Crown Master

When the two started to fight, Charles' reaction was not slow at all to stand in front of his aunt.

The small figure was reflected in Madam Hong's eyes, and she suddenly felt that he had grown up a lot, obviously not long ago he was just a happy and smiling child.

...My favorite sister and...the child of my favorite person... How long has it been since Charles really smiled?

In the alleys of London's streets, in the dampness of shadows breeds evil creatures.

But the silence brought by these alone is not enough to hide the sound of battle.

"What are you doing! What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Whoops-

Responding to the roar of the red-haired Reaper, the chainsaw roared into the sky in his hand.

"They didn't invite so many strangers to their concert, did you know that you interrupted a lively performance?"

Gu Dazi glanced at the Death Scythe in his hand, it was really modern and couldn't find the legendary style at all.

The red-haired Grim Reaper pointed at her as if aware of it and roared: "Ah! You just disliked the baby, right? You must have disliked it, right! Damn guy, I won't let you leave alive!"

Compared with the God of Reaper who was burning with flames of anger, Gudazi calmly refused Gaitia's help.

It's been a long time since he fought against an inhuman with a human body, Gu Dazi didn't seem to be in the slightest panic, and methodically began to add layers of magic to his body.

"strengthen."

A torrent of magic power surged through the magic circuit.

"speed."

A silver-green light glowed on both feet.

"hardening."

Irregular lines appear on the arms.

Finally... "Power."

Strengthening the muscle strength of B-level to A, which is enough to compare with the wrist strength of a great hero handed down from generation to generation, Gu Dazi said inwardly, then bent down, almost infinite magic power filled the limbs at this moment, and what brought was that only the body could be smashed to stop it. perpetual energy.

"Little guy, I'll let you see heaven, hahahaha——" Grim Reaper waved the ferocious roaring chainsaw with a strange smile. His movements also looked particularly distorted, his tongue licked his lips, his eyes under the red glasses looked coldly at the little girl opposite, his enchanting voice was cruel like a funeral bird.

"It's just that it could be hell."

Gu Dazi's expression didn't change at all. He looked down on the terrifying weapon in the opponent's hand at an age that shouldn't have set foot on the battlefield. He was calm and calm like a general.

Those heroic spirits of Chaldea taught her very well, never lose her composure even if she loses her limbs during the battle, always watch the enemy's movements, and kill her with one blow at the critical moment.

Gudazi remembers it all, so no matter how disgusting God of Death looks, she can look at him blankly, and her expression is at most numb for a few seconds when he uses lady's language to herself.

The two sides were ready to end, and the first real battle started was the footsteps of Gudazi who shot out from the spot in an instant. The agile figure of the god of death had already made him jump high on the roof, like a funny clown, which is rare in London. With the sunny day as the background, the gradually waking sun hangs high on the spire.

Bathed in the warm colors of the morning, the little girl raised her fist at the god of death in this place where someone had just died.

"Fool, do you really think that humans can defeat gods?" The god of death narrowed his eyes in disdain, and then laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, let me send you little girl to hell, huh—"

Spiral—jump—fly—!

Scattered blood all over the place.

Gu Dazi raised his fist without looking back, behind him was the god of death who rolled and fell to his original position.

Reaper squirmed on the ground for a while, and with his superhuman resilience, he immediately stood up and roared: "What have you done to the lady's face!"

Gu Dazi rolled his eyes with his back turned to him.

"Hey--!"

The two people on the roof seemed not interested in continuing to fight for the time being. Charles forced himself to calm down his anxious mind. When he found out that Jack the Ripper was Mrs. Red, he was actually not as calm as he thought.

"Auntie, why are you doing this?"

The small count turned around, his deep blue eyes were no longer as clean as when he was a child, although the beauty was the same, but the eyes were too deep, they should not belong to a child Charles.

The red lady's tears overflowed her eyes when Charles stood in front of her.

What am I doing...

Whether it's killing people, or pushing my nephew into a position where I must be punished... what am I doing...

Charles: "Aunt? Aunt?"

Charles' voice was still echoing in her ears, but Mrs. Hong couldn't lift her spirits, she just felt that her whole body was immersed in the icy sea water.

Are you going to drown like this?

"Auntie!" Charles called Madam Hong several times in succession, but there was no response. Prompted by his anxiety, he couldn't help but put his hand on her arm. It felt as if he was touching a dead person!

The coldness of the London night completely invaded her body, freezing her skin and fingers to the temperature of a dead person.

It was also at this time that Charles realized that the lady in red, who was usually gorgeous like a red rose in the social circle, removed those bright colors and fair skin, and uncovered all the disguise, and there was actually a pale corpse underneath.

"aunt!"

Immediately warming Mrs. Red's hands with both hands, Charles tried his best to call her. Although his efforts were difficult, they still reached Mrs. Hong's ears.

The will in the water slowly rose up, Madam Hong blinked her confused eyes and landed on the anxious Charles, and reacted slowly.

