Chainsaw Man, the Fire Demon of the Contract Holy Lord

He has already said that he is not a heroic figure.He is lazy, vulgar, and narrow-minded... Now that he has been caught in the rain, he will naturally pull Daolong's umbrella off!Let him get wet in the rain together!

I cannot be allowed to be disgusted by the Holy Lord alone!Daolon, you should follow us too!

Of course, the main reason is to keep Daolong once and for all.

"Magic suppressor...?"

Daolong lowered his head and looked at his staff. The shadow covered his expression. Only the cold and hoarse voice came along the wind: "It is not one-way... Within this barrier, your magic will also be blocked." Trapped.”

"Of course." Su Tang did not deny it, and nodded generously: "You came too suddenly, and the time left for me to deal with it was too short. Naturally, I can't modify the thing made by this Holy Lord, but …”

"You should know which one of us suffers more."

As a black energy mage, Daolong has lived a long time and knows a lot, and he has endless ways to save his life. In the animation, even though his magic ability was abolished by his father and he was imprisoned in prison, he still relied on his knowledge to mix ingredients and cast magic. It can be said that in this world without Dad, he can already be regarded as the No. 1 magic under the Holy Lord.

Su Tang, a Saint who has not yet awakened, is naturally a little behind Daolong in terms of magic.

So what to do?

Yes!Just to suppress the magic of Daolon!Forcibly bring his magic ability to the same level as his own!This might give you a chance to give it a try!

"Haha, you want to keep me."

Daolong chuckled twice in a hoarse voice, and his body turned into a ball of black energy again and disappeared: "It's simply a wishful thinking."

Su Tang stood there, smiling and saying nothing.

next moment.

boom--!

A violent crash.

The green light of the barrier was strong, forcing the black energy out of the void, and bounced back several meters.

Daolon appeared again, with several blood marks on his face. He was panting heavily and looked miserable.

"Daolong, don't bother thinking about escaping."

Su Tang smiled, his expression calmed down, and he said quietly: "This space has been sealed, even teleportation, even trying to sneak out of the Shadow Kingdom, is absolutely impossible. The deeper you dive, the stronger the bounce back from the barrier."

"I believe you have experienced it just now."

Daolong took a deep breath, adjusted his breath, and said nothing.

Su Tang didn't care, and just said to himself: "Daolong, you are also a senior in the magic world. Although there have been some unpleasantness between us, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

"Hand over the flower cards that can be used to remove and find the mask, and then tell me what you know about the ancient sacrificial magic that seals the Holy Lord, and I can let you..."

"What? Can you let me leave?" Daolong laughed sinisterly.

Su Tang raised his eyebrows and said, "Our common enemy now is the Holy Lord, why not?"

"Hehe..."

Daolong used his voice as if it had been scratched by a dead branch, and sneered: "Don't think that I don't know anything because I have been in seclusion for too long... You made a contract with the Holy Lord before. Do you think I will still believe what you say? Promise?"

"..."

Su Tang opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Because everything Daolong said... seems to be true.

As we all know, the Holy Lord does not keep his promises.And he who has made a contract with the Holy Lord does not seem to be very trustworthy in terms of credibility.

The most important thing is that he really had no intention of letting Daolong go just now.After all, this is Daolong. It is no exaggeration to say that, except for the Holy Lord, he is the most normal villain in "The Adventures of Jackie Chan".Both the old silver coin ability and the magical ability are too dangerous.

Naturally, Su Tang couldn't just let the tiger go back to the mountain. ,

He sighed and gave up his plan of making peace.

If you want to get the ancient magic that Lope sealed with the Holy Lord, then let's fight!

With this thought flashing through his mind, Su Tang's figure had already arrived behind Daolong, and he struck down hard with the staff in his hand!

Smashed into a slowly disappearing afterimage.

"Since I can't escape, then I will..."

"Kill it out!"

A hoarse and cold voice came from the side, and a purple-black vortex appeared out of thin air.

Daolong's eyes were sinister, he waved his staff and shouted: "Come out!"

boom--!

The ground is shaking!

With a roar, a thick hand touched the edge of the whirlpool.Then, something that looked like a giant ogre from mythology came out carrying a hammer.

About four meters high.His head almost touched the ceiling, and his body was as wide as four or five adults.

The body was covered in black body hair, exuding the aura of blood and death.

Su Tang narrowed his eyes.

It is indeed a Daolong.Dark creatures of this strength can be summoned even when magic is suppressed.

In addition, the magic circle of the Holy Lord can seal the space, but can't it prevent the effect of summoning magic?

Roar--

Hitting the ground with a hammer, the ogre's eyes were blood red, and he rushed towards Su Tang under the instruction of Daolong.

There was a rumble and the ground shook.

Just taking two steps back and forth, it was already in front of Su Tang.

The hand that wasn't holding the hammer swooped down and grabbed Su Tang like a giant cage.

hum.

