Before, Johnson felt the lag of thinking, the slowness of thinking. But he didn't think this was a problem, but thought it was normal.

This is also normal, after all, no matter who it is, it will be no better to be chopped down by Allen with such a knife, and the bones and bones of the chop will be broken.

Even if it is the double attack of cutting the body with the knife and the soul with the heart, it is not easy to bear such a serious physical injury.

Soul and body, one body and two sides, seem to be independent, but they are closely related, and both are the external manifestation of the origin of life.

The injury of the soul will affect the condition of the body, and the injury of the body will also affect the condition of the soul.

Although the soul of the silver rank is powerful, it is obviously not strong enough to be independent of the body and form a system on its own.

Therefore, because of such a serious injury, Johnson's mental weakness and slowing down of his thinking speed are all normal.

This is why he was in a trance before and didn't care too much.

However, just now, at the moment when he converged his mind, he suddenly discovered that his soul was weakening, declining at an extremely slow but extremely determined speed.

This is not a normal phenomenon.

No one can be in a state of heyday forever, so there are troughs and climaxes in both physical and spiritual conditions.

But as long as it is roughly within a certain range, there is no big problem.

However, Johnson has now discovered that his soul power is not just weakness, but also a kind of essential degradation.

There is no volatility, no rebound, only hitting the bottom line, or even breaking the lowering of the bottom line.

How could this kind of thing not make him afraid, how could it not make him angry.

"Since you have broken the agreement between us, you naturally have to pay a price. This is fair and reasonable."

Seeing the savage face of the other party struggling to suppress fear and expressing anger, Allen laughed, his tone was very flat, but with some indescribable sarcasm.

"Are you not afraid of being punished for doing this?"

Johnson opened his eyes wide, stared at Allen, gritted his teeth and said.

However, as soon as the words were spoken, he regretted it.

The emotion was too impulsive, which made him behave a little naive.

Sure enough, Allen said indifferently: "I've never been a person who likes to be beaten passively. Since you have already made moves, how can I not give a generous return."

"Since you dare to reach out, you must be prepared to break your hand."

"If I can't give the most powerful counterattack, then the next thing to greet me is endless temptation."

Having said this, Allen looked at Johnson with a green face, his eyes sharp as a knife.

"Punishment, what is that?"

His speech was as sharp as a knife, his tone was as cold as ice, and his roaring murderous aura, coerced against this threatening enemy.

Allen is not tall, but at this time, holding a knife in his right hand and pressing it on the top of the opponent's head, he has a majestic aura of life and death, and the horrified person's scalp is numb.

Even the three people, including the Mediterranean Sea, the Chinese character face, and the thin man who were watching, could not help but change their complexions slightly when they sensed such a momentum.

What they were surprised was not just Alan's killing intent and determination.

After all, for the transcendents, even the transcendents of the Black Iron Order, as long as they serve in the national department and enter the combat department, it is not normal for them to have no lives on their hands.

This level of murderousness is indeed shocking, but not too much.

Not to mention other things, basically those who can reach the Silver Stage are all killed from the sea of ​​blood in the corpse mountain. If they showed all their aura, they would not be inferior to Allen.

But the problem is that Allen's momentum is too strong.

The anger is overwhelming.

To be honest, they can be regarded as a high position. Over the years, the strong Tianjiao has not been seen less, but from the beginning to the end, they have never seen such a majestic momentum.

Even the silver pinnacles that have been in contact with them are far behind.

This kind of shock came too suddenly, and it directly messed up these fragile hearts that hadn't seen the golden rank shot.

Moreover, their brains who understand what Golden Rank mighty power mean better than ordinary people can't help but have the illusion that Allen's power can be compared with Golden Rank.

Although this illusion was only fleeting, it was instantly dissipated by their reason.

But this is enough to explain the problem.

The sudden hairs and unconsciously tightened muscles on their bodies realized the danger earlier than they did.

On the other side, Leonard and Tropp were okay, they were extremely calm about this scene, and they weren't gaffes like the three next to them.

After all, I have seen the big scenes of Golden Tier shots, and the momentum Allen made can only be regarded as pediatrics.

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Moreover, it's not that they haven't seen Allen make a full shot.

What I really wanted to say was the shock of the knife that smashed the void in the mirror world.

Even from the visual effects, the two looks similar in terms of power.

But the original Allen was really burning his life and swinging a knife.

That kind of resolute will, that kind of fearlessness that carried out the belief, is really powerful and truly shocking.

...

On the ring, Johnson, whose face was already gloomy when he heard Alan's answer, made his face even more ugly.

Indeed, as Allen said, even if it is punishment, what can you do with him?

Not to mention everyone is silver... Oh no, it seems that Alan is not silver yet.

But being able to have a silver tier pinnacle or even more than this level of combat power, you can already ignore this small problem.

The battle between the two silver tiers, without involving major righteousness and voluntarily in the ring, as long as there is no irreversible consequences in the end, then the final result is generally everyone's wrangling.

In that case, what else should Alan fear?

There are people behind your Johnson, but Alan is not without background.

When things have reached this point, it doesn't matter what the original cause was.

What is important is the clash of forces behind them.

And this is obviously not a result that can be obtained in a short time.

Even if the result is obtained, it is only a symbolic punishment, and it is impossible to tear the skin.

After all, without gaining a complete advantage, or grasping the other side's handle, everyone can only engage in tentative confrontations.

Although Johnson can be sure that he suffered a dark loss in the previous battle, even this loss is not small.

But then what's the problem.

As long as things are okay when you get off the ring, then what happens afterwards won't be counted on Alan.

For this, Allen still has confidence.

The Silver Stage is just the beginning of the extraordinary. Although he has a preliminary understanding of space and soul, it is far too short to solve Johnson's problems.

