Dimensional Eroders

　　 "Vampire?!" Dior's hands trembled and looked at the white waves.

"Yes, it's the kind of monster you think! The monster you want to become! I investigated and tracked all the way from Mexico to London, just for this mask, hoping that it can inject new colors into my boring life ! And you are the challenger I chose." At this point, Brother Lang took out the stone ghost noodles from his arms.

　　 "The mask! Why is it in your hands? Didn't it get stolen by the dwarf?" Dior asked puzzledly. What happened tonight is incredible. Everything he had lost appeared in front of him again. How could this not make him excited?

"Of course it was recaptured. Do you think that kind of crappy garbage can escape my palm? Just kidding, I am the strongest demon hunter!" Bai Lang looked disdainful, and his words were full of impatient living. Can't wait to find the confidence to die.

　　 He doesn't need to act in this scene, it's completely true. Because my favorite thing is...self! Searching! dead! road! !

　　 "No! Impossible! If you choose me to be a challenger, you shouldn't stop me at that time!" Dior is not stupid, and immediately discovered the loopholes in the white waves' words.

　　 I really want to hunt vampires, so I shouldn't stop myself at that time.

　　 "Of course it's because...your enlightenment is not enough! Dior! At that time, you disappointed me too much!" As he spoke, Bai Lang suddenly clenched his fists.

　　 I don’t know if it’s his illusion? Dior seemed to see Lang brother swelling his fist?

　　 In the next second, Bai Lang suddenly punched the door lock, as fast as thunder and heavy as a landslide, and there was a muffled noise in the prison. The iron prison shook violently with a thud, and a large amount of dust burst from the ground.

　　 Brother Lang's arm was like steel. He smashed the door lock that had trapped Dior for three days. He lifted his foot and kicked the iron door and walked in. He went straight to Dior, frightening the opponent.

　　 Bai Lang approached and spoke, slowly introducing:

"I'm'White Altland', who was once labeled as'extremely evil'. When I beat the Sinking Demon, my hands would be very heavy. Many old wizards lie in the graveyard and never come out; The guy who lost my employer but unfortunately spread to me was also put a grenade in my crotch. After the explosion, he couldn’t return to the world. The veritable precious coffee in the cat cafe. After drinking it, I dare not pay. They still have to look grateful when they slammed the door! This kind of thing is more common...but!"

"Even if it is me, I can distinguish your disgusting evil! The so-called extreme evil is you who use the weak for yourself and trample on them! You are a born villain, total trash, and so bad. The nasty frog peeing in your bones! A guy like you... is a good man who has become a devil, but looking at your current decadent appearance? You can only play tricks blindly. What qualifications do you like to challenge me?"

　　 The next moment, the white waves slid, like a vigorous cheetah, bringing a vicious wind, and rushing toward Dior fiercely.

As soon as the opponent raised his hand to resist, Lang Ge leaned down and appeared in front of him instantly, his iron fist circumvented his defensive trajectory, and a short and powerful straight punch hit Dior’s weakness, causing the unhealed injury. There was severe pain again, his eyes burst into extreme pain, and he instantly lost the ability to fight.

　　 But Brother Lang had no pity, his fists were like a violent storm, and he hit Dior with his head and face. Punches, punches, elbows, punches, knee hits...face hits, face hits, face hits, belly hits, rib hits...

The white waves followed like a shadow, clinging to Dior, his arms were as fast as lightning, and he launched a stormy beating, which beat him back again and again, and soon his face was covered with blood, and he kept reversing and twisting like a rag doll, and finally his whole body was broken. , Be slammed on the walls of the iron prison!

　　 "Now, do you feel your weakness and powerlessness?"

Bailang beat Dior while'physical education + spiritual enlightenment': "As you said, human beings have limits. The more you play with conspiracies, the more disappointed me! I have never felt the real fear of death, no I have seen true power and have not experienced the despair at this moment. Even if you become a vampire, you are the kind without a soul! How do you have the ability and means to kill me like that?!"

　　 "So... why are you so weak? It's because your hatred for me... is not deep enough! Now, let me inject your soul into you!"

　　 Talking, Lang brother stretched out his hand to pinch Dior's throat, lifted him up high, and pressed him against the wall.

