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It was a complete recovery medicine taken in advance, which managed to heal the backlash injuries before it was eliminated and denied its existence.

But now, not only is Gafan unable to use the "Mantra", he can't even open the storage space for the time being.

Even the spiritual link with the "Mountain and River Society Map" has become extremely weak, and I can no longer control it to do anything. It can still be used...

There was only this long black sword in his hand.

"Lao Bai is right. There will always be times when I can't use this special ability. It's always good to have more ways to defend myself against enemies."

After coughing twice, Gafan forced the corners of his mouth and smiled, memories flashing in his eyes.

That was a very stern white-haired old man. As a veteran and an elder, he taught and guided me some things that I didn't quite understand at the time.

And to this day, he still remembers it well and has not forgotten it.

"Isn't swordsmanship not only a training of skills, but also a training of one's own will and 'heart'?"

Gafan murmured to himself.

Then, he suddenly recalled the death battle between an ordinary hero and a real monster that he had witnessed with his own eyes.

Undocumented knight, were you feeling the same as I am now?

Or is it slightly different?

Looking up at the starry sky dissipating, the space channel closing, and turning back into a false sky, Gafan's mood was indescribably complicated and free.

Courage, and fearlessness?

He chuckled to himself, these two words really didn't suit him.

Well, there is also the so-called obsession...

"Hey, monster, let's bet our lives together."

Withdrawing his gaze from the false sky, Gafan cast his calm eyes forward. The figure gradually shrank, and finally managed to maintain a pitch-black figure of about two meters high.

The breathing method transmitted from a certain supreme swordsman in the body began to mobilize.

There is no mysterious atmosphere at all, it is simply using the oxygen in the blood vessels throughout the body, and then providing powerful power for the heart and muscles.

He raised his right hand and pointed the long black sword in his hand forward.

"Just look at my half-assed swordsmanship..."

A pair of clear black and white eyes looked directly at the indescribable god, and there seemed to be something profound inside. That was——

A burning fire from the soul and will.

The man named Ga Fan became obsessed with fighting for the first time in his life.

He wants to win.

"Can I chop you to death?"

Chapter 174: Materialism, life and death battle (Part 2)

In fact, it was as early as when the skeleton army was summoned.

Gafan noticed that among the waves of monsters, there were some obviously different special individuals.

They are different from other monsters that only act on instinct. They not only have independent self-awareness, but also surprisingly possess "martial arts" means.

After verification at that time, Gafan found that they were all boxers parasitized by the dark tentacles, and all their techniques and memories had been absorbed. Some of them would still maintain their original appearance before the mutation.

In fact, they still talk to each other as before, casually walking into the houses on the street, and being taken in by the people taking refuge inside as the same kind.

However, because his personality has been fundamentally and irreversibly distorted, he can only be regarded as a monster with some human "shadows" remaining.

After all... after they entered the house, they started killing for no reason.

All of them, Gafan remained silent at that time and cleared them away as quickly as possible.

We are also prepared to face various martial arts after finding the "source" of the disaster.

Moreover, when he barely arrived at the last moment, he witnessed with his own eyes the shocking scene of the familiar giant of light being completely swallowed up by darkness.

The iconic head dart made Gafan mentally prepared to face an enemy with memories of tens of thousands of years of combat experience.

However, after the actual battle with Karsus began, he never saw the opponent use any "techniques".

Even the dark red terrifying energy is basically just released directly in the most brutal way, without any subtlety at all.

Even if he was occasionally shot down from a high altitude to the ground by that huge palm in a way that ignored the spatial distance, he could only feel the pure brute force.

He was confused about this and felt that the other party might be hiding something.

But after sensing the dark waves rushing towards the 100-meter space crack, as well as some of the more familiar existences among them, I looked at the martial arts techniques that were vividly displayed.

Gafan's doubts were completely eliminated.

Because this guy didn't absorb the boxing master's memory stored by the dark tentacles at all.

When He was evolving, he rejected all these dark tentacles that were masters of martial arts as "impurities"!

And this arrogance and contempt finally came to Gafan.

Created the last chance.

"Qiang————"

The melodious sound of swords echoed in the dead desert.

A long black sword with a cold light suddenly struck an arm that was gradually turning from black to light gray, causing brilliant sparks to rub off.

Moreover, the blade of his sword really cut in, causing pure black divine blood to overflow from the wound.

impossible!

The indifferent emotion no longer existed, and Karsus looked at it in shock, completely unable to understand the wounds he suffered from being cut by a mere mortal sword.

