"Of course!"

Miss Merry chuckled softly, as if she had taken it for granted.

"I want to kill you now than I want to help you!"

Dean's palm once again gripped the hilt of the [Wind Thorn], and his gaze began to wander between the neck and heart of the other party, as if judging where to start.

"Really? I don't mind dying again, but are you sure you'll be able to handle the moment in front of you? My body is the body of a real Miss Merry, and if this body is fatally wounded, Miss Merry will also suffer irreversible damage! And, what do you think Count Merry would have thought when he saw this? ”

'Miss Merry' said slowly.

However, Dean seemed a little unconcerned, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and moreover, it seemed more and more intense.

"Are you looking for a flaw in the [Nine Deaths of the Substitute]?"

Miss Merry looked at Dean, who was reluctant to make a move, but was full of murderous intent, and immediately guessed the reason why Dean didn't do anything.

Suddenly, the 'Miss Merry' let out a chuckle—

"Do you think you can do it? Come on, aim here! ”

Miss Merry' laughed with the slightest hint of sarcasm, and she pointed to her neck and took a slow step forward.

Dean didn't do anything.

Suddenly, Miss Merry smiled, very proudly.

However, just as this smile bloomed, Dean drew his sword.

Boom!

[Wind Thorn] With a crisp unsheathed sound, a cold light flashed through the room.

The blade of the sword swept across the opponent's neck.

"You—You're ......"

Miss Merry looked at Dean in disbelief, as if she didn't understand why Dean really dared to use his sword.

Laugh at!

There was a faint sound like a balloon leaking. Ringing from the neck of 'Miss Merry'. And a faint smoke spilled out of it.

Call!

Flames rise from the Swift Thorn of the Wind. Straight through the smoke.

However, the smoke was an illusion, and the flames had no effect at all.

And, of course, Frost!

When the frost-wrapped [Wind Thorn] swept past the smoke, the faint smoke was not stopped in the slightest at all, and it entered the body of 'Miss Merry' like this.

Dean looked at the wound on the other man's neck and began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's just two breaths. Miss Merry's chest rose and fell again.

"Dean. Willing. Zelgaon! ”

When Miss Merry opened her eyes, the first thing she said was Dean's name.

It's just that it's the kind that gnashes its teeth.

Dean's answer was to swing his sword again.

The [Nine Deaths of Substitutes] is undoubtedly mysterious and magical, but Dean does not believe that such a secret transmission will have no flaws - except for the restrictions of the nine deaths, there must be others.

Dean is so convinced.

And, even if it's nine deaths?

Kill each other nine times in a row, and that's it!

Clang!

The blade of the [Swift Wind Thorn] was blocked by a translucent figure, sending out a metallic striking. And in the hands of the translucent figure, two translucent blades were rapidly taking shape.

Meantime. In the room, air currents began to flow rapidly.

It's like a rushing river, and the next moment, it becomes tangible.

Gray, silky luster.

And Dean, who was in the room, felt that his whole body was stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to get out, and the long sword in his hand was like ten thousand catties, and he couldn't move.

"You want to kill me again?"

'Miss Merry' asked coldly.

"What do you say?"

Dean replied with a sneer, and his attention was focused on the translucent figure—

The translucent figure had limbs and drive, but no features, replaced by a gray vortex.

A layer of substance-like aura emanated from the gray vortex and filled the room, and the rotation of the gray vortex would drive the other gray air currents in the room every time.

The pressure on Dean grew heavier.

"Gold? No, it's not...... Similar to the gold level! ”

Dean felt the pressure and came to the above conclusion.

It's not gold-level momentum suppression, but the ability to suppress some momentum.

Dean's gaze was fixed on the gray air currents in the translucent humanoid features.

This is where the other party's ability originates.

"I wanted to have a good talk with you...... However, I find that the situation we are in is more suitable for communication - Lord Zelgaon, is he looking for the weakness of my 'atmospheric puppet'? That's right, it's the place you see, and if you break it, my 'atmospheric puppet' will disappear!" ”

Miss Merry smiled again, as if all the hatred she had just had had been illusory and unreal.

Even, Dean couldn't sense a trace of resentment and killing intent in the other party's body.

However, Dean clearly remembered the appearance of the other party's gritted teeth before.

