354

There are five people in front of me. This one is a hunter, and these four are also hunters.

——Amon: Revisiting the old place

The four hunters standing aside were all haggard, with curly hair, and irregular burn marks on their clothes and skin. The corner of one's mouth, which looked most seriously injured, was broken and stained with blood.

They were all carrying at least twenty sandbags, and Amon noticed that the "mysterious weakening, reality enhancing" law was imposed on this open space by the Aurora Society's magical item "Lock of Forbidden". When both parties expressed no resistance,

, suppressing all five hunters equally to about the level of Sequence 6, giving them full freedom to fight each other.

Even though it is a high-sequence creature, it has now lost its high-sequence power, leaving only its strengthened body.

Medici crossed his legs, raised his eyebrows and whistled in greeting when he saw Amon.

Amon got closer and took a closer look, and immediately discovered the differences between the four hunters from the Iron Cross: the hunter with a high nose and blue eyes who was the most injured had sweat on his face, but not much, and his expression was forbearing and angry.

, the action of carrying the sandbag is not strenuous. He should be the leader of this team, a strong man at the level of a demigod.

The Red Angel is out of trouble, but "the strength is only about that of the angels" is a huge beautification. Medici's real combat power should be higher than Sequence 3 and smaller than Sequence 2. This is the best situation when both Sauron and Einhorn are willing to cooperate.

The Iron Cross is also an organization that believes in the True Creator, and there should be specific internal information. For example, the current total combat power of the Red Angel is only about Sequence 3, and it needs to be discussed with the other two.

The Dark Saint's expression was very calm, and he introduced in Amon's ear:

"Your Highness Amon, standing in the first row is one of the leaders of the Iron Cross and the leader of this meeting. His name is Tony Twain, and he is a "war bishop."

And there is actually a demigod in the team that "meeted" the Red Angel. It's hard not to feel that a hunter-limited defeat is about to happen.

War Bishop? A Sequence 3 of the Hunter Path. He is more powerful than the Dark Saint, and he also brings his own mid-Sequence subordinates... This War Bishop is very courageous, menacing, and has bad intentions. His true intentions are clearly revealed.

But the Dark Saint said in his heart: These damn thugs, with their ability to cause trouble, our four-story underground base would have exploded before the church’s siege. If the Lord hadn’t allowed us to get along well, I would have

It's time to kick them out!

Amon ignored the rich and intense inner activities of the Dark Saint. He took a second look at the injured War Bishop and had a new assessment of the power of Medici and the Red Evil Spirit.

Even if augmented reality can injure hostile Sequence 3s, Medici has at least restored the strength of Sequence 3s, and only needs the cooperation of one team and two other people to increase his combat power to angel level.

Medici, who was leisurely on the steel structure frame, noticed Amon's eyes, laughed maliciously, then picked up something from his hand and threw it into the open space.

This thing hit the ground with a slight "snap". Amon took a closer look and found that it was a broken tooth stained with blood.

The Dark Saint let out a malicious sneer similar to that of the Red Angel.

Tony Twain's face turned red instantly, and he pursed his lips vigorously to cover up the blood on the corner of his mouth. However, due to "the weakening of mystery and the enhancement of reality", his broken tooth should not have repaired itself yet.

After a while bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of his mouth again.

"Amon, you should learn from him!"

Red Angel's laughter echoed in the ears of all hunters in the open space, with a strong defense-breaking ability.

"His ambition is to become the new 'War Angel'!"

He jumped down from the steel structure roof, strolled up to Amon, and stretched out his big hand to grab Amon's shoulder.

However, Amon was still naturally wary of Medici, not to mention that the opponent was now suspected of having swallowed the Sequence 3 characteristics and regained some of his strength. He quietly created a steal distance deception target and modified the Red Angel's hook-and-shoulder target.

As he turned into a dark saint, he moved three meters to the left. Unexpectedly, the Red Angel just shook his head and got rid of the deception. He strode directly to Amon's new position, and Ka grabbed Amon's shoulder at the right time.

Facing Amon's surprised expression, the left side of Medici's face split into a mouth.

Sauron joked: "You shouldn't just deceive Medici!"

Medici also echoed: "Yes, it is at this time that you can come in handy."

After saying that, he pulled Amon and turned around, facing the aspirants of the Iron-Blooded Cross Society, and teased unceremoniously: "This kid came with great momentum, and all his subordinates are also full of energy."

"As for now..."

"Shut up!" The war bishop, who was carrying a sandbag and had a red face, finally couldn't help shouting.

"Look, you're so energetic." Medici turned around and waved to the Dark Saint, "All squats plus five thousand more."

"Yes." The Dark Saint tried his best to tighten his mouth.

"As soon as this young man came, he announced: 'Old man, it's time for you to give way to the newcomer!' Then he challenged me openly and openly. I like such an ambitious young man. It's fun to challenge him."

Medici laughed heartily and pointed at Tony Twain unceremoniously with his finger. Although Medici himself had a lot of scars on his body, but unlike the other party's embarrassment, these scars perfectly set off the appearance of Mei Diqi.

Dicky exudes a fierce and flamboyant temperament.

"How about, if you have the courage, let's kill your body?"

At such a close distance, Amon quickly noticed that there was something abnormal about the wounds on Medici's body. Not only was his skin overall pale in color, but there was no blood in the wounds. There were actually gears and springs under the damaged skin.

