Chapter 69: The End of Heaven and Tyrant

Opportunities are fleeting, and a single mistake will lead to irreversible consequences.

The azure blade slashed through the air with overwhelming force, and the destructive blow sent out a violent wind that almost made Isayama Yomi, who was watching from a distance, unable to open his eyes.

The high-pitched metal collision sounded in his ears, like the exciting whistle at the end of the game, announcing the victory.

Even though several blood-colored flowers bloomed wantonly on his chest and on the body of "Ugly Treasure", Fushiguro Shier still had a look of astonishment on his face, his eyes looking at the sword spinning in the air, and his brain had not yet accepted this fact.

That should have been the special-grade cursed tool in his hand - the Soul Release Sword, but it was knocked out of his hand and sank straight into the broken concrete wall in the distance.

Losing a weapon is equivalent to losing the dignity of a warrior.

Whether he admits it or not, Fushiguro Shier did lose this round.

Isayama Yomi looked at the familiar figure holding a knife with his back to her. She couldn't express her surprise in words. She widened her eyes in disbelief.

"Xiao Ming, you actually defeated that "Heaven and Tyrant"."

The meaning of these four words is absolute strength. Fushiguro Shier's "Warlock Killer" is based on the bones of countless sorcerers killed by him.

For a top-notch first-level sorcerer like Isayama Yomi, it is already considered strong for her to last five minutes in front of "Heaven and Tyrant". After all, this guy is targeting the combat power of a special-grade sorcerer. Even if it is a special-grade curse spirit, Fushiguro Shier has no pressure with the special-grade curse tool "Tian Ni 𫓴" that can break all sorcerers.

Being targeted by such a powerful guy is definitely not a good experience.

Sister Yomi is Fushiguro Shier's target. If Isayama Kenmei is distracted by Sister Yomi when fighting Fushiguro Shier, he will be constrained.

So let her stay away and not get too close to the battle.

"Today is a failure."

Fuguro Shier was shaking and spitting out a large mouthful of blood. The pain from the wound seemed to act directly on the soul, and his brain was trembling.

He wanted to stop the bleeding by pressing, but the bleeding could not be stopped at all.

Fuguro Shier glanced at the "ugly treasure" hanging on his shoulder, who was also covered in blood and had a faint smell, and a trace of apology appeared in the corner of his eyes.

In the distance, a dark mass of unknown things accompanied the sound of "buzzing". The number and density were quite high, and they broke into this tragic battlefield from all directions like a dark cloud.

"Fly heads? There are so many of them?"

Isayama Huangquan recognized this kind of low-level cursed spirit that was like a fly, with almost no attack power except for the advantage of large numbers. It was definitely abnormal for millions of them to appear at one time.

Fuguro Shier had arranged a backup plan in advance. These fly heads were perfect for confusing people, because he had no cursed power. The only flaw was the "ugly treasure" on his shoulder, but such a number of fly heads was enough to cover up his cursed power.

He had never suffered such a serious injury since his debut. Even an iron man could not bear it. Fuguro Shier was ready to retreat.

Isayama Kenmei looked at the fly heads that covered the sky and the sun, and just whispered

"These cursed spirits should be considered insects."

Fuguro Shier was going to find his lost curse tool before evacuating. That special curse tool was worth 500 million yen. If he left it here, he would really lose a lot tonight.

"Fly heads should be able to buy some time."

But what Fuguro Shier did not expect was that these dense fly heads like a torrent did not completely submerge Isayama Kenmei as he expected.

The vast army of fly heads seemed to have encountered a natural enemy. All the fly heads made terrified sounds. They came as fast as they left, scrambling to get ahead, and they had no time to run. Even the "ugly treasure" leaning on Fuguro Shier's shoulder showed a human-like expression of fear, twisting his body to escape, as if Isayama Kenmei, who was not far away, was a very scary existence.

"Are the cursed spirits afraid?"

Isayama Yomi saw their abnormality and was as surprised as Fuguro Shier.

The reason why Isayama Kenmei could cause this situation was because of his special title

The effect of [Zerg Slayer]

Title effect 2: Zerg will have a natural fear of you, and cannot approach or get close to you. It is ineffective against high-level Tyranid Zerg.

Title effect 3: Increase the damage caused to Zerg monsters by 35%.

Isayama Kenmei did not fully use the title effect 2 before, and suddenly thought of using it on these insect-shaped cursed spirits, so when the effect of [Zerg Slayer] was launched, all these insect-shaped cursed spirits were afraid of Isayama Kenmei, as if the most terrible natural enemy was standing in front of them, and they did not dare to cross the line.

The abnormality of "Ugly Treasure" made Fuguro Shier change his mind. He immediately made a heroic move and disappeared at a very fast speed without even taking back the cursed tool, leaving only a pool of blood.

"You can't escape, uncle."

How could Kenmei Isayama let Fuguro Shier leave safely before getting the information he wanted?

The identities of the prey and the hunter have been reversed. Kenmei Isayama has the best hunting dog in the universe, and Fuguro Shier will definitely not escape.

When Isayama Norimei arrived, he saw the pale-faced Fushiguro holding a steel knife and fighting with three flesh and blood hounds. One of the hounds bit his thigh and refused to let go. After reaching the first breakthrough point, it was obvious that the once vigorous "Heaven and Tyrant" was at the end of its strength. After a while, three terrifying bloody mouths bit Fuhei Shier's arm, half of his body, and all of his thighs.

"General, uncle."

Isayama Nomei slowly walked forward

Fuhei Shi'er, who fell to the ground with blood dripping from his body, was extremely embarrassed. Looking at the sharp blade that was close at hand and almost piercing his throat, Fuhei Shi'er felt the sharp pain from all over his body. Fuhei Shi'er suddenly felt tired and paralyzed. He fell in a pool of blood and gave up struggling. He coughed up a pool of blood.

"I'm really unlucky."

I originally thought it was a simple order to regain my skills and make some extra money at the same time. After all, my opponent was just a little girl who was still young.

But she didn't expect that the "ordinary" flower protector next to her could actually force him into such a situation. All of his attacks will be blocked by the enemy's shield, and even his defeat will be unclear in the end.

"Can you tell me the reason now?"

Isayama Nomei looked down at Fushihei Shijir and said coldly

"Cut. Ahem. Do whatever you want."

Fuheishier coughs up blood droplets

"Someone spent eight million to buy that little girl's head..."

"It's very interesting to say that the person who paid for it is..."

Listening to his intermittent statement, Isayama Nomei's face became more and more gloomy.