"Don't be afraid..." She cupped Charles' cheek with her own hands, warming him with her own cold body temperature, "Auntie is here, don't be afraid."

Charles: "..." Moved his lips, unable to utter a complicated call, "Aunt..."

Madam Red: "Gerel is the god of death, humans can't beat him."

As her mind gradually recovered, Mrs. Hong began to pay more and more attention to the current environment. At the same time, she also began to feel weird about the girl who was able to fight against the god of death and still not lose the wind.

"I know." The wavering in Charles' eyes was only momentarily suppressed by him, he turned around and tightened Mrs. Hong's hand, "Auntie, why did you kill someone?"

"..." Madam Hong paused for a moment, as if she was also thinking about how long she had not thought about similar issues when she was drowning in the life-killing scarlet, "Charles, I'm sorry."

"..."

Charles took a deep breath and regained his strength.

"In short, we must now find a way to help Gudazi restrain that god of death, Auntie, do you know Greer's weakness?"

Madam Hong shook her head, indicating that she was not clear either.

"It's difficult." Charles thought, Greer is the housekeeper hired by Madam Red, of course, unlike Sebastian who is an all-rounder, Greer has always impressed them with his uselessness, but now that he thinks about it, it must be a deliberate disguise Came out.

Thinking of this, he once again looked at the strange God of Death who spoke in a strange tone but had long red hair.

It is difficult to deal with, whether it is his physical ability far beyond human beings, or that brutal weapon, Gudazi is too weak in front of him.

"Damn it, it would be great if Sebastian was here at this time!" Ciel bit his lower lip unwillingly, and quickly calculated in his head. The bedroom and came to me according to the contract, so just wait a moment, wait a little...uh...

After rewarding Greer with a few heavy punches, Gu Dazi finally got impatient with his thick skin.

Although every aspect does not match the God of Death in his consciousness, this person is worthy of being the God of Death.

This recovery speed is not a god of death, but it is completely unreasonable!

The eyebrows moved, and the little girl lowered her body after a jump, accumulating all her strength on her right fist. After the battle, the magic circuit that was so obvious to the naked eye was filled with unprecedentedly powerful magic power at this moment.

"I hate you!"

Greer jumped into the air with a high laugh, the chainsaw in his hand screamed piercingly, and he opened and closed his movements like a wild beast and rushed towards Gudazi.

"Hahahahaha—wait until I tear you apart and tear your mouth apart to see if you can still say something like this!"

"Ola Ora Ora Ora!!!!"

At this moment, the little girl was possessed by the boxing champion, without hesitation at all, she punched Greer like a rag doll.

This punch actually broke the death sickle that the gods of death were proud of, and hit Greer's abdomen with heavy force.

Greer: "Ugh—"

After he vomited his own blood, Gu Dazi kicked him to the ground.

"boom--!"

The strength enough to smash an ordinary person to pieces, even the physical quality of the God of Death is still embedded in the ground, leaving a big hole.

Gu Dazi, who became the winner, stood on a high place and curled his lips. Seeing his miserable appearance wriggling on the ground, he jumped down and walked to the side of Death.

"Woooooooooooooooo (look what you did to me)!!!"

Greer's red hair was in a mess, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, which is not enough to describe his misery, but he still had the strength to get up and point to Gu Dazi and mutter something he couldn't understand, which showed that this guy was not an ordinary resistance to beating.

The one who was beaten couldn't speak normally at all, and Greer, whose face was twisted together, suddenly backed away in shock.

"If you want to be a god (what are you going to do)!"

I saw the expressionless Gudazi standing in front of him, raised his little hand, and spit out a few words.

"traceon (projection)."

A small tape recorder fell into her hand, and during Greer's panic, she circled the tape recorder around him, and the magic of projection frequently appeared in her hands.

In the end, she pressed the main switch under Greer's vigilant and terrified eyes. The instant effect caused even the expressions of Charles and Mrs. Red were distorted. Greer, who bore the brunt, had dull eyes. He was obviously a god of death, but he seemed to be dead. Same.

Sebastian, who found that Charles was not there, hurried over without waiting to get close to the contractor's location, and was forced to fall from the sky by the "hearty" laughter lingering above the destination.

The laughter that is absolutely familiar to the followers of Chaldea can only be heard echoing in everyone's ears.

"Hmph ha ha ha ha—"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha—"

"Hahahaha-"

"Huhhahahaha——"

"Kuhahahahahahahahahaha—"

There are males and females in the laughter, but there is flavor and taste, bringing supreme enjoyment.

Gu Dazi with his hands in his ears thought so.

The author has something to say:

Sorry to update so late, the computer is suddenly stuck in a situation where it cannot be turned on or off, and even if it is turned on, it will suddenly shut down with a black screen. As a last resort, I have spent the whole day fixing it, but I still update it anyway It's too late, so I sincerely apologize here. I will hurry up to catch up with the update on the 17th at [-]:[-] in the morning. Thank you little angels for your support, okay!

Finally, I hate W10 system!