[Quick Transmigration] I sleep for 100 years

"Heh." A low, slightly vague laugh came from the empty living room.

A man in a black robe appeared on the sofa out of thin air. The huge hood almost completely covered his face, and Caesar could only see the sickly pink chin of the other party.

The man in black seemed to turn his head to look at him, because Caesar saw his chin turn from sideways to face him.

"Very sharp." The black-robed man boasted, his voice was neither unpleasant nor pleasant, it was so ordinary that one would forget it after hearing it.

The man in black's black robe was very loose, and it was difficult to tell the gender of the other party from his figure. His voice was specially processed, and Caesar could barely tell that the other party was a man.

This particular voice and way of dressing, is the style of the Patrol.

It's just that the hoods of the patrols are always put down, they prefer to use formations to blur their faces, and why do the patrols appear in his villa in this way at this time?

Caesar leaned on the wall of the entrance with his arms folded, and faced the man in black with a seemingly relaxed but defensive attitude. He raised one corner of his mouth and chuckled, "I didn't know that people from the patrol team could break in without permission." Residential house?"

"Theoretically not, but some people are always privileged." The man in black seemed to be very fond of laughing, and there was a smile mixed in the ordinary voice that he had forgotten. Ze shook the card in his hand, "I just said that I want to investigate the newcomers recently, and someone will send me what I need."

"Investigate newcomers?" Caesar sneered, "Me?"

"Yes, because I am a little concerned about some things." The man in black stood up, and stood in front of Caesar from the sofa in the blink of an eye. The hood and the tip of Caesar's nose were barely touching.

Caesar's expression changed a bit, but he wasn't surprised by the speed of this person, but rather disliked his approach.A trace of disgust flashed quickly in his eyes, he took a step back without any trace, and the slightly mocking smile on the corner of his mouth still did not let go: "Oh, what do you care about?"

"666, 30 days from the first district to the second district, 58 days from the second district to the third district, 98 days to complete 7000 arena competitions, that is to say, 8723 people were killed. If you add the people killed privately, the total is [-] Man, I'm right."

Even though there was at least one layer of black cloth covering him, Caesar could feel the black-robed man's gaze falling directly on his face through this layer of black cloth.

"Sorry, I never count people." Caesar apologized without sincerity.

"Okay." The black-robed man's shoulders trembled, and he seemed to shrug his shoulders: "Then, 7000 people is always certain. Don't you think your upgrade speed is too fast, 666?"

Caesar narrowed his eyes, looked at the man in black suspiciously, but couldn't see anything except black, he said word by word: "So what do you want to say?"

The man in black chuckled, but did not answer the question, but swung a halberd at Caesar's neck in the next moment, but Caesar had been prepared to call out the long sword from the space to block him away Come.

The crisp metallic sound of the collision of cold weapons resounded continuously in the living room. Within ten strokes of the fight, Caesar felt the strength of the opponent. None of the people he had met before could compare with him. .

After thinking for a few seconds, Caesar really threw offensive talismans from the space and threw them at the black-robed man, but he didn't expect the black-robed man to ignore those talismans without avoiding them, and jumped up with a long halberd, panting The head of the halberd with the cold light poked at Caesar's chest with an irresistible force.And those talismans did not cause him any harm at all.

Caesar squeezed out the double paper figurine that he only used in front of 22222 to block the attack for him.

"Paper man? Interesting, but not enough." The man in black's steady voice came from under the hood, "If it was you, it should be more than that."

Contrary to his unhurried speech speed, his attacks became more and more rapid, like a sudden storm on a summer night, making it difficult to parry.

very strong.The smile on Caesar's lips has long since disappeared unconsciously. According to the power level of the main god world, the strength of this black-robed man will be at least S level, and the black-robed man should not have used his full strength.

So, could it even be ss level or even higher?

Caesar quickly thought about the disappearing defenders above S level that he knew in his heart, but on the outside, he seemed to be gradually invincible.

"Is it only to this extent?" The man in black seemed to be asking but also confirming. If you discern carefully, you can hear a subtle dissatisfaction under the flat tone.

Caesar didn't respond, but the color of the pupils in those eyes had changed quietly, from bright amber to dark gradually, like the extremely cold ice peak of the cold night, without a trace of human emotion.

At the same time, his moves also changed accordingly, without the previous bells and whistles, his movements became very simple and basic, open and close, but the lethality was more than twice that of before.

"You really have hidden strength." The man in black praised, "What is your purpose, 666, no."

The man in black paused, and then said, "Should I call you Yan Zimo?"

