Trafford’s Trading Club

Nero doesn't know what Teacher Pudding… or what [Mr. Reaper] took out in front of him.

She just had a hunch that this dark painted seal book had a weird power —— note that it was weird that she felt weird even as a black soul messenger.

But this obviously won't stop Nero… Some of her personalities have always been nurtured and not really changed overnight - some of the personalities she has developed today may have existed but have been hidden.

Even she probably doesn't know herself… just feels comfortable - maybe she knows too, so being more responsive has always made her interested.

There is one thing that Teacher Pudding actually misunderstood —— Nero likes to fight, not because she needs to fight as a reason to exist, but because she really likes to fight.

I really, really like to fight. In this boring and dying world, what better way to make people boil their blood than to fight, make people want to... make people feel like they're not underwater pulled puppets, but when there's ever been resistance?

Yan Demonization - This is a state that Nero developed specifically for himself to fight after becoming a Black Soul Messenger, based on the characteristics of the Black Soul Messenger… Due to the use of dry fighting as a source of happiness, she did not care that Yan Demonization was initially developed to kill hiding for the sake of Da Cheol.

If you want to fight, and you still run into a good opponent, of course, it's better to be happy!

“I want you to let Joe go of his soul… because I don't like using the power I have.” Teacher Pudding suddenly sighed… the ancient black sealed paper, now open in his palm, made Teacher Pudding smell even weirder.

If what Teacher Pudding initially felt like to Nero was a quiet shepherd, not much of a threat, then Teacher Pudding seemed like a hunter in the forest at this time.

“[Mr. Reaper] Are you an idiot?” Even if Yan demonizes, Nero doesn't seem to have changed much - at least on the tone of her speech... she blinked her eyes, "Since it's her power, what else do you like to use if you don't like it... children only get involved with this, adults don't care ~ of course how do you like it! ”

Teacher Pudding laughed so hard that in the end he found himself unable to understand the idea of this gray-haired girl... maybe it was just because she had been exposed too little, maybe she had never been understood, so whoever it was, couldn't find a trace from some of the horse tracks to understand each other.

“I'll be as careful as I can, after all, I just want Joe back... that's all.” Teacher Pudding said that the palm of her white glove was gently pressed over a page opened by the black sealed book, "and... I'm not [Mr. Reaper]. ”

Teacher Pudding moved, and finally stressed something —— again, Nero the Yan Demonization —— and she was absolutely able to get ahead of herself and was absolutely willing to suck at the type of stick, trying to tell the other party any rules.

But then it was clear that the battle had escalated to another stage, and instead, the unexpected calm - not even a mountain fall, not a shock… was like a breeze of moisture, and the escalated confrontation was over in just a matter of seconds.

As a result... the blade developed by Nero Yan's demonized body almost broke by 70% - even from her left shoulder to her right belly, and was severely broken... The huge wound did not heal quickly, because there was a strange force wrapped around this horrible wound, which was madly blocking the role of the Black Soul's messenger's ability to repair herself.

Nonetheless, Teacher Pudding is even more miserable - at least he looks like a real dying man at the moment… he has hundreds of severed traces on his body.

The dark sealed book fell off his palm and then closed - like one of those old magazines that could be bought in the form of $10 in front of an old bookstore door… without even the desire to pick it up.

“It still doesn't seem strong enough...” Nero looked at Yan demonizing and broke more than 70% of the blade, muttering: “The boss is really biased, and I do it... when I do it, I steal the material reduction, and I don't take it as seriously as Dazheoba, it's really sad. ”

Will be sad... No way, because the Yan demonization was ultimately damaged to such a degree that the Yan demonization knife that had to be disengaged from Nero buzzed twice, like it was a spit trough.

Knife Yan demon, who stripped his body, was knocked twice on the ground, like a warning, before Nero measured Teacher Pudding - completely unaware of his injuries.

In fact, she knows how to use everything that's good for her… for example, a black soul messenger can eventually be resurrected by a life lamp, even if he's actually been beaten to death by someone - just as she knew from the beginning to brush her soul as currency, to buy services from a club.

This nature, even made Boss Lo think more than once that Nero is indeed an experienced player if he treats everything like a game.

By then, Teacher Pudding had arrived on the ground and Nero slowly walked over, picking Teacher Pudding's body with a Yan Devil's knife - the blue flame burning on Teacher Pudding's forehead had been extinguished and his eyes closed, like [dead].

After two casual glances, Nero glanced over the black sealed book on the ground - Teacher Pudding formally used the power of this bizarre sealed book to demonize her yam to the point of breaking it.

“Swallow it.” Nero knocked the Yan Demon Knife twice on the ground, like the worst capitalist exploiting his employees.

The Yan Demon Knife doesn't mind, but the shadow of its blade extends all of a sudden, wrapping the black sealed book on the ground... the shadow of the blade is like a muddy swamp, slightly sinking the black sealed book into it.

Unexpectedly, at this point, a palm suddenly grabbed Nero's leg - the moment she reacted, Nero's senses began to spin and was then severely smashed into the earth... Teacher Pudding stood up again!

A hint of fog emerged from the wound he had cut after his shot was demonized by Nero Yan... at a time when Teacher Pudding's hands were drooping low and his head was drooping low - but he made people feel dangerous, several times stronger than before.

