Chapter 66: Indifferent Avente! (Seeking a monthly ticket~~)
Although Jason's mouth has been opened to the extreme, it is unrealistic to swallow the entire rock cube in one go.
He could only swallow the entire rock cube in three attempts.
Crunch, crunch.
The rock cubes coated with honey are extremely sweet in the mouth, and then there is an extra taste of cream. If the taste of cream is unforgettable, then the addition of 'sweet' cream is full of joy.
, Jason chewed heavily, but unfortunately he couldn't swallow. Although his intestines and stomach were extremely powerful, he still couldn't digest rocks, steel bars and the like.
After chewing it a dozen times, Jason spit out the residue.
The joy of eating delicious food appeared on his face.
【The Crime and Punishment of Eating, Ark (Fragments)!】
[Physical strength, energy, and injuries are restored to an excess level! 】
【Satisfaction +200!】
【Satiety: 360】
[Excitement of eating +3]
【The excitement of eating:7】
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"Have I died 50 times before?"
Jason suddenly realized that he had died so quickly and so many times that Jason couldn't even record it.
However, the satiety level of 310 before and now increased by 200 points to a satiety level of 360 points are visible.
Jason once again felt that if he had a tombstone every time he died, he would have circled the earth at a certain distance and taken a big step forward.
Then, Jason was attracted by the "Excitement of Food".
3 o'clock!
This number was 1 point more than Jason expected.
According to his initial estimate, the strange and crazy man was 1 point, and the rock cube was 1 point.
And it's 3 o'clock now.
Is it because the latter digested the former and some wonderful reactions occurred?
Or does it add up to 3 points?
If it's the former, there's naturally nothing to say, but if it's the latter...
"Save up 'food' and swallow it in one gulp?"
Jason frowned.
For Jason at this stage, it is no longer difficult to restrain his 'hunger'.
But that's just for most ordinary foods. For "food" in the real sense, it's still quite difficult.
Not to mention, save up ‘food’.
Just thinking about that feeling makes Jason feel extremely tormented.
However, this does not prevent Jason from preparing to do it.
Because, Jason knew that this was also a necessary process for him to overcome his 'hunger'.
Maybe……
Can I make some jerky?
Jason thought silently and looked at the total number of [Eating Excitement].
7 o'clock!
It takes 8 points to improve [Protection from Evil]!
1 o'clock left!
As long as he has 1 more point of [Excitement of Food], he can upgrade [Protection from Evil] to the master level!
Master level!
Just looking at the prefix, Jason made a guess.
It must be the first level of qualitative change!
Now he only has a little left to reach this level!
Goal is almost accomplished!
Even Jason couldn't help but smile. He stood up and dusted himself off. However, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he entered a nearby house to look for clothes to wear.
In the battle just now, most of his clothes had been damaged. Only some shields and a few leather pockets were left, which only protected his vital parts, but he still felt chilly when he walked.
With his tall and strong body, Jason had a hard time finding clothes that fit him, so he could only choose them selectively.
Finally, he found a large overall in a butcher shop, but he could not find a suitable top, so he had to choose a leather apron used by butchers when cutting meat.
After rinsing it with water, Jason put the apron directly on his upper body. He took a look at the old blood stains and filth on it. Jason raised his eyebrows. He hoped to wash it again, but time did not allow it!
Buzz!
On the northwest outskirts of Ang City, a sharp sword shot into the sky.
"Has it started yet?"
Feeling such sharpness, Jason took a deep breath, picked up the mask and slowly put it on.
Not ‘Night Owl’!
It's Jason's hockey mask.
Avant's sword intention is not only about fighting, but also telling them: the plan is going well, let's start the next step!
After a slight adjustment, the hockey mask quickly calmed Jason down. He raised his hand and pulled out the broad-bladed short-handled machete. The sharp blade reflected the mask he was wearing in the moonlight.
Under the moonlight, the hockey mask looked cold, and Jason's eyes were even colder.
He looked at the position where the sword intent was rising to the sky.
He felt the distortion that was constantly struggling under the sharp sword.
Indifferent words filled with murderous intent sounded from behind the mask——
"The world is filthy again."
…
After hearing the footsteps, the Pope's ministers subconsciously raised their heads.
When he saw the figure wearing a black cloak and a night owl mask, he was immediately startled.
Immediately, he shouted to stop.
"stop!"
"You blasphemer!"
Along with such words, a white light stained with blood appeared in his hand. This light condensed in his hand and turned into a long sword in his breath.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the 'Night Owl' in front of him.
The holy light suddenly enveloped the 'Night Owl', and huge pressure fell from the sky like a mountain.
However, for this 'Night Owl', such pressure seems to not exist.
He continued to move forward.
"stop!"
The Pope's ministers shouted again, and then slashed out with their swords.
The distance between the two sides was more than ten meters, but when the sword was struck, a scarlet light shot directly from the long sword, which was white and slightly stained with blood, as if the sword energy was like a secret technique.
Moreover, it is very fast.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of this ‘Night Owl’.
The eyes behind the mask of 'Night Owl' couldn't help but squint when they saw this attack method that looked like sword energy and a secret technique.
Snap!
The scarlet light shattered like porcelain dropped to the ground.
