Bah——!

Bah——!

Several sounds were heard in succession, and the two flame chains actually shattered into pieces the size of half a finger, falling to the ground and turning into sparks that gradually dissipated.

The excitement in his heart made Mercer uncontrollably raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"As expected of Sauron's saber technique, it can be used perfectly even with a sword. It's really strong!" Moser sighed in his heart.

Seeing the Ghost Riders retreating one after another, Mercer snorted.

"It's not over yet!"

He punched several times in succession, and each punch was accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking wind and dazzling thunder, which could be heard clearly even in the depths of the castle.

Some assassins who thought it was safe to stand on the sidelines at a farther place were just the wind of fists flying from a distance.

Ghost Rider could only passively block and finally jumped a distance. He was dumbfounded when he looked at the scene around him.

This attack is too strong. How could that person be so young and have such terrifying explosive power?

Originally, he thought that the opponent's fighting method was magic, after all, he knew that he had fought against the Outer God.

But which of Mercer's current attacks is related to magic?

Isn't this a joke!

"Don't you want a soul? My soul is much stronger than that guy. Continue?"

Seeing that the Ghost Rider was motionless and Mercer was not in a hurry to attack, an indifferent voice immediately sounded,

Black fighting spirit wraps around the body of the Dark Sword, always ready to release the next crescent-moon slash.

Seeing the other party's calm appearance, Ghost Rider felt a little scared.

The opponent's attacks were ridiculously strong these few times, causing such huge damage, but he still looked like he was powerless.

I didn't even hit a flat A, but the opponent's flat A followed suit. Who can resist this?

"I was abrupt this time. Although Occam is a very evil existence, I don't want to offend another powerful person for him. The gain outweighs the loss." Ghost Rider laughed.

"We don't know each other without fighting. Why don't we make friends?"

A crescent moon with upturned horns emerged from the flames on the withered skull, which seemed to be his smile.

It's just that this "smile" on his skeleton looks too weird, and there is no trace of friendliness at all.

Mercer smiled slightly. Seeing him like this, the Ghost Rider thought that they could reconcile. Just as he was about to ask his name, his next sentence made people stunned.

"Okay, but you have to give me some of your hellfire."

Playing with the Dark Sword in his hand, Moser said as he walked towards the Ghost Rider, the Dark Sword curled up one by one in his hand.

"How can I give this to you? I know it's not good to hurt you just now. How about... I treat you to a meal?" Ghost Rider took a few steps back, spread his hands and said.

"Hehe, it's not up to you to decide."

The palm of his hand was held far away towards the ghost knight, and the ring inlaid with space gems on Moser's finger shone slightly.

Ghost Rider was puzzled, but knew it was definitely a bad thing, but when he wanted to move, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move, but found that the air around him seemed to be frozen. 7K妏揩

"How could it be possible for you to leave like this, come here."

Mercer hooked his fingers at the Ghost Rider, and the flames around the latter's head mysteriously disappeared, leaving only a bare head.

The next second, the same flame as the Ghost Rider burned in Mercer's palm.

It's just that the burning look of the flame is very strange. If you look closely, you can see that it is not burning normally. It is clearly struggling to get out at his fingertips!

The invisible barrier trapped the flame, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free at all.

Mercer let go of the Ghost Rider, and flames rose from the latter's head again.

Looking at the flame in Mercer's hand, Ghost Rider felt very wrong. He didn't expect that Mercer actually did it. He had never seen anyone who could really take away the flame.

"Now, we are considered even. If you want to continue fighting, you can decide who will win in the end."

Mercer said with a smile on his face. He wished that the other party would continue to fight with him. If he couldn't defeat a mere Ghost Rider with all his abilities, then he wouldn't have to live anymore and would just commit suicide.

"Okay, you're really good!"

Ghost Rider lowered his head slightly, and the sound of gnashing teeth came from his mouth.

He raised his head impressively, and a ray of flame burst out from his originally empty eyes.

The eye of judgment!

Burn the opponent's soul directly with the fire of hell!

The imaginary Mercer's cry of pain did not sound, and he still stood there with a smile on his face.

The Ghost Rider was stunned for a moment. This move cannot be avoided with eyes closed. Even a blind person cannot dodge it. Why is Moser fine?

Upon closer inspection, Moser's eyes turned into a pair of red pupils that he had never seen before.

If you look more carefully, you can see an invisible energy emanating from his eyes, and the half meter of air in front of his eyes resists the progress of the hellfire.

It's because of this that Ghost Rider's Eye of Judgment is completely useless.

"How could this happen? How many things do you know!" Ghost Rider said in disbelief.

That kind of transcendent and extreme swordsmanship, and the fists with lightning, this alone is already shocking, and it is difficult to fight against Mercer in ordinary aspects.

It is said that the Eye of Judgment has never been invalidated, and today it is deflated by Moser, which is something Ghost Rider never thought of.

"If you want to know, I can show you all of them, provided you can hold on." Mercer's smile remained unchanged.

Purple breath emerged from his pupils, forming a layer of purple armor on his body, but the condensation speed was very slow, as if he was waiting for the ghost knight's reply.

"You are amazing, we will meet later!"

His own flame has been taken away, the eye of judgment is still ineffective, and the other party has too many unknown abilities.

And this also meant that he didn't want to make friends. The Ghost Rider took a deep look at Moser, turned around and jumped off the castle, riding his own will-o'-the-wisp motorcycle, and disappeared from Moser's sight.

"It's so boring, I just ran away." Moser curled his lips, very bored, he noticed that the assassins who were hiding in the distance and observing here used the space gem to spread their voices.

"Everyone come in."

Some assassins who were far away and observing the movements of the castle with binoculars suddenly heard Mercer's voice in their ears, as if he was standing next to them, frightening these people.

After struggling in my mind for a moment, I had no intention of running away. I had better go back honestly. The opponent was so strong that I didn't even know if I could run away.

Except for those assassins who died in the aftermath of the attack, all the assassins in the castle came before Moser.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like