Chapter 167
"You are not Saitama, my feeling is always accurate."
Sonic's eyes flashed coldly, and his sight was locked on Saitama opposite, trying to find flaws from his expression and eyes.
Unfortunately.
Saitama opposite had an expression that said I was not listening, and he could not find any flaws at all.
But Sonic did not stop, but continued to express his own views.
"My body has been strengthened to a certain extent after killing someone before. At that time, I suspected whether the blade in my hand was endowed with power by the legendary god.
It's just that I haven't had time to explore it, but according to the legend, that god will test the sword master. Combined with the current situation, I have only one answer!
You are the god!
And this is just your test!"
Hearing these accurate guesses, Saitama's mouth corners slightly raised, "Interesting, did you see through it so quickly?"
While speaking.
Saitama's body disintegrated into a ball of black smoke, and a pair of blood-red eyes were staring at Sonic in front of him.
After getting this answer, Sonic still had doubts in his heart and did not let down his guard at all.
Instead, he asked more seriously and tentatively.
"Tell me, what is your test?"
"You seem a little too arrogant." Ajuromaru controlled the ghost power, and the black sharp thorns that emerged from all directions instantly pierced his body.
He was completely controlled in place.
But Sonic, whose body was pierced and controlled in place, still had the momentum, and asked coldly, "If you want a test, hurry up, can God also talk?"
The whole body is soft, but the mouth is really hard!
This point, Ajuromaru has seen.
However, his expression did not change, and he continued to speak with interest.
"It's really interesting. Are you so arrogant even if you let others do whatever they want? But the desire for revenge under this toughness is really strong.
Want to take revenge on Saitama? I can lend you power."
Originally, he thought there was some special test, but now he can directly give power, which is somewhat unexpected for Sonic.
But why not take the power given for free? He immediately replied in a cold voice, "In this case, then lend me all the power!"
Looking at the embarrassed figure who asked for power from him, Ajuromaru couldn't help but remind him, "The guy who pushes the limit will not have a good end."
"Then it has nothing to do with you."
Sonic still replied without changing his face, without any flattery or retreat!
And in the face of these words, Ajuromaru also responded with a smile, "Very good, as long as your will is still firm, I will give you power."
While speaking.
The black fog broke.
A light armor emerged from it, with a pair of red eyes under a demon mask on the top, and the light armor below was occupied by dark mist.
When Sonic saw this armor, his first reaction was, "So this is what the legendary Ajuromaru looks like?"
But Ajuromaru didn't care. It's good to change his image occasionally, but if he uses the power of his original body on Sonic.
He still needs to switch the template.
But he continued to remind him for now.
"But if your will is even a moment of slackness, I will take your body!"
Hearing this, Sonic didn't care at all.
"Want my body? It's up to you! I just want to become stronger now and defeat Saitama!"
Ajuromaru also appreciates this attitude.
"You should have felt the changes in your body, that's after you used me to kill the strong.
I can use this to extract some of the power of the dead strong and feed it back into your body, so if you want power, just vent your desire and kill!"
This is indeed what Sonic cares about most, and now he has finally got the answer, and he has begun to think about his future plans in his heart.
Can you become stronger just by killing?
But it seems that there is no need to kill the weak, because the power of feeding back is too little!
Killing is not wise, and killing too many will be targeted.
Then there are only monsters!
No matter how many you kill, no one will care, and the power of monsters is much stronger than that of humans, and the corresponding power fed back to themselves will be more!
Saitama, you wait for me!
I will come to kill you soon! ! !
After feeling Sonic's determination, Ajuromaru was relieved, "Then start your revenge, Sonic!"
Then he finished speaking.
There was a snap of fingers, and Sonic was also expelled from this space, but his voice echoed in Ajuromaru's ears.
"I know it without you telling me!"
"A stubborn tsundere? Interesting..." Ajuromaru's mouth corners slightly raised, compared to the kind and gentle sword master in the past.
It's good to change the taste occasionally.
...
When the consciousness returned to the body.
Sonic in the forest also opened his eyes again, feeling the pain from his crotch, but he was extremely excited!
"Saitama, just wait for me!"
He walked out of the forest twisting and turning, and at the same time, he was thinking about where to hunt monsters, but after a simple thought.
He already had a goal.
That is the uninhabited area of Z City. It is said that it is a restricted area for humans, and there are powerful monsters hidden in it, which is just the first choice for his hunting!
Looking at the energetic Sonic, Ajuromaru in the sword also nodded slightly with satisfaction, "That's how it should be. "
However, the killing has not started yet, and Ajuramaru has turned his attention to another sword master, the unlicensed knight Suzuki Satoru.
He was outside the Inai Hospital in F City, with bandages on his hands, surrounded by many reporters taking pictures.
A female reporter came forward, holding a microphone and smiling professionally, saying, "This time, it was really thanks to the unlicensed knight that we were able to resolve this attack."
"I just contributed my own little bit, and it was not me who defeated those villains. Please recognize this."
Faced with the admiration of the crowd, Suzuki Satoru seemed extremely calm and restrained, and had no idea of taking the credit for himself.
He stood up not for the credit.
For the admiration of others.
The reason he stood up was that he just wanted to protect what he believed to be justice!
But these reporters did not care about this.
They said to themselves in front of the camera, "The unlicensed knight is too modest, but he is still a hero who protects F City! "
Looking at these hypocritical reporters, the unlicensed rider smiled helplessly, turned his back to everyone, and came to the carport alone.
He found his bicycle, took out the key to unlock it, and then rode his bicycle away.
However, halfway through the ride, he couldn't help but think of that figure in his mind.