The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

This is the path that Leilu has walked, the world that she has seen through the eyes of a girl. Ulysses didn't know what she really saw in that war, only saw that at the end she wielded her halberd and cut away the back of the last enemy's body.

Behind her, there are corpses, a large number of corpses. The corpses that couldn't even be seen in their original shape were piled up one after another like a hill. On this cruel battlefield, Leilu's bright red eyes did not appear to be particularly strong, and the two strands of red hair that fluttered randomly had a frightening beauty.

It was incredibly scary. Standing alone among the countless corpses, she was like a demon, like a ghost.

And now, Ulysses also began to feel the horror.

At the moment when Lei Lu launched this unparalleled skill, the space around her was obviously abnormal, and time seemed to slow down suddenly.

Ulysses could even clearly see that his slashing gesture, which had exceeded the speed of sound several times, turned directly into slow motion, which even ordinary people could see clearly, and then closed his eyes to avoid the slow motion slashing.

Entangled by the bluish-white light, the halberd in Leilu's hand wielded a terrifying power that was completely different from the one just now. No matter how he defended or slashed, he couldn't stop the crimson halberd like a ghost.

Back, back, keep back! Unlike the slashing stance, Ulysses could not see through any of Lelu's attack trajectories. The halberd that was swung over followed a simple and natural trajectory for every blow, but there was no warning before the shot, no matter whether it was the shaking of the shoulders or the look in the eyes, there was no prediction.

Lei Lu's beautiful long red hair ran across Ulysses' face several times, bringing Lei Lu's soft fragrance. But this also means that Leilu's halberd has come close to Lieuriss, so close to the point that he will be completely defeated if he fails to defend once.

The magnificence without the slashing posture was like the slashing posture used just now-this magic skill from the ancient Juggernaut Book was just a casual pastime for Leilu. She still followed her own pace, still using that kind of leisurely or even casual expression, step by step to push Ulysses to ruin.

This is Lei Lu's ghost and god, this is the dance of red tears, the magical skill Ulysses once saw in the Desperate Temple underground in Wintertown. But he never thought that one day he would actually face it directly and be driven to despair by it.

That terrible crimson halberd, as if ignoring all the resistance around it, drawn a domineering trajectory, sweeping again and again, spinning again and again, every blow made Ulysses have to defend and retreat. .

Obviously his slashing speed far surpassed Lei Lu, but when the halberd was cut on the halberd by the conviction of the abyss, he couldn't cut it down at all, and he was shot off. Even blocking Lei Lu's movement made her swing stagnate even for a hundredth of a second.

It was a feeling that was unstoppable and unbreakable. Lei Lu, shrouded in blue and white brilliance, destroys and destroys everything like a ghost from a nightmare. The crimson halberd is a terrifying manifestation of the meaning of ghosts and gods.

The realm that Ulysses had slightly felt in the Temple of Despair Underground is now clearer. That is the feeling of killing everything between gestures and crossing the boundary of death with a normal heart. For Leilu, this seemed to be a natural instinct to breathe.

That feeling has surpassed the restriction of simple levels. In other words, it is not a realm that can be reached at the seventh level at all.

With the name of ghosts and gods, Lei Lu, who completely showed her strongest posture in front of Ulysses, seemed to be dancing, dancing a gorgeous and graceful dance of a feast of killing. When she unfolded this gorgeous Wushuang dance, everything became simple in front of her.

Bright black and white clothes, healthy wheat-colored skin, casual red eyes, and two long red hair fluttering with the halberd. Relu didn't seem to be fighting Ulysses, but dancing alone, performing a terrifying and graceful dance of unparalleled beauty.

Each dance pose is a movement that unfolds after the perfect unity of mind and body. The fantasy realm of sword skills recorded in the Book of the Sword Master was vividly reflected in Lei Lu's body. Countless swordsmen worked hard, and even gave up everything to pursue the realm, Leilu did it without effort at all.

That was a realm that the seventh-level powerhouse could not even embody the concept, and it was no longer a world that could be entered by relying on pure strength accumulation. Lei Lu's unparalleled skills have long surpassed the highest realm that a seventh-level strong can enter, and it is not even the realm that an eighth-level strong can feel.

