Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

Feeling the weakening of the spatial force in the protective shield he created, Peroz's forehead broke out in a cold sweat.

If she were alone in this situation, she would have great confidence to escape.

But now, there was not only himself around, but also Theresa and Sif.

Peroz absolutely did not want to abandon her friends and live on, but...she had no idea how to protect them and leave together.

Just now, she opened the Eye of Truth, and she could see everything around her.

In addition to the fifteen extraordinary people including Dral, there were more than fifty fully armed soldiers lying in ambush around.

To the extraordinary people of other systems, these soldiers are not a threat, but to Peroz, these people are as threatening as those fifteen extraordinary people!

What should I do?

Feeling the shield's power weakening, Peroz gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Supernatural power permeated around her. Fruit wine, wood chips, and iron shells formed a simple incendiary bomb in an instant. Then she opened a hole in the protective shield. In an instant, the incendiary bomb and bullets were fired at the same time. The soldiers guarding that position were shot in the head before they had time to react.

The flames from the exploding incendiary bomb also burned the extraordinary people guarding there.

Although the material is leak-proof, this incendiary bomb contains Peroz's extraordinary power. This extraordinary power can not only erode the opponent's magic power, but also maximize the role that those materials can play.

With almost no resistance, the Sequence 7 Beyonder fell to the ground without a sound.

"Heh..." Dral smiled faintly as the black mist surrounding Peroz and the others surged towards the opening. Simultaneously, the soldiers and transcendents following behind him also launched their own attacks.

The range of the attack was not only on the hole she tore, but also covered all corners of the protective shield.

Peroz's expression remained unchanged. The Silent One's ability allowed her to easily create a vacuum zone around her. This kind of vacuum zone was usually used to facilitate stealth tracking.

But when facing some fire attacks, vacuum can also have some miraculous effects.

Under her guidance, the flames caused by the magic bomb were slowly divided and guided by the vacuum, and the fire began to spread outward.

Unfortunately, the time was still too short. Feeling his body was a little stiff, Peroz slowly took out a black bomb from behind.

This is also a magic bomb, but it is indeed a bomb exclusive to the Krolov family.

An item that can produce burning magical flames under the catalysis of extraordinary power.

boom--

With a loud bang, the bomb was thrown out. Under Peroz's planning, the black and purple flames instantly rushed towards the dozens of people who were slowly approaching her. Their attacks on the flames could only make them stronger. In the absence of experience in dealing with them, dozens of people instantly lost the power to resist and fell to the ground.

only..

Dral's power gradually took effect on several people.

Weak and powerless, all the energy in his body was drained away. This feeling of powerlessness made Peroz unable to even make any movement.

Not only her, but also Sif and Theresa around her were hanging on by a thread.

"Wonderful." Applause rang out, and Dral's projection appeared in front of Peroz again. Looking at the three people lying on the ground, a happy smile appeared on Dral's face.

"If I hadn't brought all the forces I could mobilize from my family this time, I might not have been able to capture you."

"My dear Ms. Krolov, do you regret what you did to me now?"

Peroz didn't say anything, just glared at him. To be honest, she couldn't understand his train of thought at all - could it be that in your heart, as long as you express your love, everyone has to accept it?

"The curse must be unpleasant, but with the Krolov family's bloodline, perhaps you still have some strength to resist."

As they were talking, more black smoke slowly enveloped the three of them.

"So what now?" Dral asked with a smile. His projection squatted on the ground and looked at Peroz's ferocious face. Then he slowly stood up and walked towards Sif.

"I hope you can hold on a little longer under the curse, otherwise I'll get bored."

The projected hand was slowly stained with traces of black magic power, and Dral's hand slowly fell on Sif's neck.

Peroz's eyes were bloodshot. The bloodline brought to her by Shenghui could make her better resist various abnormal conditions and even adapt to him.

But this kind of adaptation takes time, and now...what she lacks most is time.

She somewhat overestimated the adaptability of the Krolov family bloodline, and somewhat underestimated Dral's hatred for Sif.

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Chapter 130 Chapter 10 Be Kind~

Dral's hand tightly grasped Sif's neck. With his strength, the person in his hand should have whimpered.

However, because of the power of the curse that had just surged in, Sif didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, let alone make a wail.

Is that the end?

Sif felt a little hopeless, but also relieved. For her, this ending might not be a bad thing.

She had had enough of the prison-like days.

Just when she gave up resisting, the pain suddenly subsided.

A rough voice sounded in her ears.

"Hey! Do you know that this is the territory of Rocks Manor? You are making such a big noise here. What if you scare my employer?" Floyd grabbed Dral's neck and looked at the flames and explosions all around him with a ferocious expression.

"This is the only way to get to school... You bastard, who allowed you to do this!" He roared loudly, and his hand gripping Dral's neck tightened.

Dral tried to resist, but he wasn't a transcendent in terms of physical strength, and Floys was one level higher than him. This level was the difference between the middle and high levels, the difference between life and death, between heaven and earth.

The power of the curse slowly dissipated, and Sif, who fell to the ground, opened her eyelids with difficulty.

She felt a little strange as she watched what Floys did to Dral.

After all...this retribution came too quickly.

However, she did not have the energy to think about anything else. Although the power of the curse had been dispelled, with her normal physical condition, she no longer had the strength to maintain her sanity.

Floyd ignored Sif who had fallen to the ground and Peroz who had slowly regained some strength and was struggling to get up. He just madly punched Dral's cheek with his fist.

