Marcus has strong doubts and curiosity about how Inknight can escape from Lake Lothar, but it also strengthens his belief that Inknight must die.

In a moment of meeting, the two strangers have reached a surprising agreement in their thoughts, and they must kill each other.

It's a life-or-death situation.

Marcus stared at Mo Ye, his thin figure looked thinner under the cover of the robe, his fair face was clearly and secretly unable to see his expression under the dim blue light, but the momentum around his body was not weak at all.

In just a few seconds and a few short conversations, the two have completed a confrontation between momentum and coercion.

Xiao Hei stepped back a lot, the soul fire in the pale boy's eyes jumped a few times, this was no longer a battle he could participate in, the surging energy fluctuations were a burden for him, if it weren't for standing behind Mo Ye, with her as a barrier, the cold and evil aura on Marcas's body could almost swallow him.

There is no breath of a living person, is it because it is not a human or because the other party is too powerful, Xiao Hei showed a trace of doubt on his face, and then retreated a little farther.

Marcus took great pains to design Mo Ye in addition to hatred for the high-level civilization inheritance of the ancient city of Neville, and naturally there were many questions in his heart, not that he couldn't ask, but the answer could only be obtained when Mo Ye was completely suppressed and controlled by her life, with this understanding, Marcas made a move without scruples.

The scepter in Marcas's hand had now turned into liquid metal and was quickly transformed into a spear, which was obviously a high-grade weapon made of special metal.

As soon as he raised his hand, the black spear was sacrificed, and the murderous shadow of the spear shot out repeatedly.

Brush!

Millisecond velocity differentiation

One into ten, ten into hundred. Hundreds of thousands

The wind surged, and the power of the realm was divided and integrated into each spear shadow, and the coercion swept over the mountains and seas.

Without temptation or hesitation, Marcas used his ultimate move as soon as he saw it, and his killing mentality was fully revealed.

The air was filled with a stalemate that stabbed my brain.

That's too fast. The radiation range is too wide. The shadows of the guns in all directions did not leave people time to react at all, and they must not be able to dodge.

Since there is no way to avoid it, there is only one way to deal with it head-on.

The ice elemental and the wind elemental are ready to move, and the two elements gather wildly. Mo Ye reached out and held the wand, and the magic power radiated through the wand and instantly completely connected with the two elements.

Two magic structure diagrams are lit up at the same time.

Rumble!

Walls of ice rise from the ground.

The howling wind and the shadows of the guns mingled with a piercing screech, and the energy surging in the air formed a whirlpool, scattering sand and stones

If there were witnesses present, well, I am afraid that this would be the most shocking scene he had ever seen in his life, and it would also be the last scenery he had ever seen, because no ordinary person, even a warrior, could survive such an energy shock.

Xiao Hei turned into a black mist and kept retreating. The consequences of the collision of two powerful energies belonging to different saints were extremely terrifying, and the ground shook with sand and gravel. Cobwebs are full of cracks.

The wind roared

Rumble!

The ice wall blocked the attack of the gunshots, and the scattered ice slag fell one by one, crackling like hail.

Marcus pupils are constricted. Mo Ye's toughness was a little beyond expectations.

This blow was not just a quick bullet in the shadow, it was indeed a scourge that should have been eliminated a long time ago, and a wave of regret rose in Marcas's heart. Didn't meet the ink night a little earlier.

Completely destroy the genius before it grows, so that although there is less sense of achievement, it can be more interesting and convenient. It's a lot trickier now.

In that case, Marcas had made up his mind, if he had just had the slightest desire to kill Moye after obtaining the secret of the inheritance of the ancient city of Neville, then everything else was not so important now.

The importance of killing Moye itself has risen several levels.

Even if you can't get the rumored news of Neville City, you must kill Mo Ye at all costs, think about the age gap between the two, if you let Mo Ye continue to grow, it will undoubtedly leave trouble and trouble for yourself, Mo Ye must die, immediately.

At this time, Marcus regretted it, and perhaps he should have chosen some more direct means, such as simply sending a few star cannons after confirming that Moye had come to Sarthe.

Then, whether he is a saint or a demon, he has no play and can only become scum.