Although the Golden Tier has undergone a qualitative transformation, with a series of descriptions such as [Sanctuary] [Holy] [Immortal] [Walking Natural Disasters], the understanding and insight of the soul has also been greatly improved.

However, in the era of the beginning of the demonic wave, the gold in the imperial capital is not more than a palm.

There are the fort mage of the plastic energy system, the destiny spectator who guides the future, and the sword sage who cuts through the stars with a sword.

But none of them specializes in the soul.

Although their nature is extremely high and their realm is extraordinary, they also have extraordinary insights into other aspects under the high-rise building, far beyond the silver rank powerhouse of this way.

But to crack Allen's method in a short time, it is not necessarily true.

After all, this is an extraordinary method that Allen uses as the basis of the [Master Long Sword Technique] that has almost reached the end of gold, and uses the mind and will that almost exceeds the limit of the Silver Rank as the core.

Although in terms of strength levels, this sword without sufficient quality support could not reach the golden rank.

But in terms of skills and mystery, it is also extraordinary in the golden rank.

Of course, Allen is also very sober, he did not expect to use this method to directly eliminate the opponent completely.

His little trick will only last for 24 hours, and then it will automatically dissipate.

24 hours is an extremely safe point in time.

Those people can neither decipher nor prove that everything that happened to Johnson has something to do with him.

And twenty-four hours later, the other party's soul essence will be forcibly consumed to the point of first entering the Silver Step.

This kind of "torture" was happening, but the fear that could not be stopped and could not get rid of was enough for the other party to eat a pot.

Johnson naturally understands this, so his face is hard to see the extreme.

This time, I really lost my wife and broke down!

"Huh."

Allen looked at Johnson, seeming to know the other person's thoughts, sneered, turned around and took back the enforcement certificate, and walked off the ring.

Hum!

Accompanied by a buzzing sound like from the high sky, the gorgeous six-legged light cage disappeared into the air.

The magic patterns on the ring extinguished for the first time, returning to silence again.

But in an instant, the surroundings dimmed, no longer as bright as before.

"How about it, didn't let you down."

Regarding the changes in the environment, Allen walked towards Tropp without realizing it, and said with a smile.

"You..."

Tropp smiled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head, his eyes full of appreciation.

"Who are the three of them over there?" They fisted against Leonard with a smile, and Allen glanced at the three people in the Mediterranean who were far away from them.

"The three deputy ministers of the executive department headquarters are not the same as us."

Allen nodded clearly.

Since he wants to come to the imperial capital, he has to figure out at least the most basic situation.

Not to mention this department.

So, after Tropp made a simple point, he knew what kind of attitude he should use to treat each other.

"No need to say hello to them, let's go first."

Tropp waved his hands to the three people in the Mediterranean at random, and then left the place with the two of Allen.

Hearing what Tropp said, Allen and Leonard stopped their subconscious actions and left afterwards.

And this also allowed Allen to understand the estrangement between the two sides better.

Previously, he only knew that the two parties were like fire and water, but he didn't expect that he was not willing to maintain even the appearance of etiquette.

"Go?"

The lean man glanced at Johnson, who was still kneeling on the ring and had difficulty getting up, and tentatively asked the other two people.

"Let's go, why don't you go after watching the good show."

Mediterranean said with a smile, but there was no smile in his tone.

Turn around and leave without hesitation.

His face changed in the light and shadow in an instant, looking mottled and unpredictable.

When his face was revealed under the street lamp again, he had become cold and calm, without fluctuations.

"I remember who the man next to Tropp is."

At this time, the Guozi face who walked to his side seemed to have finally completed the information retrieval.

"Who?"

Mediterranean asked concisely.

"Leonard, the disciple of the contemporary Necromancer at the helm, Leonard." The face of Guozi didn't make a fuss, and he replied directly.

Hearing this answer, the Mediterranean couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

He looked a little surprised.

There is no need for the two people next to say anything. This news alone is enough for him to understand something.

Leonard is no stranger to him, because he has heard the name too many times recently.

And related to it are Tirrose, Chris, Shulias, Raham...

Therefore, when he knew the identity of the other party, he instantly realized who the young man who knelt Johnson just now was.

Alan Xiulias ~lightnovelpub.net~ The head of the executive department of the previous generation, a close friend of the Emperor Caesar, a man of reformers, the youngest master of the Empire, Roy · The child of Xiulias.

"So it was him."

Suddenly murmured, the Mediterranean was thinking about it.

"Yeah, I haven't seen it for many years, but I can barely recognize it with the impression of my early years."

Guozilian didn't know who the Mediterranean was talking about, and thought that the other party was talking about Leonard, and echoed.

The Mediterranean glanced at the imperceptible Chinese character face man beside him, and said seriously, "Go back and collect information on Alan Xiulias immediately."

"Whether it is useful or useless, I want the most detailed information."

Seeing that the other party is so solemnly, the national character face and the lean man naturally know how important this matter is.

So he responded very seriously.

...

"Damn, damn."

In the distance, a thin figure with a hideous face, cursed in a low voice.

The fists were clenched, the joints were white, and they hit the empty space fiercely, making a popping sound.

But strangely, the voice did not spread too far.

"Johnson, **** guy, how could things have been like this if he didn't make his own way."

The thin figure gritted his teeth, stared at a pair of bloodshot pupils, and his tone was full of anger.

After a while, when the vent is almost the same, the whole person has calmed down.

He couldn't help thinking about how to deal with this mess next.

The moonlight was cold, shining on his face, showing a tough and resolute outline.

If someone else is here, you can definitely see that this is the head of the executive department, Stella Leslie, who originally asked for leave today and did not sit at the headquarters.