The Monster I Was Redeemed

v2 Chapter 172: invalid

Looking at the tyrant who was rushing straight towards him, Ai Liang didn't throw the spear of thought power this time, but chose to hold it in his hand and take the initiative to meet it.

The magician and others can see through the intention of the game, so why not Ai Liang herself.

Ai Liang has already verified what level her strength is in through actual combat. With all her strength, at least two or more apostles can stay here forever.

But Ai Liang's main purpose was never to fight to the death with the apostle.

He was willing to be Yue Yangyan's spearman mainly to delay the time to find a way for the Countermeasure Bureau to control the two sisters.

Therefore, the longer the battle with the Apostolic Society, the better.

Besides, half a step ahead is a genius, and ten steps ahead will only be regarded as a lunatic.

Ai Liang is sure that if he kills the four apostles below by himself, the countermeasure bureau will definitely deal with him in the same way as the next man with a thousand faces.

Because rulers never let down their guard against those beyond their control.

Facing Ai Liang's close approach, the tyrant did not show the slightest fear.

With a face that was comparable to a mechanical mind, he raised his hand and summoned a black cube with metallic luster.

With the previous experience of being annihilated, no matter how stupid a person is, he knows that he cannot resist with his body.

Although it is not clear what purpose Ai Liang chooses to fight in close quarters, it is still better than being pierced several kilometers away by the spear of thought power just now.

There was a loud bang.

The cube that was originally similar to the third-order Rubik's cube expanded in an instant and turned into a round metal shield.

The spear of thought power hit the shield heavily, and what surprised Ai Liang was that it didn't smash the shield.

Even if the spear of thought power in his hand is not as solid as the one projected before, it can't be blocked by anything.

The cube in the hands of the tyrant is probably a strange object comparable to the top strange armor of the Countermeasures Bureau.

As the first Apostle Society to utilize strange powers, there is no reason to lag behind the Countermeasure Bureau and the Special Bureau in the study of weird objects.

It's not too surprising that Ai Liang can come up with this kind of thing.

When Ai Liang was distracted, the tyrant seized the opportunity to use his shield to fly Ai Liang's bullets.

In the next second, the shield transformed into a two-handed giant sword again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The tyrant completely violated the laws of physics, stepping on bursts of air bursts, stabbing and sweeping in front of Ai Liang.

Swish!

Bang Chi!

The giant sword and the psychic layer rubbed white smoke in the air.

At this moment, a spike grew from the hilt of the giant sword, piercing through the tyrant's palm with a puff, and began to absorb his strength.

A look of pain flashed across the expressionless tyrant's face, and at the same time, the blade of the giant sword glowed red.

Ai Liang didn't know what the power of the giant sword transformed from the cube was, but anyway, it wouldn't be a cosmetic effect.

Ai Liang raised his arm, and the spear of thought power turned into a long knife, cutting off half of the tyrant's head with one blow.

But even so, the tyrant did not let go of his hands.

"Heh!"

The tyrant shouted loudly, and the red giant sword became brighter and brighter as if responding to him.

After the red light passed, the tyrant took the initiative to cut off his hands and distanced himself from Ai Liang. After the two hands nailed to the hilt of the giant sword were eaten clean, the giant sword turned into a cube again and quietly floated in front of Ai Liang.

Ai Liang glanced at the cut waist.

The giant sword's attack did not break through the protection of telekinetic power, and he himself did not feel any discomfort of being cursed or weakened.

It seemed that the tyrant's performance just now was just a joke to himself.

Ai Liang frowned, and cautiously sealed the cube with telekinesis.

The tyrant sacrificed part of his body on his own initiative, probably in order to activate some kind of ability of the cube.

An apostle, or the ability of a high-ranking apostle like a tyrant to activate by sacrificing himself.

Ai Liang didn't dare to say that she could completely ignore it.

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Psychic power is impeccable in defense at the physical level, but it is a bit troublesome when encountering curses or negative energies that are neither physical nor spiritual.

There are so many strange abilities, who knows what kind of strange abilities there are.

Compared with Ai Liang's cautiousness, the tyrant's face showed obvious emotional fluctuations.

He stared at Ai Liang without blinking: "Who the **** are you?"

who I am?

This seemingly nonsensical question made Ai Liang feel familiar with the cube in front of him.

Intuition told him that he could use this strange thing.

"C3 Forbidden Body?"

A name Ai Liang had never heard of came out of his mouth.

After speaking, even Ai Liang was taken aback for a moment.

"You know this weird thing."

The tyrant showed such an expression as expected: "You are really favored by Gaia."

Being favored by thousands of faces?

Ai Liang's face turned cold instantly: "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?"

The tyrant no longer had the solemnity and indifference before, and he cracked his mouth and chuckled: "I'm afraid you have to ask Geharu or Gaia himself, I don't know much about Gaia..."

"Fair God! Come here quickly!"

Before the tyrant finished speaking, the mage sent him a retreat signal through the engraving.

This was not over yet, the magician was worried that the tyrant would not be able to get away for a while, so he directly swallowed the tyrant whole with the unsecured space gate.

Half of what he said was about his special relationship with Thousand Faces.

Reminiscent of the permissive solicitation conditions when Thousand Faces got along with her in the past, Ai Liang's mood plummeted like a roller coaster.

"Did I let you go?"

Ai Liang said in a serious tone.

He raised his hand and pinched it, and the power of thought, which was even greater than the time when he killed the disciple, covered the entire sea area with the body as the center.

The tyrant who had already entered the space door was "squeezed" out like toothpaste.

The squeeze here is not an adjective, but an elaboration of the picture.

Fortunately, the tyrant is not human, otherwise the scene would not pass the trial without coding.

"Listen Hermit, we don't want to be your enemy."

With the reappearance of the tyrant, the magician also jumped out from the other side of the space door~lightnovelpub.net~ He still carried Janus, who was almost unconscious, in his hand.

"You should know that the Countermeasure Bureau has not shown up until now. They want us to fight each other to the death and then come out to take advantage of it. Even if you kill us, can you guarantee that the Countermeasure Bureau will show kindness to you? They only believe in their own people !"

"That's not what I want to hear."

Ai Liang picked up the C3 forbidden magic body, and turned it into various forms with her arms and fingers.

The strange thing that can only be driven by the apostle sacrificing his own body is as docile as a pet dog raised since childhood in his hands.

Ai Liang also felt this way when she helped Moose peel off the engraving a few months ago.

Originally, he thought it was because he had obtained the control of the engraving, but now it seems that it is obviously not the case.

Ai Liang must figure out what is the relationship between herself and the Thousand Faces.

He didn't want to be a marionette whose life was manipulated by others.

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