Soul of Negary

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“Although my willpower is as solid as a rock, even after 1000 and 100 years will not change, I think that if I want to be the ruler of everything, my willpower is not enough. When you face the temptation, no matter what How to stick to the character of my belief is exactly what I have always needed.”

Negary looked at Smick, said with a smile: “As a reward for my approval, I will suppress my physical fitness and make my strength speed reach the state of human Peak, without using telekinesis ability. If you can defeat me, I will let you go, and it’s okay to cooperate with your Your Majesty.”

“Stop talking!” It was clear that Smick was still standing far away, but his voice sounded not far from Negary, and the distant Smick flashed twice and disappeared.

“Don’t you have a long memory?” Negary’s right hand changed. Gold-eating germs gathered in his right hand, and a white blade stretched out from his right wrist, holding an invisible weapon.

Negary turned his head suddenly, and a wound suddenly appeared on his cheek, exposing the dark germs inside. A trace of white anger dissipated, and of course the small wound was repaired soon.

“The reason why you can find me is relying on the things floating in the air.” Smick’s voice came out: “They are all over the space, so even if I hide my body, you can pass through the air. The division of things, to judge my position and even my actions.”

“I have seen through your little tricks, Negary.” Smick stepped back, gradually revealing his figure, and more and more Smick showed his figure.

“The flow of light, the illusion of light.” By mobilizing the rhythm of light, various illusions are formed, and light is not a deadly thing. These phantoms of light are obviously the appearance of people, but they give people the feeling. Like each and everyone sun, the spreading germs that are close to the illusion are all wiped out by the rhythm of light.

“So you can’t tell me true or false through the rhythm.” A dozen Smick stood in different positions, and his voice seemed to have been processed in some way, making it impossible to tell where it came from.

“You really have a hand, Smick.” Negary praised: “Show more of your potential and make your soul more delicious.”

Negary raised his right hand and rushed towards the smicks. He did what he said and suppressed his physical fitness to the human Peak. Although it is still incredible fast, it is not the kind of fast that makes people too late to react.

More than a dozen Smicks pressed over, these illusions were extremely realistic, and Negary couldn’t tell the truth from the false. The real Smicks were mixed in, and if one didn’t respond quickly, the other party would succeed.

The first Smick rushed over without the slightest hesitation, raised his scimitar and slashed towards Negary. Negary raised his wrist sword to resist, only to find that Smick was passing through, just a fantasy.

Then while Negary raised his hand to respond, several smicks simultaneously raised their scimitars to attack from different angles. After dealing with this person’s attack, the others could not respond. Once they chose to respond to the fantasy attack, the real smick would face up. To the unguarded Negary.

Just next moment, the 5 fingers of Negary’s left hand exploded together, and the pitch-black liquid sputtered from the fingers to the smick all around. All the liquid penetrated through it. It turns out that all these attacking smicks are phantoms.

“Is it so cautious?” Negary said quite unexpectedly. He had thought of this test method just now. If Smick was really in the illusion of the attack just now, Negary would be lethal without the slightest hesitation. Kill him with one blow.

Smick didn’t answer, more than a dozen phantoms constantly exchanged positions, and occasionally overlapped, separated backwards, making it impossible to distinguish, the true or false, and then a group of two, constantly attacking from different directions.

If it’s not sure that it’s a phantom and that it’s a daoist, it’s equivalent to more than a dozen smicks attacking him, Negary’s left wrist also has a sword blade, and the left and right hands are dancing at the same time. Any approaching smick will be drawn first. Over a sword.

The illusion’s attack became more and more fierce, and Negary looked a little tired of coping.

The blade crossed a silhouette of Smick. After the blade passed through unimpededly, Negary twitched the blade to attack other phantoms, but the half-layer phantom continued to swing the scimitar and chop towards Negary. If you look closely, You will find that the scimitar has a layer of illusory shadow.

Just when Smick thought he was going to succeed, Negary’s body turned, ignoring the illusion that the sword of his left hand was holding Smick’s scimitar, and his right hand stabbed forward without the slightest hesitation.

At the crucial moment, Smick noticed something was wrong and did not hesitate. He adjusted his own rhythm through changes, allowing his body to change state at that moment, and his body leaped back to the back, half-squatting on the ground to cover his waist. In between, I saw there was already a finger-deep wound.

Looking at the blood on the blade, Negary shook the head. If Smick’s reaction was slower, his wrist sword would pierce his heart instead of his abdomen.

Smick looked at the white bones under his feet, swiping the machete in his hand several times, only to see a piece of white bone with a black strip of meat.

“Although your illusion is very realistic, the fake is the fake. Among these, only you have the weight.” Negary explained with a smile: “So I have gathered an excessive amount of germs in some bones, hiding Among the white bones, even your rhythm of light cannot kill them instantly. Your stepping on will cause the germs inside to change position, thus exposing your position.”

Of course, Negary didn’t tell Smick that Smick’s flow of light is completely useless in front of his perception scene, and the trifling light changes cannot block the perception field.

So from the very beginning, Smick had no chance of winning against Negary. The situation he showed was that the opponent could win with a little effort to stimulate the opponent’s potential, but in essence Negary always dominates the battle. Walking towards, he kept squeezing a few hole cards.

It is precisely with this absolute advantage that Negary will stimulate the opponent’s potential and make all kinds of releases. In this World, there is no protagonist’s halo. Under the Unlucky attribute, only strength and wisdom can be relied on.

“Then, Smick, continue to show your potential, I am looking forward to it more and more.” Negary said with a smile: “Or just give up, submit to me.”

Smick kept breathing, adjusting his rhythm, looked towards Negary on the opposite side, stood up and prepared to fight again. He didn’t want to sink, so he chose to continue fighting.

It is this persistence that makes Negary laugh more happily.