Chapter 195 No!!!

The moment the young man appeared before his eyes in a completely new form, Kushustein's vigilance instantly reached its peak.

As a demon, although He usually displays mostly crazy and violent emotions, it does not mean that He has no brains at all.

A human ant who taught me a severe lesson when he was still a first-level transcendent. Even if I am in a desperate situation now, I must never let my guard down against him.

The reason is simple.

I haven't noticed any despair on his face yet.

Even under the double destruction of himself and the Creation Demon, he still survived.

If that's the case, how could he die here so easily? Even if he died, he would definitely resist.

However, the container that Kushustain has descended into now is countless times more powerful than Lin at that time, and the authority and power it possesses are far greater than at that time.

Although it is still far from reaching its peak, it is more than enough to deal with these ants.

The only ones who are qualified to be his opponents are the gods who also come to stop him by divine descent.

So when He realized that after using that card, Lin En's aura still remained at the second level, he immediately revealed a mocking smile.

At this moment, it looked like he had merely changed into a new outfit and lighting effects for a more ostentatious look, and nothing had changed in essence.

I only need to raise my hand slightly to kill him completely.

Thinking of this, Kushustein laughed uncontrollably: "Is this your backup plan? A meaningless change of clothes?!"

At this moment, the surviving extraordinary people all focused their attention on the young man in front of them.

And when he saw that his rank had not been improved, the glimmer of hope that had just appeared in his eyes dimmed again.

At the same time, I couldn't stop cursing in my heart.

They cursed the young man who appeared like a hero but ruthlessly extinguished their hopes in the end.

Only Tia, who was held in Louise's arms, stared blankly at the figure.

She knew very well that the guy was essentially a man of his words.

He said he would not let them die, so no matter what happened, Tia didn't think she would die at the hands of Kushustein.

Although the two of them had known each other for a very short time, for some reason, she had this feeling.

Or rather, that's how Lynn had always presented herself to her.

But what exactly should a mere second-level cultivator do and what should he sacrifice to defeat this indescribably powerful monster before him?

In Louise's arms, Tia's index finger moved slightly, as if she wanted to raise her hand to stop it, but she had lost all her strength.

In the end, you can only be like a bystander, helplessly and distraught as you watch the other person walk to the end alone.

"As you can see."

After hearing what Kushustein said, Lynn put his hat back on his head after saluting, and stood in the center of the old factory with his cane in both hands.

He looks like an elegant gentleman, or a magician who is about to present a grand performance for the audience.

"Do you think that this alone can stop me?" Kusuisten grinned, looking grim and terrifying. "A. Level 2?"

Hearing this, Lin En shook his head, his eyes seemed a little disappointed: "Dear Kushustan, actually when I first met you from the Greedy Box, the impression you left on me was still 'overwhelmingly powerful'."

"But till today, you have tried again and again to destroy this impression of you in my mind."

"I didn't expect that a being on the same level as a god couldn't even detect the real changes in me at this moment. I am extremely disappointed."

As the words fell, the man and the demon fell silent at the same time.

After a moment, Kushustein suppressed madness and violence in his throat: "What did you say?!!!"

“I say, you can’t even see the gap between our realms. You are no longer worthy of being my opponent.” Lin En tapped the ground lightly with his cane and strolled around the garden. “If I must give an example, it’s the difference between the person in the painting and the painter.”

"No matter how hideous and terrifying you appear on paper, I have already transcended the limitations of this piece of paper and am looking at you from a higher level."

"And... those 'lines' around you."

Although the tone was very calm, no one could understand what he said.

At this moment, Lynn actually looks more like a madman.

Perhaps, being able to maintain a calm expression in the face of the mental assault of a higher-dimensional demon meant that one was already crazy.

Even Kushustein was puzzled by this guy's inexplicable yet arrogant words, but what surged in his heart was indescribable anger.

Even now, this tiny ant is still showing its fangs and claws.

It's really unpleasant!!!

In an instant, accompanied by a roar, the crumbling ruins of the entire old factory collapsed, and the limb-jointed monster that was as big as a high-rise building suddenly began to breathe heavily, and a river of blood spurted out of its mouth, like a spear of sin and punishment falling from the sky, vowing to nail the boy's heart into the deepest part of the endless devil's abyss!

"boom--!!!"

Inside the Tomb of the Dead, the ground was sunken and smoke and dust filled the air.

The scarlet stream of light was mixed with unparalleled demonic power, which seemed to completely destroy the space around the young man.

This is a blow that is enough to kill a fifth-level legend.

Kushustein was very sure that the blow had landed squarely on Lynn's head.

Moreover, as a Level 2, he had no power to resist.

However, the cloud of doubt in my heart could not be dispelled no matter what.

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated.

