..."

Gavan sighed helplessly and said in a low voice.

"Particles move at rest."

Chapter 63: Can you suppress my forced calm

"The consumption of this trick...is unexpectedly large."

Jiafan, who appeared 30 meters away from Hongwan out of thin air, shook his head with a dazed look.

In almost an instant just now, the cells in his body had already stored a lot of energy, and they were almost squeezed dry.

Three seconds ago, with Jiafan as the center point, a spherical area with a radius of 50 meters, whether it was the raging black flame, the red pill that was about to face it with a knife, or the microorganisms in the underground soil.

They all stood still for an instant.

It seems to be separated from the outside world, completely turning into two worlds.

Objects stop moving here, thinking is completely frozen here, and even the passage of time on the physical level is temporarily pressed the pause button here.

The only active exception here is Gavan himself.

The effect was astonishing, but after the movement of the particles with a radius of 50 meters was completely stagnated, especially after the red pill that exploded the whole body's magic essence, Jiafan himself was almost emptied directly, but fortunately, there was a sentence about energy maximization devouring in advance Temporary overdraft.

However, this shocking scene in the eyes of outsiders only lasted for two seconds after all.

Gavan didn't have time to do anything, so he couldn't hold back and used space to force the movement in advance and disappeared in place.

Now, time resumed its flow.

"Chong-"

The next moment, the Taidao swung down with terrifying force, directly cut through the hard ground, creating a crack more than [-] meters long.

Benimaru himself was also taken aback by this.

"It just felt... weird?"

He stood up straight with the Taidao in his hand, first glanced at Gavan who was 30 meters away and finally avoided his slash, and then looked at the wave of black flames he released around him with a puzzled expression.

"The total amount is less than half, and I can't get it back. When did it happen?"

And Jiafan looked at Hongwan in the distance, waved away the remaining black flames that were burning with his magic essence, looked at him again, and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead speechlessly.

After using the sub-space to forcefully move just now, the remaining energy in his body has finally been completely exhausted. If he continues to fight, he can only rely on his pure mental strength for the time being.

Alas, he will be very tired in this way, okay?

Gavan sighed softly, he didn't like the tired feeling of possible sudden death, but...

Just now, he suddenly had another whimsical idea.

Looking down at his open palm, Gavan thought for a while, and finally tried to say.

"Black flame."

The next moment, the pitch-black flame that could incinerate everything really appeared in his hands out of thin air, and even this time it didn't make him feel the scorching heat.

This cluster of black flames looks almost the same as the one that Hongwan released before.

And this also made Benimaru, who noticed this scene in the distance, widen his eyes slightly, and for the first time there was even a touch of astonishment in his originally calm eyes.

It seemed that he couldn't believe what he saw.

But Gavan himself, who caused this scene, didn't have so many thoughts.

"Damn...so cheating."

Gavan stared at the cluster of black flames in his hand, his eyes filled with speechlessness.

He felt it for a while, the power of the thing he summoned out of thin air should be at most half of the original version, and the consumption...

Gavan, who was already starting to feel tired, showed a motherly expression on his face.

Although he has long imagined that he should be able to imitate and reproduce the special ability used by others after seeing it, and now taking advantage of this rare opportunity, he has indeed successfully realized it. imagine.

But at this moment, Gavan only had one thought.

Not cost-effective.

"Oh, forget it, let's think about it later."

Jiafan, who was too lazy to entangle himself, looked at Hongwan, raised his arm, pointed his fingers forward, and made a pistol gesture, and the cluster of black flames also moved with his thoughts, and automatically gathered in front of his fingertips.

"Energy concentration, condensation, automatic aiming, highest speed."

Gavan calmly looked at Benimaru holding the knife, and said.

"shooting."

"Whoosh-"

Then, the black flame that had been condensed into a two-centimeter-diameter ball at the fingertips disappeared from Jiafan's sight in an instant.

In the air, a straight black thin line was drawn, and the terrifying high temperature carried by the condensed black flame ball even distorted the air, and this speed...

Too late to stop!

Benimaru, who barely captured the trajectory of the black flame ball's shooting with his dynamic vision, instantly judged this point with his red pupils shrinking.

And just when he wanted to cover his body surface with black flames and cooperate with multi-layer barriers to directly resist.

A white figure appeared suddenly.

Then the simple long knife was swung out at some point, and slowly returned to its sheath at this time.

"Chong-"

The black flame ball, which had almost reached three times the speed of sound, was cut in half as if it were a solid body, and then turned into two clusters of black flames that slowly dissipated in midair.

"Let's stop here for this discussion. If the fight continues, it will be difficult for both sides to stop."

And looking at the old voice that appeared in the field, Benimaru, who was ready to be completely serious, also retracted the sword, and couldn't help but scream.

"Old Bai."

"Well, Benimaru, what you want to 'see' should have been observed through battle."

Bai Lao nodded slightly to him, and then looked at Jiafan who looked so tired that I was tired, the corners of his mouth curled up.

After the opponent used the move similar to the time stop, there was every chance that he could send a key move to Benimaru that would determine the outcome, or even seriously injure him, but in the end he chose to back away.

This alone is enough to make Bai Lao feel kind to him.

"Brother Jiafan, you can call me Bai Lao when we meet for the first time."

"Hello, Bai Lao."

