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A single sentence from Haramura Makoto directly hit Marquis Voban's greatest pain point.

As the oldest Godslayer, the Marquis's authorities are all of the type that are very powerful against ordinary people, but appear weak when facing existences of the same level.

Like the『Greedy Wolf Pack』.

Actually, normally, the old wolf's 『Wolf』 and 『Hellfire』 authorities are enough to deal with others.

『Wolf』 is his most handy authority, and the one he has developed most completely.

『Hellfire』 is his most powerful authority, even the strongest defense of steel can be pierced under the attack of the right of hellfire.

But now, his most skilled and most effective two authorities have failed.

Looking at the opposite side now, without a speck of dust on him, still as pure white as an immortal, Haramura Makoto.

Marquis Voban has to admit one thing.

That is, his pride and self-esteem are nothing in front of this man.

"Fate, is so unfair."

Supporting his already broken body, Marquis Voban stood up, his eyes full of anger.

"In hundreds of years, I have killed the most number of rebellious gods, and possess the most number of authorities, but I am defeated by a junior who has become a Godslayer for less than a few years. Does this mean that my hard work and efforts over the years are castles in the air, are they false?"

He is angry, but more than that, he is jealous.

Madly jealous.

What is the fundamental reason why Haramura Makoto is so powerful?

Marquis Voban simply does not know.

The gap is so big, what Marquis Voban truly, and most unacceptable, is this point.

"How about it, want to kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Taking his steps, Haramura Makoto walked a few steps forward, looking at Marquis Voban with great interest.

"Actually, it's almost there, after all, you have lasted so long in my hands, you are already worthy of pride."

"The capital for boasting is already enough."

"Even though it's all me deliberately letting you."

"What a humiliation."

The # symbol constantly appeared on Marquis Voban's forehead, his fingers were constantly moving, and his eyes were full of violence.

At this moment, he is already very miserable.

Looking at his current appearance of being severely injured, one would doubt where his confidence in making such bold statements comes from.

"In that case, let's take out my trump card."

In such a roar, Marquis Voban straightened his bent waist, directly reached into his left chest, and took out his heart alive.

The elderly Godslayer, even after his heart left his body, did not die immediately like a normal life form.

Instead, he vomited blood, his eyes turned black, and he looked like a dying man.

"—Snake! Reincarnation and immortality are both dragons! Having experienced death and resurrected from the underworld, I will bring destruction and shadow! Decorate this world with the flames of terror."

In order to defend his dignity and to prove his strength, Marquis Voban unhesitatingly used his strongest trump card.

The 『Netherworld Black Dragon』 that can revive the dead.

Its ability is—to put the body into a state of suspended animation, while the spiritual body transforms into a huge black dragon. During this period, the body will be in a defenseless state, but the black dragon, which already has a physical body, can destroy everything around it with its huge body, and can transfer to the realm of life and death.

This is an authority that can only be activated with one's own death as a prerequisite.

Using this authority not only consumes a huge amount of curse power, but also cannot be used again within the next three months after using it once.

Under Haramura Makoto's gaze, a cloud of dark mist rose from that aging body that had obviously lost its vital signs.

And this mist, when in the air, condensed into a dragon.

The spine is flashing bright silver armor, and under those armor is vaguely visible, is like magma-like flowing blood.

The black dragon's huge claws are embedded in the ground, using its already solidified huge body to protect the already broken human body.

"—Laaaa!"

The black dragon let out a roar.

The entire earth began to tremble and crack because of the black dragon's roar, this feeling was like experiencing a magnitude ten earthquake.

"So, what's the point of struggling so hard."

Haramura Makoto gently shook his head.

The millstone shadow behind him did not disappear, but the pattern of the big-footed argali holding a treasure shield lit up.

Covered in crystal, nearly a hundred meters tall, exuding the wild aura of a barbaric beast, the big-footed argali appeared behind Haramura Makoto.

After Marquis Voban transformed into a black dragon, he also rushed towards Haramura Makoto at an unstoppable speed.

In his eyes, nothing would be an obstacle.

All obstacles in front of him would be crushed into powder by his huge body.

"Aooo!"

The moment the black dragon ran over, the Vajra Divine Sheep directly entered a berserk state and charged towards the black dragon transformed by Marquis Voban.

This is the purest, gladiatorial fight between power and power.

The first one even gave up his own diamond shield, and instead strengthened the crystal on his body, allowing the defense level of the crystal on his body to evolve to a level several levels higher than before.

It is precisely because of this that the black flames spewed out by the black dragon, and the breath of death deliberately transmitted by the black dragon, were all reflected back by the glittering crystal.

