Chapter 1191 Cutting in Half

Fafnir once warned Angel that with his strength, it would be best not to watch high-level battles directly. If he really wanted to watch, he had to have an indirect medium, such as the wisp of wind that Fafnir used before as an indirect link.

The reason why Fafnir gave such a warning was that, with Angel's strength, he would not learn anything if he rashly watched high-level battles; secondly, it might affect his future choices and might also cause trouble to his own energy operation.

Angel didn't care at first, because he had watched some high-level battles above the Void Tower before, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

But now, when he watched the battle between Orusia and the Lord of No Flame, not to mention that he couldn't catch their figures, he really felt more and more uncomfortable the more he watched.

It was as if there was an unknown fire running wild in his chest, disrupting the internal energy cycle.

Angel immediately closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress this unpleasant feeling, but this discomfort was like a shadow, and it became more and more serious.

Angel knew that his own energy flow must have been affected.

In fact, this is a low-probability event, but Toby's ice spell has been unsealed. Under the influence of the disaster curse, the low-probability event has become infinite.

It is not difficult to solve this problem. As long as you can find a quiet room and adjust the operation of magic through meditation.

But now, he can't move under the pressure, and he can't find the so-called quiet room at all. Moreover, the external environment and the sound of the battle are very loud, and Angel can't calm down to meditate.

In this case, the discomfort made him more uncomfortable, and even his blood began to flow poorly.

Angel even began to wonder if he would be killed by this poor energy operation?

Thinking of the terrible curse that Toby was carrying, this possibility is really possible.

Just as Angel was gradually panicking, a burst of active energy suddenly came from his back and drilled into his body.

This energy, like a warm flame, illuminated and removed the filth in his body. When the ‘flame’ circulated in his body, the discomfort in Angel’s chest disappeared.

“Thank you.” Angel exhaled a breath of turbid air. From the nature and source of the energy, he almost thought it must be from Greywood.

However, Angel’s thanks did not receive a response for a long time.

Just when Angel thought Greywood was unconscious due to serious injuries, he heard a faint voice from behind: “Shopkeeper, are you human?”

Angel was stunned. When he was in the psychedelic hut, Orusia saw through his human disguise at first sight, so he thought Greywood also knew that he was human. Moreover, in the previous conversation with Bobota, Angel did not deliberately conceal his identity, but he did not expect that Greywood did not seem to hear his identity.

Although humans and abyss natives have the same body shape, their internal organs are actually different. Greywood probed the energy into Angel’s body and found the clue.

Thinking of the natural hostility between demons and humans, Angel was silent.

After a while, Angel said, "Yes, I am human."

"... Are you in the same group as the group before?"

"As a human, I have naturally heard of their names, but I am not in the same group as them. Besides, do you think my strength can make me a group with them?" Angel said carefully.

After a while, Angel heard Greywood's voice: "That's right, the shopkeeper is too weak."

Angel: "..."

"Do you hate humans?" Angel asked suddenly.

"I don't know... But I hate the group before." After a period of thinking, Greywood's voice gradually calmed down from sharp questioning.

Angel didn't say anything else. After all, the worldview of humans and demons is different, and he would not impose his own ideas on Greywood. When it began to think about likes and dislikes, it had actually established a self-concept of right and wrong in its heart, which was enough.

There was a moment of silence, and Angel didn't know whether Greywood was thinking or watching the battle over there.

Angel himself was calming down, silently communicating with the land of souls through the way of soul maintenance.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Angel was silently recovering his soul power, Greywood behind him suddenly said, "Although I hate humans, I don't hate the shopkeeper."

Angel was stunned for a moment and chuckled, "That's natural. After all, I promised you that if you leave safely, I will let you experience the rhythmic journey. If you hate me, there will be no such opportunity."

Greywood also laughed.

When the atmosphere here became relaxed, the air at one end of the battlefield became a little stagnant.

Olusia was bathed in blood, his eyes were swollen, his body was bruised, and even his porcelain white mask was broken, looking very miserable.

In stark contrast to it was another "Olusia" on the opposite side, like a mirror. The Orusia outside the mirror was seriously injured, but the "Olusia" inside the mirror was still as clean as before.

It's not that there was no complete change, just a "sizzle".