"This body is a doll, commissioned from a craftsman, and its endurance is limited."

He yawned and was a little dissatisfied with the craftsman's craftsmanship: "I'm afraid that boy hasn't reached the level of a demigod yet, and the things he made can't be used by me at all. I'll just grab the body of a demigod hunter and let him transform it for me."

alright."

Sauron suddenly appeared again: "Don't rob my family members, everything else doesn't matter!"

Medici pressed the left side of his mouth and laughed loudly: "How many demigods are there in the Sauron family now? They have been dogs for the Eternal Sun for more than a thousand years. After being overthrown, they could not even restore themselves.

My hot face is pressed against the cold ass of the eternal blazing sun! I might as well go and rob the Einhorn family!"

Another conquistador emerges on the right, joining the conversation coolly: "I don't have a problem with that."

"I made Einhorn become an angel family and fight for the family until the last moment. Since my descendants have become the royal family and received my favor, they should repay me."

"Oh, then I took the body of your descendant. You are the most adaptable, so you can use it to compete with me for dominance?" Medici gritted his teeth hard and forced the right side of his mouth back, "Dream

Well, it's not your turn to command me."

Amon didn't pay much attention to Medici's evil spirit quarrel, and he didn't want to know how Medici defeated these 3 and 4 6s. He was just like Zarath who was trapped by Edward, and he backed up tactically.

, wanting to stay away from that handsome face. At the same time, Amon secretly adjusted the target of the fraud, and found that only when the target was selected as the "Red Evil Spirit" could it accurately affect Medici.

However, Medici was well prepared and constantly strengthened his understanding of the surrounding things to resist deception. He even established a "spiritual link" with Amon first. They are now similar in strength, but due to the personality gap, Amon is deceiving.

After being linked to twice, he was still forced to be included in Medici's communication range.

Medici became happy as soon as he reached Amon's mind: "War Red Subordinate Group? What is that, I won't tell you?"

Amon's expression twisted. For the first time, he felt the same as the person whose heart he had stolen.

"What's wrong, little crow, won't you continue to cheat?"

"Oh, I was pulled into your spiritual link, and I share your identity and authority to a certain extent. If I deceive Medici now, I will also fall into the trap..." Amon saw through the trick and coldly

He snorted and finally decided to speak, "I'm not here to see you, Medici, I'm here to see my father. I'm about to go on a long journey and want to say goodbye to my father."

"How strange."

When it came to talking about the real creator, Medici still restrained himself a little. He could actually hear a true "goodbye" from a creature like Amon in his lifetime. Medici became more and more fond of this individual. A lot of

The words rolled around the corner of his mouth twice, and the red angel finally said this: "The Lord has been invisible recently, and I can't even see him. You can try praying."

After saying that, Medici let go of his hand and disconnected his spiritual link. Amon immediately moved out of the stealing distance and walked towards the mansion without looking back.

The Dark Saint also temporarily resigned, saying that he would come back later to supervise the hunters and add 5,000 squats.

Seeing both of them walking away, Medici smacked his lips in boredom, turned around and returned to the hunters.

Tony Twain stared at Medici's back, and was startled when he saw him suddenly turning around. Their eyes met, and Twain not only did not flinch, but stared back with an even more fierce look.

Medici looked at him with interest: "Not convinced?"

As he spoke, He slowly came to him: "I thought the Lord had prepared a fine army for me, but I didn't expect it to be a group of arrogant boys."

"Obviously you bullied people too much!" War Bishop roared. Unfortunately, in the "augmented reality" environment, being able to carry forty sandbags without falling was already his limit. He couldn't even stand up. He could only

Can use eyes as weapons, "If we are one on one..."

"If you lose, you lose. Why is there so much nonsense?"

Medici raised his hand, and his wrists were separated in the middle. The parts moved smoothly and reorganized. His palms spread out, and his forearms doubled in thickness in the blink of an eye, turning into a black barrel. The muzzle of the palm was brewing with danger.

yellow light.

The muzzle of the gun was facing Tony Twain's face. Medici, who admired the subtle expression of fear and forbearance on the other side, couldn't help but sneered: "I should really thank that little craftsman. These fantastic ideas have helped me a lot.

"

"It's okay to be beaten if you're not as skilled as others, but you didn't have a fair fight when you led your subordinates to challenge me, didn't you?"

Medici, with the extraordinary Gatling in his left hand and the extraordinary energy cannon in his right, was in a good mood, and his words became more and more ruthless:

"Don't be so boastful about your abilities. Rather than dreaming of building the world where extraordinary people control everything you want, you should be more pragmatic and digest the conspirators again as soon as possible."

355

After waiting all afternoon, the materials finally arrived, and Klein immediately started mixing the potion. After successfully mixing it, he took the bottle of "Faceless Man" potion, returned to the second floor at a steady pace, and entered the bedroom where the curtains had already been drawn.

.

After locking the door, he sat on the edge of the bed and used meditation to calm down his slightly excited and anxious mood. After sitting upright for more than ten seconds, Klein unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his right hand, and poured in all the potion inside.

into the mouth.

A slightly tingling feeling reverberated in his mouth and esophagus, eventually fermenting into paralysis that made people lose consciousness.
To be continued...