"You bastard, do you know how damaging the road is to others and yourself?"

"Do you know how much trouble this road will cause to people living nearby?"

"Do you know that even though it's vacation now, little Melnadette has to go to the school library every day?"

"Do you know how horrified she will be when she sees the blood and destruction here this time tomorrow?"

The more Floyds thought about it, the angrier he became.

He just went to see a few old friends today and spent a lot of effort to convince them.

After drinking, I was happily taking them to see Charles to go through the employment procedures, but who knew that I would encounter this incident on the way back.

Thinking that Mernadette would be frightened or frown because of what happened here when she passed by here on her way to the college library tomorrow, Floyd could not suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

If it were the old him, he swore that he would definitely twist the bastard's head off and stuff it into his ass... No, that would be too vulgar, she wouldn't like it.

It should be said like this - put his wisdom where the digested food is.

"Bastard..." Looking at Sif who was nearby and Peroz who was slowly getting up beside him, even though his face was beaten to a bloody mess, his expression was still crazy.

Countless black air emerged from his body, but these black air seemed insignificant compared to the blood energy faintly emerging from Floyd's body.

"Brother Floys, don't waste it. This ability is quite interesting. It would be a shame if you destroyed it like this."

"How about letting me store some first?" Morin came close to Floyds and said with a smile while looking at Dral.

creak-

The sound of bones breaking was heard, and Dral's neck was crushed, but thanks to the extraordinary physique of the extraordinary person, he did not die and was still alive.

"Oh my! I just realized how gentle Brother Morin is." Antilia said with a smile, "Now that he's been captured, can't we just take away his extraordinary characteristics?"

After reaching a high level, a thief sequence superhuman can steal the abilities of superhumans of a lower sequence than him. However, this kind of stealing has a certain number of times. Once the number of times is used up, if you want to use this ability, you need to steal again.

However, there is one exception, that is, if he has the other party's extraordinary characteristics, as long as he possesses the other party's extraordinary characteristics, he can always use the other party's abilities.

Therefore, ordinary people will be on guard when facing a systematic sequence of extraordinary people who are thieves, and may even call for their deaths.

"Although it's very interesting, but... didn't Brother Floys say that we should learn to be kind in the future? We can't kill people casually." Morin squatted on the ground and gently poked Dral's neck with his hand. The originally broken neck bled even more.

"If no one saves him, he will die here soon. Instead of letting him die in such pain, we can be kinder and just give him a quick death," Arthur suggested.

Mo Lin's eyes lit up.

Dral: Thank you so much!

Given the physique of a transcendent, Dral's injuries looked severe, but in reality, they were nothing serious. After all, while Floys had been furious when he struck him, he had used more of his own strength than his transcendental powers. If he had been thrown here, he could have made it back home by now.

After all, his neck was crushed and his face was swollen, but Flores didn't do much to his body.

"I've already told you to be kind..." Before Floyds could finish his words, a crisp sound like a watermelon breaking was heard.

Looking at Antilia's blood-stained shoes and the scattered debris around, he couldn't help but scratch his hair in annoyance.

"Huh... I feel much better now." A slight smile appeared on Antilia's face.

She had been in a bad mood ever since Floyd became normal and extended the invitation, but now that she had an outlet, she felt a little better.

"Even in this state, you still don't forget to look around randomly, man~"

"I think he was just checking to see how many enemies were around and planning his escape." Morin said seriously.

At this point, even the most lustful person would not have such thoughts.

"Huh? Little Morin has some opinions about the way I handled it~" Antilia's smile began to become dangerous.

Even Morin, who had already adapted to her abilities, couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment.

After waking up, he quickly ran a few steps backwards.

"Sister~ We are so familiar with each other, do you really need to attack me?"

Antilia snorted coldly and ignored him.

Floyd's gaze was on Peroz who had stood up, Sif who had fainted, and Theresa who was still sleeping.

"If she knew you had done something like this, she would definitely be unhappy..."

"Do you want to..."

A trace of blood appeared on Floyds' body.

However, just as the blood and energy were about to leave the body, Floys hit himself hard in the face.

"no..."

"Little White Flower likes kind people the most..."

"I... not only need to be like that in front of her... but I also need to be in good shape when she's not around..."

While saying this, Floys's eyes kept lingering on Peroz.

This sight made her feel a little creepy.

"That..." Peroz was about to express his inner gratitude to him.

But before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Floys, "Get out!"

"Get out of here before I change my mind!"

"Why is it like this..." A crimson aura surrounded Peroz, and Antilia's voice sounded faintly.

"I can do what Brother Floys doesn't want to do."

Floys grabbed Antilia's hand and looked at her with a serious look.

Antilia stuck out her tongue, then dispersed the pink mist surrounding Peroz.

"Huh?" Antilia was a little surprised when she saw Perozzi, whose face was a little flushed but he was still able to maintain his composure.

"What a pity it's a girl." She said with some regret.

Peroz didn't quite understand what she meant, but she knew the people around her weren't easy to get along with. They weren't here to do something heroic or to save her or others.

Being able to save your life and take others away is the best outcome.

Therefore, although he was a little curious, Peroz still carried Theresa and Sif and walked quickly towards Moroston.

Although she had just been attacked by the power of the curse, the specificity of her own physique and the resistance to abnormal conditions brought by the holy light had allowed her to adapt to that power. If Peroz faced the opponent again now, she would not be as embarrassed as she was just now.

"Wait!" Just as Peroz was about to leave, Floys shouted again.

Her steps paused, her body tensed.