Olusia suddenly grinned, and a series of unbridled laughter escaped.

But the Lord of No Flame's expression was a little colder than before, because there was a shallow wound on His face, and a little blood was seeping out.

This was a small wound caused by Olusia's trick during the previous confrontation.

In comparison, the Flameless Lord was just an inconsequential small wound, while Orussia's injury was very serious, but it smiled extremely arrogantly, as if it had become the winner.

After laughing "Hahahahaha", Olusia's momentum slowly increased.

The Flameless Lord looked at Aulusia calmly and said coldly: "I forgot that the little leopard also has sharp claws. It seems that I need to be more serious."

As the Flameless Lord's words fell, the porcelain white shell covering His body glowed brightly and turned into a strange fluid body. This porcelain white fluid is piling up and modifying the body of the Flameless Lord.

In a short moment, the Flameless Lord's form changed drastically.

Not to mention the size has increased several times, there are porcelain white wings on the back, and the tail and abdomen are connected together, like some kind of mantis, but the color is extremely white, without the slightest sense of ferocity, but full of elegance and beauty. .

Olussia was stunned for a moment: "Liberate the true body?!"

"I have never sealed my true body, how can I talk about liberation?" The Flameless Lord said lightly: "For me, this is my true form."

As the Flameless Lord revealed his true form, the surrounding pressure suddenly disappeared, and the terrifying aura that had been exposed before gradually disappeared.

Angel and Grave were finally able to move, but they did not dare to make any big moves and could only quietly move out of the battle center.

As the pressure disappeared, Orusia's expression became more alert than before.

Without any sound, the figure of the Flameless Lord suddenly came to the other side of Olusia, gently waving his sickle-like arm.

During this process, there was no smell of fireworks or even energy fluctuations. But with such a light wave, a crack was directly cut into the space!

A terrifying suction force spread from the cracks, instantly causing the surrounding space to collapse.

After restraining all the external energy, all the actions of the Flameless Lord made no noise or made waves.

Even though Aulusia had been cautious, she still got implicated in the face of such a calm attack. A penetrating crack was cut on its right shoulder, and the bones inside were shattered almost immediately. The reason why the right hand was not broken was because of a thin layer of skin hanging on it.

Olussia tore off his almost useless right hand, and with the sound of a leather drum rubbing, a new arm grew from the broken arm.

However, after the severed limb was reborn, Olusia's face turned even paler.

Aulusia is now completely suppressed and fighting.

Faced with this situation, Orusia also planned to unlock her own seal. When Aulusia returned from the old world, she felt that her true body had been destroyed and her true spirit had fallen, but only the power of her true name had not been damaged.

Therefore, its only option at present is to unblock the real name!

But when it did this, it found that the power of its true name disappeared out of thin air... Olusia was stunned for a moment. It couldn't even recall what its true name was?

In this dazed moment, the figure of the Flameless Lord came behind it without any disturbance.

A gentle wave.

…

At this time, Angel was cautiously walking towards the outskirts of the battle circle with Grewu.

He did not dare to leave now. Once he came, he was afraid that he would make a big move and attract the attention of the Flameless Lord. He had already felt the speed of the Flameless Lord before. Angel asked himself, even if he opened the gravity vein with all his strength, Not comparable.

Secondly, Angel vaguely felt that what Grewu said before was right, there was something inexplicable weirdness in this world. Angel always had an indescribable feeling, as if there was a look staring at him in the distant darkness.

This is a sign of danger that is no less dangerous than the present.

There were ominous omens before and after. Angel glanced at Toby, who was breathing calmly in his breast pocket. Even if disaster came, at least he would not be targeted here alone.

Not long after leaving, Angel felt that the sound behind him suddenly became almost non-existent.

When he was wondering, Grewu beside him suddenly exclaimed.

"don't want!"

Because of the previous encounter, Angel never looked back at the battle. It wasn't until Grave showed his horrified expression that Angel looked back.

Aulusia was facing where they were at this time.

Angel didn't notice anything wrong at first, but suddenly, a burst of blood burst out from Olussia's waist.

With a misalignment, Olusia's body was divided into two parts, but it was cut from the middle by the Flameless Lord.

Cut it off at the waist!

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