You must know that after the final evolution and obtaining the complete divine body, his unreasonable physical strength is already enough to withstand nuclear explosions without any defense, without any loss.

But now, he was injured by an attack that didn't even cut through steel.

"Mortal, what have you done?!"

Karsus couldn't help but growled and asked.

At the same time, He is still trying his best to resist this world environment that has become quite strange.

Not only can he no longer feel any extraordinary power, the divine power stored in his body has also been completely imprisoned, and it is still inexplicably disappearing at an alarming speed.

Even his body, which had evolved to its limit, was unstoppably collapsing.

And there is simply no way to stop this process.

Just barely stabilizing the "wholeness" of this body is the maximum he can do.

"I didn't do anything, I just made the world a little more 'normal'."

Gafan replied softly in a calm tone.

His eyes were completely locked on the opponent's injured arm, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

"I guessed it right...you were completely 'denied', monster!"

The muscles of the arms holding the sword were completely tense, and they were pressed down with all their strength.

"Look how weak you have become? Even my half-baked swordsmanship can hurt you!"

"Arrogant, I am a god!"

After hearing these blasphemous words, Karsus, unable to release any energy, clenched his fist for the first time since his birth, and struck the opponent's abdomen with all his strength.

It had been weakened to the limit, but it was still an inhuman and terrifying brute force, and it instantly knocked the opponent away without any suspense.

"Bang!"

However, after two back flips to relieve the force, Gafan landed firmly on the ground and regained his unique posture.

You know, he was knocked down thousands of times by an old sword master and a supreme swordsman, so if you want to defeat him with brute force...

It's not that easy.

As for the swordsmanship that Gafan has learned, in addition to being the most comprehensive and solid foundation, it is also divided into four parts -

"Slash", "Block", "Release Force", "Shunstep".

And this is all he has learned about the so-called swordsmanship.

As for the duration of "Fantasy Killer Materialism", it is ten minutes.

Then things will be simple and clear. Before the ten minutes time limit ends...

"Either you die or I die!"

His feet slammed onto the ground, and with the help of a special skill passed down from a certain supreme swordsman, Gafan's figure disappeared instantly.

And then the next moment.

A sharp long black sword appeared directly in front of Karsus.

With an indomitable trajectory, he slashed down with all his strength.

"kill!!!"

"Qiang————!"

The sound of metal colliding echoed, and pure black blood spattered.

His eyes, suddenly burning with the flame of will, looked at the god who had fallen into the clouds, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

But now, no matter how unbelievable it is.

Karsus finally fully understood the current situation, a real life and death battle...

here we go.

"'Flesh and blood warfare·Life magic armor'."

Countless slender origin tentacles extend out from the body, struggling crazily.

Even the moment they come into contact with the outside world, they are like objects that have been splashed with sulfuric acid, constantly melting, but they are still entangled with each other, and finally weave into a layer of dark gray full-body armor covering the body surface.

"Then come and fight on...mortal!"

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!!”

A series of roars sounded almost simultaneously.

It was the violent collision sound of the fist that was instantly shaken out of the afterimage, kept blasting out wildly, and then was firmly blocked by a dark long sword.

"The fight was too scattered, you loser!"

The palm holding the sword was numb from the shock, but Gafan took the initiative to step forward without retreating. Using his waist strength, he violently swung the long sword in his hand from bottom to top.

While leaving new sword marks on the opponent's body, he was also hit by an iron fist on the side of his face and flew away.

However, after just a few rolls in the air, he fell back to the ground without any strength, and then rushed back at high speed with blood from the corner of his mouth.

Under the false canopy.

On the dead earth.

In the different-dimensional space that had turned into a cage, two figures collided desperately and crazily.

The long black sword cut open the divine body that had already been weakened to the limit, soaking the ground with pure black blood.

The armor-covered iron fist continued to produce new bruises and wounds on the mortal body that had reached the limit of human flesh.

Even though his punches were unsystematic and almost relied on instinct and intuition, the terrifying brute force that far exceeded his own still posed a huge life-threatening threat to him.

The energy-absorbing cells throughout the body are working at full capacity, but they have also been weakened to the extreme, and can only barely help absorb a small part of the power.

For the rest, they either relied on force-relieving techniques to reduce the damage, or used the long sword in their hands to block them all.

Amazing dynamic vision captures the trajectory of the punch.

Sharp nerve reflexes drive the body's instincts to respond promptly.

Slash, block, slash, dodge.

There was no magic aura attached to it, just a hard and sharp pitch-black long sword, which was swung out in a sword shadow that filled the sky.

But this did not come from any gorgeous and powerful moves, but simply a slash that reached a certain level.