1788th Silvia's Anger

( ) The storm is like a vortex, and in the instant it appears, like the jaws of an invisible beast, it gnaws away a piece of the earth.

Be it stones, soil, or bricks and tiles used to build roads, they were all peeled off like licks, and along with the impact of the explosion, they turned into flying sand and rocks, filling the audience.

"Well…"

In the flying sand and rocks, under a small whimper, Sylvia retreated violently, her body nimbly moved several times on the ground, and retreated a certain distance.

But in front of Silvia, Regulus was surrounded by flying sand and rocks, but he was intact.

The stone hit him like a bullet.

The soil was bombarded like a cannonball.

Even the bricks and strong wind affected Regulus, making Regulus feel like standing in the center of a hail of bullets, enduring the aftermath of his own attack.

However, whether it is stones, soil or bricks, they are all like hitting on extremely solid metal. In the sound of "bang bang bang", not to mention the damage, even the force has no effect.

Even Regulus' clothes were not stained with any dust, and the strong wind was divided into two sides with his body as the center, so that the corners of Regulus' clothes did not flutter.

Keenly aware of this scene, Silvia was really surprised.

"What kind of power is this?"

Attacks made cannot be defended against.

Nothing is done to offset the aftermath.

What is the real body of the power Regulus used?

"Could it be an enchantment? Did the other party build some kind of defensive barrier?"

Joan of Arc also seemed surprised.

However, Joan of Arc soon reacted.

"Could it be something called "power"? "

----"power".

In Xingyue's world, that refers to some kind of right held by the gods.

The God of War is in charge of the right to initiate wars, plunder, and fight by force.

Death is in charge of giving life the right to die.

These rights bring not only nominal responsibilities, but also the power to actually exercise these rights.

The power thus used to enforce its own rights and duties is power.

For example, the demon god Balor is in charge of the power to endow death, and the manifestation of his power is the magic eye of the rainbow.

Fang Li has also entered this realm, stepped into the realm of God, and has the same power as Balor, but he still can't fully grasp it.

In this world, power is the term used by the Sin Archbishop of the Witch Cult to describe his own abilities.

A power other than magic derived from the Witch Factor.

That is empowerment.

Since Regulus is the High Sin Archbishop of "Greed", it proves that he has the witch factor of "Greed" in his body.

The unknown power it uses must be the so-called authority.

So, here comes the problem.

"What is the power of lust?"

Sylvia and Joan of Arc had such a thought in the first instant.

However, the opponent has no idea of ​​explaining this.

"Okay, don't be shy."

The smile on Regulus' face recovered again, and he spoke to Sylvia.

"Come here quickly. I also have to introduce the rest of my wives to you. Our wedding should also start. Then you have to get along well. Take the time to get to know and understand each other well. Then But it's important, right?"

This person actually didn't take the attack just now seriously at all, as if he didn't realize how inappropriate and wrong it is to launch a fatal attack on the person he likes, and forcibly defined Silvia's answer as "shy" , shameless to the extreme.

He clearly advocates such propositions as "selflessness", "equality", and "no desires and no desires", but all his actions are based on the reality of coercing others, just to get what he wants. For this reason, once When the mood turns bad, it will unscrupulously vent its ferocious power.

Silvia really felt that she had never hated someone so much in her entire life.

The young man in front of him is really hopeless.

And even Silvia, who had always been generous and tolerant, disliked the other party to this extent, which was enough to show how annoying Regulus was.

At that moment, Silvia said this.

"Since you have so many wives, can't you be satisfied?"

This is just a casual sentence.

Just to buy time.

Fight for the time when Fang Li arrives.

However, what Silvia didn't expect was that the question she asked casually to buy time, in exchange for a fact that was enough to make her angry.

"What? Are you jealous? I'm dissatisfied because I have many wives? That's not okay?"

Regulus frowned, and said such words in a righteous manner.

"Enjoying the nourishment brought by love is the happiness that human beings should have. I am indeed very easy to be satisfied. As long as the woman I love can be by my side, then I have no regrets. My pursuit is so much at best. In this case , Then what is wrong with me keeping all the people I love by my side? Is it greedy because there are more? Is lust because the love of multiple wives is? It would be too superficial to really think so.”

"Humans have always been obsessed with the surface, unable to see through the essence at all, but when you think about it carefully, you can understand that a person's heart is very small, and the weight of love is also fixed, and it cannot hold more. In other words, the love I can give If it is ten, it is ten for one person, ten for ten people, and the result is that my love has not changed at all, it has not increased to twenty, thirty or even one hundred, so why does it become greedy and change? What about becoming a strong desire?"

"Even if it is you, once you become my wife, I will only give you equal love and will not treat anyone special. It is impossible for me to like the new and dislike the old. The person I love has always been It’s 291, and even if you are included, it’s still 292.”

"In other words, the amount of my love is always fixed, and the rest is how to distribute it. Now that there is a vacant portion of my love, what's wrong with me filling up this small portion?"

"And it is you who caused all this, you, beautiful diva, you must be responsible for taking this little love from me, and let me be satisfied again, and you are also obliged to be my wife , serve me with my other 53 wives?"

Regulus' righteous accusation left Silvia speechless.

What kind of fallacy is this?

"Compared to you, that man who's been a little playful lately is simply..."

In the middle of speaking, Silvia suddenly froze.

Because, she noticed a problem that she had to pay attention to.

"53 wives?"

Isn't it 291?

How did it become 53?

I don't know if he saw Sylvia's doubts, but Regulus said that nonchalantly.

The sentence that made Silvia angry.

"It's nothing surprising. My love won't disappear just because of my wife's death. Even if I kill them, I still love them?"

Those words made Sylvia's heart freeze.

killed?

This person killed his wife?

"……why?"

Facing the question of Sylvia, Regulus said something inconceivable.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter if I'm alive or not. My love will always remain the same. When my wife does something wrong and makes me feel unhappy, isn't it natural for me to personally punish her as a husband?"

ahh...

Silvia finally understood.

Originally, because of her own kindness, Silvia didn't want to kill others, so she planned to delay the time and hand over the fighting to Fang Li.

But now, Silvia understood.

The boy in front of him is not human at all.

"Fight, Sylvie..."

The voice of the saint from within the body groaned as if responding to Silvia's anger.

then…

"call----!"

When the wind rang, Silvia had already disappeared in place.

With a figure like a shadow, with the courage enough to pierce his eyes, he rushed to Regulus.

Regulus didn't react at all.

"Boom!"

A powerful palm strike landed heavily on his abdomen.

"call out----!"

The next moment, Regulus' figure rubbed against the air, and flew upside down amidst the sharp sound of breaking through the air.