Kushustein froze in place, his scarlet pupils like lanterns slightly dilated.

Even though the ground around him looked like it had been plowed, the young man in the center simply raised his right hand wrapped in a white glove, put it against the corner of his lips and coughed lightly, as if he was choked by the smoke and dust.

There is nothing else.

"you!!!"

Kushustain raised his head and was about to roar in anger.

However, the next second, in a distant corner, the body of a surviving extraordinary person from the Tianli Church suddenly trembled.

“Help, help!!!”

He covered his face in panic and found that his body, which had been intact just now, was now crumbling like quicksand.

However, the people around them had no other thoughts except horror at the scene before them.

Everything that happened tonight has already exceeded the upper limit of what they can bear.

At the moment, he had no other thoughts except to survive, so how could he lend a helping hand to a guy he didn't even know? Within a few seconds, the extraordinary person from the Tianli Church completely stopped moving.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he turned into fine dust, drifting in the air, leaving no trace of him.

What on earth happened?!

Not only them, but even Kushustain's scarlet pupils dilated slightly.

As a high-dimensional demon, at the moment when he was about to kill Lynn, he, with his extremely keen sense of smell, noticed something strange.

"What did you do?!"

He asked in a low, evil voice.

Hearing this, Lin En smiled slightly: "It's very simple."

"If death is a kind of fate, then what I just did was to transfer the 'death' that originally belonged to me to that guy."

In other words.

Lin En, who should have died, escaped such a fate through the power of grafting.

But the extraordinary person from the Tianli Church was not so lucky.

After bearing Lin En's "death", he naturally had no room for resistance and received his lunch box in an instant.

At this moment, Lin En, in terms of combat power and statistics alone, is still far from being a match for Kushustein.

But so what? Sometimes, the factor that determines victory or defeat has nothing to do with combat effectiveness.

Lynn Bartletleon is now truly in a higher realm.

If you don't believe it, at this moment, those invisible threads surrounding everyone, which only he can see, are the best proof.

"Spatial authority? No, in terms of combat methods, this is more like a damn 'trickery' approach. Are you a believer in the Prisoner of Fate?!"

Kushustein seemed to have noticed something, and his expression suddenly became extremely interesting.

Prisoner of fate?

This is the fifth time I have heard this word in this period of time.

Judging from the name, His existence might be related to his current strange state.

I just don’t know what happened in the past. Not only the puppet in the cellar, but even Kushustain in front of me seems to have a deep connection with the other party.

However, now is not the time to think about such things.

If you want to know why, my skin, which is now broken like porcelain, is the best proof.

On the other side, Kushustein, who was still immersed in shock, instantly noticed the abnormality of Lin En.

After all, the opponent only blocked his attack instead of defeating him head-on.

The belief in "tricks" is like this. It often has many strange and mysterious means of self-protection, but the means of frontal attack are extremely weak.

In other words, this is a belief that is extremely biased.

Moreover, "You don't have much time left, do you?" Kusuisten grinned, his face ferocious and terrifying, "You are only at the second level, but you want to get involved in the authority of God. To be honest, the fact that you didn't die on the spot shows that you have a strong will."

He was right in saying this.

It’s just that Lin En’s current strength is too weak.

In other words, the quality of the container is too fragile.

Even if he was a fifth-level legend today, he would not have to pay such a heavy price.

Lin En touched the broken skin on his face and felt like a shaky engine, roaring at full power.

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The result of doing this is naturally disintegration.

Being able to survive a blow from Kusuisten was something that a second-level cultivator couldn't do without paying a price.

“You’re right.” After noticing his collapsing body, Lin En seemed calmer than anyone expected. “So, I’ll make it short.”

The next second, the boy's blue eyes turned to the monster with bared fangs and claws floating high in the sky.

"Kushustein, could you please leave for now?"

"Think about it carefully. There has never been a life-and-death relationship between us. The only conflict was the one at the Solon Mountains."

"Compared to the old feud between humans and the hatred and murderous intentions towards the gods, an insignificant ant like me is not worth your concern at all."

"As for me, whether the Saint Laurent Empire will be conquered by the demons, and what the future of this continent will be, haha, to be honest, considering the ridiculously short life span of humans, these issues are not worth my attention at all."

"If I hadn't had to, I wouldn't have gotten involved with you at all."

"So, put aside your anger, and you will find that there are no irreconcilable contradictions or conflicts between us."

"Do you want to beg for mercy?"

Kushustain uttered a low laugh.

Lin En shook her head: "I hope both of us can take a step back and not make things too awkward."

“It’s really strange.” He roared and moved his limbs all over his body. “I didn’t expect that the lunatic who dared to show his claws in front of the devil would actually choose to compromise with me. This is really…”

"So, what's the answer?"

