Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

A crazy battle is unfolding on a field filled with bones.

Under the increasingly dazed eyes of Verokakins and Kanisa, Fan Wei not only did not run away, but rushed towards the angel who was like the god of death!

His sword energy was like waves, continuous and endless. Each one was like a wave crest, bombarding the fighting spirit aura around the angel. The perfect circle strangled the attack, but was forced to bend by the powerful offensive.

Swoosh! There was another sound of breaking through the air, severing everything.

Fan Wei was chopped away by Zhenba's fighting spirit, and countless blood marks appeared on his body, which quickly repaired themselves. This blow that almost took his life not only did not scare him, but instead made him look excited.

"That's crazy! Wouldn't that young people be too excited and frightened?"

Uncle Caggins was still running away, and although he was talking, he felt something was not right.

The fact that he could be resurrected after being killed by an angel was beyond the Grand Secretary's expectation. Now the young man, who seemed to have become stronger, actually attacked the angel directly.

His brain is not enough.

"That's really crazy..."

This was the only comment she could make, and Kanisa, who had already stopped and was looking intently at Fan Wei's figure, was so excited that she shouted out.

"Boss, you're so handsome!"

At this moment, Fan Wei was in pain and happiness. Being attacked again confirmed his guess that the angel's attack frequency was indeed related to her singing.

While practicing the secret technique of "Forging the Divine Body", one can clearly feel the feeling when taking a direct hit from the True Domineering Fighting Qi.

The body is really getting stronger!

That feeling is like a red-hot piece of iron on an anvil. After being hit hard by a sledgehammer, sparks fly out and it is slowly optimized during the forging. Its weak parts are constantly improved, and the effect is surprisingly good!

The secret medicine formula probably plays a catalytic role in this link.

Although he is not taking any auxiliary medicine at the moment, Fan Wei can still achieve better results at no cost by absorbing the energy provided by the martial arts realm.

"Come again!"

He subconsciously let out a hearty shout, then immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

The person in front of her is not a gentle sparring partner, she is a killing angel, a monster from the end of the world! Although the angel kills people in a regular way, it may just depend on her mood.

What should I do if I provoke and anger the other party, and he doubles his strength and kills me instantly?

Fan Wei could sense that the True Tyrant Fighting Qi he had endured before was not the Angel's full strength at all, because the subsequent attacks were much stronger. If it weren't for the Martial Realm and the red potion, he would have recovered quickly.

Maybe he was seriously injured.

It’s better not to provoke her if possible. Fan Wei carefully stepped aside and moved around to attract the angel’s footsteps, preventing her from going in the direction of Cakins and Kanisha.

The wilderness, which used to be home to countless dangers, is now extremely quiet.

The monsters sensed the murderous intent coming from the angels and hid themselves. Before the red poison completely destroyed their brains, the monsters that survived still had some survival instincts left.

The angel seemed to have discovered that ordinary Zhenba Dou Qi could not kill Fan Wei at all.

She twisted her head slightly, and for the first time, her face covered with white bone armor seemed to be looking out, and at the same time, she raised the curved blade on her arm.

The black and red colors stained the white bone blade, and infinite pressure was revealed in the ethereal singing.

A truly terrifying attack is coming!

Ding! Yin Xin blocked a black and red aura that was rushing towards him. This was the first time Fan Wei successfully blocked it. He injected a large amount of energy into his weapon, and the holy light and the sun god fire were as bright as the morning light.

Black flames are not suitable for facing the True Tyrant's fighting spirit, as both forces are extremely destructive.

It just depends on which side is stronger, and then they will bring together the other destructive force and kill them in one breath. Fan Wei doesn't want to make things difficult for himself.

He blocked a ray of True Domineering Qi, and before he could feel happy, he immediately felt a chill down his spine!

The angel came lightly! The sharp blades on the slender body intertwined with dazzling blood light, completely covering him.

The powerful force knocked Fan Wei backward, and he could only barely hold up his defense. The shining blade and the black and red energy collided with each other, creating splashes of energy spots.

Everything around is like being swept into the center of a hurricane!

The terrifying destructive power of Zhenba's fighting spirit even affected Yinxin's blade. The long sword made an unwilling humming sound and stubbornly shone under the suppression.

The creaking and groaning of metal and the pain in his wrist made Fan Wei want to dodge.

But reason told him that if he avoided the sharp edge, he would probably bear more terrible pressure! And emotion also made Fan Wei not want to hide, no matter whether he was a chef, a warrior or a ranger.

The fighting spirit to face challenges head-on is indispensable!

Fight! Even if you will be killed, you must fight!

Passion dominated his body, mind and hands, and Fan Wei, with his fighting spirit ignited, fought back hard. "Forging of the Divine Body" was running in his body, combining his past combat experience and learned skills.

Under the influence of the academic thinking, they emerged one after another.

