Look carefully, this is how realm is used!

The two figures were sometimes below and sometimes in mid-air, and the attacks were very fierce.

In this wide gap, the two men fought fiercely, with strong winds coming in waves.

It was not until a certain confrontation that Allen stopped temporarily and found that although the position had been changed in the high-speed battle just now, the distance between them remained the same, and her efforts were in vain.

The good news is that Isaac is far away from the battlefield, so Allen doesn't have to worry so much.

Alan, realizing the distance situation, felt awkward for the first time in a long time. The divine talisman's fate was definitely not comparable to Ben Tiao Erya.

One's own strength, combat awareness, and control of the battlefield...

From the performance of Shen Fuyuan, Alan seemed to see the piles of corpses and wailing souls behind him.

How many battles had he experienced?!

Alan thought unconsciously.

The next moment, she felt something was wrong and quickly concentrated on dealing with the battle in front of her.

Shen Fuyuan was unaware of the situation, and even if he knew Alan's question, he couldn't answer it.

I killed too many to remember.

Shen Fuyuan raised his arm, and a prosperous magic circle appeared on the top of the closed folding fan, and traces of demonic power visible to the naked eye gathered.

In half a second, the rice grains swelled into small balls.

The alarm of high-energy reaction was detected, and the instrument in his ear kept ringing. Allen's heart was beating violently, but he charged the Pioneer Gun without any delay.

In the blink of an eye, the two people who had accumulated strength to attack rushed towards each other almost at the same time.

No life - the glow of destruction!

Vanguard Gun!

The saturated bombardment of pitch black and bright yellow collided violently.

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!”

After the light that symbolized destruction, there was a huge explosion that shook the earth, and a scorching wind swept through madly.

The mushroom cloud slowly rose.

If this attack were to happen in a city, it would at least destroy most of the buildings and overturn the concrete roads.

The explosion lasted for more than ten seconds before it subsided.

Amid the billowing smoke of the explosion, Allen went upstream. Although she didn't know how big the gap was, she estimated that Isaac would not be affected.

Putting aside this part of the worry, Alan focused his attention on Shen Fuyuan. Only by defeating him would he be truly safe.

If Shen Fuyuan wants to kill Isaac, he must first step over the body of Ellen Mira Mathers.

found it!

According to his memory before the explosion, Allen found traces of Shen Fuyuan. Not only did he stay in the same place, but his clothes showed no signs of damage.

To be honest, this was not the situation Allen wanted to see. It meant that Shen Fuyuan's strength was beyond her original expectations.

Allen, who is confident that she is the world's number one magician, is not a fanatic who mindlessly pursues battles. She doesn't care about powerful enemies as long as they don't hinder her from completing Isaac's mission.

The thought flashed through his mind, and the device on his back pushed Allen forward, turning him into an elusive shadow.

Seeing that Shen Fuyuan was keeping the distance, Allen tried to defeat him in close combat.

If she continued to attack from a distance, she would have fewer means at her disposal.

Alan increased his speed and rushed forward, stabbing the light knife at the edge of the divine rune below.

The terrifying slash was approaching, and Shen Fuyuan used his folding fan to block the blade. Alan felt stiffened and increased the pressure.

What made Allen uncomfortable was that she still couldn't shake the divine talisman edge, and the arm seemed to be fixed.

Unable to advance violently, Allen changed his attack route, tilting the angle of the colliding blades and slashing directly along the folding fan.

If Shen Fuyuan did not fight back, his fingers would come into contact with the super-vibrating particle blade.

Shen Fuyuan reacted quickly, exerting force to directly knock the blade away, forcibly interrupting Allen's attack, and then aimed the folding fan at her purple eyes like a spear.

Alan concentrated his mind and an emerald shield unfolded.

However, the folding fan of the magic talisman easily pierced through the random area in front of it. Alan, who had no time to be surprised, tilted his head and barely avoided the fatal attack, at the cost of a layer of skin being scraped off his eye socket.

Blood oozed and flowed down his cheeks. Alan suppressed the instinct to close his eyes and forced his eyes to be narrowed into stitches to ensure that he would not lose his vision.

The injured Allen did not retreat, but stepped forward. The Vanguard Spear stored in front of him was revealed again, and the random field turned into a cage, trapping Shen Fuyuan's limbs.

Alan seized the fleeting opportunity and pointed the black muzzle of the gun at Shen Fuyuan's neck.

Go through it!

While Alan was muttering to himself, his hands moved quickly, and a dazzling light cannon filled his field of vision.

Alan just didn't believe that at zero distance, the Divine Talisman could create a gap to divert the artillery fire.

However, in reality, even if Shen Fuyuan had a playful attitude, he could still do this, and there was actually no need for it.

At this moment, a hand broke through the light cannon and five fingers grabbed the front end of the Vanguard's gun.

Allen's pupils contracted as she felt a force that did not belong to her, moving her pistol little by little.

Even though they fought hard, it was not as they wished, and the Vanguard's gun was forced to deflect and fire upwards.

The figure of Shen Fuyuan reappeared in Alan's sight.

