Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 1042 Rescuer (Two in one, please subscribe!!!)

This is Angers real killer move, which he had planned from the beginning.

From the moment Ange realized that he might lose and might die at the hands of this man, he made up his mind and prepared himself.

The "Time Zero" that breaks the limit and the folding knife are Angers' last resort. Angers also realized that he was too naive at the beginning and he made a fatal mistake.

At first he was immersed in the emotion of reuniting with an old friend, so he couldn't bear to kill him. He imagined that maybe there was some way to make the other party regain his memory and sanity, but before that, he had to tame this mad beast... and the premise of taming a beast is that you must have the power to overwhelm the opponent. Few people in this world have such power, at least Angers can't do it. When facing the opponent, even a moment of distraction can be life-threatening.

In this case, what Angers should think about is not how to "wake up" the other party, but how to survive from the claws of a ferocious beast.

Perhaps it was destined from the moment Ange met this man that this would be a life-and-death war, a contest between powerful dragon slayers, a collision between "time zero" and "time zero", and in the end only one person could survive.

The folding knife tore through the air, and its speed even left the sound far behind. This was the most terrifying thing about the owner of "Time Zero" and it was also the pinnacle of assassination. When the speed reached the limit, the attack was silent. If Ange's knife had attacked from behind, no one in the world would have been able to dodge it. In addition, the folding knife was made of special material. Let alone a hybrid, if this knife had pierced the heart and lungs of a dragon, even the Dragon King would have died.

The tip of the folding knife stabbed towards the bandaged man's heart, where the heart was. Angers grasped the angle extremely accurately... At this moment he really wanted to kill. Sometimes, many things are regrettable. If this man is allowed to live in this world in this way, it would be better to send him to death with his own hands. This is the greatest respect for him. Presumably, if he still has his mind, he will agree with Angers' approach.

The distance between Ange and the bandaged man was too close. Under the effect of the "time zero" that broke through the limit, Ange's speed was so fast that it was unbelievable. Moreover, he was a good knife-wielder. The time required from the time he drew his knife to the time he stabbed the man's heart was shorter than a moment... Is there such a tiny adjective in the world? A trance? A moment? Maybe even faster than a moment.

For a moment, Ange felt a sense of disharmony. He couldn't tell where this feeling of disharmony came from because he couldn't tell. He was moving at a high speed in the area of ​​"time zero" and everything around him blurred into phantoms.

Perhaps the high multiple of "time zero" puts too much burden on the body, and the tinnitus is particularly strong.

It was not until Angé felt resistance on the folding knife that a short and sharp sonic boom followed, followed by the sound of the blade tearing flesh. Although the sound was fine and tiny, Angé still caught it. Even his own eyes could not keep up with his speed, but at the moment of drawing the knife, a fleeting flash of sadness still flashed across Angé's eyes.

Perhaps killing an old acquaintance with one's own hands is a sad thing in itself, especially for people like them. Killing someone with one's own hands is equivalent to ruining someone's entire life and past with one's own hands.

Blood, bright red blood rolled down the blade of the folding knife until it touched Angé's fingertips. Angé felt a burst of heat and wetness... Could human blood be so hot? It was like boiling water. Angé's mind was a little dazed and his vision was blurred for a while.

Because of the continuous high-intensity exercise and the release of "Time Zero" beyond the limit, this old body can no longer support it. It is like a frail person who suddenly does dozens of push-ups. A strong feeling of hypoxia comes over him, and his brain goes blank for a few moments.

Taking a deep breath until enough oxygen was supplied to his lungs, Angé blinked quickly a few times, and his vision gradually became blurred.

For an old man who is nearly 140 years old, he has experienced too many things like separation and death, and his heart should have been numb long ago, but this does not prevent him from feeling sad... His sadness is just a little lighter than that of others, but it is not absent.

But no matter how sad something is, it must be faced. Angers is not the type to deceive himself. He raised his eyes to look at the chest of his old friend, and at the same time he retracted the folding knife with his hand.

