The Devil Inside

Moli Xiong turned around and saw the sword edge.

The moment he turned around, Han Solo suddenly jumped up, crossed more than ten meters in an instant, and slashed at his chest with a sword!

what's going on?

Has he discovered himself already?

Unexpected things, strange things, one after another. With the cold blade on his head, Morixiong had no choice but to raise his hand and forcibly catch the blade with his bare palm.

A huge force penetrated through him, his muscles trembled, his arm bones wailed, his palms were bloody and blood dripped.

Morixiong looked at Han Solo expressionlessly and said coldly: "Really-"-I underestimated you, Han Solo. I thought you didn't have any great ability, but I didn't expect that you were the "confidant" of the black wizard. "

He didn't bother to take Han Solo's sword, nor did he intend to fight back.

Just loosen your grip and let him go free.

Han Solo took two steps back, smiling: "You are so stupid. Since you know my name, you must have investigated me. I am an ordinary person. Apart from the relationship with the black wizard Monica, it is impossible for me to come into contact with the Sky Eye Warrior."

Moli Xiong took out a roll of rune bandage from his pocket, slowly wrapped it around his palm, and stared coldly: "The information I got is that the 'confidant', the confidant of the black wizard will come to contact me. And you, according to the intelligence, you are her 'student'."

"That's why I said you're stupid and inflexible. You should have figured it out the moment you saw me at the Antler Cafe!"

Moli Xiong sighed in his heart.

He already understood the other party's plan.

Han Solo appeared on purpose. He put himself in the game and did the test.

If Morixiong did not chase him out and continued to wait for the appearance of the "Black Mage's confidant", it would mean that in Morixiong's mind, the coming of the evil god was more important than the remnant soul of the swordsman:

If he chases out, just like now——

no doubt.

Molixiong proved through his own actions that in his mind, the remaining soul of the Sword Saint was more important!

There is no possibility of cooperation between the two parties.

No one would trust their back to someone who wants to murder them.

Mo Lixiong struggled and said, "Can we reconcile? I admit my failure, and I promise you that I will not try to get the Sword Saint's remaining soul again."

"At this point, you are not joking, are you?"

Han Solo laughed.

really-

Damn.

Subconsciously, Morixon looked up at the high walls on both sides of the alley. Han Solo planned everything, so he would not come alone.

The Black Wizard, the top spellcaster who is feared by all, must be nearby now!

Morixiong added, "I am a member of the Witch Hunting Agency. I am not the one leading the investigation in Arendelle. You may have heard of the name of the 'Asian Dragon Gu Warlock'. He is the leader of this investigation, and I am under his command."

Han Solo smiled and asked, "So?"

"You really know nothing! The reputation of the Gu Sorcery Master is no less than that of the Black Mage! Do you dare to touch me? Consider first whether you can withstand the Gu Sorcery Master's wrath, and whether the Black Mage will offend a true master for a small pawn like you!"

Moli Xiong almost roared, he was extremely upset and seemed to be threatening.

"I can offend anyone for him."

Monica's voice rang out of nowhere.

She was wearing a high-necked grey top and a pencil skirt. She was walking slowly towards us from the other end of the alley, half of her face hidden in the darkness, looking exceptionally cold.

With displeasure on her red lips, she said, "Why don't you try to touch Han? I will torture you, Mr. Morixiong."

Monica's appearance did not surprise Morixiong.

What really surprised him was the "creature" next to Monica, who was only about 1.5 meters tall and covered in a large pure white cloak with gold patterns.

Beneath the cloak, a long dark green tail dragged on the ground, winding like a snake.

There were only three thick fingers on his slightly dry palm, and he was holding an old, scratched staff.

He is a "Senior Gu Sorcerer!"

Morixiong stood at attention, he was ecstatic!

"a shame."

But, a hoarse, dull voice sounded, scolding mercilessly.

The creature raised its head, revealing a pair of golden eyes that flashed with anger under its cloak. "I've heard for a long time that the discipline of the Fort Collins witch hunting agency is extremely poor, and the cadres are corrupted by money, and they no longer have the demeanor that a 'witch hunting commissioner' should have. I saw it today, and it's true!"

"senior-."

"Black Mage, I leave this man to you to deal with."

The sorcerer snorted coldly, stood by the wall with his arms crossed, and looked as if he didn't care.

Is this abandoned?

The joy on Molixiong's face faded, and he finally realized his situation!

At the critical moment of life and death, he was completely calm.

He knew very well that this was a desperate situation. If he panicked he would be torn into pieces. The only way out was to stay calm.

Suppressing all distracting thoughts, he shouted, "I'm in Fort Collins, so I have some say! If you kill me, the headquarters will definitely investigate!"

Han Solo said, "Of course we will investigate this to the end. The evil god followers in Arendelle are so rampant that they even dare to kill investigators from the Witch Hunting Agency. I believe that after today, the agency will reassess the risks in Arendelle and take it seriously. Morixon, you deserved to die."

"what!"

Mo Lixiong laughed in anger, he didn't expect that the group of people in front of him would even use his death to take advantage of him.

He glanced at the sorcerer standing by the wall, and after confirming that he was indifferent, he gave up the idea of relying on him.

The only option now is to try to fight our way out!

