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The action of this strange person undoubtedly surprised many people present.

Logically speaking, the main messenger Heishan Sorata is dead, and the remaining two pseudo A-level transcendents are also dead.

You are the only one left, you didn't take advantage of the moment when Anle was fighting to sneak attack, instead you did it after the overall situation was settled?

This kind of behavior is very incomprehensible to the people of Abolition, who are basically conclusionists and believe that interests are paramount.

However, also through this unique and eccentric behavior,

Many people recognized him as the nameless swordsman.

Had a year ago.

An unknown knife-wielding man appeared in the abandoned city, and began to challenge the B-level transcendents of the abandoned city one after another like a madman.

It's really the kind of degree that you don't want to die.

Often they had just returned from defeat the day before, and were beaten until they vomited blood and were seriously injured.

Then the next day, the swordsman challenged again, wrapped in bandages and with a face like gold paper.

If only pointless, overreaching suicide actions.

No one will remember his name at all, they will only regard him as a funny clown, as a topic of conversation after dinner.

The reason why people remember him is because, after several seemingly stupid challenges, the swordsman survived as tenaciously as Xiaoqiang.

Moreover, the battle of the unknown swordsman is very characteristic.

He usually only makes one cut.

After one blow, most of the combat power is lost, which can be called the extreme of extremes.

Some people in Waste Capital also called him "One Sword Man".

At the same time, the challenge against the strong continues.

There are even careful people who have discovered it.

After each challenge, even if he is injured next time, the strength he can show will be stronger than before.

As if in response to that sentence - "Anything that doesn't kill me will make me stronger."

Therefore, there are rumors that the real extraordinary ability of the swordsman is to support war by fighting.

His performance seems to confirm this point.

As the swordsman challenged more and more times, gradually, he was able to defeat some extraordinary people who could easily beat him into serious injuries.

First draw, then win, and finally crush.

After the swordsman can defeat the previous transcendent, he will seek stronger targets, and he can be called a fighting maniac.

However, how could the powerhouses in the abandoned capital willingly become his stepping stones?

Whether it is those who have been defeated by the swordsman or those who may be challenged by him, they all have a strong disgust for this unknown swordsman.

The former is a shame to be defeated.

The latter is a vague sense of crisis and anxiety.

These people had to admit that they were a little scared.

Some are afraid of being defeated by unknown swordsmen.

Why is their accumulated reputation and prestige so easily trampled by this kind of thing?

So, in a certain swordsman challenge.

Several transcendental beings who had a grudge against him shot together, and they were bound to cut off his great head.

Originally, everyone thought they had a chance to win.

It's just that no one thought that when faced with the oppression of several transcendents of the same level.

The swordsman seemed to be stimulated, and actually broke through again.

And swung out a terrifyingly powerful second knife.

This knife directly killed one-third of the B-level transcendents present.

After this battle, people classified the nameless swordsman as a fake A-level.

Unfortunately, the swordsman has since disappeared.

It is relatively reliable to say that the unknown swordsman certainly killed many enemies.

But after being exhausted, he could no longer resist and was killed easily.

Wasteland has never lacked such capable people, but no one will remember the name of a dead person.

People die like lights go out.

After death, all past deeds are irrelevant.

Therefore, after recognizing the identity of the swordsman at this time, many people were very surprised.

It turns out that he didn't die, but became a subordinate of Heishan Sorata?

Or is it someone else who instigated the swordsman?

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When facing this kind of pseudo-A-level battle in person, there is always a kind of anxiety and panic.

As for regular transcendents, they can also use firearms, transcendent relics, bodyguards and other means to deal with them.

It is still at the level that they can understand and overcome.

But for the vast majority of B-level transcendents, and even these pseudo-A-level.

All the things people relied on in the past are no longer reliable.

Especially in the face of the stinger or the mechanically modified human just now, the counterattack before death.

There was a feeling as if no matter how hard they struggled, it was impossible to survive.