Caesar's eyes opened suddenly, as if he didn't expect to be called by his real name in this situation. Because of this slight stunned, the man in black immediately seized the opportunity to stab forward, but Caesar Relying on experience and subconsciously twisting his body away, the head of the halberd that should have pierced his heart was slightly deviated.

The man in black tutted lightly, feeling a little pity.

A large amount of blood gushed out immediately, but Caesar didn't seem to notice it, and he didn't even frown. He pressed the wound with one hand, and continued to fight the man in black with the sword in the other.

The wound didn't slow down his movements, but seemed to stimulate him. Caesar's every move carried a crazy killing intent, and the impenetrable serial attacks made the man in black feel a little strenuous.

The black-robed man still provocatively said: "Why, are you angry at being called out by your real name?"

"To shut up!"

"Hahahaha." The man in black laughed happily, seeing his expected reaction, how could he be in a bad mood.

It's almost time.

Caesar noticed that the aura of the man in black changed suddenly.

"Hmm." Caesar groaned in pain, his legs felt weak and he was about to fall to his knees.This terrifying coercion is at the sss level!

"Who the hell are you?" Caesar supported the ground with his sword, preventing himself from actually kneeling in front of this person.

The man in black knows how strong this person is in terms of self-esteem. It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to kneel down.

He squatted down, looked at Caesar, who was pale and sweaty, and smiled in a good mood: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know who you really are."

Looking at Caesar's eyes full of hatred and anger, the black-robed man curled his lips into a smile. He liked this look, which meant that this person had a weakness, and if he had a weakness, he could take advantage of it.

"Yan Zimo, there is no doubt that you are strong, but you are not strong." The words of the man in black seem to be contradictory, but they also have a sense of fallacy, "Those who still have weaknesses, no matter how strong they are, , is just a weak person."

"It's ridiculous that you are still afraid of an insignificant identity even though you have such a powerful power. What do you think is the meaning of a free person who can only use a code name under the ninth level? They are the ones who even choose a unique name for themselves. Don’t they even have the qualifications? Wrong, it’s just to prove that they have the potential of being a superior person.”

"But only those who stand out from the crowd will be the real superiors. You should understand the meaning of this sentence best. You said that if someone shouted your name in the last battle before you became a ninth-level person, you Don’t you want to lose your mind like today and be beheaded by the opponent, and you will fall short. Obviously it’s just a past that you have long since left behind.”

"There are not many free people who can become a seventh-level user in 90 days, but you are not the only one. If you can't get rid of this weakness, even if you become a ninth-level user, you will be killed by the people of the main god in a short time. Lose."

"Or, are you still thinking about returning to the world of the Lord God?" The words of the black-robed man were gentle, like intimate whispers between lovers, but inexplicably creepy.

Caesar let out a sneer, which was ridiculous at this question.

The Lord God World would never believe such a person who reappeared after disappearing.

"That's right, you have never been from the Lord God's World, you were born a free man, even if your fate takes a turn halfway, what should happen will still happen." The black-robed man was not angry, but rather happy, "admitted Well, this world is the world that suits you best."

"Why are you telling me this?" Caesar was forced to lower his head under the coercion of the man in black, and asked through his teeth.

"Maybe I was moved with compassion."

"Ha." Caesar obviously didn't believe him.

"It seems that I have stayed here for a long time. Then, look forward to our next meeting, 666." The man in black robe didn't say any more. Then you can restore your name."

"Goodbye." The man in black said.

The moment the coercion on his body was removed, Caesar immediately jumped up, but only the messy living room was in sight, and there was no figure of the man in black.

Unable to hold it any longer, Caesar's body suddenly fell backwards, he was panting heavily, and there was a hint of fear on his face.

Outside the villa, the hooded man in black looked at the scene through the villa, his exposed chin moved, as if he was smiling.

"My lord." A black-robed man with a vague face appeared behind him. Although this black-robed man didn't say anything, he also looked at the people in the villa intentionally or unintentionally.

"Why, it's strange that I care so much about him?"

"My subordinates dare not."

"666 is dangerous, but it is his danger that attracts me. As long as I can grasp his handle, he will be a sharp sword in my hand."

"Let's go." The black-robed man known as the lord waved his sleeves, and a space crack appeared beside him.

"Yes." The black-robed man who appeared after him stepped into the crack, but couldn't help turning his head to look at the same villa in the end.

The adults actually explained to him, it seems that this person really suits the adults.

The space crack closed behind the black-robed man, and Caesar in the villa started from the floor. He was pulling the clothes that had been poked several times, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

Another piece of clothing is broken.

If the black-robed man was still here, he would definitely be shocked, because the wound on Caesar's body was healing rapidly.