Fang Mo's body began to tremble slightly.

At such a close distance, the oppressive feeling brought by the man in front of him made Fang Mo's hair stand on end, and an unprecedented sense of life and death crisis surged into his heart.

He had never seen such a powerful aura.

So far, apart from his master and others, the most powerful existence he has ever seen is the "Klein" level Pen Fairy in Shangjing City. However, compared with the man in front of him, the Pen Fairy's aura is really weak and pitiful.

They are both "Klein", but the difference is so big?

The beast's instinct made Fang Mo want to retreat at the first moment, but at this moment, a powerful state of pressure pressed down on his shoulders, locking him firmly in place and unable to move at all.

Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his forehead and soon froze into frost. He stared at the man in front of him, his leg muscles tensed, and he used all his strength to prevent himself from falling to the ground easily.

Although he was an agent of God, he was still a fledgling after all. At the "Chi" level, he had no power to fight back against an agent of God at the "Klein" level.

"Come to think of it, I've never killed a god agent in Daxia before." The man narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand, casually pointed at Fang Mo's brow, and sneered.

"If I kill you, the Great Xia God will probably be very angry, right?"

Fang Mo's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Song——!!

A flash of sword light whizzed through the wind and snow, accurately slashing at the man's wrist. The latter's eyes fixed and his body quickly stepped back half a step.

But his speed was still a step slow.

The sharp tip of the sword brushed across the man's palm, leaving a bloody sword mark. The tail of the sword light was stained with the dark night, and it flew half a circle in the air and hovered in mid-air.

Drops of blood dripped from the blade of the sword, and blood-colored flowers bloomed in the snow just below.

In the sky above the hilt, the dawn light was rapidly fading.

Night falls.

The life-and-death crisis was over. Fang Mo lost his inertia and fell backwards. He staggered half a step and fell to the ground.

"This is..." He looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

The pure night spread across the sky, like a ferocious beast, ruthlessly devouring the rising sun and covering all light in an instant.

The moment night fell, Fang Mo's heart settled down, his tense muscles relaxed slightly, and a smile of surviving a disaster appeared at the corners of his pale mouth.

That person has come... Today, he will not die.

"Um?"

The man first looked at his unhealed palm, then raised his head and stared at the night that suddenly appeared, with a look of surprise on his face.

"The rumored number one killing weapon of Takamagahara, and the power of the goddess of night... another agent?"

He seemed to have noticed something and turned to look at the nothingness in front of him.

Under the pitch-black night, a deep red figure flashed out strangely, and stood quietly in front of the fallen Fang Mo in the wind and snow.

"Fang Mo, please step back first...

I'm here, no one can hurt you."

He raised his right hand and placed it on the snow-white hilt of the knife at his waist. In the dim sky and earth, a pair of furious golden eyes burned and beat like a furnace, and a fierce murderous intent swept out!

Fang Mo gritted his teeth, without any hesitation, got up from the ground, and ran away quickly.

He knew very well that at his level, staying on the field would only add burden to Lin Qiye, and any aftermath of the battle could cause him to be doomed.

"You exude the aura of the Goddess of Night, but those eyes..." The man didn't even look at Fang Mo as she left, but instead looked at Lin Qiye's beating golden eyes, his face full of confusion, "Is it Michael? Are you the agent of the Goddess of Night, or the agent of the Seraph?"

Two completely different auras of gods appeared on one person at the same time. Although Andre had been walking in the fog for many years as the agent of Gaia, the god of the earth, he had never encountered such a situation.

With the help of the translation magic left by Merlin, Lin Qiye was able to clearly understand what Andre meant.

But he made no move to answer.

clang——!

A crisp sound of a sword was heard, and the blade of [Zhan Bai] instantly tore through the cold air. A flash of sword light ignored the space and slashed directly towards Andre's throat.

He didn't need to know the other party's identity or motives. He only knew that if he had arrived a little slower, Fang Mo would have been a corpse by now...

He will kill anyone who dares to kill his soldiers.

Although the recruits had already passed the cliff, they had not left Lin Qiye's spiritual perception range. From the moment Fang Mo took the initiative to deviate from the route and walk here, Lin Qiye had been paying close attention to his movements.

The moment Andre appeared in his spiritual perception, Lin Qiye sent a signal to others via radio, and then rushed over as quickly as possible.

The sharp blade suddenly appeared in front of Andre. The latter did not seem to have expected that the blade could penetrate space. At the critical moment, he twisted his body forcefully, allowing the blade to avoid his throat and instead hit his chest firmly.

The hideous knife mark ran from his shoulder to his lower abdomen on the other side. Although it looked serious, it did not cause him fatal harm.

"A sword that can cut anything, and a knife that ignores space?" Andre quickly guessed the ability of the snow-white long knife, and his face darkened.

Lin Qiye's sudden attack did cause him to suffer a loss, but this did not mean that he was afraid of Lin Qiye. He was just an agent of a god in the "Boundless" realm. Even if he was holding two tricky weapons, they were not a fatal threat to him.

Andre raised his right hand and casually waved it towards the sky. The ground within a two-kilometer radius suddenly shook violently. Several rock snakes covered with snow raised their heads and rushed towards Lin Qiye who was standing in the center.

Lin Qiye held the Zhanbai in his hand and activated [Flashing Night], and his figure quickly disappeared from the spot.

"ridiculous."

Andre sensed a slight fluctuation in space, sneered, slowly closed his eyes, and stomped his right foot heavily on the ground!

The next moment, an extremely huge eye suddenly opened from the cracks in the broken earth beneath his feet. In the black white of the eye, a scarlet pupil rotated rapidly and soon locked onto a piece of nothingness.

The pupil of that giant eye contracted slightly.

Bang--!

A dull crash was heard, and Lin Qiye's figure was forcibly shaken out of the space, falling from a high altitude.

He endured the severe pain in his chest, adjusted his body, and like a light wild goose stepped on the head of a rock snake, he retreated to a piece of broken boulder.

His expression was extremely solemn.