But Angé was surprised to find that he couldn't pull out his folding knife for a while. This was definitely not a normal situation. Even if the blade was stuck between the sternum, Angé's casual force should have pried the bones open.

Until Ange's eyes fell on his own knife... or to be more precise, on the chest of the figure in front of him, Ange's expression changed, from disbelief, to sudden realization, and finally one could even see a hint of fear in his eyes.

What could make the man who is known as the strongest mixed-race in the world feel incredible and even terrified?
Ange's folding knife stopped a few millimeters away from the bandaged man's chest. The tip of the knife tore the bandage on the man's chest but did not pierce his skin. The blood that flowed down the blade of the folding knife came from the man's hand... He grabbed the folding knife with one hand, and the blade cut his palm and fingers, and the blood flowed from his fingertips.

Ange's ultimate, fatal blow, his extreme speed and fighting skills, no one in this world should have been able to dodge it, but the man really stopped it. He blocked Ange's folding knife and the world's strongest dragon slayer's all-out blow in front of his chest.

So that's what it is. Angé understood it instantly. No wonder he felt a sense of disharmony when he attacked just now. It was not because of the burden caused by releasing "Time Zero" beyond the limit, nor was it an illusion. It was because at that moment, a more powerful "Time Zero" field unfolded, and this field came from the man in front of him.

Is it more powerful than "Time Zero" fifty-five times? How many times? Sixty times? Or sixty-five times? Ange didn't know, but he figured out another thing at the same time.

There was still a steady stream of blood flowing into Ange's hands. This blood came from that man and was as hot as boiling water... This was not his illusion, because that man released "Time Zero" to an extremely high multiple in an instant, and coupled with his speed reading that exceeded the human limit by who knows how many times, the blood in his body should have risen to a very abnormal temperature, right?
This has a scientific basis. The release of the Word Spirit requires the mobilization of the power in the bloodline, which will speed up the blood flow. Angé himself was already sweating profusely because he had been releasing "Time Zero" at a high intensity. With the high-intensity exercise, the blood in his body should have been so hot that it was almost boiling.

A faster speed than oneself, a higher limit of words than oneself, and an all-round crushing of physical abilities, this cannot be compensated by relying on combat experience alone... Even if the opponent shows his strongest side and fights with oneself from the very beginning, and has a suitable weapon, it is very likely that he will be killed instantly in one encounter.

It’s not because of the huge gap in strength between Angers and his opponent, but because the fighting style of “Time Zero” is so straightforward. Speed ​​cannot determine everything, but the overwhelming speed difference can definitely lock in the victory of a battle.

It turns out that the sorrow that killed his old friend was all unnecessary. An extremely complex emotion flashed across Angers eyes, including gratitude, reluctance, loneliness, and relief... Such a life is a bit too long.

It was so long that even the once invincible leader of the secret party was defeated by a hundred years of time.

The bandaged man swung his arm, and Angé's body flew backwards and sat on the edge of the building. He closed his eyes and the folding knife in his hand flew away.

Ange passed out, his expression peaceful as if he was asleep, but his old face and body were covered with countless cuts and bruises, and it was unknown whether he would ever wake up again. …

At the same time, on the roof of a tall building not far from the battlefield, a slender figure stood on the edge of the roof.

"What are you doing, long legs?" Su Enxi asked Jiude Mai who was standing on the edge of the rooftop.

"Nonsense, of course we are going to save people. Are we really going to watch the old guy get killed?" Jiude Mai asked without turning her head. She held the throwing knife in one hand and the hook in the other, and seemed to be calculating the angle of the throwing hook.

"The boss lent you 'Tenyu Yuzhan' and 'Budu Yuhun'?" Su Enxi asked.

"No." Jiude Mai answered simply.

"So what secret weapon did the boss give you this time?" Su Enxi asked.