The magic shield that was instantly raised blocked the ogre's attack. Su Tang's body floated in the air, and righteousness rolled out of the Saint's staff.

But in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a majestic cloud, floating above the ogre, almost touching its scalp.

Turquoise thunder and lightning swam among them, flashing with frightening light, causing the air pressure in the entire training room to stagnate.

Like a python moving back and forth, a green dragon moving!

The ogre's head was forced to bow down, and his body trembled unconsciously under the pressure of the calamity.

When Daolong saw this scene, his eyes narrowed, his expression a little surprised, and then there was unwillingness and jealousy hidden in his wrinkles.

"Your talent is really beyond my imagination... The last time I saw you, you were still in a coma because you used fire to burn your soul. Now you can actually cast such a powerful spell."

"If I give you some more time..."

Su Tang was floating in the air, with thunder and lightning in front of him and the howling wind behind him.

The Saint Seiya Staff was held in his hand, like a scepter that commanded all things, shining with an incomparable blue light.

The black robe stirred in the wind and made a hunting sound.

He glanced at Daolong on the ground, his eyes slightly narrowed.

He whispered softly: "Fall."

!

The world was shaken!

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The thunder and lightning floating above the ogre's head rumbled and fell down!

This blow was like divine punishment!

Great light!

The billowing air waves rushed around. Denjizi, who had been paying attention to this place, instantly felt his eyes hurt. His field of vision was completely white and he could not see anything.

Even my ears were buzzing, and the whole world was dizzy and blurry.

Vaguely, she seemed to feel someone grabbing her arm and walking back.

The steps were very hasty, a bit like the voice of an old woman.

"You... are crazy... hurry up... retreat..."

Just as the intermittent sound ended, the next moment, a large piece of purple-black light burst out in Denjiko's eyes.

She couldn't see specific people or objects, and could only see that the world in front of her seemed to be divided into two parts - one side was the roaring cyan lightning, and the other was the ever-filling purple mist.

There were constant ping-ping-pong-pong sounds at the junction of the two, and waves of air rolled in, lifting the alloy bricks on the ground, flying three feet high, and hitting the wall heavily.

A few US dollar bills and gold built a small shelter, huddled in the most remote corner of the training room.

Valon and his party called Lesai and Denjiko in and hurriedly blocked the gap, leaving only a small gap.

"Aha... When did that guy Su Tang become so strong! I was almost blown away by him!"

Pava patted his chest. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, his expression suddenly changed. He patted his thigh and said, "It's broken! It's not good! My breast pad fell to the ground!"

After saying that, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have revealed some big secret, and immediately covered her mouth and pretended to be nonchalant.

But no one else noticed her at this time.

Only the second son of Electronics screamed and howled.

Weapon Man's powerful self-healing ability allowed her vision and hearing to gradually recover, and she shouted loudly: "Woman! If you can, just pat your own thigh! Why are you patting mine?!"

"Shh."

There was something twitching like a tumor on Lesai's neck, which seemed to be a new head.

She raised her index finger, pressed her eyes tightly against the gap, and said solemnly: "The result of the battle... seems to be coming out."

boom--!

In the center where the purple light and the green light met, the two staffs collided together, making the sound of Huang Zhong Dalu, and then quickly withdrew, followed by lightning and fog.

A figure flew out backwards.

"puff."

Su Tang used his forearms to support his body on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the Daolon slowly falling from the air.

At this time, Daolong was not in a good condition either. His body was covered with scorch marks from being struck by lightning, his gorgeous robe was in tatters, and the barrier supported by magic was flickering frequently, as if it might be extinguished at any time.

But he was still standing after all.

After coughing a few times, he looked down at Su Tang condescendingly, with a trace of sternness on his wrinkled old face.

"Saint Seiya, cough... So what if you plot me into this barrier... Even if the magic is suppressed, the remaining part is still enough for me to defeat you."

buzz-

Purple-black mist filled Su Tang's limbs, firmly fixing them to the floor.

The Saint Seiya's staff also clicked and rolled to the side.

Slowly exhaling a breath, Daolong did not land, but turned his head to look at the gold banknote shelter in the other corner.

A somewhat cold look appeared on his face.

"Su Tang, for the sake of balancing the righteousness and blackness of this world, I will spare your life and not kill you, but as the price for ambush me, these of your men will die in hell!"

As he spoke, he waved his staff, and purple-black light gradually condensed on the head of the staff.

But suddenly he heard a cough on the ground.

It's Su Tang.

He couldn't move his limbs, but he could barely lift his head, and a smile appeared on his pale face.

"Daolong, cough cough... I admit that you are more skilled in magic... cough cough... but have you ever heard a word... cough?"

"what?"

Daolong said subconsciously, and then he saw a square box appearing on Su Tang's waist and abdomen.

With a click, it turned into a belt.

"That is……"

"My lord, times have changed!"

Om-!