Boom! Like the roar of a mad dragon, Fan Wei slashed out like a dragon, and blazing flames and golden light poured out like a breath, attacking and eliminating a section of black and red fighting spirit.

He turned around and slashed, the blade of light was as fast as the wind, rushing forward wildly!

The blades on Yinxin and the angel's body kept colliding, and the sharp sound split mountains and rocks. Verokakins and Kanisa, who were a hundred meters away, only felt a tingling in their ear canals, and a feeling of nausea surged in their trembling hearts.

"Has this kid's potential been unleashed?"

The university scholar, who seriously suspected that Fan Wei had changed, complained in astonishment.

Abandon life and death, abandon fear! The hearty battle allowed Fan Wei to release his strongest power. With every agitation, all the strength in his body became one.

New Year’s Greetings Sword Technique—heavy sword chopping!

One strike after another, colliding with the angel's sharp edge.

The two were surrounded by strong light, which collided with each other and burst out with even stronger light, like lightning in the clouds. Their body movements, swordsmanship, skills, and even internal energy were completely integrated.

The battle at this time is not a form of attack, but a natural rhythm of life.

Fan Wei was bleeding, but he was not afraid. Without the intention to concentrate his mind, he would not be able to reach the highest level of this skill!

Whoosh—Buzz!

The bone blade trembled, and the angel suddenly stopped. She stood a few meters away from Fan Wei, her slender legs crossed like a dancer, and the requiem that had stopped for a moment sounded again.

A disembodied voice came from under the mask that concealed the facial features.

If you listen carefully, you can even feel some childishness, as if it were a soprano in the hall, with the ending note piercing the soul. Every song has a climax, and Fan Wei intuitively feels that the climax of everything is at this moment.

The angels sang the high notes!

“Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah——!!” A terrifying singing voice suddenly came from the seemingly silent and quiet white figure, and the angels began to dance!

The stinging pain on his face made Fan Wei subconsciously step back.

But he rushed forward in an instant. This was a battle that could not be retreated!

Boom! The first wave of True Tyrant Dou Qi almost blasted him away, and then the second one! The third one! One after another! Like a surging wave! They hit the silver center that was almost immovable.

Wait, Fan Wei no longer cared about the fear that he was about to be swallowed up, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Is this the Smoke and Cloud Sword Technique? ! The sword technique that Yun Xin taught him!

Angels are learning! How is this possible???

But the fact that shattered people's three views happened right before their eyes. After only a few rounds of attacks, the angel had learned the skills used by Fan Wei.

Even better than him in using it!

His momentum was weakened instantly, and what shocked Fan Wei even more was yet to come. He gritted his teeth and took a strong attack of black and red fighting spirit, but the force coming from his hand instantly doubled.

Blood mist splattered, the arm shattered, and the whole person flipped over and flew out, confirming the identity of this skill.

Heavy sword chop!

It is the super-evolved version of the skill that Fan Wei possesses, which instantly doubles the lethality!

Finished! My life is over. This monster is so terrifying that it is beyond imagination. All the skills he just used have been learned, such as 'Dragon Shaking Sword' and 'Counterattack'.

The shadows of these skills are already visible in the distance, but Fan Wei is completely unable to cope with them.

His stats were already far behind, and now he couldn't even match his skills. He really couldn't win at all! The end of his life was actually a hearty battle.

Although it's not what I want, it seems...it can't be called a regret.

Fan Wei calmed down. His arm was broken and he was unable to defend himself. He saw an angel flying towards him and hitting him in the heart with a palm.

Intense pain instantly swept through the body, like broken glass fibers being injected into the blood vessels, and millions of sharp needles stabbing and cutting, rushing from the heart to the limbs and bones.

Is it really that cruel?! The calmness before death was gone, and Fan Wei just wanted to scream.

Ouch! It hurts! It hurts so much!

His skin was red and bloody, and he subconsciously swung his left arm and threw a punch to vent his anger. Naturally, this small punch had no power and was caught by the angel.

But then, something unexpected happened.

A stream of black and red fighting spirit emerged from the tip of Fan Wei's fist and penetrated the back of the angel's palm.

The world seemed to have stopped. Amid the chaos, a tall angel with a white complexion of bright red held Fan Wei's fist with one hand and supported his lower back with the other.

Humming softly, the Requiem stopped.

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore?" Just coming back to his senses from the severe pain, Fan Wei felt a strange power surging in his body.

It is still very weak, but it is growing slowly, rising and falling together with the operation of "Forging the Divine Body", as if they are of the same origin.

Really Dominant Fighting Qi?! He possessed Really Dominant Fighting Qi.

The angel unclenched her fists and slowly retreated. She did not kill Fan Wei, as if that was no longer her goal.

In the End of the World, there are no creatures that survived the Requiem, and the "Forging of the Divine Body", a reward from the Tower of God, seems to have some connection with the God of War and the battle with the True Tyrant.

