Chapter 63 Strange Achucas!
Hatred is useless.
At least for now, Lord has no choice. The hatred has been completely abused by Hasward into PTSD. Now, let alone degenerate into nothingness, even seeing Hasward will be frightened and faint.
The key is!
The 'mastermind behind all this' turned out to be the seven-year-old Yinmeng!
Powder cut black, powder cut black!
Ren Luode would never have imagined that Yinmeng was such a black-bellied little loli!
Even Hasward, who has always been aloof and cold, has made Yinmeng crooked in his style of painting!
"Sound Dream..."
Lord sighed and said, "Can you tell my brother, where did you learn all these things?"
"I'm sorry brother."
Yinmeng's little hand grabbed the corner of Lord's clothes, stared at her big watery eyes, and said aggrieved: "But according to my memory, this is how Captain Nie Yuli treated those sinners."
"..."
Lorde's eyelids jumped wildly, and his anger was not at all. His feelings made Yinmeng such a culprit. It turned out to be that old pervert!
Hello Nirvana Li!
you wait for me...
Don't let me call you out, or I'll have to blow up your dog's head!
"Lord Lord, what should I do now?" Haswald, who understood his mistake, was both ashamed and angry.
This was a task that Lord personally handed him, and he did it like this. How could he face Lord?
"Forget it, if you fail, you fail."
Lorde sighed and said helplessly: "Without the help of Bengyu, even if the hatred is degenerate, it is at most just a Kilian."
"Then what are we going to do with him?" Haswald asked again, "Do you need your subordinates to kill him?"
"Well......"
Lorde thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Don't kill it yet, leave it here, maybe there is still a chance."
"Yes!"
Hasward replied solemnly.
beep beep...
Suddenly, the Death God's proxy card, which had been hanging on Lord's waist, sounded, and a piercing beep sounded!
"Um?"
Lord picked up the Death God's proxy card, saw the golden skeleton's eyes flashing with scarlet light, and said with a little surprise: "This feeling of spiritual pressure, there is actually a big void?"
The Death God Proxy Card was one of the earliest items given to him by the system. It could help the soul quickly escape from the corpse and become the God of Death. It could also detect the spiritual pressure in the surrounding area. It was a very useful item.
It's just that since Lord's attendance has increased, and Frank, Jessica, and Matt have helped, and the virtual capitals in New York City have been almost killed, the death certificate has rarely sounded.
I just didn't expect it to sound today, and judging from the spiritual pressure, it's still a big void!
"It's interesting."
Lord showed a smile and said, "I didn't expect that under such circumstances, New York City would still be able to produce a natural emptiness."
Seeing that Lord seemed to be a little moved, Hasward stepped forward quickly and said respectfully: "Lord Lord, you don't need to take action at this level, please leave it to me! "
"Need not!"
Lorde pursed his lips and said, "This Daxu's spiritual pressure is a bit strange. I'll go and see for myself. You and Yinmeng are staying at home."
As soon as the voice fell, I saw Yi Zhan suddenly startled.
The next second, Lord in a death tyrant outfit appeared, and disappeared in place with Shunbu under his feet.
"This..." Husward supported Lord's righteous corpse with a wry smile on his face: "Lord Lord, you're going too fast."
Yinmeng stood on tiptoe, poked Hasward, and said with his hands on his hips: "Hasward, how dare you betray me!"
at once,
The bitterness on Hasward's face grew stronger.
......
Lord came to the Jingling Pavilion and found that the sky had darkened, and New York City had become brightly lit. He took out a flashing death certificate: "Let me see, where is Daxu?"
Drop drop drop …
"The west?"
Lorde disappeared in a blink of an eye, passing through the sky, leaving a black trace behind!
hula la
With the wind whistling in his ears, Lorde ran for more than ten minutes before he saw his target!
The virtual body is about two meters in size, with a white bone mask covering its face and a black hollow that is the hallmark of the virtual.
There is an ominous spiritual pressure around this phantom, which feels as heavy as stagnant water, and at the same time as deep as an abyss!
"This size...and this kind of Reiatsu..."
Lorde narrowed his eyes slightly, put away his contempt, and said to himself, "Could it be an Achucas that evolved independently?"
The level of the big virtual is divided into three categories!
The first type is Kirian, which is formed by the swallowing of hundreds of ordinary virtuals, with a huge size and a low IQ.
The second type is Yachukas, which evolved from Kirian after having individual consciousness, constantly devouring the same kind of big phantom. Great power!
The third type is Vastod, the highest level of emptiness. Only Achukas with 'qualification' can evolve after devouring the same kind, with a body shape close to that of a human, and a super high IQ!
And this phantom...
It has a body shape similar to that of a human being, but judging from the Reiatsu that radiates out and the mask that has not been broken, it should not be a Vastord-level Void!
But even if it wasn't Vastord, a self-evolved 'Achukas' was enough to make him feel troubled.
"Just give it a try!"
Lord thought to himself, and then his figure suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, he appeared in front of the virtual, Zanpakutō unsheathed!
Bass
"Shoot him, magic gun!"
In an instant, the blade extended at an extremely fast speed, leaving a dazzling cold light in the air, stabbing the virtual mask!
But with a crooked head, he easily escaped the spear!
Seeing that the attack was easily dodged, Lord raised his left hand in a hurry, and the cross turned into a convict, sending out a splendid spiritual beam!
This time, the phantom didn't have time to dodge, and was hit by the holy arrow on the front!
boom!
Sacred Slayer Arrow seemed to have hit an indestructible steel wall, but after leaving a shallow imprint, it dissipated due to the problem of spiritual power.
"What a hard skin!"
Lorde's face changed slightly, although the power of the sacred arrow is not strong, but it can never be prevented so easily.
"Roar--"
The phantom mask cracked open and a harsh roar interrupted the shocked Lord.
Then, the fist raised like a heavy artillery, bringing a burst of gust of wind towards him!
"Blood suit!"
Lord's body was covered with blood-red lines, holding the hilt in both hands, he took a half step forward, and then cut out a sword from top to bottom!
Kendo: Two Breaks!
Boom!
At the moment when the fists and swords intersected, countless sparks sputtered in the dark night like starlight, and the two completely different spiritual pressures collided violently with each other, and immediately a billowing air flow burst out and shattered the surrounding ground.
"Although the power is great, the Reiatsu is only at the level of ordinary Daxu."
Feeling the power from the blade and the Reiatsu bursting out of the phantom, Lord had already judged in his heart that this phantom was not the real Achucas.
only......
Lord felt a little strange, why is this virtual skin so hard?
The skin that can block his Zanpakutō and Sacred Sword, its defense should have reached the level of [Broken Face]!