Chapter 164

Chapter 164

Giant sculpture?

After hearing the Son of God's words, the warrior among the blessed ones also looked at the sculpture, and was surprised to find that the sculpture was a bit too big, almost filling the central square of Raman Park.

It's like... it could have been bigger, but due to the compression of space, it can only barely maintain its current state and stay in the same place.

Several people looked at each other, and saw a cautious mood in them. Although Laman Park is not a famous place and they are usually too busy and no one has ever been here, their vigilance as high-level hunters makes them instinctively want to escape from this place.

But the problem is, it seems that if you want to pass through Raman Park, you will definitely pass by that square.

"Let's move quickly and don't delay any longer." The Holy Son who made the decision among the group said in a low voice, and a hint of fierceness emerged on his face, which had always maintained a bright and friendly expression.

If it weren’t for that guy An Qian...how could they have been forced into such a situation!

Logically speaking, An Qian is only one person, and he is not an incomprehensible existence like Su Xingyuan who exceeds human limits. The four of them are more than enough to deal with him, and even kill him. But the problem is that An Qian is... so insidious!

This guy has absolutely no morals, and his moves are as shady as they can get. But his concealment ability is terrifyingly high, and his abilities are also extremely treacherous. He attacks them in the dark, just like a cat teasing a mouse, and he forced the four of them together, and they fled in the same direction.

An Qian couldn't kill them, but the feeling of being poked from time to time was simply maddening, not to mention that his ability to hit people was extremely painful. He would even completely ignore the possibility of getting hurt himself and would force them to take action even if it meant exchanging injuries for injuries.

When his gaze met those eyes by chance, the Son of God was shocked by the excitement and madness hidden in them.

"It seems... he held back the last time he stopped me from going to the portal for support."

The Son of God took a deep breath and stopped himself from thinking about it. The most important thing now was to pass through the park - this park was on the shortest route to the base of the Blessed Ones.

Even if there is a trap ahead, no one can bear to stay here and fight with this madman An Qian.

Soon, they approached the square.

With their eyesight, they should have seen the sculpture even in the dark.

But the closer they got, the more they felt as if there was a layer of fog covering the sculpture, just like a pair of glasses covered with a thin mist, making people want to open their eyes wide and even raise their hands to wipe away the thing that was obstructing their vision.

Several people's hearts sank.

…This is definitely not ordinary fog.

The fog grew thicker, and the feeling of uneasiness in the Son of God's heart grew stronger. However, just as his feeling of uneasiness reached its peak and he ordered everyone to run, a figure quietly and suddenly appeared on the steps below the sculpture.

The mist surrounding the figure seemed to disperse a little consciously, and finally allowed the Son of God to see his appearance clearly.

The familiar figure had long black hair, emerald eyes, and a snake-shaped earring of the same color as his eyes had appeared on his left ear. He was sitting on the steps, his movements casual and his expression calm. He didn't look like a hunter who had been waiting here for a long time. Instead, he looked like a few people who had come here and disturbed his peace and quiet.

"Welcome," he said.

——On the huge, dark sculpture, a pair of golden eyes slowly opened.

The Son of God broke out in a cold sweat.

What giant sculpture...

That is clearly a dragon! !

He had never reacted so quickly before. Almost instantly, he superimposed his strongest amplification ability on his teammates, and at the same time retreated at an extremely fast speed, trying to withdraw directly from Su Xingyuan's attack range.

Everyone knows that supports, especially those with healing abilities, are the easiest to be targeted first!

If it was before Su Xingyuan entered the portal, he still thought that even if the four of them couldn't kill the other party, they could always protect themselves. However, Su Xingyuan was almost able to kill the special form of the portal alone, and he was still alive and kicking in Country A, madly challenging Country A's bottom line...

Moreover, during the subsequent review, they found that even with the most advanced instruments and frame-by-frame analysis, they could not clearly see Su Xingyuan's figure during the battle. They then realized that in terms of speed alone, Su Xingyuan had reached a height that they would never be able to reach in their entire lives.

The Holy Son simply couldn't imagine how powerful Su Xingyuan had become.

So...why did Su Xingyuan attack them? !

A strong man of this level should have looked down upon the God-blessed Group, which was already below his level! Such a battle will not allow Su Xingyuan to improve at all, it will only be a waste of time!

Even if the guy who provoked Su Xingyuan is also a member of the God's Blessed Ones, the Son of God believes that Su Xingyuan is very clear that what the guy did cannot be considered as one of the God's Blessed Ones. He is not even a human being!

Now that Su Xingyuan has a powerful enemy to deal with, instead of concentrating on his training, he goes to great lengths to gather himself and other blessed ones together. Is he crazy? !

