The son of the dragon who walks

Chapter 177 Beheading

Ciel's burst of speed not only frightened the white-haired ghost, but also made Ais look shocked.

Even with Aisi's dynamic vision, she couldn't clearly see how Ciel had approached the white-haired ghost just now.

The sense of crisis of death made the white-haired ghost wake up from the shock. He first took a step back to distance himself, and then punched Ciel.

Faced with the white-haired ghost's fist, Ciel even had time to move his cervical vertebrae, and then he stretched out his hand to block it.

Ciel swept his fingers across the white-haired ghost's wrist. The white-haired ghost felt that his entire arm was numb for a moment, unable to exert any force at all.

It seems that even after becoming a monster, his body structure has not changed much. Compared with his body, perhaps his mind has changed more.

But Charles had already kicked up and kicked the white-haired ghost directly in the stomach, sending him flying.

But he didn't fly far, because Ciel raised his hand and grabbed his wrist and pulled him back again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this moment, Ciel was perfectly online and saw how Gojo Satoru defeated the special curse spirit and punched the white-haired ghost three times in a row. The last punch even directly opened a big hole like the mouth of a bowl in the white-haired ghost's stomach.

The white-haired ghost spit out a large mouthful of blood, and then a sinister expression appeared on his face.

The skin and muscles on his arm were torn together, and he actually tore off his own arm to stay away from Ciel.

Ciel dropped the broken arm in his hand and looked at the white-haired ghost who was starting to heal himself but did not continue to pursue it.

The last time he fought with all his strength was against Anphispina, and taking risks on the upper level with Welf didn't even count as moving his body.

The reason why Ciel didn't attack the white-haired ghost and kill him directly was because he wanted to get back the feeling of fighting.

The white-haired ghost's body is strong enough and can repair itself. It can be said to be the most suitable sandbag.

The white-haired ghost looked at Ciel with a fearful expression. He never imagined that the harmless young man who had looked at him before would turn out to be such a terrifying existence after showing his fangs.

"Who are you? Why have I never heard of you?"

This is the question that the white-haired ghost wants to know the most right now. Even Aisi looked at Ciel's back and started waiting for his answer.

Charles said: "Sure enough, you are connected with the outside world!"

"Damn it! You bastard!"

The white-haired ghost didn't expect that he didn't get the answer he wanted, but instead let the other party find out the information.

The shame suppressed by his intelligence made him forget how he was beaten by Ciel just now, and rushed over again.

To be honest, the speed of the white-haired ghost is really not slow. It is an absolute LV6 level, and ordinary adventurers cannot see his movements at all.

Unfortunately, here in the Shire, he is too slow.

Charles took a step forward and accurately intercepted the white-haired ghost, and the two began to fight hand-to-hand.

The white-haired ghost's attack was quite fierce. With his strong body after turning into a monster and his ability to heal himself, he attacked Ciel crazily.

His crazy fighting style, which involves risking injuries for lives, can give him an advantage even if he encounters adventurers of the same level.

It's a pity that his opponent is Ciel. Ciel's martial arts skills are not on the same level as the white-haired ghost.

The white-haired ghost's attacks are quite scattered and not systematic at all, but they are fatally destructive due to their powerful strength and speed.

Compared with him, although he was attacking quickly, Ciel's movements seemed particularly graceful.

Either face to face, or see through the opponent's flaws and intercept the attack. No matter how crazy the white-haired ghost is, he is still perfectly suppressed by Ciel.

Under this kind of suppression, even the white-haired ghost who had been transformed into a monster felt a sense of despair.

In contrast, Ciel felt that his body was heating up. It was not just a physiological reaction after exercise, but also Ciel's fighting feeling gradually awakened from his deep sleep.

As Ciel's hands grew hotter, the suppression of the white-haired ghost became even more terrifying.

Aisi, who was watching, couldn't help but said: "That's amazing!"

The improvement of the strength of Orario's adventurers mainly relies on God's favor, and the enhancement of attribute values, magic, skills, development abilities, etc. is the main direction.

As for martial arts, generally speaking, they are skills developed by adventurers through accumulated experience in fighting monsters.

This technique is practical and powerful, but Ais could feel that what Ciel showed was something completely different.

That only appeared in the man in Ais's memory, the last hero, the mercenary king Albert Wallenstein.

"You monster!"

The white-haired ghost roared and punched him with all his strength. Ciel also punched him, and his two fists collided together in mid-air.

The powerful air wave generated by the impact of the fist lifted up Ciel's cloak, but the white-haired ghost's fist had been twisted into a ball, and all the bones of the arm were broken.

Charles curled his lips and said, "I just don't want you to be called monsters!"

Being called a monster by someone who turned into a monster really made Ciel feel a little complicated, but he just thought that the person was complimenting him.

In return, Ciel decided to give him a happy treat.

Sensing Ciel's murderous intent, the white-haired ghost's eyes also turned red.

"No, I can't die yet! I haven't fulfilled her wish yet! Stop him quickly!"

The order from the white-haired ghost was naturally not for Ciel or Ais, but for the piranha who had climbed to this level just now.

Those piranha flowers began to attack Ciel crazily, and the white-haired ghost turned around and tried to escape.

Ais only saw a red shadow flying out of Ciel's body, passing directly through the piranha and blocking the white-haired ghost.

The white-haired ghost was about to jump down the hole, but found that his eyes were blocked by a huge object.

"roar!!!"

Fall, who had regained his body of more than ten meters, roared at the white-haired ghost, and the high-temperature flames on his body caused his hair to begin to curl.

The white-haired ghost did not think that the majestic and majestic creature in front of him was the same monster as the flying dragon.

Looking at the flame in Far's mouth, the white-haired ghost knew that even if he moved his fingers, the flame would be released and turn him into ashes.

boom!

The white-haired ghost felt the heat wave behind him, but he didn't dare to look back at all. Of course, he didn't see the piranha flowers turning to ashes in the Ciel's flames.

"Who...are you?"

The white-haired ghost's voice began to tremble, filled with uncontrollable fear.

"Just a passing blacksmith!"

Those were the last words the white-haired ghost heard in his life, and the last sight he saw was the flames spurting from Far's mouth.

The cold is not cured, please forgive me if the quality is not good enough!

(End of chapter)