But it's too late, and there is no chance to regret playing the wrong card, even if you scratch your heart, you can only use what you have in your hand to continue.

Whether Marcus is a sorcerer or an adept has always been a mystery to the Covenant, as the people who actually fought him are dead, and the dead can't tell the truth, so it's a mystery.

The ice wall collapsed under the onslaught of countless guns.

That's the opportunity.

The black cloak of unknown material on Marcas's body was moving downward, and if you looked closely, you could see that the cloak was made up of small black dots gathered together.

Mo Ye noticed the flowing black dots, as well as the scorching energy fluctuations around him.

Because the psychic power induction was interfered with by the special substance of the Sarth Star, Mo Ye could not clearly sense the fluctuations of Marcus's mental power.

But between the blurs, there was a trace of doubt in Mo Ye's eyes, and just as those black dots flowed, he sensed countless mental power fluctuations that were the same but seemed to be different in an instant.

The feeling was fleeting, vague, and inky night could not be determined.

It doesn't seem to be that important at the moment.

The small black dots gathered like a tide of morning ink and night, as if endless.

The light bulb in Mo Ye's mind suddenly lit up, and it seemed to be some kind of creature.

As the black dots got closer to the night, the clearer they were, the more corrosive and devouring these things were strange creatures, perhaps parasite-like.

Cannibalism of flesh and blood, leaving behind white bones.

The evil qi around him seemed to be heavier, and it could almost be condensed into substance, and strong negative spiritual energy erupted from Marcas's body.

These black parasites weren't Marcas' awakened abilities, but they were one of his most brutal combat weapons.

A strong murderous aura, strong energy fluctuations. As a result, the space energy has been suppressed in a wide range.

This does pose a certain degree of obstacle to the use of space magic.

Black unknown creatures poured into their nests, almost close to the skin of the ink night.

But

The black vortex in Mo Ye's eyes began to spin, faster and faster, and the black infected almost everything.

A small crack was torn open in the space in front of him, and then this small black dot began to expand rapidly, rotating and compressing, and the surrounding spatial energy was violently distorted.

The black dot expands into a sphere in a matter of seconds.

The small black void that can be held in the palm of the hand has unparalleled terrifying power, and the small black dots that rush to the face like a tide are subjected to a strong devouring ability.

A devouring vortex was formed before the black hole.

Marcus looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. Black hole. It was actually a black hole, and he had to use all his strength to resist the black hole's devouring ability.

No. How is it possible for humans to grasp the power of black holes, this is just a similar imitation.

Marcas's judgment cannot be said to be wrong, because it is indeed difficult for humans to control a black hole, but it is in the realm of ink night. She can create and control black holes.

After all, the domain is an incomplete small world, whose territory is in charge!

"No"

Marcas's eyes burned more and more fiercely in the cold storm. More than half of the black dots were dragged into the black hole.

It's a showdown between two powerful forces.

Mo Ye continues to output spiritual power and magic power, expanding the influence of the black hole, although it is only swallowed by the black hole and there is a lot less painful punishment, but this is undoubtedly a fast and effective way to control the enemy.

However, Marcas's strength was much stronger than the two Sages who had faced each other in the Weilan Empire before.

Marcas confronts the powerful devouring power of the black hole domain. The black spots around the body were peeled off little by little, revealing most of the face, without flesh and blood. There is only the face of Sensen's bones.

Not only the face, but also the body. Except for the part wrapped in clothes, the left arm is also a pair of white bone claws.

Mo Ye's eyes narrowed a little, so could this be the white bone spirit mentioned in the teacher's story?

Burst~~

Your Excellency, you're distracted again!

It turns out that it really isn't human, Marcus does have some non-human meaning, of course the white bone spirit can't be, is it a mutated skeleton warrior, Mo Ye couldn't help but think about it a little more.

Speculation doesn't stop, and so do attacks.

The Black Hole Realm couldn't hold on for long, and he couldn't kill his opponent in seconds, and Mo Ye wondered whether to do it again or choose another way.

At this time, Marcus stared at Mo Ye, and the face that was only half white with only bones in it showed an angry and contemptuous smile, "You think you can kill me like this, it's too naïve." ”

The forces of the two realms are fighting each other, the black hole realm is not a real black hole after all, and the bird king is a very strong opponent.

