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Seventy-three, the queen of dreams makes a strong debut

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Levi had three scars on his body. Under the boy's rapid and fierce attack, if you want to say that he was completely unharmed, perhaps only a hero of level like Gilgamesh could do it. The premise is that the arrogant hero with golden armor and blonde hair could put away his heart that looked down on everything.

Levi absolutely did not despise his opponent, never, never once. His little provocation to the boy and the nonsense in the battle were all to draw out the boy's true strength. An unreserved opponent was better dealt with than a reserved opponent, which is a simple truth. Just like the donkey in the end, the tiger would be afraid of never seeing a donkey, but after understanding it, the poor donkey turned into its lunch.

Of course, the boy was not a poor little donkey, and Levi was not a fierce tiger, they were killers. Some people might think that the most important thing for the killer was the skills of assassination at that moment, which was correct. But Levi believed that the preparation before that moment was even more indispensable.

Only by knowing your opponent can you find a way to defeat him more easily.

Relying on the speed that teleportation brought him almost unmatched, Levi had the ability to test his opponent. The battle after finding out the details is undoubtedly simpler than the unknown.

Therefore, the young man was covered in bruises.

The most conspicuous wound was the back that was first attacked. In addition, there were also traces of the body being hit by energy bombs.

Joshua felt that his speed was slowing down. In fact, it was not the case. He soon discovered that his opponent was moving more freely in space, and he seemed to be slower by relying on his own body to perform his speed.

It is common sense for everyone to have the shortest straight line between two points. But Joshua's opponent can fold the space and directly connect the black dots at both ends of the white paper.

There are only differences in reaction time, and there are many changes and unpredictable locations. These are situations that Joshua has never encountered before.

No matter where you choose as your next footing point, the opponent will stand in front of you almost the same time, and there is no blind spot for the energy bomb to attack.

If it weren't for the special request of the mission client, Joshua would never have regarded an empty place like the airport as a battlefield.

"Your eyes are weird."

Shortly after the fight, Levi noticed this problem. Whenever his eyes looked at the boy, he felt that his reaction speed was affected. At first, he thought that his chaotic memory was interfering with brain computing. After this situation happened many times, Levi was finally sure that it was the boy's special ability.

It should be a special talent to disturb other people's spirits. Levi knows this, but he cannot avoid it. The eyes are a window to observe other people's thoughts. By observing the subtle changes in the eyes, Levi is confident that he can guess some of the other party's next actions.

If that's the case, why not make use of it?

Levi stared at the two swords that were tightly clenched in the boy's hand, and his brain turned rapidly.

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From the outside, it looks like a faint black mist that almost covers the sight. However, in the black mist, you can't feel the change in the color of the air at all. It seems that the black mist is a transparent cover, which isolates the breath and sounds inside and outside. Even the surrounding edges are pitch black, and only the high sky is as transparent as it is around you.

Kamijo Toma lay on the ground, trying hard to open his eyes and looked aimlessly. Perhaps it was more appropriate to use the word "despoon" to describe his posture, including two other companions not far away from him - Tomimon Motoharu and Stir Magnus.

"Oh~ Big sister, I originally wanted you to play with me for a while. Nowadays, young people are not physically strong first."

Kamijo raised her head and Oriana stood not far from him, but not as calm as what she was saying.

All over her body, except for Kamijo herself and her two companions, her clothes were torn and burned or bruised everywhere. However, she could still rely on the cross behind her to pieces and not fall.

Even without that cross, she wouldn't have fallen. Kurajo hated his sloppyness. He hated that he had not stopped his two companions from coming, knowing that they were seriously injured. Although he had tried his best to protect Stir and Tuomen who had been plotting to fall to the ground shortly after the war started, and wanted to disperse his energy to three things. In the end, he was naturally defeated by Oliana, who was only dedicated to protecting the cross behind him.

This is a very simple mathematical problem. One to three, the less you use here, the better principle. So Shangjo can no longer stand up. He used his fingers to snatch the ground, but he couldn't even hold up the palm behind his fingers.

Kamijo's right hand can eliminate all supernatural forces, but he can't do anything about the consequences caused by supernatural forces. He can defeat the overwhelming hurricane with one punch, but will be injured by the gravel blown by the hurricane.

"Okay, I've had enough fun with my elder sister. Did you call Shangyou? Let me give you a last blow gently. Don't worry, as long as you lose consciousness like those two people, it won't hurt much, and it won't die. I always keep my word with my elder sister."

Oliana, who had been resting for a while on the Apostle's Cross, seemed to have recovered some of her strength. She watched her slowly walk towards her, and even did not use the single-word card again. Shangyou refused to close his eyes.

Whoosh, a light sound, and then something fell to the ground with a snap. If it were normal, Shangyong would definitely not be able to hear such a small sound, and his body was severely damaged and could not move, so his senses seemed to have been magnified.

‘Black Rose?’ “I thought there would be some secret here, but it turned out that an aunt was bullying three teenagers.”

‘Miss Debbieluke?’ Mr. Chanjo stretched his neck hard and looked at the girl who fell from the sky with dark wings like Oliana.

"Who are you……"

"Mengmeng, Belia Debiluck, are you satisfied with this introduction?"

The girl gently tweaked the pink hair that was blown to her cheek by the wind, and a smile appeared on her face as if nothing had happened. For some reason, she was obviously a delicate and cute girl, but when Kazuo saw her arrival, she felt relieved.

Perhaps because she is the person around the bad teacher... Kurajou thought of Levi, his wife who played Oliana with applause, perhaps this girl is also a very powerful character. Although it is very despicable to push her responsibility to a cute girl younger than her, Kurajou no longer has the strength to maintain his masculinity now.

That's good...

After calming down, Shangyong looked at the two companions beside him, and closed his eyes with peace of mind like a patient who had just finished the operation on the hospital bed.

"I look so cute, but I won't know if I just say a big sister. Is it a popular idol? I have no research on this."

Oliana said lightly, and her hand, which was originally holding onto the cross behind her, was already tightly holding a thick piece of paper.

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