I seem to be an evil god

"die…"

The long sword glowing with silver light struck Liu Dao's arm, which was already covered with clay armor. The blade struck between the gaps in the armor, causing a cloud of dark yellow dust to float up.

"How is this possible? Did I see it wrong?"

"This must be fake. The other party must be a professional who is proficient in illusion. This must be..."

The exclamations from the other demon hunters made Burwell come to his senses. He stared blankly as his long knife was stuck on the opponent's arm. The smiling expression on Liu Dao's face looked so hateful, which made Burwell stunned. Will felt an uncontrollable rage.

"Why are you laughing? Why can you laugh? Why can you block my attack?"

Liu Dao showed a smile that didn't want to be beaten, and tried to shake the arm holding the blade. When he found that he couldn't move, he showed a regretful expression.

He threw back his other hand and bowed his body slightly, like a magician who had performed well.

"I'm sorry that I can't give you the full salute, but I still sincerely thank you for cooperating with my performance."

The moment Liu Dao spoke, Burwell suddenly felt an incomparable terror, as if someone was holding a knife on his neck. This was an instinctive warning from his body at the last moment of his life.

"No, I'm in danger, I want to..."

"boom!"

At the moment when Burwell was frightened by the sense of fatal threat, at the moment when Liu Dao jammed the long knife with the thick rock armor, two thick and broad figures flashed out from the side, one of them clenched his fist, and his body was gleaming with steel. In the brilliance, a person waved his claws, and his five fingers were wrapped around the distortion of flesh and blood.

A fist and a claw, a warrior made of steel, a hunter with swollen flesh and blood, these two people charge at extremely fast speeds and strike with deadly gestures!

"No! Show mercy!"

Wayne shouted at the top of his lungs, but Liu Dao just kept smiling and bowing.

“At the end of the show, that’s when the magician collects his fee.”

Click! Click! Click!

The silvery long knife was broken into three pieces, one of which remained on Liu Dao's arm, one fell down and disappeared into the dust, and the other was used by Burwell as a last weapon.

"I am Burwell, the sword master of the Demon Hunter Guild. How could I die here!"

Burwell roared angrily, and he rushed towards the old Viscount brandishing his broken sword, seemingly trying to escape from the clumsy old Viscount.

Boom boom.

The sound of the blade colliding with the steel skin came, and the long and sharp broken blade pierced into the muscle. In a normal battle, this would be a chance to win, but at this moment, Burwell's life was ruined.

Taking advantage of the time when the blade of the blade was stuck in the muscle, the old Viscount swung a steel fist fiercely. Burwell tried hard to pull the knife out, but had to face a struggling choice:

Should he give up his sword and escape, or should he accept the old Viscount's punch?

"I am a swordsman, and my weapon is my life..."

"Chi!"

Dark red claws pierced out of Bobel's chest. He felt that his heartbeat was slowly slowing down and his blood was gushing out like a fountain.

"You think you can kill me like this! I still want to fight..."

"Tum."

The dull steel punch hit his face, and Burwell's head twisted violently. The teeth on the left side instantly shattered, and a few strands of dark red blood flowed from the top of his head, blurring his eyes.

At this moment, all the demon hunters were in shock. Burwell's embarrassed figure frightened them both physically and mentally. The secret trump card of the Demon Hunter Guild, a veteran strongman who had reached the master level, was dying in front of them. Who could not be afraid? Dare not be afraid.

And Liu Dao's deliberate and funny acting style, and his vicious and crazy killing methods, all foreshadow a criminal who has become famous: the clown.

"You are not Master Death's apprentice, you are Master Death."

Wayne looked at Liu Dao blankly, and she remembered Kate's advice: Don't provoke Gaia Slanka, that is a terrible person.

I didn't expect that you were right, my sister, Gaia is indeed a terrifying figure, a demon so terrifying that it makes everyone despair.

Burwell knelt on the ground, his white robe dyed red with blood, and he held the broken long knife tightly in his hand. The eyes of this arrogant master were broken, and the arm holding the handle of the knife kept shaking. At this time, he His vision was blurry, and the old Viscount's heavy punch had already made him dizzy.

I can't die yet, I want to kill this terrible person, and I can't let the glory of the Demon Hunting Guild fail in my hands!

"rush!"

Burwell jumped up fiercely, and the long knife that had become a broken blade was pushed back into the scabbard. He rushed out like a spear, just to get close to Liu Dao and swing it at a close distance. A killing blow.

"Ouch." "Chi."

The old Viscount's fist hit his shoulder, but it only made his body tilt. Pather held out his claws at the side, but the severe pain made his eyes more determined.

"Rush over, just get a little closer..."

"Boom."

The stone pillar rising into the sky cut off Burwell's hope. The thick stone pillar knocked his body backwards, and Liu Dao's figure was already in the blind spot of his vision.

When he knew that he was going to die, Burwell made his last struggle. Even if his body was extremely weak, even if he was wielding a broken blade, and even if he couldn't see Liu Dao's location at all, he would still fight hard. Swing out a decisive blow.

"Hedge...Ultimate Shadow Blade Technique!"

A colorless sword light slashed out, cutting off the thick stone pillars made by the Earthly Dragon, and cutting off the attack light and shadow of Passer and the old Viscount. This shadowy sword light was like a ghost, and no defense could stop his pace. .

Chi.

A small section of the short hair on Liu Dao's forehead was cut off, followed by the wall of the Demon Hunter Guild behind him. The already engraved defensive formations and hard high-grade stone did not block the light, allowing this shadow to cut off most of the second floor of the guild. wall.

Rumble.

The broken bricks and soil poured down, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust at the entrance of the guild. Liu Dao smiled and touched his hair, showing a proud smile in the smoke and dust.

"Looks like I got lucky today."

Burwell was lying on his back on the ground. The sky in Lion City was gloomy. This was the aftermath caused by the wind professionals blowing away the fog. It is estimated that there will be a heavy rain soon to wash this majestic city.

This gloomy weather is like a dark prophecy, indicating that darkness is blocking justice in this city.

"Let Nazha consider these troubles. I have tried my best..."

Burwell thought drowsily, and then his vision went dark, and all his thoughts fell silent.

"Keep our new friends, this is the best reward for our performance from our guests."

Liu Dao commanded Operation Ground Dragon, and Burwell's body slowly sank into the ground. He then turned to look at Wayne, who looked desperate, and said with a smile:

"Let's continue the topic we just had. Please, dear Miss Deputy Director, hand over Tucci. I have some questions that I need him to answer."