Legs gracefully intertwined, the angel's hands hanging at her sides, casting a gaze from behind her bone-white mask.

After being stared at for a while, Fan Wei blushed silently and covered his lower body. When reshaping his body, he couldn't put his clothes back together... It was really embarrassing.

"No, if you're fine, I'll leave first."

The angel stood there in silence for a while. Apart from looking at him, it seemed that he had no other reaction. Fan Wei tried to take two steps back, but to no avail.

So he blocked with both hands, picked up the silver heart, and ran away in small steps.

The angel just watched him go away without moving.

"That's amazing, young man. You actually managed to survive the hands of an angel." As soon as Willokakins saw Fan Wei, he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

I just took the red medicine and grew my arm back.

Fan Wei, who felt exhausted at this time, bent over and held his legs to catch his breath. The time for the martial arts realm was up, and the side effects suddenly became apparent, almost causing him to collapse to the ground.

Willow Cakins supported him, took a quick look and exclaimed, "Young man, you have a lot of capital, but your endurance is lacking."

"You can do it! Go fight the angel!"

Fan Wei complained tiredly, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He straightened his back with a start, "Oh my god! Uncle, are you a pervert?"

Kanisa, who was standing next to her, covered her eyes considerately, but the gaps between her fingers were a little wider, so it was no different from looking with her eyes open.

Although she hasn't reached puberty yet, the girl still feels it!

After struggling to wrap the camouflage skin around his body several times, Fan Wei, with tears in his eyes, made up his mind to prepare a few more sets of clothes in the space in the future and look for clothes with stronger defensive capabilities!

Otherwise, it would be a bit embarrassing if it always turns out like this.

"You are so old, and you are still shy. There is nothing to be ashamed of. You should be proud!" Patting Fan Wei on the shoulder and supported by Uncle Cakins, the three of them found a place nearby to rest first.

The aura of an angel's presence is like a blazing fire, which scares the surrounding monsters away.

When they looked back, the white figure had disappeared. In the blood-stained ruins of the settlement, Verokakins was searching for usable materials while chatting with the two men.

"You are the only one who can withstand the angels' attacks here. Looks like I can walk around freely in this Apocalypse from now on."

"Hey, such an outstanding guy like you really wins my heart. If I can go out one day, I will introduce my daughter to you."

"Really?" Fan Wei suddenly felt that this uncle was a nice person!

"Of course it's fake! You can't get out at all. I told you this just to entertain your imagination. I'm just trying to comfort you, but you can just wait to die alone."

"Uncle, you have a really bad mouth..."

Willow Cakins laughed twice. "Let me tell you, my daughter is so beautiful. There must be countless people who want to pursue her. As for you, you are just barely qualified to queue up."

"And it's been so long...she should have started a family long ago."

Fan Wei thought about it and realized that the uncle had been here for many years, and considering his age, his daughter should be much older than him.

Seeing Uncle Caggins looking melancholy, he started a conversation to prevent the atmosphere from becoming sad. "By the way, uncle, what's your daughter's name? I really want to meet her when we get out."

"Her~" A soft light appeared in the uncle's eyes, "Her name is Vilolinka."

"what?"

"Ah! What a nice name!" Willow Kakins was very dissatisfied with Fan Wei's interruption, "Just like the innocent little deer in the forest."

It seemed a bit too coincidental. Fan Wei opened his mouth and said uncertainly, "No, nothing, it's just that I have a friend with the same name."

"Friend?" Uncle Caggins' eyes showed an inquiring light.

"Your friend! What does he look like?"

"Well, flaxen hair, green eyes, the eyes are a bit narrow, and she's very tall, half a head taller than me." Thinking of the department head's impressive figure, Fan Wei described her.

"You're talking nonsense. My daughter is only a little over 1.7 meters tall!"

The uncle yelled angrily, then fell silent, "Twenty years...she, she should have grown taller..."

The physical features described by Fan Wei matched those of his daughter. Could it be that... A strange light flashed in the uncle's eyes. "Boy, what kind of friendship are you guys in?"

"It's just a normal friendship." Fan Wei said casually: "We often eat together, go shopping occasionally..."

"Have you slept together?"

Poof! A mouthful of blood almost spurted out, Xiao Fan looked shocked, "How, how, how, how! How is this possible!!"

That's Irene's good friend! If we really talk about seniority, he should call her aunt!

"It shouldn't be like this. I'm 34 years old now, it's time for me to have a child." Willokakins muttered, glancing up and down at Fan Wei, his tone somewhat melancholy.

"Fate plays tricks on us. If that's the case, I have nothing more to say."

"Call me daddy!"

"Get out!" The old man was probably really crazy. Fan Wei decided to contact a doctor to check his brain after he got out, so that he would not say anything nonsense when meeting the department head.

However, Vilolinka's father was actually a Grand Secretary of the Imperial Heart Agency.

It's really surprising.