The black qi around Marcas's body became thicker and thicker, and his strength was vigorous, and the cold and bloody evil qi went up to a new level.

Field!

This is the realm of Marcas, and Mo Ye suddenly realized.

This is a man who walks in the direction of killing, those who suppress the space around them, resisting the devouring of the black hole.

The evil gas turned into substance, and a storm swept in.

The two fields collide!

Bang!

This is the collision of domain forces, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and no one can retreat at this time, and retreating often means losing the rhythm of control of the battle.

The black hole realm is indeed awesome, but the mental power is consumed, and just when Mo Ye was about to drink the medicine and do it again, he suddenly felt that something not so good had happened.

The rotation speed of the spiritual power core suddenly accelerated, and the spiritual power poured out like a flood, but the flow was not in the black hole realm, but

Magic Pet Space!

At this moment, His Excellency Master has an urge to roll his eyes, after sleeping for so long, it is not good to wake up at any time, even if it is a day earlier or a day later, but what are you doing at this time!

Damn, it had to be stopped.

Marcas wasted most of his energy in order to resist the devouring of the black hole, enduring the pain of the flesh and blood on the other side, and the strong devouring power of the black hole was difficult to win even if he resisted with all his heart.

Growing tired and unable to resist, Marcus noticed the sudden change in the ink night, and slammed his gun into the ground with both hands.

The spear was deep into the ground, forming a huge circular crater with a radius of 100 meters around Marcas, full of cracks, and even the slag was swallowed up by the black hole.

Marcus looked at Mo Ye with a cold and smug smile, "It's really amazing, but now that the hole cards have been opened, do you still have the ability to change the ending?"

Although I don't know why, the sudden unnatural pause of the ink night was seen by Marcus, and this was a great opportunity.

Mo Ye's spiritual power was terrifying at this time, and he thought in his heart that he really couldn't simply pin his hopes on the black hole realm when fighting with his peers, and he could only win by surprise, after all, the time was too short.

The important thing is that the magic pet space suddenly woke up and entered the early stage of advanced breakthrough.

You must know that every advancement of a high-level alien beast is tantamount to an evolution, and it is also a test of life and death, especially the advanced saint level.

A few minutes may be a small game.

Marcas's smile stiffened as he realized that Murya wasn't paying attention to him at all, that he had been ignored and ignored during the battle.

It was a big mistake by his opponent, but Marcas didn't feel any pleasure, only insulted.

Mo Ye couldn't take care of Marcas at all, the situation of the bricks was very dangerous, and he had to be released to complete the last step of the advancement.

"Roar~~"

A long howl resounded through the sky, and the earth shook, this was the painful roar of the brick uncle.

Marcus raised his head in shock, and a huge shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, and the behemoth that fell from the sky was looking up to the sky and roaring, and the coercion contained in the beast's roar made all the strange beasts nearby crawl on the ground and tremble, this is not only the suppression of blood, but also the suppression of rank.

Marcus shuddered a few times at the deafening roar of the beast.

Then the behemoth bowed its head, and Marcus met his eyes with golden vertical eyes, those cold eyes like looking at an ant that had intruded into the human world.

The contemptuous look in his eyes burned with rage.

Angry!

At this time, the aura is really full of aura.

It was as if the surrounding area had turned into a blood-colored earth, the ground was full of flowing red liquid, and the ears were filled with countless miserable and miserable screams, and the smell of blood was all between the snorts.

is worthy of being a perverted leader, even the realm is so bloody and ferocious, this is simply the embodiment of a perverted bloody imagination, and the attack power of the bloody thorns of such a person will be greatly weakened, because those pains are just nutrients in Marcas's opinion.

The bricks rolled in the air in pain, and the emotions that had become agitated from the pain after being swept into the bloody realm of Marcus were even more intense, accompanied by a roar that was higher than the other

Mo Ye's spiritual power was also quickly consumed, and Uncle Brick was indeed a professional owner of the pit, and it would not change for fifty years, and the advanced saint level would also choose the time and place.

Can't you wait for me to finish the fight or say hello after the fight?

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