People have experienced firsthand the potential threat of such individuals.

The cloud of death hangs over their hearts.

This is really unacceptable to high-ranking officials who cherish their own lives extremely.

They couldn't imagine how tragic the situation would be if An Le was not present today.

After today's incident, the views of this group of people have quietly shifted for this kind of existence with individual strength far exceeding that of ordinary extraordinary people.

Some people even hope that this kind of extraordinary person will never appear.

At least, in their hands.

These subsequent effects are not mentioned for the time being.

At this time, people stared intently at the two people in the confrontation.

Looking forward to these two aliens, it is best to lose both and die together.

The nameless swordsman obviously sensed the malice in these eyes, but he laughed again: "Haha——"

"You should be able to understand by now?"

"Even if you save this group of people, in their eyes, you will always be an alien, a monster!"

He looked around, facing everyone's terrified expressions, the mocking look on his face was even worse.

"They will always be hostile to you, fear you, be wary of you, or use you as a weapon."

"Because from the day you stepped into the extraordinary, you and these people are no longer the same existence."

"Low-level transcendents can still use weapons and transcendent relics to check and balance, but at our level, the only one who can defeat the transcendent... is the transcendent!"

Hearing this, many people in the venue changed their colors.

The only thing they can rely on now is An Le, if An Le is really changed by these cruel words.

The result was unimaginable.

In fact, people can't even deny the swordsman's rhetoric.

This is indeed a thorn in their hearts that is difficult to remove.

So, they looked at Meiji Heishan not far away with begging eyes, hoping that she could say something to stabilize Anle's mentality.

It's just that Miki Montenegro didn't have any thoughts of speaking, she just looked at the two silently.

Based on what she knew about An Le, the other party was not the kind of person who would change his mind just because of a word or two from others.

Just as Heishan Meiji thought, An Le's expression didn't change at all, but she just sneered.

"What you said makes sense, so what?"

"Then why did you come to challenge me? Don't you still obey the orders of others?"

"As for me, I am carrying out my own ideas. This is the difference between me and you!"

He snorted coldly: "It's useless to talk too much. After all, it's not about using strength to decide the outcome."

The unknown swordsman was momentarily at a loss for words.

But he quickly collected all those chaotic emotions, and said with a blank expression.

"Sure enough, just like what he said, you are a real strong man."

"Whether it is psychological or physical, they are all first-class tough."

The corner of the swordsman's mouth curled up, revealing a crazy smile.

"But that's exactly what I want."

He held the handle of the knife at his waist with his hand, and a fervent flame was burning in his eyes.

The aura on his body changed instantly, and the previous sense of ordinaryness was no longer there.

Instead, it was Feng Rui who seemed to stab his eyes.

The swordsman continued: "But there is one thing, you are wrong."

"I didn't follow anyone's orders to come here."

"But I just heard that there will be a strong person here, so I'm here."

"Be careful!"

The accumulation of boiling fighting spirit and momentum reached its peak, like a wave crashing down from the highest point.

Hum——

The ears of everyone present could hear such humming.

Like a white knife light, it tears the air and destroys everything in its path at a speed beyond the scope of people's visual capture. Even the space trembles faintly.

Due to its extreme concentration, many extraordinary people with superb eyesight can only see a bright white line.

It is so sharp that the line of sight will be cut off by it.

People couldn't help holding their breath and trembling.

And just when it arrived in front of An Le, the guests blinked their eyelids and found——

it's dark.

It was different from the dark night that gradually fell last time.

The enveloping shadow is even faster than the knife light.

The so-called "knife light" is not real light. Even if it can exceed the speed of sound, there is still a big gap from the speed of light.

But shadows, as derivatives of light.

Having the speed of light is also a matter of course, right?

Therefore, in people's perception, they don't even know when the night will fall.

It was as if they had been lost in the deep black all along.

The white line, which seemed dazzling before, appeared so small in an instant in the endless shadows.

