Falling on the cold stone slab of the square, Leonardo da Vinci looked at Roger. The dark claws and the shining white scythe were so similar to him.

"We are the same kind!" he said with all his strength.

Roger's body was sore, but Mona Lisa was still there. He tried not to show fatigue and shook his head slowly: "I am a human being, a complete human being." He smiled: "In my eyes, human beings are the most powerful person."

A high-level and unique existence is ten thousand times better as a human being than a messy monster."

Leonardo da Vinci also smiled, his smile full of ridicule: "Are you still human?"

Roger pointed to his heart: "This is forever."

"So, you want to kill me." Leonardo da Vinci, the magic stick, seemed to think back: "Because you are worried that I will turn humans into monsters."

Roger shook his head again: "This is only a small part of the reason. I am not as great as you said. I have no interest in the savior or anything like that."

The voice of the master Leonardo da Vinci was getting weaker: "I understand." He looked at the painter Da Vinci: "Listen to my advice and don't go looking for the owner of the ear."

"There is an extremely powerful demon soul in my body." Roger whispered: "I must sink to the bottom to clear it."

The words of the magician Leonardo da Vinci are almost unheard: "It's good to become a devil, compared to..."

All the rest of the words stopped in his throat, and Leonardo da Vinci made no sound at all.

The next moment, a gust of wind blew by, and the body of Leonardo da Vinci turned into dust and scattered in the wind.

Then, the black and white people seemed to have lost their support and fell to the ground piece by piece like harvested wheat.

The black and white ball of light that was pressing down on the painter Leonardo da Vinci also dissipated. The guy with his hair covered in oil paint was in a daze as he looked at the dust dispersed by the wind.

All the black and white people fell down, Mona Lisa looked towards Roger, purple light shone on her body, and when the light dissipated, long-legged Anna came back.

However, all the clothes were in pieces, and Anna, the long-legged girl, had no hair left on her.

With vigilance in her eyes, she walked openly towards Roger, and stopped when she was still seven or eight meters away.

"Should I call you Lisa, or Long Legs?" Roger stared at her long legs without concealment.

"Call me Anna." Long-legged Anna showed a charming smile again: "When I am in human form, my consciousness takes precedence."

She could see Roger's confusion: "I am different from you, I am the holder of a sacred object."

The night wind blew her blond hair back, and the long-legged Anna's skin was dazzlingly white, and her legs were long and straight, looking flawless.

But at this moment, what caught Roger's attention was a pair of black skull pendants in the white middle.

He didn't know why, but he had the urge to snatch the skull.

The long-legged Anna slowly stroked her legs with one hand, tapped Roger's side with the other, patted her thigh hard, and made a crisp sound: "Come on, they belong to you."

Roger was a normal man, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and used his self-control to the limit, so he didn't rush forward.

The most important thing is that he is too tired from fighting continuously.

There is no intention but no power.

"Kill her!" the painter Leonardo da Vinci shouted while lying on the ground.

Roger didn't move, but said, "Can you still stand up?"

Painter Leonardo da Vinci replied: "You can recover half of it in half a day at most."

"Do you want to fight again?" Long-legged Anna gently stroked her leg and couldn't put it down: "You should know that I used very little strength just now, and you are no match for me."

Roger admitted that what she said was true.

Previously, there were thousands of black and white people using the human sea tactic to contain the opponent. The opponent was still cooperating with him in acting. If he could kill him, he would take action at that time.

It is easier to get close to the magic stick Leonardo da Vinci by holding the devil's head.

Now his strength has increased dramatically, but it is still at the peak of the Demon Servant. If he wants to kill Long-Legged Anna, he must do a sneak attack.

"Let's go out together and get out of this hellish place." Long-legged Anna said with a smile: "After we go out, we will go to Las Vegas to register. My legs and my whole body are yours."

Roger was unmoved: "What's the price?"

Where in this world is there a free lunch?

As a poor man, he must pay a huge price for a beauty of Anna's caliber.

Long-legged Anna stood on tiptoes slightly, making her legs look even longer: "Join the Skull and Bones Society, and we will give mankind a brand new future."

Roger frowned slightly, as if he was seriously considering this.

"Aren't you not interested in the savior?" Long-legged Anna pushed back her long hair.

The two white masses covered by her long blond hair were all exposed.

Roger said seriously: "I have no interest in being a devil."

"Look at your hands." Long-legged Anna pointed at Roger's ghost claws and then at his scythe: "You are no longer a normal person."

Roger was silent because there was no way to refute this.

Long-legged Anna continued: "Will humans accept people like you?" She shook her head slightly: "No, absolutely not! We were all normal people before and we all know this. When they find out your true face, they will only reject you.

, treating you as a heretic."

She laughed: "Human beings are scarier than devils."

Roger just said lightly: "I hope to be a normal person in the future."

There is no doubt that what Long-Leggs Anna said is very reasonable. Returning to the human world may be even more troublesome than it is now.

Even so, he still wants to be a human being, not another monster.

Long-legged Anna nodded slightly: "I understand." She waved to Roger: "I don't want to fight you anymore today."

This man is not as good as her in terms of strength alone, but he is so sinister and despicable in what he does that even she, a devil, has to accept his defeat.

To be an enemy of such a person, one must not only consider strength.

Roger also waved to long-legged Anna: "I don't want to fight either."

Grandma Rong is in a daze, the painter Leonardo da Vinci is lying on the ground unable to get up, and the Latina has flown to nowhere. It is up to one person to defeat this devil.

Stupid?

Most importantly, he was really tired.

Light energy strengthens the body, but cannot eliminate muscle fatigue.

Tonight, I have been fighting non-stop since I killed Yamamoto Takashi or Francisco in a sneak attack. I will stand here with pain all over my body and I don't want to move.

As a near-professional level operator, Roger certainly knew that this was excessive exercise.

If you continue to fight, it is normal for muscle strain to cause strains or tears.

"You can't let her go!" the painter Leonardo da Vinci shouted: "Roger, kill her!"

Long-legged Anna looked towards the painter: "He is too noisy."

Roger shook his head: "He is useful to me."

"Okay, bye." Long-legged Anna turned around and left, leaving Roger with a smooth back and white butt. At the same time, she said: "If you want to play with my long legs, come to me in prison. You like me."

Roger said nothing and looked at the snow-white peach. It's a pity that Black Lives Matter can no longer be seen.

The long-legged Anna crossed a few steps and left the Piazza del Duomo. Her curvaceous figure quickly disappeared among the streets of Florence.

After forcing himself to wait for a while, seeing that the long-legged Anna did not look back, and probably would not look back, Roger sat down on the ground, breathing heavily, as tired as a puddle of mud.

The painter Leonardo da Vinci struggled to sit up from the ground and shouted: "You let go of one of the most dangerous devils!"
Chapter completed!