Chapter 15 There are too many monsters and monsters in Tokyo
Even in the corner of the shop where no one was paying attention due to the mental interference of the Dragon King, Xia Mi's reaction at this moment seemed a bit intense.
He punched the plastic round table next to him, and this simple product was immediately dismembered by the unparalleled "power" and shattered into evenly sized diamond-shaped fragments all over the floor.
The furious Xia Mi looked far away at the other side of the sea, the short country, his dark golden pupils filled with violent firelight:
"I'm going to find him and let this damn betrayer taste all the pain I have experienced in this long time..."
Before she could finish her harsh words, Wuyue, who picked up her cup in time, shook her head and interrupted: "Calm down."
"Whether you are his opponent now is another matter."
"There's nothing you can do about him who masters movement."
Hearing this, Xia Mi's expression suddenly became uncertain, but he did not refute Wuyue's words.
Like a proud black swan, she raised her neck angrily, but her voice softened and she muttered: "Then let him try my poison!"
Jormungandr is quite aware of this.
Among the five elements, "wind" is the closest to "spirit" and "fire", and the distance to "earth" and "water" is the furthest.
The King of Wind, who controls movement, has the worst compatibility with her among all Dragon Kings.
"Mastering the movement of all things is almost equivalent to controlling time..." Xia Mi's eyes were cold, "With such ability, that guy can almost be said to be 'invincible'... No matter what the enemy is, he always seems to be invincible.
land."
After calming down, Xia Mi stopped thinking about finding trouble.
Even though her [Earthly Poison] has a physical and permanent killing effect, that hypocritical tempter will never give her a chance to get close.
Stop time, shape your body, control your feelings...
The power of the Dragon King called [Timeless Heart Curse] is such a thing.
He is different from the other twin, the Dragon King, who is called the "King of the Sky" and the "Lord of the Spirit".
The "Lord of the Stars" who is currently showing his divine power on the other side of the ocean is an abyss that is absolutely insurmountable for the weak.
If Fenrir is recognized as the "strongest" among all dragon kings, then he is the "second" most powerful competitor!
A cold air appeared in the palm of my hand, and I chilled the drink in my hand again. The foggy moon bent my eyes like a crescent moon:
"But he... isn't the final winner, right?"
"As long as you fail once, you will never be called 'invincible'."
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Far East, Mirror Field·Genji Heavy Industries.
Uesugi Koshi, who looked as shocked as a passerby, Minamoto and his son, Zero, who was urgently adjusting his organizational equipment, Herzog, who was stuck on the blood branch like a piece of rotten meat...
Everything reflected from the real world, whether it is "will" or "action", has fallen into stillness.
In short - "time" has stopped.
The Wind King, with his hands behind his back, looked down at the Hell Sword that was slashing towards his neck, and the red sharp horns on his forehead, just like the boy who was called a "ghost" in this land.
His voice was as elusive as the misty wind: "Only pure spirit can avoid being completely stopped."
There is a swirling golden eye in the depths, staring into the trembling cross pupils of the young girl.
The next moment, the King of Wind raised his arms and clapped approvingly:
"The moment I stopped time, did I turn myself into a dream?"
"Yan Ling Dream Tapir... No, you have a more interesting power than it."
——Profound meaning, "Dream without Water Moon".
The product of the combined action of the divine name text "Remembering Bad" and the speaking spirit "Dream Tapir", it is the crystallization of the fusion of demonic power and dragon blood to a certain height... It can be said to be an ability that breaks common sense.
After Minamoto Shojo defeated Kazama Ruri and achieved unity with her other self, his power was once again sublimated in all aspects.
Because of this, even when faced with the power of the Dragon King at this moment... Yuan Zhennu still retains a bit of room for resistance.
But, that's all.
"Is this the only level...?"
There was no time to think about whether this was also a "miracle". Even though her body turned into a dream, Yuan Jingnu still felt that she could not move forward in this still world.
The cross pupils in his eyes were as narrow as crosshairs, even though he had pushed with all his strength.
The trembling blade only moved forward an inch with difficulty while everything was still.
At this level...how could it be possible to hurt the noble Dragon King?
The tiny insects living in the three-dimensional world are not afraid of the enemy's terrifying power to control time.
Full of anger and reluctance, Yuan Zhennu stared at the King of Wind who was just around the corner, with dark flames burning in her eyes.
Far darker than the murderous intention, an unknown turbid substance surged out from the chest of his frozen body, rushing, rising and leaping crazily! Resisting the mighty power of the dragon king to stop time!
There was almost no hesitation. He did not wait for the hesitation in his heart to speak, but he would push his power to the next level without hesitation!
Facing the Dragon King who was almost in his prime, he knew that he had no chance of hesitation.
Even if he sacrifices everything he has, no matter whether it is an egg hitting a stone, a jade stone or something else, he will try today to see if he can let the superior dragon king taste the taste of bloodshed!
However, at this moment, the blood in his consciousness suddenly screamed:
"Don't!!"
"That person is already here!!"
Hearing the vaguely frightened cry of the contract demon, a ray of surprise suddenly flashed through Yuan Zhennu's heart. In this short 0.02 seconds, before his movements stopped, a cold sword light appeared without warning.
Lights up behind the Wind King who just raised his palm!
——It’s a sneak attack!
It wasn't a ferocious attack like Iai's quick severing of dimensions. It looked like a sword that the girl was wielding carelessly like a paintbrush. Not only did it lack power, but the angle was soft and had no deterrent effect.
But since his appearance, the Wind King's footsteps wavered for the first time.
A shallow knife mark covered by dense frost appeared on the king's back, freezing the iron-blue blood that overflowed from it. His holy and god-like demeanor also had a crack under this messy knife.
"Word spirit...judgment."
"The spirit of death that should not be controlled by humans."
Whispering like poetry, the King of Wind turned around and looked back at the young man in white who appeared from countless broken mirrors, and the boy and girl beside him, each holding a sword.
It was a cold-faced killer with lion-like eyes and a dragon's heart beating in his chest.
And the red-haired miko, whose eyes are as clear and pure as a baby's, holding a tachi like a crayon.
In the middle of them, a black-haired young man with a white uniform coat draped over his shoulders, who seemed to be smiling but had an indifferent gaze like a god, reached out and took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"In this land, all kinds of monsters, monsters and monsters emerge in endlessly."