Chapter 3503 It’s All Trash

Just as Stella thought, because of the characteristics of the soul weapon, Fang Zheng was able to unscrupulously kill on the battlefield.

Of course, although he can also directly kill the opponent, but considering his next plan, if he really kills these ordinary people, then it is conceivable that the public opinion in the world will not have anything good to say.

But as long as no one dies, all problems are not problems.

Just like Nanoha's SLB.

"A bunch of trash, dare to stand in front of me?"

Fangzheng walked forward slowly, countless lightsabers descended from the sky, and everything in front of him was pierced by lightsabers, and Kuidolan's soldiers fell to the ground directly. It is not an exaggeration to describe the entire battlefield as being littered with corpses.

Crossing the battlefield, Fangzheng stopped in his tracks.

This was not because the outcome had been decided, but because there were three figures standing in front of him at this moment.

"Are you the mastermind behind this war?"

Fangzheng looked at the three people in front of him curiously, one of them was a giant who was nearly five meters tall, there was a man who looked menacing, and a beautiful and alluring woman.

"It really surprised me, I didn't expect to see such an interesting enemy on this battlefield."

Looking at Fangzheng, the coquettish beauty smiled.

"Boy, looking at you, you don't look like a knife cutter."

"Of course I'm not a knife cutter. I don't have anything to do with that kind of old stuff. I just pass by by chance, and I just come to help when I see something wrong."

"Hahahaha, interesting, interesting."

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, the vicious man burst out laughing.

"I didn't expect there to be a guy like you in this world...so...huh?"

Halfway through speaking, the man suddenly stopped, and he frowned, showing a displeased expression. Then the man turned to Fang Zheng and opened the window.

"Hey kid, someone wants to talk to you."

"Hello, Kasugano-kun."

In the window is a white-haired boy wearing a white cloak, looking at Fang Zheng with a smile.

"Oh, I really didn't expect to meet one of the strongest in Academy City here, the champion of the two-time Star Martial Arts Festival. What an honor."

"Who are you? Brat?"

Fangzheng narrowed his eyes and stared at the other party, who smiled slightly.

"Hi, first time meeting, I am Ol Geer from "Puppet King", once one of the Twelve Apostles of the Liberation Front. Ah, but don't worry, now my comrades and I have separated from the Liberation Front. We Standing here entirely of my own volition."

"Oh... what does it have to do with me?"

"Kasugano-kun, do you want to join us?"

Facing Fangzheng, the white-haired kid smiled and extended his hand to invite.

"Aha?"

"I am the 'puppet king'. In fact, as you can see, I have controlled the entire Quedoran. In other words, this will be our paradise. This will be our paradise, our country, and we can do whatever we want How about it? Do you want to join us? I have seen your experience. You were obviously trying to protect other people, but you were treated like this, and you were even imprisoned... In such a world, what is worth your protection? where?"

While speaking, Oll spread his hands.

"So, join us, Kasugano-kun. We will reshape this world and turn it into the future we want. This country is just the beginning... How about it? This proposal is not bad."

"Sounds like something interesting."

Facing the puppet king's invitation, Fangzheng began to think about it, and upon hearing his answer, the puppet king also showed a smug smile on his face, but the next moment, his smile froze completely.

"But I refuse."

"Why, why?"

"the reason is simple."

Fangzheng stared at the puppet king with a smirk.

"One of my favorite things to do is say NO to people who think themselves right!"

Before the words fell, Fang Zheng's figure disappeared instantly. When he appeared behind the three of them again, the bodies of the coquettish woman and Ju Khan were cut off in the middle, and their heads were separated from their bodies and scattered all over the ground. ——Since the hidden BOSS jumped out on its own initiative, wouldn't it be possible to save the experience for the Chinese New Year without killing it?

However, some people seem to have had better luck.

Fangzheng turned his head and looked at the ferocious man behind him. His right wrist had been cut off by Fangzheng. In fact, Fangzheng originally planned to cut off his head directly.

"It's kind of interesting, I thought they were all a bunch of trash... I didn't expect there to be a little bit better at fighting."

"This is my line, kid."

The man sneered, clenched his fists, and bumped hard.

"At first I thought you were just a brat, but I didn't expect you to have such abilities, and I didn't even feel the killing intent..."

"Huh? What more killing intent do you need if you trample a bedbug to death?"

Holding the sword in one hand, Fangzheng raised his head and said with a sneer.

"very good………"

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, the man's face darkened. He could feel that Fangzheng was not lying. After all, as the strongest mercenary in the world, the man was best at sensing the enemy's murderous aura. However, he could sense that when Fangzheng did it just now, he really had no killing intent at all. He didn't seem to have any intention of killing himself and the others at all, but simply waved the sharp sword in his hand like weeds. Leisurely attitude.

What kind of monster is this?

The man stared at Fang Zheng viciously. He is the strongest mercenary in the world. He grew up in war since he was born. He knows battle better than anyone else. No matter who it is, once there is a killing intent, he will catch it. But... just as Fang Zheng said, trampling a bedbug to death and cutting through the obstacles in front of him does not require any killing intent. For him, this is something that can be accomplished with just a few gestures.

Who the hell is this guy? Is he a twisted guy from birth like the Puppet King? Or………

"Then, let me, Naseem, the God of Desert Death, come and see how much you weigh!!"

The wind was howling, and sandstorms were everywhere.

When Stella and the others rushed to the battlefield by plane, what greeted them was overwhelming raging waves like a sandstorm.

"Not good, step back immediately, the desert god of death is ahead!"