"Come on, let me see your prowess - I can only resurrect three times in a short time, you have already killed me twice, and once more, your purpose has been achieved!"

Miss Merry said with a smile.

At the same time, the gray air in the room was stunned, and the pressure on Dean suddenly decreased.

However, Dean didn't do it in the first place.

Dean cautiously looked at the 'Miss Merry' in front of him and the 'atmospheric puppet' standing beside the other party, the killing intent in his eyes was not reduced, but there was more scrutiny.

Dean wouldn't believe the other party's words at all.

The revenge of killing is already incompatible, and if you still believe the words of the other party, it will really be stupid.

The other party is definitely planning something, so he will take the initiative to attack.

Dean is convinced. But what exactly. Dean was a little unsure.

"Dean. What are you waiting for? I'm ready to wait for you to kill me for the third time...... Don't worry, I won't fight back! ”

Miss Merry walked slowly towards Dean.

One-step, two-step, three-step......

Miss Merry and Dean were just a stone's throw away, while the Atmospheric Golem was still standing in place, not moving in the slightest.

"You won't be ...... Belch! ”

Miss Merry wanted to say something, but the Swift Thorn of the Wind passed through her chest, and with the flip of Dean's wrist, Dean clearly felt that the other party's heart was being torn by him.

And then. The previous scene reappeared.

The faint smoke appeared again, and then, quickly, circled around Dean, and once again entered Miss Merry's body.

Dean held the [Wind Thorn] in his hand and felt the repulsion coming from the other party's body.

"It should be a ...... of cardiac recovery"

After having such a guess, Dean was naturally reluctant to draw the long sword, he really wanted to see what the other party would look like if he didn't draw the sword and constantly stir the other party's heart.

But. The 'atmospheric puppet' that had been standing still was once again in action.

Call!

As the other party moved, the gray air flow in the room began to flow again. The feeling of being mired in the quagmire once again hung over Dean's body.

And, more importantly -

Call!

In the gray air current, the translucent fist of the 'atmospheric puppet' hit Dean straight at him.

Facing forces beyond the physical plane.

Dean was absolutely unwilling to resist with his body, especially after the other party's appearance showed extraordinary and strange strength, so even if he was unwilling, he could only draw the [Wind Thorn] and stop it towards this punch.

Clang!

There was another sound of metal clattering.

However, on this punch, Dean didn't feel any heavy power.

On the contrary, it is just fluttering, like a feather.

At the same time, the translucent body in front of him disappeared like this.

It's like a soap bubble in the sun.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, it turned into a droplet.

Immediately, Dean knew that he had been fooled, and he subconsciously looked at the corpse of Miss Merry—the ground where it was supposed to lie on the other side was already empty.

"I was confused by the powerful aura of the other party!"

Dean couldn't help but squint as he looked at the empty ground.

At this time, Dean had completely calmed down from the surprise brought by the 'atmospheric puppet'.

Obviously, the previous 'atmospheric puppet' cannot be used by the other party in a real sense.

At most, he can only block the knife for himself at a critical moment, or release his momentum and some abilities.

After all, if the other party can really use the 'atmospheric puppet' like an arm, there is no need to come to him to talk about anything - a puppet that is close to the gold level, like an arm, is definitely much stronger than him, who is a friend or foe.

"Do you think you'll be able to escape?"

Dean muttered to himself and walked briskly out of the room.

The other party is in a period of weakness!

Dean knows this.

The other party is weak, and he has the identity of 'Miss Merry', and at this moment he is in the mansion of Count Merry, and the other party will definitely not leave.

Return to 'yourself' room and quickly notify 'your father'.

It's definitely the easiest way to save trouble.

"Dean, you?"

The Grand Duke Swordsman looked at Dean who was leaving in a hurry, and subconsciously shouted.

"Follow me!"

Dean didn't stop and walked briskly.

The Grand Duke Swordsman didn't ask again, but just followed quickly.

PS The first more ~~

I'm packing up my house today, and then I'm ...... Back ache and leg pain!

I don't know if I don't clean up, and I am shocked when I clean up - before I know it, there are so many things accumulated in the room.

Moreover, Decadence also found a photo of himself when he was in junior high school!

Looking at the youthful appearance in the photo, the decadent and can't help but sigh that the years are really a pig-killing knife - the original handsome boy has become a fat uncle......

T.T (To be continued......)