"Not a very strong dragon."

"To be used as a trump card at this level, is there anything special about it?"

Touching his chin, Haramura Makoto looked at the monster show in front of him with great interest.

In terms of flame intensity, the black flame spewed out by the black dragon is not as good as the crimson hellfire. In terms of restraint alone, its death is not as good as the wolf's devouring of light.

It was at this moment that a clear voice suddenly broke into the battlefield.

"It's really embarrassing, old man."

...

Raindrops the size of peas fell from the sky. In this torrential rain, an absolutely black-haired girl walked out of a luxurious car.

She was wearing ancient Chinese court lady's clothing, stepping on blue-and-white broken-step shoes, and draped in a white haori, like a fairy walking out of the sky, avoiding the rain in the sky with graceful steps as she traversed the jungle.

Behind her was a boy about fourteen or fifteen years old, closely following the girl.

"Heavy rain, thunder, and wind, it seems that the old guy is indeed ahead."

"This is his authority, no doubt."

She had fought Marquis Voban many times, and she knew his authority to manipulate the weather very well.

Although this authority has almost no effect on Godslayers.

However, Marquis Voban is very used to using this authority to create his so-called home advantage.

After a few more dashes forward, Luo Hao stopped her steps.

"It's almost there, Eagle Transformation."

"Yes, Master."

The boy hurriedly knelt down in front of Luo Hao. He didn't care whether the ground under his feet was muddy, and directly knelt on the muddy ground.

"Although I don't know whose subordinates the few idiots around are, but now I'm going to compete with their master, Eagle Transformation, do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes, this disciple will definitely defeat them."

Lu Yinghua quickly agreed.

How many people are there on the other side? What is the strength of the other side?

These are not important in Lu Yinghua's eyes at all. This is not because she herself is arrogant, but because she only has the right to agree, and no right to resist.

"Very good."

Luo Hao nodded in satisfaction. In fact, she also believed that her disciple would never lose face for her.

Then she took off the red jade hairpin from her head, letting her black hair fall down like a waterfall.

"Teacher will be back soon."

Chapter 321: Two Against One

Just like Luo Hao firmly believed that her disciple could not bring her failure, she also had no doubt about her victory.

"It seems that the old thing has been forced into a desperate situation, then I only need to defeat that guy, and I can prove that I am the strongest."

She advanced faster and faster, to the point where she even leaped into the air.

At the same time, her palm drooped down naturally, her ring finger bent slightly, as if forming some unknown hand seal.

This is nothing else.

It is precisely the palm technique created by Luo Hao, this human martial god, which is enough to slay gods.

『Flying Phoenix Twelve Palms』—『Falling Phoenix Palm』!

Violent curse power surged wildly on her body, constantly flowing along her arms to the position of her palm.

"—『Falling Phoenix Palm』."

The girl let out a delicate shout, and the golden handprint was directly discharged from her palm, and the golden handprint descended directly from the sky.

This huge handprint even reached the point of covering the sky and the sun. The sky that was not covered by dark clouds originally lost all its light in an instant.

"Luo Hao, who wants you to meddle in other people's business."

A beast-like roar came from below the palm print, followed by a black pillar of fire shooting straight into the sky.

"Bang—!"

A terrifying explosion spread directly.

The two powerful curse powers collided fiercely, even the surrounding magnetic field was disturbed. Until the moment when the palm print shattered and the flames melted, Luo Hao's clear figure hung high in the sky again.

"Don't get me wrong, Voban, I don't mean to save you. I just want to try the methods of a new comrade."

Facing Marquis Voban, who had transformed into a black dragon and was roaring angrily below, it seemed that Head Luo Hao did not even bother to give him a second glance.

That was indeed the case.

Her palm just now was actually aimed at the Vajra Divine Sheep released by Haramura Makoto.

It was just that the Vajra Divine Sheep had completely entangled Marquis Voban just now.

That's why Head Luo Hao's shot just now seemed to be deliberately helping Marquis Voban.

"Is that so."

"Then how is my Star Beast, in the eyes of the Head?"

Looking at the woman in the sky, Haramura Makoto was a little surprised.

He still knew this woman, after all, this woman was quite famous even in the field of Godslayers.

However, this woman has been living in seclusion for many years. Unless a rebellious god appears in China and she goes to solve it, this woman never goes abroad.

Because of this, she came here, and Haramura Makoto felt a little surprised.

"It seems that what is said is true."

Staring at the huge argali that had raised its shield below, Luo Hao frowned slightly.

She has never been one to believe rumors. Compared to rumors, she is more willing to believe her own judgment.

That's why she made that palm strike just now.