Chapter 685: A Battle of Fate?

Next to the screaming woods, the Muse looked at Richard and asked in confirmation, "You killed Gasol?"

"Yes. Richard responded, the expression on his face not fluctuating.

"Heh, that's really interesting. The muse said, looking Richard up and down seriously, "Do you know that Gasol is the most powerful person under my command?" Although I hate him very much, I have to admit that none of my people can defeat him, let alone kill him, except for me.

And he actually died in your hands, if it weren't for some special spells on his body, it can almost be said that he died quietly, which obviously shows that your strength is much stronger than him.

It is worth mentioning that a powerful person like you was not discovered by us in advance, and it was not within the scope of our plan, which was an unexpected factor. If I don't come in time, if I can't get rid of you in time, maybe our plan will be the same as the last time, and there will be major mistakes, resulting in the effect of the plan being far lower than expected. ”

"Last time?" Richard raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you referring to the Dark Blue Castle Exchange Conference?"

"Well, the Deep Blue Castle Exchange Conference? you-know?" the muse was stunned for a moment, then realized something, and his face changed slightly, "Could it be ......?"

The muse's expression gradually became a little exciting, staring at Richard seriously, staring at it for a long time, slowly nodding, and muttering to himself: "Yes, yes, it must be like this." The impact of unexpected factors like yours is generally chained, and because of this, every time our organization has such a situation, we will work hard to find out and solve it. This time you killed Gasol, then it is not impossible for you to kill Butcher at the Deep Blue Keep Exchange Conference before. In that case, you killed the people who died on the shores of Lake Taklamakan in the first place, right?"

"Actually, I didn't do it, there was another place to kill them. Richard said truthfully, "Of course, if you really investigate the root cause, it can also be said that I killed it." ”

"Okay, okay, just admit it. The muse stared at Richard, and then thought of something, "That'...... And what about Florent?"

"Florent?"

"Yes, Florent. In Florentine, we have also had a lot of deaths, and we have not been able to investigate clearly, did you do it?"

"Florent, well, I did kill your people in Florent, but it doesn't seem to be many, at least not as many as at the Deep Blue Castle Exchange Conference. Richard said.

"That's enough!" shouted the muse, his eyes wide as he stared at Richard, and suddenly laughed, "Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!" Muse laughed, "Funny, so funny, I really didn't expect that from the beginning, you were sabotaging our plans all the way up to now." You're strong, better than a lot of people, you're cunning, not at all like an ordinary idiot, and most importantly, you're going to work against us specifically - I guessed right, you deliberately waited until now, chose to meet me this way, and then fight me in a fateful battle?

Hahaha, I have to say, I kind of like you and the way you do things. I'm tired of dealing with fools who don't have the strength at all, they can hurt me, but they can't fatally wound me at all, and the fight is not a pleasure at all. Only an opponent like you, who is strong, cunning, and stoic until the end, is worthy of my full fight. Come on, let me see your strength, let me see you, your true strength!"

When the words fell, a huge momentum suddenly erupted from the muse's body, like a torrent, destroying the ancient and sweeping everything.

The air in a radius of more than ten meters around shook endlessly, and the moisture in the air was shaken out and rose, turning into a straight pillar of clouds, straight into the sky.

The trees throughout the Screaming Grove shook and shook as if they were trembling with fear. The earth was centered on the muse, and dense spiderweb-like cracks appeared, spreading in all directions, as if it could not bear the weight of the muse's body at this time.

The muse stood in place, not making any movements, but in Richard's eyes, it was as if he saw a giant standing up slowly—with his head up to the sky, his feet on the ground, and his momentum was incomparable!

Richard had to admit that the muse standing in front of him at this time was the strongest enemy he had ever seen.

Richard realized a little, there are dozens or dozens of people like this, and no matter how powerful the wizarding organization is, it can't fight against it. If it were more, it would not be difficult at all to destroy the Black Spirit Empire, which had unified the East Coast in the first place.

But...... Richard looked at the powerful muse in front of him, but he was unusually calm, and his face did not show a trace of fear - not in disguise, but really not afraid.

With one hand still holding the injured Pandora, Richard tilted his head slightly, squinting at the Muse. Thinking of what Muse had said before, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said with some amusement: "The battle of fate? Do you think that we are waiting for you here, and we want to fight with you in order to complete the battle of fate?" Heh, in my opinion, under normal circumstances, the place I came from, children over ten years old should not have similar thoughts.

Heroes sympathize with each other? The battle between the strong and the strong is left to the end? All things must be twists and turns, ups and downs, beginning and end, and after countless foreshadowings, they must reach the final climax and complete the ultimate battle of being evenly matched, fierce, life and death, and finally winning with difficulty?

Actually, I didn't think that way at all. From the beginning, I didn't think about this fight, and I still haven't thought about it. Right now, I just feel a little angry, a little bit of a catharsis. As for you, well, maybe strong, but ......"

"That's it. Richard whispered the last words, reached out, and pointed the gloves he was wearing at the muse.

The muse frowned, still thinking about Richard's words, and after thinking about it, his eyes fell on the metal gloves that Richard was wearing.

What is it?

Muse was puzzled, and then her eyes widened suddenly, and an inexplicable chill grew from the soles of her feet, quickly spread to the top of her head, and spread all over her body.

The muse struck a spirit, an emotion that was about to be forgotten, flooding from the deepest part of the heart.

That emotion is called ...... Fear.

Yes, fear!

This is?

The muse's reason controlled his body to rush forward, ready to attack Richard, but instinctively tried desperately to stop this behavior, wanting to turn and run away.

Muse felt a sudden confusion in her brain, a tingling pain, and in the confusion, stinging, she saw light coming out of the metal gloves on Richard's hands.

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