"There is no secret weapon. He didn't even give me any mission. The last mission I received was a week ago. It was to clean up the battlefield of Nibelungen and bring back the defeated 'Odin' and everything related to 'Odin'." Jiude Mai said calmly, "It was just my personal choice to save Angers."

"Are you crazy?" Su Enxi screamed and rushed forward to hug Jiude Mai's waist. "I don't care if you want to save Ange, but that guy is an opponent that Ange can't beat. Aren't you looking for death if you go? I can't watch you die!"

Su Enxi's hands were wrapped around Jiude Mai's perfectly shaped waist, but this time she didn't even bother to take advantage of her. She seemed really worried about Jiude Mai's comfort.

"There is definitely danger, but it's not certain to kill me. Potato Chips, you know my spiritual power is 'Underworld', I am sure I can take Ange away silently." Jiude Mai said in a deep voice, "But if I don't show up, Ange will really die!"

"Ange is dead, so what? He was the leader of the secret party and we were on different paths. Why do we have to take this risk?" Su Enxi still refused to let go. "This is not a task assigned by the boss, nor is it something Lu Mingfei asked you to do. Why do you have to get involved in this mess?"

"Potato Chips, I was the one who took the person away. We didn't keep an eye on him. Now there's trouble, so of course I have to clean it up." Jiude Mai said as a matter of course, "I don't care whether Ange is alive or dead, but if my negligence causes the death of the leader of the secret party and changes the structure of the hybrid world, if something bad happens again, it will be my responsibility."

"How come your sense of morality has become so strong!" Su Enxi still refused to give in.

"It's not about morality." Jude Mai shook her head and whispered, "We all understand the 'butterfly effect', but I don't want to be the butterfly that flaps its wings."

"Then let me ask the boss what to do first!" Su Enxi said.

"There's no time left, Potato Chips, let go!" Jiude Mai rarely yelled at Su Enxi in a stern tone.

Of course she knew that even Ange couldn't beat this guy, so it would be dangerous for her to show up. But she knew that if she just stood by and did nothing, Lu Mingfei and the others would definitely blame her if they knew about this... Jiude Mai actually lied to Su Enxi. She wanted more than just to save Ange, she wanted to stop that man. Even though she knew there was a gap between her own strength and the other party's, she couldn't just watch that guy cause even greater commotion in the city, right?
Even if it's just to delay time, maybe a new turn of events will occur if we delay further.

Jiude Mai took away Su Enxi's hands that were wrapped around her waist. Su Enxi's strength was not on the same level as hers. If she really wanted to leave, this girl couldn't be stopped. Jiude Mai estimated the distance between the bandaged man and Ange. Fortunately, it seemed that the other party was not in a hurry to kill Ange, so if she moved faster, she could catch up.

Just as Jiude Mai was about to shoot out the grappling hook, her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure in a white suit not far from Ange and the bandaged man.

Jiude Mai's expression was strange.

"You're right. I don't need to intervene in this matter." Jiude Mai turned to Su Enxi and said, "There are many powerful people in this city who are stronger than me. I don't need to worry about something unnecessary."

"That's right." Su Enxi rubbed her wrist which was a little painful from being pinched by Jiude Mai.

"But I'll still help. After all, I have a responsibility in this matter." As she spoke, Jiude Mai put away her grappling claws. She held three throwing knives in her hand. "Check the location to see where Lu Mingfei and the others are now."

"No problem." Su Enxi nodded and took out her cell phone.

At the same time, Jude Mai, who was standing on the edge of the rooftop, was also looking at the bandaged figure, and three flying knives shot out like bullets.

……

The bandaged man was only two meters away from Ange when a sharp sound of breaking air came from above his head.

He turned his head and tilted it. A sharp flying knife passed by his ear. In the reflection of his golden eyes, the girl standing on the roof made a shooting gesture to him.

There were two black spots in the field of vision that quickly enlarged. They were two other flying knives. Such speeds were easy for the bandaged man to dodge, but the two flying knives did not hit the man. Instead, they collided in mid-air less than one meter away from the man.