"I refuse!!!" Kushustain slapped the ground with his limbs, causing a violent vibration. "You are now my prey on the chopping block. How can a hunter compromise with his prey in this world?!"

He laughed wildly, with deep malice suppressed in his throat.

At the same time, he stared intently into Lynn's eyes, trying to detect panic in them.

However, all this was in vain.

After hearing Kushustein's words, Lynn, whose body was about to collapse, supported himself with a cane.

However, his face was very calm and he even sighed softly.

"The negotiations broke down." Lin En tapped the ground with his cane. "In that case, there is only one way to go."

The answer is simple.

Become mortal enemies.

"Do you think that just relying on the improvement brought by that seal, you are qualified to be compared with me?!!!"

From his words, Kushustain sensed a hint of contempt, and the wild laughter on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by extreme anger and madness.

However, Lynn seemed oblivious to this.

He simply adjusted his high-brimmed hat.

As a magician, you have to maintain the sense of mystery until the end of the performance.

"I have something to remind you." Lin En smiled, "In fact, from the first time you saw this form a few minutes ago, I have been secretly preparing for something."

Kushustein's expression suddenly froze.

"The principle of 'grafting' is to connect the erratic threads between two people, so as to achieve the result of transferring fate."

“But this approach also has certain limitations.”

“If fate has weight, then for those who shine brightly on the world and historical stage, their fate has much more weight than that of the lower-class people who do nothing.”

"And as far as I know, grafting can only be performed between two individuals with the same or similar destinies."

"What do you want to say?!"

Kushustein interrupted him somewhat frantically.

At this moment, he, who had an extremely keen sense of smell, vaguely sensed something strange.

This made his original desire to watch his prey fall into despair step by step fade away, and was replaced by a bad premonition.

"I want to say that although it was difficult, and although it was my first time using this ability, I still succeeded."

"I have grafted the thread of your destiny onto a certain being present here."

“What a joke!” Kushustein suddenly jumped up, and his limbs turned into a torrent and submerged his body. “A mere human is worthy of being compared with me?!!”

However, in the state of a life-hungry master, any power that could threaten his life could be transferred away.

Accompanied by screams coming from a distant corner, the official extraordinary people were horrified to find that they seemed to have become victims of the fight between the two people.

Lynn didn't feel any guilt about this.

For these people who wanted to capture him and gain merit, did he really have to restrain himself and take care of their lives?

“You’re right.” Lin En strolled leisurely in the midst of the limb frenzy that was sweeping over him like tree roots. “Height-dimensional demon, with the weight of your destiny, even if you want to graft, I’m afraid you can only graft onto beings of the same level as you.”

What's more, Lin En is only at the second level at the moment.

He couldn't even see the thread of fate on Kushustain's body.

But. So what?

Lin En's goal from the beginning to the end was not to defeat Kushustein, but only to save Tia's life and make the other party retreat.

Therefore, rather than erasing the consciousness of a high-dimensional demon, destroying the container in which he descended would be a better solution to the current predicament.

in other words.

The thread of fate that Lynn was grafted onto did not come from Kushustein, but from Bershuman himself.

As a serial killer and one of the masterminds of the Devil's Advent incident, he certainly has a destiny that cannot be underestimated.

And among so many people present, there happened to be one person whose fate had a similar weight to his.

Once that person dies here, the limb-replacer, Bolshuman, whose fate is linked to that person's, will also suffer this invisible and terrible punishment like the law of cause and effect, and die on the spot.

Lynn prepared to snap his fingers.

"Not long ago, I buried a needle made of painful energy into the brain of the still unconscious Fourth Prince."

"Although it's far less than the one you took last time, don't doubt it. With the weight of that thing, it would be extremely easy to kill a human being."

"I'll ask you one last time, Kushustein. Do you want to leave by yourself, or do you want me to take you away?"

At this moment, the calmness and playfulness on the face of the King of Evil and Cruelty disappeared, replaced by scarlet anger and murderous intent.

"Try it if you can!" He gritted his teeth, "After you snap your fingers, you should know the consequences!"

"You humans are always talking about benefits and costs. If you can't even survive, and all you get in return is my temporary retreat, do you accept such a price?!!!"

“Only?” Lin En seemed to disagree with what he said and shook his head. “How can I describe this as ‘only’ when I am able to protect the people I cherish at the last moment of my life?”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Lao Ku. It's your turn to make a choice."

"You're dreaming!!! Ant, we'll fight to the death!!!"

Thinking of this, Lynn sighed slightly.

Then he slowly raised his hand.

At this moment, a girl's urgent cry suddenly came from a corner in the distance.

That voice revealed unprecedented panic and despair.

".don't want!!!"

“Bang!”

[The plot deviation of the S-level plot character "Tia Euhesti" has been increased to 37.55%. 】

(End of this chapter)