The Black Knight from the Blue Planet

Hardy saw hostility in the other party's eyes.

This is normal, Aya is very beautiful, Hardy is very handsome, but the Constan in front of me is just average-looking.

In the eyes of young people, if a handsome guy appears next to the woman they like, it is a very dangerous sign.

Hardy pursed his lips slightly and said, "I am her teacher."

"Are you her teacher?" Constant snorted: "You have ulterior motives for being her teacher, right?"

Hardy nodded: "That's right."

Hardy does have an ulterior motive. He wants to cultivate Aya into a goddess. After all, the future Aya will be friends with him.

And the relationship between the two is quite ambiguous.

As soon as he heard this, Constant stood up immediately and looked at Hadi angrily: "You actually admitted it, please leave Lord Aya, otherwise there will be no need to discuss anything else between us. "

Hardy also stood up and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Constant, I am not here to see you, but I want to meet your father, the real lord of this city."

Constant was originally furious, but when he heard that Hadi wanted to see his father, he calmed down first, and looked at Hadi with a subtle expression: "Father is not feeling well, and he will not meet guests for the next few days."

"What if I want to see him?" Hardy laughed.

"You are very rude." Constan's eyes already had murderous intent.

This is not to say that Hardy is too tough and lacks quality, but he knows from Refat that the person who actually threw them into the pool and made their group of people grow "wart strips" was not the lord Shahu. -Tatud.

But it was the young man in front of him, Constant Tatud.

But in the eyes of the common people, there was no difference between the lord and his son.

Constant shouted to the outside: "Come here, grab this thorn for me..."

But in the middle of his words, he suddenly saw Hardy coming to him as if he was teleporting.

Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck.

Hardy was already a legendary powerhouse at this time, and the opponent looked like an ordinary human youth, not a professional.

But Hardy's outstretched hand did not catch the other party.

Constant took a few steps back instantly and avoided Hardy's right hand.

The expressions of both sides were condensed, and then the two of them drew their swords almost at the same time.

Hardy's sword was drawn from the system backpack, while Constant's sword was condensed with magic.

It is obviously an elemental sword, but it has a physical form.

The swords of both sides clashed, and then Constant took two steps back, his eyes filled with an incredible expression.

Taking advantage of the opponent's flaw, the long sword in Hardy's hand seemed to have suddenly grown in length, slashing directly towards Constan's belly from top to bottom.

However, the other party's reaction was indeed fast enough, and he took two steps back to avoid it.

Hardy looked at the other party in surprise, then casually held a sword flower in his hand, and while approaching the other party, he said: "It's amazing, you actually dodged past, you are not an ordinary person."

"Who are you!" Constant looked at Hardy: "A member of the Lida family?"

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for humans to be so strong. Constant knew the origin of his strength, but Hardy was obviously stronger than him, which was very abnormal.

In his opinion, among humanoid creatures, only the Rida royal family had such terrifying strength.

"No." Hardy held the sword and looked at the roof: "I felt another force similar to yours. Your father should be on the second floor above."

Constant looked at Hadi with a gloomy face: "What do you mean? Has our Tatoud family offended you in any way?"

"Yesterday, I met a man outside. He had some strange strips of meat on his belly." Hardy said with a smile: "I was very curious, so I asked him what it was about, and he said...it's you. After throwing him into a black pool, he came out like this."

Constant's face became more and more gloomy.

"Then you let them go and let them wander around the city." Hardy said while examining the other person's expression: "You seem to want to destroy this city and this territory, right?"

Constant said nothing.

Hardy held the long sword and took two steps forward.

At this time Constant finally spoke: "What do you know? You know nothing."

Hardy raised his head slightly.

At this time, Constant began to use his left hand that was not holding the sword to unbutton his clothes, leaving his upper body exposed.

He also has a large number of 'wart strips' on his body, more and longer than Refat.

Also thinner.

Like a shredded ginseng tree.

"That's disgusting." Hardy said with a disgusted expression.

"So what do you know?" Constant said in a condescending tone: "This is the power of the gods, this is the gift of the gods. From now on, we will be higher-level creatures, and we can have better potential. A longer life, from now on, disease will not be with us, weakness will become a thing of the past, and we humans can compete with powerful higher species, which is a great thing. "

Hardy smiled, his face full of sarcasm: "Can this kind of appearance of being inhuman or ghost be considered evolution?"

"This is the price." Constant roared angrily, and all the warts on his body stood up, looking very disgusting: "So, you can join us."

He rushed directly towards Hedi.

The two sides fought together again.

Although the opponent has anger as food, it is still very weak compared to the legendary Hardy.

In human form, Hardy does not need to use 60% of his strength to suppress the opponent.

Constant felt that his body was full of strength, but he had no way to deal with Hardy.

Not only was he beaten back step by step, but there was not even a sweat on the opponent's forehead.

"How is this possible? Why are you so strong? Humans should not be so strong."

Hadi did not speak. While the opponent was talking, he shook his long sword and opened a hole in Constant's chest.

Several "warts" were cut to the ground, and then like earthworms, they twisted and twisted on the floor.

"Ah!"

Constant touched the wound and retreated again and again.

The wound was not actually painful, but the broken warts on the wound were very painful.

It made him sweat coldly.

Hardy glanced at the warts twisting on the ground and said, "In terms of the average level of human beings now, you are indeed very powerful, but what you did is too evil and disgusting."

You plan to sacrifice hundreds of thousands of people in a city to please the evil god.

This behavior is not too much to be tortured a hundred times.

Constant's forehead was still sweating, and the wound was no longer so painful, but he also found something wrong.

The warts on his body began to dance, very neatly and rhythmically. The scene was strangely like a sacrificial ritual of some intelligent creature.

"What is this...?" Constant looked at the warts shaking on his body, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.

"You are probably going to die." Hardy looked at the other party with a gloating expression. (End of this chapter)