Seeing this, another old man on the helicopter suddenly changed color.

"Desert Death?"

"That's right, he is one of the world's three great demons! He has already surpassed the realm of the slasher and the existence of fate! His dry power can squeeze all magic power and turn everything into dust!"

As if to verify the old man's words, everyone saw in horror that the buildings in the town that had been swallowed by the sandstorm had been completely weathered, and in the blink of an eye, the original reinforced concrete buildings had completely collapsed into a cloud of yellow sand.

This is……………

Seeing this, Stella and the others couldn't help but gasped. They had already learned about the battlefield from the scouts on the front line on the way here, but they didn't expect that the enemy Fangzheng faced would be the strongest in the world. One of the greatest slashers, the desert god of death among the three great demons!

Facing such a strong enemy, can he win?

At this moment, even Stella and Kurogane Kakki couldn't help but have doubts, but Julie didn't feel anything—the gap between the Star Pulse Generation itself and the slasher was very serious, and the two sides didn't say it was mutual. Not the same, but they don't care much about each other either. Just like few people among the slashers cared about the champion of the Star Martial Arts Festival, the Xingmai generation didn't bother to pay attention to the ranking of the strongest among the slashers.

After all, for them, the rankings of the first twelve and the Xingwu Festival are a little more important.

It has nothing to do with the three big demons or the strongest swordsman.

And for Julie, she simply believed that Fangzheng would not be defeated just like that.

And so it is.

In the midst of the surging sandstorm, a flash of sword light suddenly appeared, as if opening up the world, splitting the entire sandstorm in two from top to bottom, and then, the whistling sandstorm quietly dissipated as if it had really been killed. Only the earth covered in yellow sand and Fang Zheng standing there with a sharp knife in hand remained.

However, the battle is not over.

"Hahahaha, hahahahahaha!!"

Accompanied by wild laughter, the sand and dust twisted, and then the voice of the desert god of death was formed again.

"Interesting, it's really interesting. I didn't expect there to be people like you in the Xingmai generation, but it's a pity that even you can't defeat me who has surpassed fate and turned into a demon!!"

As the desert god of death said, at this moment he has almost completely abandoned the human form, his whole body is covered by a pitch-black carapace, and he also has wings and a lizard-like tail. There are no pupils in the two eye sockets, and instead It is bright red.

It's almost like a demon...

"As you can see, I can freely transform my body into molecules and reorganize as I wish. It is simply impossible for you to kill me!"

"Haha...here we go again."

Hearing the self-satisfied bragging on the other side, Fangzheng sighed helplessly.

Why do so many people think that as long as they can't be killed, they can roam freely?

There are things in this world that are more terrifying than death.

There are a bunch of similar patients in Frostmourne, and it is estimated that they are already excruciatingly painful to communicate with each other.

Oh, by the way, it seems to be a single room inside.

That didn't help.

If I have Frostmourne in my hand, I really want to lock him in too.

"Stop talking nonsense, Mephisto doesn't go to the second floor, and if you kill you, you won't lose the dark gold equipment. Hurry up and tidy up and prepare to die."

While speaking, Fangzheng clenched the blade of the knife in his hand, put it on his waist, and assumed a posture of Ikai.

"Huh? Brat? Even so, are you going to continue fighting with me?"

"There's no need to waste time, let's decide the outcome with one blow."

Fangzheng glanced at the distant sky.

"I'm still waiting to go back to dinner."

"very good."

Hearing Fangzheng's casual answer, the tone of the Desert God of Death also became cold. As a mercenary, he has been fighting all the way on the battlefield until now, and this is the first time he has encountered someone who doesn't take himself so seriously. Of course he admitted that the brat in front of him had quite powerful power, but... he was still too young to compare himself with him!

Can it only be said that it is worthy of the Xingmai generation? You don't know what a real battle is, kid, this is not a game you perform on stage!

"Then, let's see the trick!"

At this moment, the Desert God of Death decided not to keep his hand anymore. He suddenly accelerated, rushed in front of Fang Zheng, and then punched Fang Zheng with his clenched left fist!

Final crit! !

This is a blow that the Desert God of Death cannot resist. Anyone who is hit by this blow will be completely turned into dust and disappear completely!

However, at this moment, the sword light flashed.

The next moment, Fang Zheng put away his sword, yawned and turned to leave.

And the desert god of death stood there, motionless.

"You, what did you do!"

At this moment, the God of Desert Death stared at Fangzheng with surprise in his eyes. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move! The moment he punched out just now, the Desert God of Death suddenly found that his movements had been completely stopped! Now he is almost no different from a statue.

"Just look down and you'll know."

Fangzheng shrugged his shoulders and said casually. But the Desert God of Death lowered his head, and was surprised to see that there was a scar on his waist... No, it wasn't a scar!

What he cut was not his own body, but... the space? !

"Kacha...Kacha..."

At the same time, centering on the waist of the Desert God of Death, the cracks of the spider web gradually spread like broken glass, and the Desert God of Death also began to tremble.

"You, what did you do!!"

"Don't you think that you can't be killed? I'll take you to a more interesting place. I don't know what will happen to your body and space after being shattered. Anyway, come on."

“No, wait, you can’t…………!!”

"boom!!!"

However, before the desert god of death finished speaking, his body and this space exploded instantly like the cabin window of an airplane flying at high altitude, and then the whistling space air flow swept past, swallowing those things casually in the boundless space in the blink of an eye. In the boundless space gap.

"call……………"

Only then did Fangzheng stretch himself.

"Okay, let's find Stella next, I hope she won't be so stingy that she won't provide me with a meal."