The blond young man stretched out his right hand and raised the dark hat on his head, squinting his eyes slightly and looking around.

"It's such a typical cult thaumaturgic architecture. I thought that this standard form of cult architecture can only appear in academic journals and books, but I didn't expect that it can also be seen in reality. There is a place between two lines,

The embodiment of symbolism, the distortion of the aura of reality, this is a true twisted cult, I remember that the twisted entity raised by this kind of building is called - [The Evil of Cutting the Waist]."

"What they like most is to cut off the waist of living creatures, whether they are humans or other animals. No wonder they haven't seen any stray cats or dogs, not even a mouse. This damn place can still be rented out to people.

.”

"This lock is still old-fashioned. Well, I haven't tried the old skills for a while. It's just enough to get over the addiction."

Xia Xiu murmured and stretched out his hand, turning it into two wires through [Private Customization], and started his nostalgic journey.

And just as the blond young man was muttering to himself, a strange bright red figure crawled out from the shadow of the building behind the young man. It was a monster wearing a black and red armor, with a cape dotted with blood red.

The symbol, the black and red helmet is a pair of red eyes, and his eyes reveal ruthless killing intent and bloodlust.

He was holding a huge soul-destroying blade, with a red light flashing on the blade. He crawled out from the shadows, holding the blade in his hand and staring at the waist of the blond young man.

The monster's fingers holding the knife tightly clasped the handle, swinging the blade towards its prey with greed and cruelty.

Qiang——

The broken blade rotated 360 degrees and fell to the ground. The monster's bloody eyes under the black-red helmet looked at this scene with a dull expression. In front of him, a purple-gold shadow slowly retracted and swung out.

The right hand of the purple-gold phantom clenched fist exuded ripples that distorted the space.

There were waves of low humming sounds coming from the ripples in the space.

"Everything·Vector Authority——"

"Vector cutting!"

Out of instinct, the black-red monster, who was not very bright, made a threatening cry at [Sisyphus] in front of him, trying to scare the prey as usual. He did not notice that the right fist of [Sisyphus] was on

The ripples in space are beginning to gain an irresistible force, and the surrounding kinetic energy is beginning to move in the same direction.

"Hiss~hiss..."

"Everything·Vector Authority——"

"Gravity pull!"

call out--

The black-red monster only felt an irresistible gravitational pull pulling him forward, and his entire body turned into an afterimage and flew towards [Sisyphus]'s raised right fist.

Bang!!!!

"Vector Control·Reunification!"

The huge fist touched the monster's hard helmet, and then, with a "bang", the monster's entire head was directly blasted into debris and ashes.

Boom——

There was a huge roar in the alley, and huge air waves surged in all directions.

Everything happened in an instant. After blasting the monster into pieces, [Sisyphus] hid in Xia Xiu's body, and he continued to pick the lock of the door in front of him without looking back.
Chapter completed!