Two-Dimensional Alien Species: Human Security Agency

But no, Edward has not been teleported yet, which means it can be proved that first, he is not dying, and second, he has not lost consciousness. But how is this possible! When that question came out, everyone took their attention away from Six. Then they heard the voice, yes, the voice, the voice of prayer.

"Oh God

please give me

a peaceful heart

to accept what I cannot change;

give me infinite courage

To change that which may change. "That was Edward's voice! He really survived, and he walked out step by step in the flames, with the most ordinary quiet prayers in his mouth. The body was enveloped by a layer of holy light, as if holy presence.

"Yonghen puts the ball..." If you want to guess, no one can guess what the brilliance on Edward's body is. But combined with what he had prayed for before, everyone could recognize that it was the eternal mark placing the ball!

But how is it possible, that eternal ball was abolished by the dissociation technique! But what kind of thing is that kind of permanent set that pawns this kind of fatal blow for him! !

"The second..." Xie Zhifei's lips trembled a little, and he subconsciously spoke out his thoughts. Looking at Edward's eyes was like looking at a monster. When No. 6 was used to delay the fireball, Edward's prayer was interrupted because the same ability was used twice in a row. And his prayer at that time was actually the second eternal ball!

With a Seraphim guarding him and an Eternal Ball, what he was praying for was the second Eternal Ball! ! How cautious is this? ! He actually knew in advance that the man on the opposite side could kill him with such extreme defense? ! Or is he just being careful enough?

Xie Zhifei suddenly wanted to turn his head and pat Luo Yunxi on the shoulder and tell him, "You are not wronged." Powerful and sane, he absolutely executes his plans. All emotions or expressions are cover up, only winning or losing, absolute rationalist!

A sword dyed with holy flame appeared in Edward's hands. The Holy Covenant is its name. According to legend, the Holy See received the gift of the Lord's approval, and the divine power will protect its holder. A holy sword-level weapon. Although it is only a creation, it is enough to improve Edward's ability to a level that is not inferior to that of ordinary inheritors.

On the other side, No. 6 just got up from the ground, and blood kept pouring out one by one. It seems that the backlash of the Malicious Transfiguration is far more serious than expected. He was really in a desperate situation this time. He was using his spells empty, and he was injured. Although his opponent didn't seem to be in a good state, there was definitely no problem in destroying him.

But I don't know why the cold snake-like feeling behind Xie Zhifei still hasn't disappeared. Do you actually think that he might turn around? He's strong, yes, if it wasn't for Edward, and someone else, he might have lost more than once. But what he is facing is one of the strongest geniuses in this era...

Then Xie Zhifei understood the source of his unease, and No. 6 was still laughing! Although his mouth was full of blood and he got up from the ground in embarrassment, he was still smiling! Completely unchanged, the hunter toyed with the prey in the clapping of the smile.

That smile is like the devil in the story. The harder the hero is, the stronger he will be, the happier he will be. It seems to be saying, "What if you are a genius, I... but a monster!"

Edward slashed with a sword, and the holy flame and Jianmang condensed into a long sword gang, spanning more than ten meters, as if to cut the person who had just stood up in half.

"ProtefromLaw"

"Cough cough...Duelward" while coughing blood, he pushed out his hand, and a translucent magical barrier formed out of thin air! Then a dark protective order was strengthened twice, blocking the sword light from the outside!

Two more! Twelve spells!

monster……

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Chapter 11 Crisis

silence. The astonishing silence spread, and everyone was frozen on the ground like a petrified light hit by Medusa, and there was almost no movement to breathe. Everyone was still immersed in what happened in that minute and couldn't pull it out. It was like sitting in a movie theater and watching a particularly shocking movie. Even though the screen has been blacked out, people are still immersed in the deep aftertaste and are reluctant to take it out.

But what kind of film can compare to what they've seen before? What kind of movie can compare to the shock and astonishment of what happened directly in front of you, so... terrifying.