A faint smell of blood began to permeate the surroundings.
"With too much external force, your sword...is not sincere enough."
Avant said slowly.
"If it can kill you, it is a good sword!"
"You can block one block, but what about a hundred blocks?"
The Pope's minister roared low and swung the sword in his hand again.
Just as he said, as he swung his sword, mixed with the strong smell of blood, hundreds of scarlet rays of light appeared, and in this scarlet ray of light, twisted faces were looming.
They stared at Avant.
The eyes are vicious, filled with hatred and murderous intent.
Ordinary people will shudder as long as they are looked at.
Avant, on the other hand, was calm and composed.
Moreover, I still have time to observe these scarlet lights.
After a moment, the 'Sword Master' nodded.
"So that's it."
"Sacrificing lives and twisting souls... As expected, this is the consistent practice of the 'temple'."
Avant said.
"So what if you find out?"
"You are now surrounded by hundreds of 'annihilations'!"
The Pope's ministers sneered.
His forehead was dripping with sweat. It was obvious that using hundreds of "Nirvana" was a considerable burden for him.
"'Nirvana'?"
Avant was stunned when he heard the name, and then shook his head.
Although he didn't say any words, his eyes showed his thoughts.
Not worthy!
The attack method in front of you is a mixture of sword energy, secret techniques and other products, and it is not worthy of being called 'annihilation'.
"snort!"
The Pope's minister snorted coldly and said no more.
Hundreds of sword auras that he thought were 'nirvana' rushed towards Avant with bursts of sharp howls from the souls of injustice.
Invisible howls spread out, and the frightened birds in the distance fell to the ground one by one, making no sound. The insects hidden deep in the ground also stiffened.
An aura similar to plunder appeared on ‘Nirvana’.
Their scarlet light became more and more dazzling.
And the papal ministers also fell into this category of plunder.
The face that was originally quite plump shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, he didn't care.
He wants to see Avant die!
One hundred paths of ‘annihilation’ will definitely kill Avant!
The people close to the Pope were very firm.
Then--
Bang bang bang!
The hundred streaks of 'Nirvana' that flew towards Avant were shattered one after another.
The shattering sound was like slaps one after another on the faces of the Pope's ministers.
Not only was it painful, but it also made him unbelievable.
"Impossible!"
"The Pope said it!"
"As long as a hundred paths of 'Nirvana' are found, they will definitely be able to kill you!"
The Pope's ministers roared.
"He's right."
"One Hundred Paths of 'Nirvana' can indeed kill me, but only the me before."
"Me now?"
"It's still a little short of that."
"but……"
Avant spoke with the same tone, but he stopped before he finished speaking.
He adjusted his stance slightly and looked at the Pope's ministers in front of him.
The other person, who had been so excited just now, became silent at this time, his aura became even more obscure, and a trace of distortion that did not belong to the human world appeared on the other person's body.
Snap!
Where the opponent was standing, the ground beneath his feet was broken.
Not broken in the traditional sense.
It's like a mirror being hit, except for cracks.
Or rather...
The space is broken.
"Hey, nice sacrifice."
"I feel you... are delicious."
The Pope's minister spoke.
I couldn't tell whether the voice was male or female, nor could I tell whether it was holy or dirty.
There is only one twist.
Standing on the broken earth, this distortion began to grow rapidly, as if it was about to infect the entire world.
Avant looked at this scene and did not hesitate to praise him.
"So that's it."
"I actually completed the 'divination' by relying on these conditions in front of me!"
“It’s amazing!”
There was admiration, but no more surprise.
From the moment he appeared here, Avant had roughly guessed what he would encounter, not to mention Edmon's reminder.
The cooperation between Lawrence and the ‘Temple’ must be a win-win situation!
Only if there is a 'win-win' situation, the 'Temple' will take action!
So, please be careful!
because……
It's possible they have a real trump card in store.
Recalling Edemon's words in his mind, Avant took a slow breath, just as he had slowed down his tone before, slowly and leisurely.
Then, he stepped towards the 'god' in front of him.
His voice became clearer.
"It has already been dusk for the gods."
"The dawn belongs to mortals."
Looking at Avant approaching, the so-called 'god' smiled.
"Without the guidance of the gods, how could a mortal survive the long night?"
"bring it on!"
"bring it on!"
"Return to our arms!"
"Let us guide you to the true 'Paradise'."
As he spoke, He used the body of a close servant of the Pope to open his arms, as if to welcome Avant.
Avant also smiled.
"So, 'Night Owl' appeared!"
"'Night Owl' spreads its wings in the night!"
"Under the wings of 'Night Owl'... all mortals are protected!"
Clang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Avant's long sword was unsheathed.
There is no sword energy, let alone anything earth-shattering.
It was just an ordinary horizontal slash with a sword.
Then, sheath the sword.
An ordinary swordsman can do it after practicing for a year. He can even pull out a beautiful sword flower when sheathing it, and he deserves a lot of applause.
The so-called 'god' can swallow thousands of such swordsmen in an instant.
But now, all he could do was bow his head.
Look at His broken body.
The earth healed.
He is broken.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
He hesitated and was surprised.
Avant was calm, and his tone was still slow as he spoke about the sword that he believed, believed in, and should appear——