“It’s moderately powerful.”

The intact Shen Fuyuan exerted force, and with a sound of teeth rubbing, the front end of the Vanguard Spear was scrapped.

In an instant, Allen's eyes went dark, and then her feet left the ground and flew backwards.

Along the way, a series of large gaps opened up, and several-story buildings emerged one after another.

Alan pierced through one reinforced concrete building after another, and finally embedded himself deeply into a wall.

"vomit!"

Alan, who couldn't get down, was covered in injuries, his mouth was wide open and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His head was dizzy and he couldn't concentrate.

Until now, Allen still couldn't react to what happened in a very short period of time after the Vanguard Gun was scrapped.

"I finally got interested, but the world's number one magician is just like this."

Shen Fuyuan walked out of the gap, his shoes stepping on cement fragments, and came in front of Alan.

A brief description of what just happened.

Shen Fuyuan changed his mindset from casual entertainment to a slightly more serious play, and then Allen was stunned by a fan, causing his mind to be unable to disperse to the random area. At the cost of serious injuries, he relied solely on his body wearing a display device to pass through the building.

"you......"

The manifestation device was damaged in many places, and Allen, who was covered in blood, spoke with difficulty.

"Maybe I should have restrained myself so I could have had more fun. It's my fault."

Shen Fuyuan apologized insincerely. He had seen the fight between Honjo Nia and Zi and the DEM Society, and he actually wanted to exercise his body, so he chose Allen as his target.

Unfortunately, Shen Fuyuan overestimated Allen.

Allen's strength comes from the manifestation device. She is essentially a weak person who needs to eat and sleep.

Shen Fuyuan is powerful in all aspects. Even without the realm and demonic power including spells, his body, soul, spirit and other aspects are at an extraordinary level.

After all, after enduring hardships and fighting for one's life to become a big monster, if only the destructive power increases, it is not worthy of the word evolution at all, and it is too sad.

Chapter 212 Be my dog!

All I can say is that the evolutionary level is far behind Alan.

"game over."

Grabbing Alan's neck, Shen Fuyuan pulled him out of the cracked wall.

Isaac, not knowing how far away he was from the battlefield, wanted to explore this space, but he didn't wander around and stayed where he was.

Isaac knew that only by solving the problem of who was the master of the space could he act as he wished.

However, Allen, whom he had placed high hopes on, returned as a miserable loser.

Shen Fuyuan walked in front, and a tentacle dragged the half-dead Allen behind.

"Awaited."

Ignoring the trail of blood left by Alan behind him, Shen Fuyuan greeted Isaac who was two meters away.

Isaac was a little overwhelmed. Judging from the appearance of Shen Fuyuan and Allen, he had seriously underestimated the power of the monster.

"This is truly...an unexpected surprise."

Isaac forced a smile on his face.

"Accident?"

"That's to be expected, I think."

Combined with his neat image, Shen Fuyuan's words are particularly convincing.

Isaac was speechless.

"Okay, time to discuss what to do with you."

"According to my original idea, it would be easiest to just kill him, but that would be a bit of a waste."

Shen Fuyuan said this with the attitude of a winner.

DME is a very powerful company. Instead of giving it away for free to others, it would be better to take it over and squeeze out its value.

Although it is not the previous world, this world has a lot of good things, and you can borrow DME company staff to enrich your personal inventory.

The knowledge and materials of mysticism cannot be obtained out of thin air. If you keep outputting without inputting, Shen Fuyuan will become a pauper sooner or later.

"Oh~ I wonder what you want?"

Realizing that he had become a loser, Isaac adjusted his mentality and did not beg for mercy like a normal person. After all, he was not a normal person.

"Be my dog ​​and do my work."

The folding fan was like a soul-binding lock. The edge of the magic talisman was gently lifted back, and Isaac, who had stopped breathing, fell backwards, his translucent soul floating quietly.

"Ike!"

Seeing this scene, Alan couldn't help but shout.

"Try this."

The black folding fan was replaced by a brush, and the divine symbol was drawn in the void, and the lines formed a simple eyeball.

With a wave of Shen Fuyuan's brush, the eyeball pattern flew into Isaac's soul.

"You...what did you do to him?!"

Alan, who watched the whole process, endured the severe pain of being shattered and asked angrily.

"Didn't I tell you to obey me and make the most of your remaining value?"

"This way you can still survive."

Shen Fuyuan, who was spinning the brush, answered with a smile.

Does what was done to Isaac give you a sense of déjà vu?

That’s right, just like Shen Fuyuan once used a brush called the Language of the Underworld to summon and drive the face demon.

The difference is that this Yellow Springs Voice was not created by Izanami, but was made by Shenfu Yuan when he was free.

In addition to being similar to the original version, it also adds new abilities similar to slave contracts and minor modifications to the soul.

If it doesn't involve the soul, don't even think about restoring it to its original state.

"You evil monster! Bastard!"

Seeing Isaac's soul returning to his body, Alan was so furious that he wanted to jump up and kill Shen Fuyuan with one knife.