The Yan Demon Knife made a constant buzzing sound at the same time - the shadow of the blade that was about to sink into the black sealed book, even flickering... like boiling water!

Finally, the blade shadow shrank sharply, and then the black seal came out - or it had to spit out the black seal.

The black seal book that was thrown up flew straight into front of [Teacher Pudding] at this point, and he was still drooling his head down, just reaching out - unlike when he carefully flipped the black seal book earlier... this flip was casual and simply down.

The black seal book that was suspended in front of [Teacher Pudding] turned wildly, and the swiftly flipped pages even made the sound of sand… Then a long dark grey shadow was cast out of the black seal book.

They're like snakes!

In the face of this sudden attack, Nero frowned... because it was as narrow as a snake, and the speed even made her feel difficult to fight.

She hides in positions that are totally anti-human, but ultimately cannot completely avoid these grey, narrow shadows - and finally, her limbs are wrapped around this weird, narrow shadow, and finally her neck!

Nero was completely framed in the middle of the sky, her body was dragged wildly, as if it were about to be torn at any moment - and the Yan Demon Knife was stranded to death on the ground, and she couldn't move.

“It's not funny...” said Nero, whose neck was almost deformed.

It's just that Mr. Pudding can't hear anything at this time - he doesn't do anything anymore, starting by waving his hand and letting the black seal book in front of him flip wildly.

But it is clear that the body of the Dark Soul Messenger was not so easily eliminated… Nero's appearance was truly bleak, but these long shadows could not truly tear Nero apart for a moment or three.

Finally, [Teacher Pudding] had a new move - he waved his hand again and let the black seal book flip again... fog, surrounded by a lot of black fog due to [Teacher Pudding] 's flip.

These fogs bring death to everything - they don't target objects, they simply bring death… Perhaps they target everything.

This black fog is about to completely cover the town's hospitals… they have even spread over 50 meters, wrapping everything in the street.

In the fog, the pedestrians of the streets fell… the moment they fell, they even came directly to death!

In this dark fog, Nero's body has even begun to be madly eroded… What is this mysterious force that can even erode the Dark Soul Messenger's body?

Maybe the boss will know... why don't you call the parents like a kid got bullied and call the boss? The idea suddenly appeared in Nero's brain, and with little hesitation, he intended to put it into practice.

If you can't beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it, you can beat it.

Meow ——!

When she thought about it, in the thick fog of death, a little black cat, slowly walked in —— it didn't even die because of the power of the fog of death, but rather died in an unusual spirit.

The black cat came to Nero, torn apart by a narrow shadow, and slowly raised his head.

When Nero noticed the black cat, he saw that the black cat's body size began to grow a little bit… it gradually became human… and completed its change.

Black dress and hat… Another [Teacher Pudding]!

“You are not...”

Although I was surprised that the black cat ended up looking like Mr. Pudding, Nero recognized this guy - the guy she cut when she buried the Yan Demon Knife under Mr. Smith's basement!

“Hey, handsome, can you do me a favor?” Nero winked at this moment and asked... clearly her neck had been completely deformed by now.

The black cat in front of him, [Teacher Pudding] in a black dress looked at Nero silently, but ignored him, instead turned to look at [Pudding] in the manipulator's black sealed paper... he suddenly opened his hands.

As he moves, the spreading black fog begins to shrink a little bit - eventually, the death black fog begins to return little by little to the black sealed book… even tearing the narrow shadow of Nero.

The Yan Demon Knife was also liberated and returned to Nero's hand in the first place - Nero still had that wound that was about to split her half body open, and it could be said that the whole person was split, and the half of his body was completely distorted.

“Oh, thank you so much!” Nero smiled at this moment and looked at what this black cat had become. He really looked grateful. "Otherwise, I almost called my parents! ”

[Teacher Pudding], who was turned into a black cat, glanced softly at Nero and said coldly: "Then your parents will be ashamed to have descendants like you. ”

Nero blinked and suddenly said: "I'm looking forward to embarrassing my parents... so you two are in this together? Twins or something? ”

Speaking, this black soul messenger, whose half body had been cut apart, actually raised the Yan Demon Knife directly, without any regard for the fact that the other party had helped him.

I didn't care what Nero was doing at this time, and Mr. Pudding, the black cat, shook his head at this time: “I'm not a twin with him, we can say it's the same. ”

“??” Nero scratched his head, "I don't read much! ”

[Teacher Pudding], shaking his head again by the black cat, "There are still powerful powers like you in this world, and shamelessly to this extent... is this world already distorted to an incomprehensible degree? ”

“So?” Nero shrugged.

"I'm the second generation master of the Underworld... you can call me Hades," said the black cat [Teacher Pudding], slowly exhaling. He glanced at the black sealed paper still hanging in front of him. ”

“Oh!” Nero nodded and said intermediately, “I actually have a nickname, Zeus the Grasshopper..." Are you serious? Are you Hades? ”

[Teacher Pudding]... or the one who calls himself Hades, obviously doesn't want to ignore Nero at this time, he just gets a little more aggravated.

Because of the Operator's Black Sealed Book [Pudding], it's moving now.

Hades said slowly: "He's going to be serious… he's Hades too, just like me. ”

Emmmm... two Hades?