　　 The latter has blood on his face and raised eyes, frightened, resentful, unbelievable...but his body can't afford a trace of resistance, and his heart is full of despair and unwillingness.

　　 "Very good! Very nice look. Now, do you understand why I stopped you at the time? Then, let me surpass humans! Be my true opponent!"

　　 Talking, Lang brother pressed the "Stone Ghost Noodle" on the face of the disused young Dior, and then pierced his fingertips with one hand and bounced a string of blood onto the mask.

　　 The ‘Stone Ghost Noodle’ in his palm shook slowly, and then he popped out a curved spicule, penetrating the back of Dior’s head, piercing deep into his brain, and inspiring the mysterious power of his body.

　　 The originally half-dead young man swayed violently at this moment, as if he had passed an electric gate and was ‘deceiving a corpse’.

　　 And Bai Lang casually threw him on the ground, looking at the moonlight with his hands on his back, waiting quietly...

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　　 Dior, who finally put on the mask, lies quietly on the ground and trembles without interruption. Inside his body, earth-shaking changes are taking place, transforming from a human to a vampire at a terrifying speed.

　　 The bones that were originally broken by the white waves are regenerating at an unscientific speed like Wolverine.

　　 The white waves standing aside and watching with cold eyes can clearly hear the crackling noise in Dior's body. This is the repositioning, connection, reorganization of the broken and dislocated bones... the sunken ribs are re-protruding.

　　 About ten minutes later, the face under the stone ghost opened his eyes, hatred, tyranny, madness, anger... At this moment, Dior was given a new life after being injected into his soul by the white waves!

　　 sat up abruptly, raised his hand to expose the useless "Stone Ghost Noodle", forcibly enduring the hunger and emptiness in his abdomen, feeling the infinite power in his body, Dior was extremely intoxicated at this moment, is this a "vampire"? It's so wonderful!

"Alterland, what you just said was right, and it made me realize it. I can clearly feel that you are just a small food, a low-level animal at a lower level in the food chain! I can become so strong, and it’s all thanks to you. Granted! So, I will repay the humiliation I just made a hundredfold!"

　　 Dior stood up again and stabbed into the wall beside him. A few fingers exploded with terrifying power, piercing the hard stone and deeply embedded in it. Then he squeezed his five fingers together, digging out a cracked broken stone directly from the stone wall of the prison, and squeezing it into powder in his palm.

　　 Bai Lang saw this scene in his eyes, and his heart was also full of wonder, UU reading www.uukānshu.com just wearing the ‘Stone Ghost Noodle’, can it be so exaggerated? It's cheating!

　　 If it hadn’t been for the main task of Sand Sculpture to keep showing that the ‘seedling cultivation link’ was not completed, please be patient, he would have been cut out for a long time!

　　 Now that Dior has completed his rebirth, the ‘seeding mission is completed’, it’s not a waste of his tongue + hard work, and finally he can harvest!

　　 Dior on the other side was even more cruel. Before he could finish his words, he suddenly attacked him close.

　　 His body was as fast as a ghost and shot in front of Bai Lang, his arms suddenly burst into thunder, and he immediately punched out a series of punches, blasting towards Bai Lang with inhuman strength and speed. Bai Lang had been prepared for a long time, and at the moment when there was no room for it, his hands were connected with a cross to block, and he changed in front of his chest.

　　 Boom boom boom...!

　　 The two fought dozens of times in an instant, regardless of their strength. The whole body burst out, and there was a fierce whistling sound in the small cell, blowing smoke and dust everywhere, the white waves violently shook his arms and slightly squinted his eyes, while Dior took this opportunity to eject sharp claws from his fingertips, and his arms violated human attitude. Wiped to his throat with a wave.

Bai Lang's bones exploded, his head dodged, the violent wind hit his face, he raised his leg and kicked, kicked Dior's abdomen, the other party snorted, and immediately shot like a cannonball, hitting the wall hard, opening his mouth. Blood, the body shows an unnatural curve.

　　 Then he bowed his body, stabilized his figure again, and made a creak in his body again, burning his vitality to heal himself. When he raised his head to look at Brother Lang, he stretched out his tongue and licked the blood from his fingertips.

Dior looked at the white waves and said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to block my attack? You hurt me! But my life is endless, and you will get tired sooner or later! What will you fight with me? , I'm sure to win!"

　　?_To_Be_Continued