Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 132 Angel of Power
"Admit it! Mortal bodies will eventually have their limits!"

Lilith calmly accepted the baptism of the sword energy remnants, and even the corners of her clothes were not damaged.

Seizing the moment when his opponent was exhausted, he grabbed the black sword blade with his white palm.

"If your power is perfectly transformed, it can be stronger than it is now!"

As Apan roared, black lightning of destruction rioted around him. The black blade was slowly pulled out of Lilith's hand, and the white blade slashed towards her neck.

"it's useless…"

Lilith's eyes turned cold, and the thin layer of dark power was like an insurmountable cave. The other party's unreasonable attitude has worn away her remaining patience: "Tell me, where is Mi Jia'an..."

According to the prompts of Saint Yumi Heze, the black and white bears, followers of Mijan, will have a public duel in the gladiatorial arena on Saturday. At that time, it will undoubtedly be the best opportunity to find someone. Hence Lilith.

The moment Apan pulled out the black blade, he quickly retreated. His momentum waned, and he knew he had no power to fight anymore.

"Apan, lead her outside the city." Mi Jiaan's spiritual voice suddenly sounded.

"Want to know? I'll tell you when I catch up..."

Black lightning and red blood light rushed into the fields outside the city. In the blink of an eye, the residential buildings behind him quickly shrank and disappeared.

Apan noticed that his physical fitness and condition were further declining. The destruction mode was already burdening him with a heavy burden, coupled with the dual bloodline talent and the overdraft of the breathing method.

Compared with the speed of both parties, the movements of passers-by on the street seemed to be frozen. They were completely unaware that anything was passing around them, and they only felt that it was a strange wind.

On the long street, the distance between the two parties chasing was getting closer, and Apan kept changing directions. Neither daring to let the other party catch up, nor wanting to get rid of the other party, maintaining a suitable distance is by no means an easy task.

"Yes, Master!" Apan responded secretly in his heart. He didn't know whether he should say something or not. The other party seemed to be able to read minds.

The red blood light followed closely behind, and Lilith showed great interest in the game of chasing.

"Okay, Mr. Monokuma..."

The ground that most people stepped on cracked, the tops of carriages and roofs were damaged, including the green trees on the roadside, and the poles of street lamps were also broken.

When faced with an enemy they cannot defeat, a Pandaren will not foolishly choose to die in battle.

"It's really difficult..."

Forget it, never mind, let’s go first...

Froya turned her eyes to her side, and Mikaan had left at some point.

The departure of the two powerful men left only a messy battlefield and a devastated duel venue.

Fortunately, the traffic on the road was sparse, and Apan had the intention to avoid it. Therefore, the racing dispute between the two did not have too bad impact.

"Is it really you?" the pink-haired girl said to herself.

Apan's light figure was like a fallen leaf in the wind with no trace, and he managed to dodge the bloody sword's attack by a hair's breadth.

Although the speed is at a disadvantage, Apan's figure is more elegant and flexible.

Will their conversation be heard?
In fact, there is a distance limit to the brain waves that are induced and radiated. If it is a little further away, it will be very blurry and interfered by other mental bands...

Apan walked towards the outside of the city without looking back, turning into a black electric light and leaping up.

When trying to catch up every time, he nimbly turned and opened up a few meters of distance.

A battle that was played to the fullest was indeed extremely enjoyable.

He benefited greatly from the pressure of strong opponents. The Awakening Beast's blood-boiling bloodline talent makes body control more coordinated and perfect.

For the first time, I saw further possibilities, absolute body control, fighting instinct beyond skills...

The holy realm is the end of the warrior's road. "That's it!"

Without even looking, Apan dodged another attack from behind.

The blood sword further extended in length and turned into a soft sword form, like a bright red long tongue with barbs, waving and sweeping freely.

The infamous black magic vampire touch can drain all the blood from the target's body in a few breaths and convert it into its own energy reserves.

The original version used by the Blood Count will only be more domineering than the version used by the dark wizard!
"Don't run. You're almost tired. Stop and rest for a while..."

The yandere's silly laughter seemed to be lingering in his ears.

Lilith swung her sword, and countless translucent red crystals swept across it like a heavy rain.

A covering blow that is impossible to dodge.

Appan had no choice but to turn around and deal with it. He waved his black and white double blades at will, blocked and parried perfectly, and jumped up to avoid the sneak attack of the vampire's touch.

"Master, we are finally here..."

The falling meteor hit hard between the panda and the Vampire Countess, and the spreading shock wave briefly separated the two sides.

The silver slime looks like a pool of molten metallic liquid, rapidly changing form.

The oppressive silver-gray humanoid body continued to gather and rise, and finally took shape at about three and a half meters tall.

The golden proportions of the body lines and bulging muscles highlight the absolute sense of strength. The silver-gray body reflects the dazzling light, like a creation of art and aesthetics.

Urum, the angel of power mode.

Every monster will eventually choose a humanoid form.

Mijiaan helped Wulum make his new body.

Slime has ever-changing characteristics, and he can use them freely. If you can think it, you can do it. There are no difficulties or restrictions.

"Come here! The embodiment of strength and beauty!"

"The pure white judge!"

"The god general from another world!"

"..."

"Urum, angel mode."

The angel in Mi Jia'an's heart is by no means a beautiful and weak woman, but a guardian with absolute majesty, who is absolutely powerful at a glance.

Under the traction and control of the Samsara Eye, the silver slime accurately locked its falling position.

Come, be born!
It is said to be an angel, but some people will definitely mistake it for a demon.

From the way he appears and his image, he speaks powerfully without words. The silver-gray texture intuitively gives people a hardness that is difficult to cut. The silver giant has only one mouth on its face and no facial features such as nose and eyes.

There is no point in being fake. Slime does not have the so-called sense of smell and vision, but relies on perception to judge whether we are the enemy or not.

Since he is an angel, he must naturally have wings.

Mijaan chose to place them on both sides of the ears and slightly adjusted the proportions, just like enlarged ears. It's just a kind of decoration anyway, not as weird as it is. He doesn't care whether it scares children or not, it will leave an indelible impact on people's minds. A long white tail grows from the back of the head. It looks like long human hair, but it is actually a flexible limb that can guard against sneak attacks from behind. An anti-gravity compass floats above the head, acting as a halo, adding a sense of ritual and sacredness.

An existence born from fantasy comes to reality for the first time...

(End of this chapter)