Seeing the old ghost who suddenly appeared, Jiafan also dismissed the idea of ​​continuing to fight, touched the back of his head, and smiled back with the same kindness. He didn't care that his attack was blocked by the opponent, but asked tentatively.

"Well, I want to make sure that this sparring is over, right? If the fight continues, I won't be able to take it anymore."

"Huohaha, little brother Jiafan, you are a little humble, but the discussion is indeed over."

Bai Lao stroked his beard, nodded with a smile, then glanced at the grove beside him, and said.

"And there are other people present, so it would be inappropriate to continue the fight."

other people?

Gavan was surprised by this statement, and then changed the direction of Bai Lao's gaze, and turned his head to look at it.

As a result, he saw a burly man in a pitch-black battle armor standing under a small forest, with two huge swords that were as tall as a man standing behind him, looking at it quietly.

This somewhat unfamiliar image made Jiafan stunned for a moment, and then quickly guessed who the other party was.

After glancing at the position of the red dot on the virtual panel to confirm, he also shouted speechlessly.

"Fong Squirrel, why are you here? Didn't you take Limuru to the hot spring?"

"Oh, did you recognize me directly?"

The flying squirrel, who originally wanted to have a sense of mystery, also responded with a little surprise, and then prepared to walk out of the grove, while replying.

"It was like this, but in the middle of the soak, that guy Limuru suddenly seemed to sense some danger, and he jumped and left in a panic, and he couldn't stop him."

When mentioning this matter, Momonga's tone was a little helpless, which made him not interested in continuing to hang out. After all, without slime, he always felt that something was missing.

"Then I went out and walked around. After sensing the movement here, I came here curiously to have a look."

Said, Momonga was hiding in the eye sockets of the skull under the helmet at this time, still revealing some surprise.

The other party just used a trick similar to "Time Stop", and he was completely aware of it. This is the highest tenth-level magic. I didn't expect Jiafan to be able to release it.

And it was done purely by "language", which was beyond the capabilities of Demiurge's ruling spell.

Thinking of this, Momonga was even more surprised. Mingming Jiafan looked so weak, but in some respects he was even better than the guardian of the stratum representing the highest combat power in the Great Underground Tomb.

Although the strength of ability is still not enough, this diversity...

At this time, Momonga suddenly came up with an idea again, an idea that he couldn't ask his subordinates for help.

Moreover, as soon as this idea appeared, Momonga couldn't help but implement it, and at the same time felt extra apprehensive and a little bit of anticipation.

So, when he came to Gavan who had an expression of I dislike you for some reason, Momonga looked down at him and hesitated for a while.

In the end, the tone was rare and somewhat hopeful, and he directly expressed his plea.

"Gavan...can you suppress my 'Forced Calmness'?"

Chapter 64: Are We Friends?

"Flying, flying squirrel, your uncle's."

On the street, being carried on the back by a flying squirrel in black armor, the exhausted Gavan endured the strange gazes of the residents on the street, and at the same time he was also enduring the dizziness and nausea after being overwhelmed.

"I'm sorry, Gavan, I didn't expect this to cause you such a great consumption." Momonga said with a little apology in his tone.

Although it still sounds a little flat, but I don't know if it's an illusion, but the emotion contained in his voice seems to have become a little richer.

"And... thank you very much."

"There is nothing to thank, and it's not to help you completely solve this problem."

Gavan rolled his eyes angrily, shook his head and said indifferently: "Your race passively "forces calmness", I have exhausted all my mental power, so I can only temporarily suppress the part for you, The duration...about six hours at most."

It's a little uncertain, after a rough estimate based on my intuition, Gavan gave a conclusion, and at the same time, his temples felt more swollen.

Ah, so uncomfortable.

Momonga, I'll fuck your uncle.

"That's enough."

The flying squirrel who didn't know what Jiafan was thinking, but at this time, his voice revealed some emotions, he felt that his heart was full of joy, even though he was still instinctively eliminated by this skeleton body, but... ...

He still really felt the fact that he was having fun.

"It's really enough, I'm very satisfied, even if it's only six hours, it's enough to enjoy the banquet that everyone prepared next... Gavan, is there anything I can do for you? I want to thank you in return."

"Uh, no need, thank you or something... Hey, wait a minute." Gavan, who was about to refuse speechlessly, suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked curiously, "Fong Squirrel, do you have something similar?" Doll' props?"

"Puppet?" Momonga looked at Gavan sideways in surprise, but the hard helmet accidentally knocked the other's forehead, "Ah, sorry."

"Hiss—no, it's all right."

Jiafan said that he didn't care, but his eyes were full of the meaning that I despise you. After organizing his words, he said again.

"Literally, it is a puppet prop with a human appearance. It doesn't need any special functions. It only needs to have the physical function of an ordinary person. It has a certain degree of subjective consciousness that can act on its own. The appearance can be changed into my appearance. Do you have such a doll, Momonga?"

"Yes, I have."

"Sure enough... I'll go, there really is!" Jiafan was slightly startled.

"My friend Bubble Teapot used to make similar props and gave me a lot of them. Those things are still eating ashes in my storage space. I really can't think of what they can be used for. After all, they are not only weak , the level of artificial intelligence is really urgent.”

After recalling it for a while, Momonga asked doubtfully, "Gafan, why do you want such a thing?"

"Go to school for me." Gavan replied weakly.