Integrating the body into the heaven and the earth, the spirit and body are perfectly unified. There is no hesitation or stagnation, to show his power in line with the laws of the world. What Lei Lu opened was the spiritual door that reached the highest realm, the mysterious door that countless eighth-level strongmen had never seen before, and began to touch the door on the edge of a certain law.

Those who break through their own limits, begin to master their hidden powers, and use treasures, are 7th-level powerhouses.

A person who has exercised his strength to the peak, reached the extreme in a certain field, and began to find the laws of the world is an eighth-level strong.

He has found his own laws, and can even begin to distort the world's laws. The person who reigns on the peak of the world is a ninth-level powerhouse.

And Leilu, who had never reached the eighth level in her accumulation of strength, had already obtained the key, the key to the top of the world.

There is no doubt that her key is called "Kill".

Back, back, back again! Ulysses could not find any weakness of Relu, and could not even catch any of her attack trajectories. Regardless of whether it was with eyes or intuition, Leilu's attacks were beyond the scope of his judgment.

Once, twice, three times, the crimson halberd was entwined with bluish-white brilliance, and passed in front of Ulysses more than once. Get closer to him every time, even if he has exhausted all the means to get out of the attack range of the halberd, but this is an impossible task at all.

Unable to fly, and unable to turn around, Ulysses couldn't even do a real effective defense in front of the crimson halberd that was waved over. Even if he used all his power to swing out of the abyss in his hand to convict his guilt, he would undoubtedly be bounced off when he encountered the halberd that was swung in a perfect trajectory.

The huge gap is almost irreparable. Leilu's attack power is not stronger than that of the Zerg destroyer, nor does her destructive power exceed that of Laxia who possesses the Dragon King Destruction Sword, and her explosive power is even less comparable to that of Nobel, who possesses the Destruction King. Even now, her attack power hasn't exceeded the limit of level seven, but instead uses a dance attack that reaches the upper limit for every hit.

But after entering her attack range, Ulysses could not find any way to fight. The huge gap in the basics, the lack of combat experience, and Leilu's unparalleled magical skills containing a trace of the power of law, really pushed him to an unimaginable desperation.

Needless to say, those moves that require preparation time, even a simple swing of the sword, Ulysses now can't make it smoothly. He even felt that as long as his movements stopped slightly, the crimson halberd would directly tear him to pieces.

Dark Scar, Dragon Slashing Sword, Dragon King Flying, Infinite Blade, Ulysses flashed one powerful move after another, and he could use his own powerful force to suppress Leilu's moves.

However, none of them can be established, and Leilu will not give him that kind of preparation time.

With just a simple and direct close dance, Leilu blocked Ulysses' terrible attack that even the top eight powerhouses would not dare to underestimate. It can be said that Relu's attack is exactly the type that completely restrains all the advantages of Ulysses. Under her attack, Ulysses didn't even mention the use of Dark Scar, which required a large amount of energy to gather, and even had no chance to explode the power of darkness to use the Dragon Slay Destructive Sword.

The opponent's advantage was brought to the limit, while his own advantage was suppressed to the lowest point. Ulysses faced such a cruel and ruthless situation.

And the more this, the more this unthinkable situation, as if he will be killed in the next moment, the more Ulysses’s angry mood rises, and the darkness around him boils, like a volcano burning violently. The same as magma.

He does not have the terrifying talent of Leilu, unable to make such a traceless dance attack; he does not have the rich combat experience of Leilu, as if he can directly find the opponent's weakness when he takes a shot; just look at the opponent's attack, It can be copied intact.

He didn't even have the key to a higher world that Leilu could find without training, and every step and every wave he wielded carried a certain power of the rules of this world.

However, he has something more terrifying, something that does not belong to this world.

In Ulysses' dark eyes, a colder golden light appeared, reflecting in Leilu's eyes.

"..." Leilu seemed to be aware of something, but she didn't show a particularly caring expression. Still continuing the smooth continuous dance, infinite continuous dance, pushing Ulysses step by step into a deeper despair.

Under the terrible pressure, Ulysses' body trembled suddenly and unnaturally. Under his feet, a deep black light wave floated like the surface of the sea.

Then, a larger and deeper darkness than ever before, burst out from his body and sword without warning.

Already, there is no way to control it.

Rage, arrogance, hatred, and more terrible negative emotions shrouded Ulysses, and then directly appeared in the most concrete form on the abyss of conviction in his hands.