Ultra, I am peaceful but the system forces me to become a fighting maniac.

"Sure enough, that's not an auditory hallucination. Are you helping me while fighting? Who are you? Why are you helping me?"

"I am... you and I... are actually... too far away."

"Um, what are you talking about? Could you please say it more clearly? I can't hear you clearly."

"Peng!!"

Two deep and dark light groups exuding an extremely unpleasant and uncomfortable aura were completely formed in the clenched fist of the demon tank.

"Sorry, thank you anyway, I still have things to deal with, and I may have to talk about anything later."

Mo Tan said in a somewhat unhappy tone:

"Set, you are very conceited after suddenly gaining strength. You actually didn't take any precautions. Do you think that our fight is already certain?"

Seth put on a common fighting stance:

"You can only know a battle by fighting it. You can give it a try with all your strength."

Seeing that the other party finally paid attention to him, Motan seemed to be in a better mood:

"I have understood the application of your moves and the correct use of time and space abilities."

"Let the energy particles of different elements stabilize and blend together perfectly under a specific formula, right?"

"Then shortening time and space through time and space transfer greatly enhances the hit rate of the moves. The moves created in a hurry are so neat and powerful. It's really amazing."

"But now I know how to do it. Come and have a taste of this move."

"Fire Fist Set!!"

"True Red·Time and Space Evil Heart Fist!!"

Before Mo Tan could finish his words, he had already inserted two fists covered with a large amount of despair into the twisted space in front of him. He did not stop until the space was submerged in his arms.

On Seth's side, there were two huge, burning, black fists of unknown material.

From the sides of his face, near the cheeks, and from the blind spots of his eyes, suddenly appeared, threatening to hit Seth's head with seeds all over the place like two pieces of bread and cheese.

Seth, who was motionless there, suddenly bowed his waist and tilted his head back like lightning, easily dodging two sure-hit punches.

"when!"

Two black and red fists burning with an unknown black substance came together, making a violent and dull sound.

"Boom! Boom!!"

Seeing that Motan missed the target, he was not discouraged, and kept pumping his fists into the twisted space, punch after punch, with a very powerful force, much more explosive than the thunderbolt in the clear sky when the sky was covered with dark clouds just now.

"Crack, click, click!"

The huge force kept bombarding the distorted space created by the demon tank, causing some glass-like cracks to appear again in the already unstable space.

But even though the demon tank was so powerful, trying its best, and putting all its heart and soul, countless black and red fist shadows were accompanied by burning black light groups.

Sethus was wrapped in it from all directions, but there was no way to defeat the opponent in the slightest.

Seth seemed to have eyes all over his body. No matter which angle he struck, Seth would detect it and dodge the opponent's exploding fist with the smallest movement.

After several attempts to defeat the opponent, the magic tank became a little impatient.

He knew that the other party had seen that he was old and that if he could not defeat the other party as soon as possible, he might really be in danger.

He really felt the pain, which was not only caused by the seal of the Abyss Demon God and the fist of Fire Fist Seth, but also because his body was inexplicably injured by two masters when he traveled to this universe. .

Those injuries were not ordinary elemental energy injuries, all of them were mixed with the light energy particles and the power of time and space that he hated.

Just like a gangrene attached to the bone, he couldn't get rid of it immediately. It can only be suppressed with powerful evil intentions.

But now the battle between him and Seth consumes a huge amount of energy all the time, and his body is already somewhat exhausted.

Once he is too weak or suffers severe damage, those suppressed energy particles may backfire in an instant, causing him to suffer huge amounts of damage.

Now the relationship between him and Seth has changed. Once he is dragged down by Seth again, he may...

So he thought of quitting!

Although he thought so, Motan's methods became more and more cruel, and the energy he exerted seemed to be free of charge.

He tried his best to save energy and shouted loudly at Seth: "This is the same trick you just used on me, attacking from the front and back to cut off your way of survival."

"Double·Great Hell Fun!!"

Seeing that Motan's fist could not be hit, he stretched out his fist and spread his fingers, dissipating the original surging power on it. Two black energy balls, dark in color, exuding evil and bloody, quickly formed.

They expanded rapidly and soon reached the size of Seth's head, and then Motan slammed his fist into the twisted space in front of him again.

At the same time, ripples appeared in the water just a few meters away from Seth's front door and the back of his head.

One after another, two black, shiny energy balls that exuded a disgusting aura suddenly stretched out from them, attacking from the front and back with a leering aura.

In MAC No. 1, the team leader, who was always paying attention all the time, his eyes were so wide open when he saw this scene, but he was calm and did not yell or make any gaffes. Act of.

He didn't want to distract the other party for any reason on his own, and he was extremely convinced that his students and heirs would never fail to defeat the other party.

Facing such a desperate situation, Seth once again had a series of inaudible noises in his mind.

"...(Continue to protect this planet, I believe in you ~ I will help you ~)"

"Um~Sorry, I really can't hear clearly. What are you talking about? Please contact me later."

After smuggling, Seth had some free time and put his hands together into a palm knife. Once again, he applied the force-relieving dial shape he had learned from the life-and-death struggle.

He quickly raised the fully charged hand knives one after the other, and slashed the demon tank's wrist with force.

The hand knife was not mainly used for cutting. It lightly struck the wrists stretched out front and back of the demon tank. On the surface, it did not cause any harm to the opponent.

But the two energy balls that were originally so powerful suddenly froze, and then the two arms of the demon tank began to tremble uncontrollably.

"What's going on? My arm doesn't obey my command. I can't even retract it. What kind of trick is this?"

"There is obviously no intrusion of any other energy particles. What's going on? Could it be something deeper? Even if it is, so what."

"The power of evil heart bursts out!!"