The bigger the opponent is, the more intense the pain will be.

For someone at the level of the Hand of God, just being close to it will cause it to be so painful that it will lose its will.

It is precisely because of this that Gus can continue to find the apostles and hunt them down.

But the situation outside is exactly the opposite.

He has been in the town for a while, but he has never felt the other party's presence.

However, as a person who is not good at thinking, Gus did not hesitate for too long, but rushed out and pulled out the dragon-slaying sword on his back, and without saying a word, he struck with a powerful blow.

An old man who had just been entangled in vines immediately escaped from danger. After thanking him, he quickly ran away.

"Get out of here! You troublemaker!"

There was obviously a hint of nervousness and anxiety in the Piranha Apostle's voice.

"Are you afraid of something?"

Gus was keenly aware of this, and an extremely surprised expression appeared on his face.

Because most of the apostles sacrificed their humanity, they became very arrogant, arrogant, bloodthirsty, cruel, and often accompanied by the habit of cannibalism.

He had never seen an apostle who showed fear from the beginning.

But unfortunately, the piranha apostle obviously does not want to answer any questions, but frantically urges the vines extending from itself to restrain the enemy who is standing in front of him, and then swallows him in one bite.

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But he obviously didn't know that the black-clothed swordsman in front of him had killed more than one powerful apostle. Both physically and mentally, he had already surpassed the limits of human beings.

Before the vines could get closer, Gus did not hesitate to swing the dragon-slaying sword and cut off all the surrounding vines.

Not only that!

He also raised his metal prosthesis, pointed it at Piranha's huge head, and fired multiple crossbow arrows that could penetrate armor.

The severe pain immediately made the apostle scream.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!! Damn ants! How dare you?"

"Sorry, you are not the first apostle I have killed, and you will definitely not be the last."

Gus took advantage of the situation and jumped to the roof, then jumped up high and slashed at the opponent's petal-like head.

But the next second...

He saw the huge petals suddenly open their mouths and spit out a cloud of red smoke.

Out of caution, Gus immediately chose to hold his breath.

But the moment he came into contact with the red smoke, a large number of extremely itchy red spots instantly appeared on his exposed skin.

The maddening feeling made him unable to hold the sword in his hand anymore, but subconsciously scratched it.

As a result, this scratch instantly caused all the red spots to break and leak out a pungent and foul-smelling liquid. It was also accompanied by indescribable pain, and the whole person fell directly from mid-air to the ground.

Bang!

Thanks to Gus's rich combat experience, he used the weight of the Dragon Slayer Sword to adjust the landing angle while he was in mid-air, otherwise it would be dangerous to break an arm or a leg.

But even so, his condition wasn't much better.

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So he doesn't have much experience to draw from in this area.

"Hoo-ho-ho-"

Accompanied by heavy breathing, Gus, who had long been accustomed to being injured, still struggled to get up from the ground and looked for an opportunity to kill the opponent.

Unfortunately, he obviously underestimated the damage that red mist would do to the body.

Just when he lifted his feet and took a step forward, the severe pain that went straight to the central nervous system of the brain once again made his whole body tense up involuntarily and lost the ability to move.

The Piranha Apostle took the opportunity to pounce.

As the distance between the two got closer, Gus could even see the scraps of flesh and human blood left on the other's teeth.

Is this where I died?

Completely unable to move, he began to review his life in his mind.

But when Casca's figure appeared, his pupils, which had begun to dilate a little, focused again, and he endured the severe pain and swung the sword with all his strength.

"Hahahaha! Is this your last desperate struggle? It's so weak that it makes people laugh!"

The Piranha Apostle easily blocked the Dragon-Slaying Sword with his vines and let out a naked and undisguised laugh.

But the next second he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because a heavily armed team appeared on the roof of the surrounding building at an unknown time. First, they fired a round of fierce shelling that made the apostle dizzy and unable to find their way around. Then, they fired some black liquid towards the location.

When the apostle's body began to absorb the black liquid uncontrollably, his originally huge body began to shrink rapidly, eventually turning into a dry and thin old man.

He shouted hysterically as if he had a mental breakdown: "No! No! No! This is not true! How could I lose the power I gained after sacrificing so much?"

"Humph! He's just an inferior apostle of the fourth level. You don't think you can escape our pursuit, do you?"

The leading woman sneered contemptuously, then jumped down from the roof, raised her iron-booted feet and kicked the old man to the ground with a bang.

Especially since the entire head was almost completely sunk into the soil and blood on the ground.

It is not difficult to see from this action that she was deliberately humiliating this unknown apostle.

Seeing this, the other team members jumped off the roof one after another, took out some shackles engraved with mysterious symbols and patterns, and bound the old man's hands, feet and neck in them.

After all this was done, the woman turned around and asked Gus, who was already unconscious, "Hey! Are you not dead yet?"

"No...no!"

Gus endured the severe pain and increasingly weak body to respond.

He couldn't believe it at all that there were people in this world who hunted the apostles like him.

And judging from the weapons and equipment, the opponent is obviously much more professional than me.

Especially the black liquid that seems to be able to force the apostle to transform from a monster into a human again.

"Ha! I didn't expect you to be a tough guy! You are lucky to have met me, because I like tough guys best!"

The woman let out a hearty laugh, then took out a small bottle of green solution from her pocket and put it to Gus's mouth.

"Drink it in one gulp! Whether you can survive depends on your luck. Because this guy's ability is indeed a bit troublesome."

"Many...thank you very much!"

Without any doubt, Gus opened his mouth and drank the potion without hesitation, then lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the woman hugged him at the last moment.

A short man in the team saw this scene and immediately joked: "Hey! Is our captain planning to eat meat today? If I remember correctly, aren't you very picky about men?"

"Idiot! Keep your eyes open and take a good look at him! Especially the sword that fell to the ground!" Another team member next to him rolled his eyes and warned.

"Cut! Come on! How can a normal person swing such an iron block the size of a door panel? I bet it must be hollow."

The short man walked straight to the place where the Dragon-Slaying Sword fell, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and tried to lift it up.

As a result, I found that it was impossible to even lift it up with my own strength.

After he tried all his strength and blushed, but could not lift the sword more than half a meter, he let go and let the dragon-slaying sword hit the ground with a muffled sound, and then he gasped for air.

While exclaiming in an unbelievable tone: "Damn it! It's actually solid! Is that guy really a human being? Could it be an apostle in disguise?"

"He wields this sword not with both hands, but with one hand."

The youngest-looking boy in the team pointed to Gus' prosthetic leg made of steel.

"So now you know why the captain values ​​him, right?"

"That's right! That's right! The captain obviously prefers tall, muscular men to little guys like you. So you should give up on that as soon as possible."

"Stop blabbering! What happened to the little man? I have participated in six missions to hunt down the apostles, and every time there have been no mistakes."

"Oh? Really? If I remember correctly, there was a poor guy who was almost injured by you and had to lie in bed for the rest of his life. If His Majesty hadn't been kind enough to treat him, you wouldn't have been able to

I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."

"Asshole! You sincerely have trouble with me, right?"

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Just as the team members were laughing and scolding, the woman who was the captain suddenly interrupted: "That's enough! This is not a place for quarrels and bickering. Clean it up quickly, we have to escort this apostle back immediately to avoid a long night and a lot of dreams."

"clear!"

The little man immediately stopped arguing and hurried over a few streets away in a carriage covered with black cloth.

After a while, they packed the captured apostle and Gus into the car.

By the time the defenders arrived, there was no danger except for the ruins of destroyed houses.

"What's going on? What just happened here?"
To be continued...