Anger and fear rose together in his mind, driving the Son of God to move faster and faster. The other amplified assistant instantly gave everyone the highest level of shield. Several people maintained their formation and retreated quickly without even a second of hesitation.

At this time, the black-haired boy just stood up, slowly drew out his long sword and held it in his palm. The Son of God could recognize it at a glance. It was the national treasure that Su Xingyuan had previously stolen from Country A.

But now he was no longer in the mood to feel humiliated by this incident. His mind was filled with whether he could survive. Seeing that his side was about to withdraw from the park, and the black-haired boy was still there, slowly taking out the matching dagger and trying to put the two knives together, he felt a little relieved.

Until the moment the two knives became one.

The two knives, one long and one short, actually merged together like misty fog without any stagnation, and became a longer and heavier-looking knife!

There were blades without any gloss at both ends, and only the center was wide enough for gripping. Its length even exceeded the height of the black-haired boy, and when he picked it up, it felt like an icy spear.

【Name: Mist】

[Note: The third state - Sun and Moon has begun]

【Third state description: This is a blunt knife.】 】

The next moment.

“Boom.”

The black-haired boy, who was originally standing in the same place without even making any starting moves, suddenly appeared diagonally above the soldiers in the team as if he had teleported!

He held the knife, which was longer than the one that the black-haired boy had, in both hands. He turned slightly, and at that moment his whole body was parallel to the blade. Then, he pressed the long knife down lightly and with a force as if he had lost ten thousand pounds!

The protective shield that the assistant had used all his strength to build did not last for half a second and was shattered!

The golden broken magic light spots scattered, interspersed in his raised black ponytail, and also reflected the expression on the black-haired boy's face.

Unlike his high-speed movement and attack, there was no expression on his face. Even the way he lowered his eyes was exactly the same as when he was still standing there. He was like a combat weapon that only knew how to execute orders according to the procedure!

[This is a blunt knife.] 】

The hard protective shield did not slow down the knife at all. The warrior had no time to react and the long knife chopped down on him!

The soldier's pupils suddenly shrank, but his head was not split in half as expected. The knife that looked extremely sharp instead became like a blunt axe, leaving only a layer of horrible blood marks on his upper body. However, the terrifying force directly penetrated his entire body, making him feel as if he was hit head-on by a steamroller, and he was smashed deeply into the concrete ground without any resistance!

All the bones in his body were crushed, but he did not die.

His internal organs were squeezed into a piece of thin paper, but he did not die.

[It cannot be used to reap lives, but it will increase your strength; every attack of yours will surely silence your enemies, and what you lose will always be less than what you have. 】

The black-haired boy put away the knife with his backhand, and in a posture that went against human cognition, he easily changed from a downward posture to a standing position with both feet on the ground. Perhaps it was because the knife was as ethereal as mist, or perhaps it was because the black-haired boy was too light and his speed was too fast, his movements were not slow at all, as if every frame was carefully planned; and the long knife, like any other large weapon, became his body and the center of gravity of his attack.

"Thorne!"

The wizard called out his companions' names with bloodshot eyes, but as expected, no one answered.

In just a moment, one of the main output players in the team of four lost all combat ability.

This was a crushing defeat.

This thought flashed through the minds of several people for a moment, but no one wanted to die. The Son of God just reacted from his shock. Based on Su Xingyuan's attack just now, the opponent could have directly bypassed his teammates and instantly killed the team's medics, but Su Xingyuan chose the team's output first!

Before they could recover, the black-haired boy, who had just switched from the pressing and slashing action to standing, leaned slightly to the right with the remaining strength of his body, and then fell forward without any hesitation. The whole movement was so relaxed that it seemed as if he had lost his strength and suddenly fainted. But the next moment, his left hand gently pushed the ground, and the whole person instantly turned around and stayed in the air. The long sword in his right hand turned casually to adjust the angle, and then -

He aimed at the mage who was about to activate his ability and threw it suddenly!

The terrifying speed and power that suddenly erupted in a calm state made the long sword emit a terrifying sonic boom the moment it left the hand. Before the person's brain could react, the long sword was like a spear, nailing the mage to the old tree in the same line as him!

Clean, neat, and one-hit kill.

Such terrifying strength almost made the Son of God feel dizzy.

Suddenly, a chill spread over his body.

First of all, if there is no support in the team, the damage can still be done alone; but if the damage is all dead, only the support is left...

He didn't dare to imagine what a desperate and powerless scene that would be.

Even for my own sake, the other three must not die! Otherwise, if Su Xingyuan takes care of them, I will be the next one!

Fortunately, for some reason, the two people were not dead yet. Almost at the same time as they reacted, the Son of God used the healing power given by the gods when he became the blessed one, and restored the injured to health.

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