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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Three

The tragic situation at the scene can only be described as "disaster". It may be that the damage caused by earthquakes or storms is not as exaggerated as he alone and a sword.

The flat cement floor was plowed out by the sword blade, the walls made of stone bricks collapsed with a light blow, and the plants decorated by the road were uprooted. Nothing could block the human-shaped destruction machine's attack. Even if he did nothing, just walking on the road would cause damage.

This tall man is very dangerous. His power is beyond ordinary people. After obtaining the black mud given by Seindemocra, he became stronger. This was confirmed in the destruction of the Eye of True Vision and no more evidence is needed to prove it.

However, when he walked out of the shadow again, his appearance became even more strange than when he met before. Although his face had a similar outline as before, his originally strong body became even more swelling - this hideous look almost made him completely lose his human form.

Curt had never seen a human body that was so strong that it was. Even the "bodybuilding champions" that could be seen in newspapers were less than half the size of him. And if he remembered correctly, when he saw him not long ago, the man was not so strong.

∫ You know, this guy should be just a human, not Gulinius, but his body is already taller than Carlota. The giant sword that seemed too exaggerated to others seemed to be in his hand at this time seemed almost the same as an ordinary weapon.

But it is too unreasonable to compare his proportions with ordinary people, just like forcibly comparing wolves and sheep. It is completely reasonable for ordinary people to put them on them. It seems so out of place - because the two are almost two different creatures.

Curt still remembers that when he first saw him, many people in the Mercenary Management Office maintained a respectful attitude towards him. And when communicating with Curt, he seemed to be full of rationality. The second time, after darkness was entangled in him, his rationality seemed to begin to collapse as the price of gaining power.

As for whether he still has rationality or not, he can't say it. At least Curt didn't think that the eyes that emitted the fierce and fierce light like a wild beast could reveal a little rational existence. Now he only knows how to wield the giant sword in his hand to bring destruction to the existence that appears in front of him.

It seemed that only existed and the legendary berserkers in the North appeared in front of him, but this man was definitely more than twice as dangerous than those fierce warriors. His influence by magic power had expanded to almost the level of wild beasts, and the sludge seemed to be expanding his influence.

The darkness that had been entangled around him like clouds and mist has now almost condensed into an entity. Under the light on the roof of the car, it reflected a dull light like armor, wrapped layer by layer on layer. The magic bullets shot on him from the mechanic gun were bounced off. There was no way to hurt him a little.

Most of the magic power was torn to pieces by the darkness guarding him and absorbed into part of himself. After shooting around him, who was slow to move, the spells noticed that not only the guards' attacks were ineffective, but also the spells they were proud of.

The ranged attack method was ineffective, but even if you wanted to use weapons to attack, you could not get close to him. Because those who wanted to get close to him, whether they were the guards or the spells, were all "destroyed" by him with the giant sword in his hand. The first person who tried to do this was a bloody example. The guards wanted to get close to shoot him, but were cut in half by the giant sword that was swinging towards him.

"This guy has those black stuff."

A spellman saw that his companion who was sitting next to him was killed by the enemy not long ago, and his face turned pale: "What a joke, is this guy a monster? Even a metal monster cannot have such strength. Does anyone use anything?"

The shocked expression made the solidified face distorted, but the consciousness and reason of the spell made him not easily choose to retreat even if his lower limbs kept trembling. He widened his eyes and wanted to identify the body of the mud. But in order to concentrate, he had to slow down his movements.

But this was definitely a wrong choice, because the light emitted by the large amount of magic power concentrated in the darkness shook his eyes directly. At the same time, the man who had just killed a security officer not long ago also discovered his intention. His eyes were staring at him with fierce eyes.

In a flash, the strong body began to move. The darkness entangled in the body left a gloomy afterimage in the unclear street lights.

Almost in the blink of an eye, his figure flashed from more than ten steps away to the stunned spell. The giant sword carried on his shoulder exuded a terrifying sense of oppression.