Like a ray of light trying to escape from a black hole, no matter how hard it struggles, it cannot escape the huge gravitational force.

It was like an insignificant star in the dark and cold starry sky.

The light of the stars is indeed bright when viewed from a close distance, but compared with the entire universe, it is only insignificant.

The swordsman who swung the knife opened his eyes wide in confusion, looking up at the black sky.

At this moment, it was as if he had suddenly plunged into the vast galaxy, the bottomless darkness alone.

Deep in the darkness, at first glance there is nothing.

But if you observe hard, you will see patches of colorful and erratic nebulae.

Galaxy evolution, collision, rebirth, that kind of huge beauty and magnificence.

It was beyond any sight the swordsman had ever witnessed, and even more powerful than the power he had been pursuing, making him addicted and unable to extricate himself.

But in the vastness, darkness and loneliness beyond all human imagination, the swordsman gradually felt an indescribable fear.

If I had to say it... it would be the starry sky, the fear of the universe, and the insignificance of human beings themselves.

[Filthy sanity +70! 】

With a thought in An Le's mind, the effect of [Great Shadow Sky] faded instantly.

People blinked again, and the surrounding environment changed back to a rather magnificent hall—if the mess and the few corpses were completely ignored.

That short moment of darkness seemed to be just their illusion.

The higher-ups were in a trance, looking at Anle and the swordsman not far away, hoping that the worst outcome would not happen.

laugh!

A flower of blood emerged from An Le's chest, staining the already tattered dress red.

The "armor" that the venomous stinger hadn't penetrated before with countless sharp needles finally showed a small damage.

A strong sharp breath still overflowed from the wound, residing in An Le's body like toxin.

Therefore, blood flowed out, and the wound was difficult to heal.

This part of the blood temporarily lost Anle's control and dripped on the ground.

If Lin Jin were here, he would definitely feel extremely sorry, wishing to catch these precious liquids with his mouth.

Click! Kaka!

At the same time, a louder noise came from outside the window.

People turned their heads to look, and were surprised to find that the wall behind An Le was split straight from the middle.

And the cracks are widening rapidly.

Looking further away, a building outside the window actually began to shift from a certain floor in the middle, slowly sliding down, and about to collapse.

The incision is extremely clean.

You don't need to think about it to know that this is the power of the swordsman's knife.

Even the tall buildings that had been reinforced countless times were cut off in the middle.

It is conceivable that if this half of the tall building falls, how many people will die in this accident.

And this doctor actually resisted such a knife?

Did he lose?

But when people looked at the instigator of this "brilliant" record, the expressions on their faces fell into a momentary confusion.

For a moment, they couldn't help wondering if there was something wrong with their vision.

Because, the nameless swordsman right now has a dull expression, his eyes are empty and lifeless, and even the corners of his mouth are drooling.

It was as if reason and soul had been pulled away from this body.

Anyone can see that the current him has lost his ability to fight.

Become a mentally retarded existence.

The victory and defeat have been divided.

An Le lived to the end.

However, what was left at the scene was a mess.

The area around here belongs to the territory of the Black Mountain Security Company.

There was no need for An Le to make a move, and extraordinary people came one after another, preventing the building from continuing to slide.

But this deep cut, like an indelible wound, still remained in place.

Several backbone forces belonging to Hei Shanxiong arrived belatedly after the incident.

Just like the police in movies and novels, they always deal with the follow-up after the incident is over.

However, there is a reason why they came back so slowly.

There was a group of transcendents of unknown origin who entangled them with a very clear purpose.

It is to delay the time for these people to return to defense.

As An Le expected, Miki Montenegro easily took power.

And was directly appointed as the chairman of Montenegro.

However, Miki Montenegro did not directly launch a declaration of war against the other two major companies as everyone thought.

Instead, he issued an order to investigate the cause of Heishanxiong's death first.

In her opinion, this incident is full of weirdness and conspiracy, and she must be more cautious.

One wrong step and you will be in a desperate situation.

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