Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Then, the "flame" was cut off by the "light".

Chapter [-] Buddha's Wrath

Under the care of the burning clouds in the sky, Rope gradually changed from a violent storm to a human form.

He was carrying the brown victory wheel, the pointer pointed to "Warrior", and what he was holding in his hand was the Persian long sword forged by "Light of Wisdom".

"Tony, I think I need to re-evaluate your IQ. You look miserable now, and you just don't listen to my advice."

Luo Pei looked down at the King of Swords who had almost turned into a silver statue with a look of disgust, and directly caused rain to fall in the sky, which was used as water to cool the forged steel.

He had no idea why it was so coincidental.A few blind runs can follow Salvatore's mind, allowing him to meet the Marquis of Vauban perfectly.

If it wasn't for the will of the universe, Rope would write his name upside down.

"Haha...I want to try my luck..."

Salvatore heaved a sigh of relief and propped up his body with his sword. "The swordsmanship has improved. I wanted to try it and see what it would be like to fight with the old man. I didn't expect that he didn't play cards according to common sense, and he went straight to the flames."

Afraid of high temperature is the pain of Tony's life, and the mutual restraint of power is not something that can make up for it.

Moreover, the "fire of karma" is not an ordinary flame. The more sinful it is, the hotter it will become, and it will never be extinguished.Although Salvatore has no intention of doing evil, as a Demon Lord, even the world recognizes him as the "evil" side.

——The same is true for Rope.

After the flame was cut off by the light, the Marquis did not continue to attack Salvatore, but stared at Rope in the sky with beast pupils.

"A face I haven't seen before...Little devil, are you a new compatriot?"

Mortals cannot resist the power of the gods, and the only ones who can offset or even destroy them are the godslayers of the same rank.

Without answering the question of the Marquis, Rope fell from the sky to the ground, lifted the King of Swords, and leaned him on the steps of the hotel behind him.

"Leave it to me here, you are not suitable to fight with him." He whispered, and then gathered the essence of water from the air to treat the injured Salvatore.

"Sorry brother." Salvatore said shamefully. "I may have ruined your plan..."

"I'll settle the account with you when I get back to Italy." Rope said irrefutably. "Now you're here for me to be honest."

"Haha...Understood."

Then he turned around and pointed the golden sword at Marquis Vauban, who had turned into a giant werewolf, with a grim expression.

"I originally wanted to lead you to the sea, but it seems that the situation does not allow me to do so. Next, your opponent is me, Woban."

Hearing Rope's rhetoric, Woban rubbed his sharp teeth and showed a sinister smile.

"Sure enough, it's you... The second king of Italy, the terror of the deep sea, the ruler of the raging waves. The news I have received recently is almost all of your great achievements. Forget it, there should be three pillars, right? You killed it. The god of disobedience."

"Four pillars, to be exact."

"Humph... In less than two years, he's already on par with the trash over there, and he's a very qualified junior." Woban let out an uncomfortable laugh.

"I just hope that you have the ability to let me go on a good hunt. Did you want to lead me to the beach before? Do you want me to follow your wish and give you the advantage of the home court."

- almsgiving.

This is the contempt for the youngest son of the Fool, and the pride of the Marquis of Vauban, which spans hundreds of years of hunting.

No matter what the situation, he can handle it with ease.

"When you say this, you don't need it anymore." Rope took off his jacket and moved his stiff shoulders.

"I will defeat you here, and let you indulge forever in the shadow of "the enemy will be defeated without all his strength", this is my oath! "

"Little devil... arrogance will become the gravestone of death?"

"Send it back to you intact."

"Well, let reality speak."

From the incarnation of Apollo, the huge silver-gray werewolf raised his right claw, and his sharp nails pointed straight to the sky.

"—Karma, burn the sins of this world! Turn this place into the scorched earth of the red lotus hell!"

The scarlet flames broke through the dark clouds.

Under Woban's words, the "Sinker of Karma" descended from the void like the Burning Legion, bringing ominousness and terror to the fertile land.

In the face of such a doomsday offensive, Luo Pei just closed his eyes tightly, unfolded the golden sword field, and continued to forge the sword of wisdom that cut off the fire of karma.

Words are light.

"The Unmoved One has a firm heart of compassion, unshakable! "Bright" is the light of wisdom! "King" controls all phenomena, Venerable! "

The flame was fleeting, and it fell on Ropey's feet and burned.

But beside him, Bishma's word spirit "Guardian of the Oath" is playing a role, rejecting the burning of "karma", and even rejecting Rope's "sin" as a demon king.

"Woban! What you killed is the king of kings in Tibetan Buddhism! The embodiment of Buddha-nature Vajra! Shakyamuni's wrathful appearance - "Unstoppable King Ming"! "

"What if you know the god I killed?"

Warban said disdainfully. "In a few moments, what happened to Salvatore will be repeated for you. If I read it correctly, it should be 'Steel'? "

Ignoring the Marquis, Rope continued to forge the Sword of Word Spirit.

"Fudo Mingwangzun Bodhisattva is not a traditional god in Tibetan areas, his origin is in the West! It is a god in South Asia!"