You call this a black hand?

The living room is very quiet, and heating facilities have been installed because the wife's constitution cannot bear the cold.

The dark metal pipes penetrated deep into the wall and were connected to the invisible boiler. Waves of hot air spread from there, making the face of the blond lady sitting on the sofa become even more rosy.

She was only wearing a thin black nightgown with a silk hem that reached her calf. Her bare feet were stepping on the soft plush carpet. When she was meditating, she would occasionally wiggle her healthy-colored white toes, which were delicate and delicate.

The curves are proportional and look a bit naughty.

But this was obviously a subconscious action on her part, because the expression on Madam's face at this time was not very pretty at all.

The reason is the Holy Spirit.

The two of them had waited for a long time before the figure of the Holy Spirit reappeared in the wall mirror. However, when he appeared, she only said that he had not found anyone.

But this is obviously not true.

Because the Holy Spirit's face was also very bad after he came back.

She must have discovered something.

Even if no one is found, there must be some clues.

And what this clue points to is unlikely to be a good thing.

In other words, it is not a good thing for the Holy Spirit.

It's a pity that she obviously didn't want to say more.

After being asked too many questions, she even changed the subject and brought up the matter of going to the trial space.

Mellen did not refuse.

He had no further clues about the mysterious woman for the time being, so he planned to enter the world of the two female savages again at night, and then have a detailed exchange.

But apart from this, going to the trial space is equally important——

Before saying that, Mellen could still suspect that some potential enemies could transcend the limitations of the times. It was the Holy Spirit who was being alarmist.

But now, the existence of the mysterious woman has confirmed this.

So he eagerly wanted to know how powerful this kind of existence was.

"The most important thing is actually immortality."

After making a decision, a group of "three people" came to an empty building hall deep in the campus.

The lady took Mellen's arm and walked towards a circle of chairs at the edge of the hall, while the voice of the Holy Spirit sounded in Mellen's ears.

"Human saints like you can be said to have reached the pinnacle of the current era in the field of combat, but they still cannot escape the limitations of death."

"But if there is the cooperation of the spring water from the spring of heaven, even if the body is broken into powder and only a strand of soul is left, it can be quickly restored to its full state."

"In this way, no matter how clever the attack method is, it will be useless."

While they were talking, the two of them were already sitting on chairs. After a moment of trance, Meren found himself at the top of a mountain shrouded in mist.

The voice of the Holy Spirit disappeared, but a deafening sound of fighting came from the bottom of the mountain.

Looking down, dense black spots came into view.

It was a battlefield, filled with smoke and dead bodies everywhere.

However, the two warring parties are extremely special.

One of them seemed to be just an ordinary soldier, with sabers and firearms in his hands, but the other was a "red dot" clearly distinguished from the large black dots.

Upon closer observation, Mellen discovered that the red dot was actually a person soaked in blood, and that the fighting on the battlefield was actually more like howling in terror and yelling on the verge of collapse.

A large number of black dots are scrambling to escape or resist desperately, while the red dots are alone, but as powerful as a wolf among sheep.

"There is nothing to worry about in this battle."

Next to her was Mrs. Chelsea, and the voice of the Holy Spirit sounded from her body, "It was just a one-sided massacre."

"Who is that red dot?"

Mellen asked sideways.

"The name is Clemans."

The other party replied, "He is a member of the Lord of the Dawn. He was originally a Holy Spirit, but after the Lord of the Dawn became a blasphemer, he fell to hell. He was also a strong contender for the throne of the Demon King back then, but unfortunately he was not good at using his brain.

It ultimately failed miserably.”

"He is a Holy Spirit who is good at melee combat. His methods are relatively simple, but he is suitable as your first opponent."

Mellen nodded after hearing this.

The simulation of the trial space is very wonderful, and it can re-present some things that have happened in various parts of the world. Judging from the soldiers' portable weapons, this war should not have happened far away, or even a few days ago.

But Mellen didn't care about this, and he didn't ask how the Holy Spirit knew about this war.

As he turned his wrist, he had already held the sword that Guderian had given him.

Then Meren's mind moved, and his figure instantly disappeared from its original position.

In the battlefield below, a tall figure covered in blood was holding a double-headed ax and slashing wildly, laughing ferociously while slashing, the sound was deafening, as if this was some interesting entertainment activity.

However, in the next moment, a flash of sword light flashed, and his bloody, crazy head suddenly detached from his thick neck and flew upwards over the battlefield with inertia!

The surrounding soldiers who were fleeing in panic were stunned when they saw this, and then suddenly let out a burst of excited cheers. When they looked at the sword-wielder who had appeared inexplicably behind the tall figure, they were as excited as if they had seen friendly troops.

However, what happened next shocked the soldiers who had just breathed a sigh of relief again.

Because that seemingly handsome and tall figure full of heroic temperament, after cutting off the enemy's head, he raised his sword again without stopping, and slashed horizontally and vertically at the tall body that had lost his head!

The chaotic and fast silver sword light was like a high-speed meat grinder. After bursts of buzzing sounds, the originally complete headless figure suddenly turned into a large pile of minced meat, with blood scattered on the ground!

This scene was even more cruel than the massacre that had just occurred, and the surrounding soldiers began to flee in panic again.

However, what they didn't notice was that when the tall figure was chopped into pieces, bones and flesh sprouts quickly sprang out from the fracture of the head that was thrown into the air by the force of the chop.

In just a few breaths, a complete human body is reconstructed!

"you wanna die!"

The simulation of the trial space was quite wonderful. The man who was suddenly attacked looked like a real person. He became furious when he saw his corpse cut into pieces.

So he disappeared in an instant while he was still in mid-air. When he reappeared, he had arrived at the scene of the bloody dismemberment. His expression was violent, and his raised fists had unique energy attached to them, causing the surrounding air to twist!

In a flash, his fist hit the sword holder.

It's a pity that he was a step too late. Although the strong destructive force stirred the sword holder into pieces, the light and broken appearance only proved that it was just an afterimage.

The real sword holder had appeared inexplicably behind his head, and at the same time, the sharp sword in his hand cut across without hesitation!

The scene just now happened again.

Ghost Dance is a very special hunter skill. It does not bring Melen much speed, but it always allows him to be one step ahead of the enemy.

Relying on this in the beginning, he suppressed the God-Slayer Guderian to the point where he had no backhand power and was completely unable to use any of his abilities.

It's a pity that this tall figure named Klimans is not Guderian.

Seeing that he had been dismembered again, and that the enemy had already targeted his head in mid-air, the angry expression on the big man's face had become extremely twisted, and his broken limbs and pieces of flesh scattered on the ground actually grew at the same time.

A lot of granules are produced!

Then, under Meren's astonished gaze, it evolved into dozens of Krimans!