Edward lost...and in the eyes of everyone, it was normal and natural to lose. Yes, of course. After witnessing the last minute with his own eyes, no one even cared about which move and which step he made to bury the defeat, and what kind of small moves the opponent used to gain an advantage.

The combination and splendor of dissociation, malicious deformation and delayed fireball are so wonderful that people think that this is already a trick at the bottom of the box. He used a combination of a battering ram and several attacking spells to confuse Edward, making him alert but not fully alert, a somewhat gifted warlock, capable but able to defeat.

In fact, this is almost the best way to cover up, far more effective than the so-called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. After all, it is very difficult to suppress the strength of twelve points to one point or even zero points, and once exposed, it will be suspected and never alerted. The meaning of pretending is gone, and it may even be used against it.

Especially in an environment like the arena, how could there be such a real pig, even Rosenberg, who looks like a pig the most, is also the king of wild boars who can roar in the mountains. When the eight-meter-tall Titan threw a spear, its might was almost unparalleled in the world. If you want to play a pig in such a place, you are not stupid, but you despise other people, thinking that their brains may really be similar to pigs.

So the best way is actually to pretend that your ability is only six or seven points, or even eight points. Show a little talent, let the other party know his ability, but find that his ability is a little higher.

Paying attention and not paying attention, will do corresponding protection but there must be omissions, and then burst out with twelve points of combat power to complete the spike.

In fact, the direction of the arena in the first half was indeed such a routine. No. 6 provoked, Edward was angry, and summoned the Seraph with a big move. Then the other party connects two and five with a set of skills that are smooth and smooth, like clear soup and noodles. It properly damaged Edward's face again, but failed to cause any real harm.

Therefore, Edward should be more angry, but he is a rational person, and he will not run away so easily. He should protect himself first, and then completely solve the other party. So the eternal ball appeared, as everyone guessed.

Then came the astonishing three companies, the instant explosion of 12 points of combat power, and the instant explosion of eyes that were almost stunned. But the story takes a sharp turn here, and it's not right from this moment on.

After Edward prayed for an eternal ball, the next thing he prayed for was still the eternal ball! Why? Shouldn't he be very angry now and prepare to strike the other side and let him see the Father? Such an honest squatting at the birth point and making orders to add life to himself doesn't seem like something he should do now.

But things happened like this, and there were a bunch of big teeth next to his eyes. From the very beginning, he was not successfully provoked by the other party, he was just acting with No. 6. He needs him to be angry, then he is angry, but it is only superficial anger, and his heart is extremely calm. Wait for the cause of your anger, and that's the point. Then counterattack again.

He is the conspirator who framed Luo Yunxi from the very first step. How could he be really angry because of those two insults to God? (PS: Edward told No. 6 that humility is a virtue The irony number six is ​​because pride is the greatest original sin, from the bible Lucifer fell from the sky, and the number one angel brought one third of the angels to **** because of the pride that he refused to bow down to when he saw the Father, and became one of the greatest enemies, so pride is seven The first sin. This is the biggest scandal among the worshippers of the Light.)

He was pretending because the other person wanted to use his anger in order to do something when his anger was at its peak. So he deliberately gave this opportunity, can he really avoid the battering ram? Can the Thunder Prison Forest only resist hard? Everything is to elicit the situation that he is angry enough. When the other party wants to take advantage of this, he finds that he already knows it.

That's why there will be a second eternal placement, and he will never despise opponents because they have 7 points, 65 points, or even one or zero points. Because there are only two outcomes, lose or win. The strong do not necessarily win, but the winner must be strong. He knows this better than anyone else.

After all, when it comes to talent, he is not the best one. Catherine's words are unpalatable, but they are still following him. But what does it matter, he will always be the one who wins, and this time will be no exception.

It seems that the victory of the genius is doomed here. It is the same as Luo Yunxi's, but it is slightly different. It is a place to win outside of pure strength. However, the former was deliberately guided by him, and this time it was more of a smooth sailing. But advantages other than strength can affect the outcome of winning or losing. What if the gap in absolute strength is too large? He hadn't thought about it, and no one had even thought about it.

