Illimitable Until Death

“Hmm...”

When that sharp dagger stabbed him in the throat, Intyx had to open his eyes, stare into the square, and not bounce.

“Intix! ”

The cleavage was an incredible silence.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

Stills just growled like a mad beast.

“Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho! ”

The King of the Hunting Witch, carrying a full 3,000 degrees Celsius, roared abruptly, stepped on the ground, rushed into the square in rolling heat waves and bursting flames, and raised his huge arm, facing the direction of the square, and struck down.

Heavy winds, hot winds and chaotic airflow stirred together, blowing from the roof under the blow of the King of Witches.

Powerful, so amazing.

And only one bears this power.

That's the square.

Until just now, however, there had been no movement, and only the use of firearms, ammunition and instruments to fight Stills had finally moved.

“Get out of the way! ”

When the voice dropped, the sparkling starlight flashed in the cubicle.

“Boo-hoo! ”

In the sound of a heavy smudge that caused the heart to shrink, the Pope-level King of Surgical Magic Hunting Witches was transformed into a phantom foot for a heavy kick.

“Shh...! ”

Along with the sound of a sharp breaking sound, the monster formed by the flame at 3,000 degrees Celsius became a shell, rubbing the air, flying directly out of the roof and eventually disappearing in the distance.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

The biggest ace was easily resolved, but Stills was not at all shocked, still making a madly howling, hysterical rush towards the side, despite being severely injured by the impact warhead.

It's not just Stills.

Even the rift has created a terrible atmosphere.

“How dare you...! ”

While biting his teeth, it was completely inevitable that the divine crack caused by the sound trembling lowered his head and slowly extended his equally trembling hand to the knife handle of the long knife and put it up.

Throughout this moment, the Soviet skill in the Square has sounded as desperately as an alarm.

The response, undoubtedly, is by far the highest.

However, even in the absence of a reaction from the enemy's skills, it can be felt in the square.

At this moment, the alarming momentum that has emerged from the divine fissures has gradually caused the air to cry out.

That momentum is strong, and it is certain that it will never be weaker than the use of exclusive treasures, freeing all the three pillars of power.

Even enough to match what is known as the strongest of the three pillars of Dunan.

Heart-borne rage seemed to unconsciously liberate the sacred marks of the cleft.

The power of saints is manifested at this moment.

The feeling in the square is right.

Regardless of Stills, if we don't do everything we can to solve the rift, there is no hope of victory.

It's just that this one, the two of them are doomed to be unable to fight.

“Boom!”

Just before Stills rushed into the square, the holy marks of the cleft began to liberate, and suddenly this sound appeared on Intyx, who had been punched in the throat by the blade of the moon.

That's something broken out of the sound.

“Alas?”

Stills stopped at will.

The cleft is also a subconscious hold.

And in the square, just staring at Intyx in front of him, like confirming something, closed a pair of ice-blue magic eyes.

The blade of the moon in his hand, slowly pulled out of Intyx's throat.

Intyx's body suddenly softened and he sat paralyzed to the ground.

“Cough...! ”

In a spin, Intyx covered his throat and coughed constantly.

“This... this...”

Watching this scene, whether it's the rift or Steele, is all over the place.

What the hell is going on?

“You...”

The divine cleft couldn't help but question the square.

“What did you do? ”

Even if there were less than twenty saints in the world, the cleft had no idea what was going on.

Ming Yinthix's throat was straight through by a sharp instrument.

How come nothing happened?

No, it's not like nothing happened.

Just now, there was an unusual movement in Intix's body.

So, Fong Ri must have done something to Intix.

And here's the answer to that.

“As you can see, I just killed what I wanted to kill.” The square opened its eyes and restored them to a dark color, not to the cleft and to Steele, but to the Intyx, who was coughing over his throat, and said: "It's just that what I killed was not Intyx, but the technique that was buried in his body. ”

“Surgery?” Cleft and Stills are all slight.

“Exactly.” The square half squatted down, covering his throat because of the pain, his eyes filled with tears to lift Intyx, said to himself: “The name of the technique is called the" collar, "by definition, that is a collar on Intyx, with Intyx's life as the stake, every year must carry out magic and ritual to eliminate memory and prevent its betrayal. ”

This is the magic trap that the British Puritans set on Intix.

The effect of surgery is that when the one-year period arrives and the memory of Intix is not eliminated, it will start itself, thereby endangering the life of Intix and gradually taking away the breath of the surgeon.

This is how the British Puritan Church hides the truth and obliges the Antics to rely on the Church for regular memory cleansing to survive, while deceiving those with deep feelings with the Antics, such as Cleft and Stills, to obey instructions and carry out orders for memory erasure, even if something unexpected happens, so as to obliterate the Antics and avoid the use of the Prohibited Bibliography by others and ultimately endanger them.

It's a triumph.

Hearing the words in the square, the cleft and Steele looked at each other and were all overwhelmed.

Lies?

Have you endured the pain and suffering of your heart over the years, and as a result, the cause is just a lie?

This kind of thing…

“I... I've never heard of it...” Intix seemed to have some pain, but with a constant coughing voice, he said: “There's no magic in my head that says" collar. "”

“Isn't that natural?” If you write down your knowledge of the "collar," it's impossible to avoid the possibility that you might find yourself passive, so the British Puritan Church deliberately prevents you from remembering it, and it's very likely that it's a technique that's only recently developed, so it's not even in the original book of 13,000 monasteries. ”

Speaking of which, the party did not give people a chance to rebut, and threw a sentence directly.

“Anyway, the one-year deadline will be here soon. If you don't believe me, just observe it for a while and see for yourself. ”

The crowd suddenly silenced.