The spell who was targeted was completely stunned. He looked at the huge body that appeared in front of him and didn't know what to do. But it was these hesitations that made him in an extremely dangerous position, and the giant sword he carried on his shoulder was slashed directly down with lightning speed.

Only a dull sound of "crack" was heard, and the spell's originally complete human body was shattered by the darkness wrapped around the giant sword like a spiral. The splashing flesh and blood bloomed a huge "flower" on the ground, and the broken internal organs were still squirming slightly.

Upon hearing the news, the guards who came from other blocks had only time to see the scene of flesh and blood flying. A young guards almost vomited out. The bloody look made the elderly guards who had seen all kinds of strange corpses change their faces, and they almost wanted to stay away from this man out of instinct.

They are all ordinary people, and even the magicians who assist them are not out of the category of "humanity" - and that man can definitely be called a monster. It is already a disaster to meet him here, and to break through his obstacles and rush into the encirclement is even more desperate.

"What should this guy be the real 'sword seller'?"

Curt murmured in a low voice, while silently silenced for a second in his heart for the killed magician: "Hermia, you get out of here sooner now-though this guy is indeed dangerous, he is probably just stopping us from getting close to the area near the Central Square."

He wanted to rescue the spell from the man's sword, but he immediately realized that it was impossible unless he was willing to be cut into pieces on behalf of the spell. Although this was not a problem for him, he was "killed" in full view of the public and could not justify himself if he returned to his original state later.

The worst possibility is that the magicians who maintained the light wall around the central square have been wiped out, and the previous contact was because they were attacked by the enemy. However, Seindemocra was definitely not the only one under him, not only the people on this road, but also the guards who patrolled in several aspects around him were probably also attacked. Not targeting civilians may be his greatest kindness.

Curt noticed that he did not have a fixed target, and most of the previous attacks were just deterrent - except for those who threatened him. Even if he had a fight with this man before, he was not targeted. He really couldn't say whether the other party still remembered himself.

The road was blocked, and he didn't say a word, but he had already expressed his attitude with his actions. All those who attacked him were repelled by his power. A few of them were punched into the rubble pile next to the road. The worst one was probably the first two people who were killed by a sword.

Seeing that his companions died terrible, even the bravest people couldn't help but feel scared, not to mention that some of the members of the security team lacked actual combat. It is indeed their job to guard the safety of the city, but they were somewhat suspicious whether fighting such monsters was in the scope of their own jobs.

Death has never been so close to him. Although he has seen all kinds of corpses, few of them have died directly beside him. The bloody reality is cold and direct in front of him, so they can only adapt to it themselves and overcome fear.

These people seemed to be unreliable. Curt smiled bitterly and pinched the handle of the long sword, and decided to let himself hold the crazy enemy like a beast. He held his breath and hid his breath among the crowd, while lowering the center of gravity, and quietly approached the man with the cover of the night.

The irrational berserker is undoubtedly the most troublesome enemy, but he did not understand what order Seindemocra gave him. There is nothing more sad than a warrior losing his will, let alone his own choice.

Curt didn't know if he really surrendered to Seindemocra just for his strength, but he undoubtedly gained strong power now. The violent darkness on his body made him a sane berserker, but why was his sword waving now?

Curt really wanted to ask if he was satisfied now - but even if he asked this question now, he probably couldn't get the answer. This man was like a fierce beast, and he could only obey his master's orders. As for the rest, it was just prey.

While he was entangled with the surrounding security officers, Curt was approaching the position that he would never miss. He aimed at the other party's gap and immediately took a breath, letting the magic power flowing into his body pour into the long knife, and then stabbed the muscles exposed on the man's waist hard.

bite!

A sharp metal sound echoed on the street. The long sword with a slight white glow was forcibly taken down by the giant sword. The entangled black and Curt's magic were tearing each other. The man with his back was just standing up at random and easily receiving a blow filled with a lot of magic.

He still didn't look at Curt, but Curt could clearly feel a layer of unpleasant chill wrapped around his body, which was a murderous intent from the other party. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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