At such a close distance, the pressure brought by the man in front of him made the hairs on Fang Mo's body suddenly stand up, and an unprecedented sense of life and death crisis surged into his heart.
He has never seen such a powerful aura.
So far, apart from Master and others, the most powerful existence he has ever seen is the "Klein" realm Bixian in Shangjing City. But compared with the man in front of him, the Bixian's aura is really
Weak and pitiful.
Both are "Klein", but the gap is so big?
The instinct of the beast made Fang Mo want to retreat immediately, but at this moment, a tyrannical pressure from the realm pressed on his shoulders, locking him in place and not allowing him to move at all.
Big beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and soon turned into frost. He stared at the man in front of him, the muscles in his legs were tense, and he tried his best to stop himself.
fell to his knees.
Although he is an agent of the gods, he is still a fledgling bird whose wings are not yet full-fledged. He is in the "Chi" realm and has no power to fight back against a "Klein"-level agent of the gods.
"Speaking of which, I have never killed Daxia's agent of the gods." The man narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand, casually pointed at Fang Mo's eyebrows, and sneered,
"If I kill you, God Daxia will be very angry, right?"
Fang Mo's eyes suddenly shrank.
Ode——!!
A flash of sword light whizzed past the wind and snow, and struck the man's wrist with precision. The latter's eyes narrowed, and he quickly took half a step back.
But his speed was still a step slower.
The sharp sword tip grazed the man's palm, leaving a bloody sword mark. The end of the sword light was soaked in the dark night, spinning half a circle in the air, and hovering in mid-air.
Drops of blood dripped from the sword's edge, and blood-colored flowers bloomed in the white snow directly below.
In the sky above the hilt of the sword, the dawn was rapidly dimming.
Night falls.
The life and death crisis was over. Fang Mo lost his inertia and fell backwards. He staggered half a step and fell to the ground.
"This is..." He looked up at the sky and murmured to himself.
The pure night spread in the sky, like a ferocious beast, ruthlessly devouring the rising sun, covering up all the light in an instant.
The moment night fell, Fang Mo's heart calmed down, his tense muscles relaxed slightly, and a smile that would last a lifetime appeared on the corner of his pale mouth.
That one is here... He will not die today.
"Um?"
The man first looked at his unhealed palm, then raised his head, staring at the sudden night, with a look of surprise on his face.
"The rumored No. 1 killing artifact of Takamagahara and the power of the goddess of the night...is it another agent?"
As if he noticed something, he turned his head and looked at the nothingness ahead.
Under the dark night, a dark red figure flickered out strangely, standing quietly in front of Fang Mo who fell to the ground in the wind and snow.
"Fang Mo, please go back first...
I'm here, no one can hurt you."
He raised his right hand and placed it on the snow-white hilt of the knife at his waist. In the dim sky and earth, a pair of furious golden eyes pulsated like a furnace, and a cold killing intent swept out!
Fang Mo gritted his teeth and without any hesitation, he got up from the ground and quickly ran away.
He knew very well that given his level, staying on the field would only increase the burden on Lin Qiye, and any aftermath of the battle might make him irrecoverable.
"My body exudes the aura of the goddess of the night, but those eyes..." The man didn't even look at Fang Mo who was leaving, but looked at Lin Qiye's beating golden eyes, his face full of confusion.
"Is it Michael? Are you the agent of the goddess of the night or the agent of Seraph?"
Two completely different auras of gods appeared in one person at the same time. Although Andrei, as an agent of Gaia, the God of Earth, has been walking in the fog all year round, he has never encountered such a situation.
With the ability of translation magic left by Merlin, Lin Qiye was able to clearly understand what Andre meant.
But he didn't mean to answer.
Clang——!
There was a crisp sound of the knife, and the blade of [Zhanbai] instantly tore through the cold air. The blade ignored the space and slashed directly towards Andre's throat.
He doesn't need to know the other party's identity, nor does he need to know the other party's motives. He only knows that if he had arrived slower, Fang Mo would already be a corpse...
He will kill anyone who dares to kill his soldiers.
Although the recruits had passed the cliff, they had not left Lin Qiye's mental perception range. From the moment Fang Mo deviated from the route and headed here, Lin Qiye had been paying close attention to his movements.
The moment Andre appeared in his mental perception, Lin Qiye sent a signal to the others through the radio, and then rushed over as quickly as possible.
The sharp sword light suddenly appeared in front of Andre. The latter seemed not to have thought that this sword had the ability to penetrate space. At the critical moment, he forcibly twisted his body, allowing the sword to narrowly avoid the vital part of his throat.
, and then slashed hard into his chest.
The ferocious knife marks stretched from his shoulder to the lower abdomen on the other side. Although they seemed serious, they did not cause fatal injuries to him.
"A sword that can cut nothing, and a knife that ignores space?" Andre quickly guessed the ability of the snow-white sword, and his face darkened.
Lin Qiye's unexpected attack did make him suffer, but this does not mean that he will be afraid of Lin Qiye. He is just an agent of the gods in the "infinite" realm. Even if he is holding two tricky weapons, it is nothing to him.
fatal threat.
Andre raised his right hand and casually moved towards the sky. The ground within a radius of two kilometers suddenly trembled violently. Several snow-covered rock and soil snakes raised their heads and hit Lin Qiye who was standing in the center one after another.
Lin Qiye held Zhanbai in his hand and activated [Night Flash], and his figure quickly disappeared from the spot.
"ridiculous."
Andre sensed slight spatial fluctuations, sneered, slowly closed his eyes, and stepped hard on the ground with his right foot!
The next moment, an extremely huge eye suddenly opened from the gap in the broken earth under his feet. In the white of the black eye, a scarlet pupil rotated rapidly, and soon locked on a certain piece of nothingness.
The pupil of the giant eye shrank slightly.
boom--!
A dull impact sounded, and Lin Qiye's figure was forcibly shaken out of the space and fell from the sky.
He endured the severe pain in his chest and adjusted his body shape, like a light swan goose stepping on the head of a snake of rock and earth, and retreated to a fragment of a broken boulder.