The off-road vehicle stopped a kilometer away from the farm, and led the two subordinates out, and Filipmon in the back row also put away the pendant provided by the other party and jumped out of the car with the vole in his arms.

"If there is a drastic change in the veins of the world, notify me. False reminder.

"No problem. Philemon nodded cooperatively, and then ran backwards, as far away from the battlefield as possible.

As the two talked, Hard Candy jumped onto the roof of the car and lifted a large wooden box with one hand. Patting the lid open, she took out an exaggerated metal folding scythe from the box, the handle more than two meters long was painted with magic patterns, and the surface of the meniscus was carved with a complex magic array.

"Hmph, I'm back with the Grim Reaper!" the girl shook her arm, proudly unfolded her scythe, which was twice as tall as herself, and carried it on her shoulder, and then jumped to the ground with a look of eagerness.

The sickle behind him pulled out a folding fan with Dongzhou characteristics from the cloth bag he carried with him. When unfolded, it is a semicircle with a radius of 20 centimeters, and many simple red arc patterns are drawn on the snow-white paper, which represents the 'wind element' in Dongzhou.

"Alright, split up, the Scythe monitors the ground, and Hard Candy deals with Elsa. He tightened his hand on the skull mask on his face, and strode towards the farm.

Hard candy on the side took out a red hard candy from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and then picked up the scythe and ran towards Elsa's manor.

The last scythe looked at the backs of the two and smiled, then shook the folding fan in his hand. Swinging a few times in the air, an invisible whirlwind wrapped his body, and his toes lightly touched the ground, and the whole person fluttered up like catkins.

"No.9, tell me to see how strong you really are? How much worse than that spider? Don't let me down. Quietly suspended in the air, the scythe shrouded in the pale cyan whirlwind, his expression was no longer respectful, but he looked down at the void below with an indifferent expression.

......

Arriving at the gate of Marcas's farm, a team of werewolf guards was standing guard in front of the door. The farm was empty. They were the only guards left by Marcas. It is mainly used to clear the trash fish sent by the Dark Ring. According to the usual style of the Dark Ring, when attacking the target, a large number of monsters must be sent to consume, and then the elite members will be dispatched to take advantage of the fire to loot. But he miscalculated this time. The Dark Ring was not sure to defeat him. So I hired a well-known death knell to do it on my behalf.

See that row of muscular figures. Holding a heavy weapon, the big man with a fierce face stood opposite indifferently. The palm that naturally drooped gently moved his five fingers, and he whispered in his mouth: "Spiritual pollution, the spear of the void." ”

As he spoke, the werewolf's eyes on the other side were bloodshot, his brain was in chaos, and negative emotions filled his thoughts, and then he went crazy without control, pounced on each other, and bit wildly. In addition, there are several strong-willed ones that get rid of their kind and pounce on them. At this moment, several transparent spears with light blue stripes pierced the void and appeared in front of the void, piercing all the attacking werewolves and nailing them into the air.

Ignoring the miserable werewolf guards, Void took another step and walked towards the inside of the farm. These werewolves are all carefully selected by Marcus, each of them has the strength to suffer, and after entering the madness, their strength has increased greatly, and they can even compete with the pest-level ability after forming a team, which can be called the perfect guardian dog. It's a pity that the difference in strength is too big, and these dogs were killed in seconds before they were hot and light.

Void entered the front yard, and Marcas, who was carrying a bayonet sword, had been waiting for a long time.

"Aren't you a member of the Dark Ring?" felt the momentum of the void, which was completely different from the dark style of the Dark Ring, it was a combination of nothingness and majesty, and it was obviously not the path of the Dark Ring.

"Knell No.9, hired to take your life. "Stand still, staring at Marcas. It is a prey worth confronting.

"Death knell? I've heard that if you pay three times the price, you can cancel the assassination mission. Marcus asked in a low voice. Even if he kills the killer of the death knell, he will still be harassed by the dark ring, and the other party's strength is not weak, he doesn't want to waste his energy on the void.

"You're right, but I'm more interested in the 'World Trunk'. "He has already fallen into a bottleneck, and he needs the stimulation of the treasure of the 'World Trunk' to have the possibility of stepping into the 'disaster', so as to gain the strength to keep No.9. Otherwise, sooner or later he will be killed by his peers who peep at the title of No.9. Now, even a few of his subordinates are ready to move, and they are not very honest.

"Well, let's do it. White-scaled sword, Seyin. Marcus raised his sword and aimed it at the void.

On the other side, the void also opened his five fingers and said slowly: "The burst of will!"

...... In Elsa's manor, Hard Candy, who was carrying a scythe on her shoulder, kicked open the courtyard door and rushed in.

Looking up at the three-story pale green luxury bungalow, the tip of her nose snorted disdainfully, and her eyes were full of jealousy and envy. Although the killer of the death knell is very profitable, it is still much worse than a rich woman like Elsa who has her own brand. One is not open for half a year, and the other is constantly making thousands of dollars every day, and the gap can be imagined.

