[Giant Crater]
It was Hopper who had descended from the sky and landed a punch on the crossroad, forming a crater that resembled a small meteorite impact.
Another "distinguished guest" was here.
The Yandalos Hound tore through space with its unique teeth and landed in the deepest part of the crater.
The young man jumped down from the hound's back and carefully inspected the ground.
He seemed to have smelled a familiar scent of meat.
The young man extended his right hand and placed his palm on the ground.
For a moment.
The young man's palm turned into an abyss filled with fangs. There were low howls coming from inside and a strong suction force.
Some substances hidden in the cracks were slowly sucked out and gathered into a ball of fleshy cells in the young man's palm. He could analyze Hopper's recent situation through this ball of cells.
"As expected of Hopper. The growth of his [Body] is increasing instead of decreasing. He's much stronger than he was in the Origin Competition last time … If we were to fight head-on, I might be at a disadvantage."
Although Hopper was the seventh Origin Seed and ranked lower, he was still an inferior Ancient Giant.
The crazy young man admired Hopper. What he valued was not bloodline, identity, status, or the so-called "Chains of Contempt."
In his eyes, there was only one scale to measure, and that was [Strength].
Hopper's strength was invincible among those of the same level. He was even much stronger than the young man. That was enough.
"Since you're here, I'll take a different path."
The crazy young man took the initiative to give way and went to the church's main area through another street.
Wherever he went, there were only corpses on the ground. There were no unnecessary screams of pain.
Before the Silencer's ability to silence the young man, their heads were already captured by the Yandalos Hound's [Space Plunder], torn apart, and held in its mouth.
Before the epee instructor could swing his sword, the scars on his back connected to his entire back muscles were torn apart by the hound.
In a short time, a large number of deaths of instructors immediately attracted the attention of the bishop.
A high-ranking instructor named [Menda Gonzelo] immediately moved after receiving the request for help.
Menda Gonzelo, Atavistic Body.
He was once a dark instructor in London and held a medium-sized title deed in his hand. It corresponded to a town in the eastern mountains of England.
His type was [Dark Inhabitant — Flesh Modified], which was completely different from [Candlestick].
From the name, one could tell that these dark dwellers specialized in the physical body. At the same time, they also incorporated the hybrid demon technology that supported London.
The muscles that were overflowing with a metallic luster were actually stronger than alloys, and it would not affect the individual's growth.
His back was filled with soft catheters.
There was a high concentration of black blood flowing inside, and there were obvious traces of technological modification on the outside … to support such a body.
However, Menda was not satisfied.
Because of his thirst for power, when he came into contact with the whirlpool ability from another world, he did not hesitate to bear the name of "Rebel" and took the initiative to learn this power from the [Saint World].
He was now a high-ranking instructor of the Maelstrom Church.
[Flesh Modification] and [Vortex] had a high compatibility, and it was enough to describe the changes that happened to Menda's body. This change also made him a [Miracle Candidate].
The conduits on the back were closely arranged in a spiral pattern.
Menda's elbows, wrists, knees, ankles, and neck were all in a spiral state. Compared to his once robust body, he was now a lot thinner.
"Why are there so many dead people on Parliament Street?"
Turn your ankle.
Menda moved at high speed.
A large number of spiral footprints appeared on the wall.
In the blink of an eye, he was already standing on the top floor of a building that was dozens of meters tall, looking at the situation on the street.
Although he was confident that he could easily deal with the same level of Mantis Demons with the combination of his body and the whirlpool, it was better to be safe at such a critical time.
As a high-ranking instructor, he knew the church's goal to a certain extent.
The [Attack and Defense Battle] that happened on the street was just a selection process, and the main goal was to survive. If there was something particularly difficult to deal with, it was better to avoid it.
That was?
With the enhancement of [Vision] in the darkness.
Menda saw a young man riding a hound.
Not to mention the visual impact of the hound, the aura released by the young man made him sweat profusely.
"This is! The first Origin Substance with the Mad Bloodline actually controlled the Hound of Yandalus! "
In front of such a monster, he had no confidence at all.
Menda decisively turned around and tried to retreat.
Suddenly!
A strong sense of space came from behind him.
This kind of forceful tearing of space could ignore the seal of the Silent One.
The stench of a wild beast.
Sizzle ~ Corrosive saliva dripped onto the ground behind him.
At the same time, there was an oppressive feeling of being watched by the abyss.
The immense pressure made Menda's body tense up, and the black liquid in the spiral tube on his back flowed faster.
"All along the way, there were only low-level rebels, how boring … I finally found a rebel at the atavistic stage.
Also, the Mantis Demon aura on your body has almost disappeared, and you seem to have lost the essence of the Mantis Demon.
Let me see the power you obtained from the other world, the power that can 'suppress the Mantis Demons'.
Don't disappoint me. "
When the crazy voice ended.
The hound's sharp claws tore through the air.
Weng!
The structure of the claws was similar to teeth, and they could tear through space.
It was to the point that the claws could skip the process of waving and directly attack the target's body.
Drip, drip, drip …
A spiral footprint was left on the ground, and Menda was already standing at a corner of the rooftop.
A small amount of black blood dripped down his arm, and the wound only reached the skin, not the muscles … it was only a small wound.
However.
The front claws of the Yandalos hound were severely 'spiraled' … the claws, fur, flesh, and bones were all twisted into a ball, unable to function normally.
A sound similar to a demon's howl came from the hound's mouth as it tried to slowly recover.
"Mm!"
This result shocked the young man.
He jumped down from the hound's back and said with a face full of shock.
"Is this the power of the other world? It's beyond my imagination … may I ask your name? My name is Christopher J. Green. Nice to meet you! "
"Menda Gonzelo."
Menda stared at the crazy person in front of him, while also looking at the hound behind him.
The hound had already cut off its twisted front limb, and a new limb had grown out.
It was completely enraged by the injury.
The hound's head completely bloomed, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth. A rotten stench came from the depths of its throat, and it pounced at Menda.
Who would have thought that something unexpected would happen.
The crazy youth's expression suddenly changed.
He directly threw out a roundhouse kick, hitting the hound's head. Crack!
The hound's skull cracked.
The hound was stunned by this kick, and it fell heavily onto the street from a building dozens of meters high.
Boom! The hound crashed into the building on the opposite side of the street, so much so that the storefront on the first floor was completely smashed, sinking into the ground and unable to move.
"Useless dog!
Without my orders, you actually dared to act on your own … What a primitive lifeform with low intelligence. "
At this point, the youth's expression returned to normal.
He stared at the senior instructor in front of him, Menda, who had piqued his interest, with his eyes that were as deep as caves.
"Mr. Menda, you are the first existence that has piqued my interest since I came to London … Come on! Use the power you obtained from the other world and attack me directly.
I beg you, you must hurt me. I haven't experienced the pleasure of 'pain' in a long time! "
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