"It seems it's over over there."

Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze and looked at the Dead Apostle in front of him.

"Then you're almost ready to die!"

"I'm not that easy for you to kill, Magician!"

However, even though the beasts he summoned were being crushed by the undead army, Nero's expression remained unwavering. He was not Nero, or rather, he was not just Nero, there were 666 beasts in his body.

The collection of animals together formed the existence of the Dead Apostle named Nero Kaos. Even if those beasts were killed, they only returned to his body, rather than being killed in the true sense.

It was precisely because of this that he had the confidence to face the Scourge Legion in front of him.

But the problem is...

"I'm not a magician."

Fang Zheng raised Frostmourne in her hand, and bright red flames burned from her body.

"I am a righteous magical girl with red ponytail. I am very different from the magician you call me!"

As he spoke, Fang Zheng raised his right hand and pointed it at the sky.

"Pillar of Phantom Fire!"

As Fang Zheng spoke, a beam of light shot straight into the sky and disappeared into the clouds. Seeing this scene, Nero couldn't help but be stunned, but before he could think clearly, suddenly, flames shot straight down from the clouds, blasting straight away.

On Nero's body.

"Ooohhhhhhhh!!"

Along with the painful groan, Nero's expression finally changed.

"What is this...what is this? No, the body cannot move..."

"Don't even think about getting rid of it, even Qingzi can't get rid of it! Come on!"

The hot bright red flames rolled over Frostmourne. Then, Fang Zheng raised the 40-meter flaming sword in his hand high. At the same time, the propeller behind him burst out with dazzling light, pushing the petite

The body seemed to charge forward like lightning.

"Hot Explosive Slash!!"

The fire flashed past.

The sharp sword blade pierced Nero's body and nailed him to the ground. Looking at the scene in front of him, Nero initially showed a sarcastic smile. Burning vampires with flames might be beneficial to those low-level mortals.

It is effective, but unfortunately, he is a twenty-seventh ancestor level existence, so he will not be like this...

"You, what did you do!?"

However, just when Nero was about to use the 666 beast in his body, he discovered the problem.

The biting chill penetrated into every corner of his body, and the cold air that was opposite to the burning flame was freezing his soul mercilessly.

"What is this? Is this a magic sword from the Gods? Why do you have such a thing... Wow...!!"

At this moment, Nero was completely speechless. He was now in the gap between ice and fire. The hot first fire burned his body, gradually turning the body made of chaos into firewood.

At the same time, Frostmourne's chill froze his soul, extracting, stripping, and mercilessly absorbing his soul into the blade.

Flames emerged from Nero's mouth and eye sockets. His body melted like a wax statue, and his soul was forcibly separated from the burning body with wails and screams, and then penetrated into the cold ice of Frostmourne.

In the edge of the sword.

In less than five seconds, the previously high-spirited Death Apostle had completely disappeared from this world.

"You say you are a Dead Apostle, but that's all you have."

Fang Zheng drew out his long sword and flicked it casually. The next moment, the howling cold wind and ice fields disappeared, and the warm and soft hotel lobby appeared in front of them again.

"Miss Xiaohong..."

"Well done, Akiha."

Facing Qiu Ye who came to him, Fang Zheng smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Okay, now we should go take a look... Oops, something seems wrong!"

After saying this, Fang Zheng's expression suddenly changed, so he discovered that just now, Elquitt's life breath seemed to have disappeared?!

"let's go!"

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng no longer hesitated, grabbed Qiu Ye's hand, and then with a flash of light, the two of them disappeared into the air.

Then, the light flashed again, and this time they appeared in a deserted park.

However, there are more troublesome things here.

"Wow...it's so miserable."

Seeing this scene in front of him, Fang Zheng couldn't help but gasped, and Qiuye instinctively covered his mouth.

the reason is simple.

Because in front of them, on the ground of the park, Arquette, who had been separated from them just now, had turned into a corpse.

Strictly speaking, body parts.

Her body was cut and separated. Her arms, palms, elbows, waist, chest, shoulders, and neck made her whole body look like parts that had been forcibly disassembled and scattered all over the floor.

"This is……………"

"He actually got killed?"

Fang Zheng scratched his head. Frankly speaking, this was beyond her expectation. Originally, Elquette looked confident, and besides, she was also Alter Luqi’s sister. Fang Zheng felt that she should not

Problem. But...well, now it looks like I screwed up.

"Miss Xiaohong, Miss Arquette..."

"etc."

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to block Qiu Ye, and then looked at the corpse in front of him again.

Immediately afterwards, an unbelievable scene happened.

I saw that the originally chopped body and the blood flowing on the ground began to turn back as if time was going back. Gradually, the originally cut parts were put back together again, while Qiuye stood there blankly.

, looking at this unbelievable scene.

After a while, Arquette, who had been cut into pieces, recovered again. Then she groaned and turned over.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

Fang Zheng knelt down and patted her face.

"Oh...it's okay..."

Arquette looked like he had low blood pressure and couldn't get out of bed in the morning. He narrowed his eyes and waved his hand, while Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, took it out of his pocket, and then took out a bag of blood.

"Would you like to drink this?"

"What's this?"

"Blood, but it's not fresh. It was obtained from the blood bank. It has been refrigerated. It should taste good when it is cold. Do you want a sip?"

"………………"

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Erquette's expression suddenly became much more complicated. She stared at the blood bag for a moment, and then turned her head.

"No, I'm not interested."

"Yeah, forget it then."

Fang Zheng put the blood bag away again. He originally thought that Erquette was suffering from a lack of blood, but now it seemed that was not the case.

"By the way, what's going on with you? I thought you could handle it easily."

"It was a mistake. I didn't expect that guy to get such a tricky thing... I underestimated him a little bit."

While whispering, Erquette sat up and looked at the tattered clothes on his body - so Fang Zheng took out another piece of clothing.

"Let's talk after you change your clothes."

It wasn't until he returned to the hotel room that Arquette explained the situation.

"What I am tracking is an ancient Dead Apostle. In fact, I have killed him seventeen times in a row..."

"You haven't killed him seventeen times in a row? What a fate."

"No."

However, faced with Fang Zheng's ridicule, Erquette shook his head.

"In fact, I killed him every time, but he has a unique reincarnation technique... Do you understand what I mean? Even if he dies this time, his soul will be transferred to another person.

, resurrect..."

"Oh I got it………"

Fang Zheng still understood the principle of reincarnation, so she nodded and raised her own questions.

"So? Why did you capsize this time?"
To be continued...