"You should..."

‘You should just go back! ! ! Acelia snatched Rope's lines and shouted angrily in his head. ‘Smelly Crab! No matter if it is instructed to you, the two of us are settled! ’

"……Ugh?"

Rope was dumbfounded, how did he feel that Acelia was even more angry than him.

‘No, I’m just... cheering for you...’

As if aware of her foul language, Acelia was shy and whispered.

"...You said he couldn't hear it, and you scared me."

Luo Pei keenly avoided a stream of water, lowered his body and made a starting position.

Can't let Bazatan break free!

"Intrinsic time imperial control-fifty times the speed!"

Power beyond the limit.

The blood boils like boiled water, the skin is evaporated by its own temperature, the muscles are forced to be exposed to the air, and the rising heat makes Rope look terrifying, like a demon in **** .

"Ahhhhhh! Grass mud horse! It hurts!!"

'hurry up! Do you want to kill yourself! Acelia reminded anxiously.

"Shut up to Lao Tzu!!"

boom!

The loud noise of atmospheric fragmentation played from the void, the human-shaped void appeared from the air, and all the scenery was distorted in the erupting wind, turning into an ambiguous scene.

And in the accelerated time, Rope was sprinting in pain!

In an instant, breaking through the shackles between the earth and the sky, the blood-red figure rushed at such a speed that it burned all of itself.

Bypassing the still light blue water of death, Rope attacked Basatan at a ninety-degree angle on the ‘broken’ bone spurs.

"hateful!"

Although Rope was extremely fast, Basatan's optic nerve as a **** had already captured him.

However, the size of the body is too large, because of the resistance of the air, it becomes sluggish, and the right clamp that is raised is slow to fall.

By the time he swept away Rope's crawling bone spurs, the blood-red figure had reached his abdomen, running upside down without being able to hold down Newton's coffin board.

wrong!

...Why didn't he attack?

Between the sparks and the flint, Bassatan thought, he had already touched his most vulnerable abdomen, but he didn't attack immediately, but ran aimlessly on it?

Could it be that! ?

"Rope! How did you know that secret!" Bazatan roared furiously.

Ismis Circle-his most powerful force, but also the most obvious weakness.

"The dependents! Stop that human being!"

Countless ghost crabs emerged from Basatan's carapace, waving claws, blocking his way. But Lopez didn't pay attention to these slower than tortoises, and jumped past their encircling net.

It's near.

In Luo Pei's **** eyes, the golden mysterious disc is close at hand!

"hehe……"

He came to the Ismis circle and looked at Basatan, who was shaking his body violently, trying to shake himself down.

"It hurts me so much! It's time to **** anger! Basatan!"

Raise his right hand and gather the power of the whole body on that arm.

"This is……"

It slammed it down and pierced the carapace in the center of the ring fiercely.

"...Rope's fist of fury! Remember it for me!"

"Uh ah ah ah!"

In Basatan's painful cry, Ismis's light swelled continuously.

That was the soul energy and other things that had been stored in the recent killing of countless family members. Now the Ismis circle shattered, and those high-quality objects escaped through the gap.

——The huge explosion connecting heaven and earth happened.

Chapter 22 Pandora's Dark Sacrifice, the seventh Godkiller

(The graphic is irrelevant, this picture seems to be a blood curse?)

The Circle of Ismis is the anchor point of Bassatan in this world. If it is destroyed, his incarnation can only be repatriated to the kingdom of God in the void.

The huge crab broke apart.

Like glass slag, it disappears without a trace. The only thing left was the messy ground and the blood man lying unconscious in the mud.

The skin is repairing, and the shattered right hand grows again, but his consciousness is still indulged in the dim and boundless sea of ​​consciousness.

If anyone here takes a closer look, Rope's body is emitting a faint gleam, like being entangled by fireflies.

Contrary to the gorgeous appearance, it was Pandora's dark offering.

The spell left by the younger brother of Prometheus, the **** of hindsight, and the wife of Epimetheus, the **** of hindsight.

The dark Christmas festival that gave birth to the children of the Fool and the Witch, a great secret ceremony that can only succeed with gods as sacrifices, is also the most mysterious and gold-rich ceremony in the world.

Soon, those lights wrapped Rope like ribbons and turned into a cocoon-like object on the earth.

"Hey, get up~"

From the light, a beautiful girl came out.

However, rather than using the word "beautiful" to describe her, it is better to say that she has a cute childlike appearance and physique, with long pink hair separated from the left and right, wearing a thin white dress.

She knelt down next to Rope, and gently raised his head onto her slender thigh.