"Mao girl, who are you?, why are you kicking the door?" Elsa's figure appeared next to the window on the second floor, looking at the hard candy on the ground with a displeased expression.

"Hmph, this is Elsa's old woman's home, right? tell her to come out and die!" Lori shouted as she plunged her scythe into the ground and crossed her waist with one hand.

"Old woman?" The corners of the royal sister's eyes on the second floor twitched wildly, "Flat-chested dwarf, who do you say is an old woman?!"

"Flat-chested?!Little man?!You're Elsa!You're Elsa!You're a young old woman!You're dressed up to be eighteen years old, you're already multiplied by two?Grandma!" Poison-tongued Lori replied without showing weakness.

"Multiply two?!No tutor!You said you were coming to take my life?Is it a defective product of the Dark Ring?Is it a sterile inferior species?"

"You're the defective!You're the inferior! I'm the death knell B-class 23, and I've been ordered to come and take your life, die, old woman! I'm only sixteen years old this year, and I'm still in my prime!" Stimulated by Elsa's disdainful gesture, Hard Candy, who had always been full of resentment about her figure, rushed madly towards the western-style building with a sickle.

"Deathknell's fellow?" Elsa was surprised for a moment, then said disdainfully, "B-class, I'll be afraid of you?!"

Pulling back, she ripped off her pajamas, changed into a tracksuit, and hurried to the first floor. Although I'm not afraid of that 'disabled' Lori, I don't want the other party to destroy my house, and the furnishings on the first floor are her beloved items, which are extremely precious.

"Old woman, come out and fight!"

"Die, crippled girl!"

......

On Marcas's side, the two sides fought for several rounds, and not only did he not have the upper hand, but he was somewhat suppressed.

The void's ability is very tricky, his talent is a rare spirit type, and for opponents whose soul level is far lower than his own, he can create illusions and pollute his spirit at will. For example, the werewolf before, if he was not in a hurry, he could even make a move to make the werewolves die of mental annihilation. For opponents of the same level, such as Marcas, although he cannot manipulate the opponent's spirit, he can influence the opponent to miscalculate, or create a simple illusion to interfere.

In the battle just now, Marcus misjudged several times, and the bayonet always deviated from the target by a few centimeters, unable to hit the opponent's vital point. This effect is not only for the spirit, but even for his own abilities. When Marcus became eccentric, he gave up his visual judgment and turned to using scale powder to perceive his opponent, but this means of perception that was free from the five senses was still disturbed by the opponent's mental ability.

Today's Marcas has not yet entered the disaster level, and the spiritual problems caused by the World Tree have not been completely solved. Encountering a virtual talent is like encountering a natural enemy and being defeated. If the strength of Marcus at this moment is suppressed to eighty percent, and then encounters the void, it will be suppressed by about one percent.

Aside from the irritating spiritual talents, the void also holds a unique inheritance. The method of making light blue translucent armor and weapons at will anytime and anywhere is both like a spell and a martial art. In fact, this in itself is a top-level inheritance that combines the dual specialties of spells and martial arts, the Void Seal.

Compared to the spine fin flow martial arts practiced by Western Sahara, the Void Seal is not bad at all, and even more comprehensive. Wearing the armor made by the 'Void Seal' is equivalent to running energy veins in the body, gaining powerful attack power and blessings. In addition, the weapons made by the Void Seal can not only be used in melee combat, but can also be projected as long-range combat items, and the power is even more powerful than ordinary ranged spells. As long as the strength is endless, there will be a steady stream of long-range offensive means.

Combined with the 'Void Seal''s ability to absorb energy and attacks, as well as its incomparably powerful defense, Void was not afraid of the sharpness of the White Scale Sword in the fierce confrontation, and even overpowered Marcas, forcing him to block again and again, making him miserable.

"The martial arts of the silver vein are indeed magical, but if you don't move the real character again, go and die!

Dressed in translucent armor, he punched Marcas's body, smashing him into the dirt, and at the same time, using his strength, he bounced himself high into the air. One hand quickly sealed in front of him, and then he let out a low shout. A light blue translucent eyeball, slowly emerging from the air, looked indifferently at Marcas on the ground.

Feeling the sudden killing intent, Marcus no longer hid, liberated the seal in his body, countless world powers gushed from under his feet, and a towering giant tree broke through the ground, destroying the entire farm into countless pieces, and the roots and branches stood luxuriantly, like independent trees. In the blink of an eye, an empty farm suddenly turned into a dense forest.

Around the void is a blank area with a radius of several meters, and the top of his head is not shrouded by trees, and there is a huge pale blue translucent pupil suspended above, quietly staring at Marcas at the top of the tree.

"The World Tree is finally out. (To be continued......)

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