With anger surging in his chest and blood boiling in his head, he rushed towards Han Solo like a storm!

As soon as he took a step, Morixiong realized that the moss "growing" in the alley was moving silently and gathering precisely at the place where he had prepared to land.

If he stepped firmly on this step, he would definitely trip over the extremely slippery moss.

Fortunately, he is experienced.

After putting aside his contempt and taking Han Solo seriously as his opponent, all the details that he had not noticed before became prominent in his mind.

It's not just the moss that's slippery.

It also includes a flying knife that missed.

Morixon guessed that Han Solo must have secretly cast a spell and quietly changed something. Relying on intuition, he thought it should be related to "probability".

An “uncertain” attack has a high probability of failing.

But it didn't matter, the flying knife might be dodged, and the hand that was strangling his neck could not be gotten rid of without reason, so he just had to use the "sure" method.

Level 15 vs. level 9, the chances are great!

Step, step, step.

Molixiong took three steps in a row, his footwork unpredictable.

Moss kept predicting and moving, but he could never really catch Morixon's feet. In a flash, he had rushed in front of him and tried to hold Han Solo hostage to break out.

The sword flashed, heavy and sharp.

Morixon remained calm, he had seen Han Solo's skills before, and to be honest, they were just average.

Han Solo's sword is heavy, but due to its level, its power is not amazing. At least for people at his level, the threat is limited.

He judged that Han Solo should not have refined the residual soul of the Sword Master yet.

The Flower Sword Saint's sword skills are gorgeous and swift. If he had practiced, he probably wouldn't have used a strange sword that was as heavy as an iron rod.

The sword that just slashed at his arm would not only break his palm.

Faced with the whistling sword, Mo Lixiong used his old trick again, trying to snatch it away with his bare hands.

At the last moment, I became alert.

Moli Xiong listened attentively. Compared with the last time, the sound of the sword this time was particularly light, as if it was nothing.

In contrast, the sword light seen in the eyes was extremely strong!

As bright as day, as hot as the sun!

The edge of the sword that Han Solo slashed out could no longer be described as a "half moon". It was a dazzling pure white, as if it could cut through everything in the world!

strengthen.

Strengthen further.

Morrison madly poured magic power into his arms. What was flowing in his veins was no longer blood, but pure energy.

The skin tissue began to mutate, and magic power overflowed. The palm of his hand that tried to grab the sword became like gold and jade, shining with a strange luster, and turned into a crystal.

The sword and the jade hand met in the air.

As soon as the two came into contact, the sword smashed the arm with ease. The broken stones flew out and embedded themselves densely into the walls on both sides, knocking off a sparse layer of wall dust.

Moli Xiong's eyes widened as he saw nothing beneath his right shoulder, and his right hand had completely disappeared.

He poured in an excessive amount of mana at the last moment, and the broken shoulder became crystallized, and no blood flowed out.

Until this moment.

There was a thunderous roar, that was the sound of the sword breaking through the air.

Han Solo's sword just now was at the peak of its power. His sword blade was faster than the sound, so this happened.

Amid the roar, Han Solo took a deep breath, held the sword to his ribs, turned around and slashed in a circle, and the sword came again!

Still, as bright as day!

Morixiong's eyes showed despair. He didn't understand why Han Solo had such a fierce offensive method. Wasn't he only at the ninth level?

He had used too much magic power, causing his body to crystallize. Morrison's breath was filled with tiny blood crystals, and he was no longer able to react quickly.

Han Solo swung violently, shattering his upper body, and blood splattered, staining the wall red.

The captain of the witch hunting agency...died suddenly!

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and Han Solo controlled the moss to absorb the blood.

The ninth level body is still too weak.

With the help of the Time Demon King's skills, he used the "Ancient Soul" twice to break through the limit of his power.

It consumes a lot of energy.

He forced himself to look at the Gu sorcerer standing by the wall: "Senior, are you really okay?"

"..-·fine.""

After a while, the sorcerer finally responded.

He looked at Han Solo twice more and said, "The person is dead, and you still say it's okay. Don't worry about it. Leave the body here. Someone will notify me later. I will tell them that it was the evil god believers of Arendelle who did it."

Han Solo was a little embarrassed and sighed artificially: "I did have some unpleasantness with this guy in Fort Collins. I thought the matter was over, but I didn't expect him to let it go easily and hold a grudge - look at him now, why did he do that?"

The sorcerer understood what he meant and advised, "This is what you deserve! As a member of the witch hunting agency, you should keep a clear mind and practice justice. Morixiong's lust is so rampant that it is only a matter of time before he will end up like this."

Han Solo exclaimed: "Senior, you are really enlightened. How could you say you are a master?"

"Alright, both of you, let's go back." Monica looked at the sorcerer, "Han has important information that I need to explain to you."

The Gu Master was somewhat helpless: "I finally found an action specialist, but I didn't expect him to be this kind of person - young people are unreliable. I have to do this myself."

Chapter 115 #114 Unlocking Blocks (Two in One)

"Is this young human really the Black Mage's student?"

The sorcerer walked through the narrow alleys of the outer city and took Han Solo and Monica to his residence.

He turned around and glanced at the black-haired young man.

It's amazing.