Because that is the Holy Son Edward, the seed of the imaginary space, who has been standing firmly at the top of this generation for so many years, the gap in absolute strength? easier said than done.

Then, although this probability is not zero, the scene that is infinitely close to zero is so straightforward that it explodes in front of everyone. The **** No. 6 got up at the same time, and started a frenzied bombardment that lasted for a full minute.

A record of ten, twelve or even fourteen? What it is? As if the ancient curse **** came into the world, he blasted at least twenty spells in one minute. Even if the rank is not as good as the previous three-hit combo, with the second and third rank as the main, but it is still a spell, not a cannonball or something else. Where has anyone seen wholesale dumping in general?

Without even shouting the spell names, spells slanted out from his hands, the aftermath interfered and disturbed each other around him, and finally even the chaotic elements showed some very mixed and magnificent colors together, visible to the naked eye. A faint blue spot of light emerged from his pupils, and the profound essence of arcane magic floated directly from his body.

God? There is only one concept that pops up in people's minds. Because this scene is very similar to the gods who came into the world in the legends, the whole world is undisguised to them, all the rules are useless to them, and they... are also the most powerful...

Even if Edward ended up in white light in that spell, even if a new group entered the middle of the arena again. Everyone remained silent.

Because they feel a real crisis! If the appearance of the fifth party is just an accident, the strength shown by the sixth is enough to shake the first place, which is a real crisis. They...may lose their destiny for the next fifty years! !

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Chapter 112, can you drag it out for a while?

The stage was very quiet, even the two people on the field were eerily quiet, not both of them were still shocked, at least one of them wasn't. Although Mahanabo was in a trance for a while, he quickly pulled away. It's just that the one standing opposite him was obviously not so fast. For some reason, he just smiled and stood there looking at each other.

Such a strange scene lasted for about twenty seconds before the Vatican man reacted. I hurriedly put on a guarded look, and felt embarrassed, after all, after seeing you for so long, they made it clear that they had no intention of sneak attack. And to be honest, a seed probably won't be able to sneak up on a non-seed.

But after reacting and setting up a defensive posture, it seems strange to withdraw at this time. The scene was awkward for a while.

"Before starting the fight, I have a suggestion." Mahanabha said with a smile, "We don't need to be in such a hurry."

"Uh..., what do you mean?" The dear man couldn't keep up with his rhythm. But some people have that kind of talent. When he talks, it will make it easy for others to listen to his reasoning. Although after thinking about it, what he said may not make sense. There are all kinds of loopholes in logic and examples. , but when he says it, it makes people feel right, right and that's it!

This situation is common in debate competitions and is known as rendering, using tone, expression and expression to make one's words more persuasive. But Mahanabha didn't. He just said those words in a very ordinary way, but it would create a feeling like sitting in the spring breeze, making people feel that what he said was the truth. A natural preacher of religion, people like him generally became saints or... heretics in ancient times.

The monks in the Vatican are very firm in their own beliefs, but they can't find a reason to directly raise their hands and fight. After all, the other party starts to wait for those dozens of seconds as a favor. Moreover, although they are now rivals, the four major organizations are generally harmonious.

"What I'm going to say next, I hope the people outside will also listen carefully." Maha Nabo nodded with a smile, his voice was two points louder, as if he was intentionally reminding everyone on the stage.

"The fifth party...or, Mr. Six, is very strong." He looked up, but he could only see a white fog. There was no way to see the outside situation in the arena, but his eyes were like It is as bright as it can penetrate this layer of fog. "It's even stronger to an unbelievable level, which we all witnessed just now."

Everyone outside the court was obviously attracted by his words, and they all turned their attention to what he wanted to say. "I'm sure he won't tell us the reason for his strength or his weakness." Although he couldn't see it, Maha Nabo's aura was still full, and he was the kind of person who was born to stand in the center of the stage.