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He thought this guy would fight him tooth and nail.

Who would have thought that someone who was so brave just now would give up so quickly?

This really surprised him.

Joyce stared at Garm from a distance. After a moment of silence, she walked towards him firmly.

"Huh? Since you can't resist, then give me your soul!"

He looked at Joyce, who was walking towards him slowly and steadily.

Garm proudly crossed his arms, with a playful look on his face, as if he was confident of winning.

A strange look appeared inadvertently in that dark one eye.

As if he was teasing a dying prey, his eyes showed a bloodthirsty and cruel luster.

Not far.

He soon arrived near Garm.

After estimating the distance, Joyce stopped about two meters away.

Looking at Garm in front of him who seemed to be playing with himself, Joyce smiled.

"My soul?! You are not qualified to take my soul!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Joyce raised his right hand and pointed at Garm.

"It doesn't matter even if we don't know what will happen tomorrow, we will do our best to live in the present!"

"Take the move! The three-headed hell dog Garmu! Steel chain fingers!"

◇StickyFingers! ◇

"boom!"

A blue shadow flashing with golden light appeared instantly behind Joyce.

The steel chain fingers suddenly appeared and slid across the ground at an unusual speed in front of Garm.

He raised his hand and punched him in the cheek, and the blue-white fist roared towards him.

"what?!!"

Seeing the blue shadow suddenly appearing behind him, a look of surprise appeared on Garm's face.

The pupils shrank slightly, this little guy actually has some hidden clumsiness?interesting…

“Ali Ali Ali…”

A crazy war cry sounded, and the fists of the steel chain fingers hit Garm's body like raindrops.

Being cautious about unknown things, coupled with the intention to try the attack of this unknown energy body.

Garm still prepared his defense to resist, constantly blocking the attacks with one hand.

The attack method of this thing is a bit weird, it is completely attacking around him.

She was attacking his head just now, and immediately stretched her arm to hit him on the back of the head.

Just like the body can be split and spliced ​​at any time.

This was the first time Garm had seen this interesting ability, and he did not counterattack on a whim.

After a 360-degree attack with no blind spots.

The steel chain fingers grabbed the chain head on the ground and quickly retreated behind Joyce.

He stretched his hands to his chest, put his head on Joyce's shoulder, and stared at the enemy ahead with him.

After seeing the attack stop, Garm felt the place where he was attacked.

There doesn't seem to be anything outstanding except for attack power and speed.

This kind of power and speed is still manageable for me.

The armor was still intact, and he had not suffered any substantial damage.

So what was this attack about? !

Garm frowned.

Could it be that he was being tricked?

Being treated like a buffoon?

Thinking of this, his face suddenly darkened.

"Enrique Pucci! How dare you tease me?"

Garm snorted coldly, feeling slightly unhappy.

"Ah…"

Joyce grinned.

With a flick of his finger, the shadow of the steel chain finger that had just returned to his back disappeared.

"is it?"

"Everything I have done before is for now! The reason for landing close to you is to make you lower your guard and think that I am unable to resist."

"What a pity, great gatekeeper of the underworld, you still overestimate yourself!"

Having said this, Joyce stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.

With the sound of "bang!"

The armor that was still on Garmu instantly fell into pieces and scattered around his feet.

"what?!"

Seeing that his armor had been shattered in just a blink of an eye, Garrus' face was filled with shock.

He couldn't believe his eyes, was his armor removed so easily?

Back then, neither me nor Nidhogg could break through the defense so quickly in a duel!

Ok?

My left hand?

With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Garm suddenly noticed that the feeling of making a fist in his left hand disappeared.

ヾ(．￣□￣)?

He reached up to his eyes and took a closer look.

There was a familiar hand next to the shattered armor.

This hand was also the hand he had previously actively stretched out to defend against attacks.

An unknown alien space appeared at the junction of the joint and the palm, and there was a circle of zippers around it.

What kind of trick is this?

Although the severed limbs would not cause any harm to him, he could just regrow them by eating the severed parts.

But he was still full of doubts. He didn't understand what was happening. Magic combined with modern zippers?

It looks rather weird.

Is it because of the blue shadow’s ability?

As he thought, several zippers appeared on his entire body.

Zippers were all over his body from top to bottom, which made him look extremely weird.

"Are you surprised? Surprised? This is an attack I specially prepared for you!"

Steel Fingers didn't appear again for a long time to fight.

I originally thought that among the three stand-ins, Weather Forecast's attack was enough to destroy all enemies.

As for the Hermit's Purple Base, which is used for intelligence detection, the steel chain fingers have almost no sense of existence.

Unexpectedly, I used it this time.

"I have already anticipated your response, so I have prepared a way to deal with you."

"Your armor and your palms are the best examples!"

"It's really surprising that you still have such a method, not bad!"

Garm looked at his broken palm, a smile forming on his lips.

Although he was injured by Joyce's strange energy body just now, it did not cause much damage to him.

It's just a broken hand, I can pick it up at any time.

A burst of black mist floated out of his body and covered his whole body, and then repaired his broken body in the dense fog that Joyce couldn't see.

After the fog dissipated, Joyce looked at Garm, who had recovered as before, with a somewhat unsightly expression.

With a wave of his hand, an invisible force covered the entire Niflheim.

"Okay, young man, stop, you have passed the test now."

After hearing what Garm said, several question marks appeared on Joyce's face.

"Passed the test?"

Joyce glanced at Garm in a daze.

I saw him starting to set up his score again.

He stood there with his hands folded across his chest, looking enigmatic.

"That old immortal Odin has a pretty good eye for him, and he would actually choose you."

Hearing Garm's words, the corner of Joyce's mouth suddenly twitched, Odin the old thief!You tricked me!

This cunning and insidious guy!Old fox!

Joyce cursed inwardly.