Don't force me to use my right fist.

However, if it were him, he would definitely not be so idle as to seek out a player with mods to fight.

Who knows what kind of weird mods are waiting for me? You know, even in the original Creative Mode, which is like a god in the game, there are still some strange mods with weapons that can kill you.

This is the outrageous creativity of various mod creators, and it's also what Zuoyou is most interested in and wants to collect right now.

Every drop is like opening a blind box; nobody knows how outrageous the next mod will be.

For example, the mod item called Invincible Needle has basically become one of the things that Zuoyou likes to use the most.

Whether it's Royal Defense or Iaijutsu, the sheer terror of having invincibility during an attack is something you can only truly understand by experiencing it firsthand.

Clearly, the power of jealousy that Shinji Matou possesses cannot help him obtain the abilities of the mod items on Saya.

Or perhaps he needs to specify a target, since even acid needs an object to be acidic.

Sawa didn't believe that even if he acquired this ability, he would necessarily be able to use it effectively. It's like Devil May Cry 5—a game anyone can play, yet some people can complete it flawlessly.

Not everyone possesses the reaction and control abilities of a tentacle monster. With the same skills and mechs, how much of their potential different pilots can realize depends entirely on them.

Clearly, Shinji Matou was not a good pilot.

Zuoyou wasn't about to let him off the hook either. Since the Royal Defense had already caused him to stagger, it would be a waste of his precise counterattacks if he didn't follow up with a combo.

The Crescent Moon Blade flashed a pink light and appeared in Zuoyou's hand. He no longer showed the reluctance he had shown before.

Saya doesn't kill humans, but even Shinji Matou himself said he had long since abandoned his identity as a human.

No wonder Sayu doesn't hold back when he starts fighting.

Without giving Shinji Matou a chance to beg for mercy, or even time to leave his last words, Saya transformed into a blur and caught up with him while he was still in mid-air, not even having time to adjust his landing position.

That terrifying power and speed was wasted. Putting it in the hands of Shen Er was like putting a Black Iron character into a King-level account. No matter how impressive the battle record was, it was just a waste.

Saya didn't even have the idea of ​​showing off his sword skills. This guy was in such a miserable state, completely crushed by him in every way, and even failed to turn the tables. As the saying goes, there is no greater sorrow than a broken heart. Saya felt that if he were in his shoes, he would also wish he were dead.

To be humiliated like this, living is nothing but suffering.

Without any hesitation, Saya's Yuzuki Blade slashed directly at Shinji Matou's body, cutting him in two.

But the familiar sound of being hit that came from Sawa's ears told him that this matter might not be as easy to resolve as he had thought.

This guy's jealousy was even more outrageous than he had imagined. Not only did he completely replicate his physical attributes, but he even copied his injury mechanism.

In other words, if he doesn't find a way to deplete this guy's health bar, then whether he cuts off his head or chops him into pieces, he won't be able to kill him completely.

No one knows better than Saya how resilient he is. It can only be said that even if Shinji Matou wanted to die, it wouldn't be that easy for him.

With a helpless glance at Shinji Matou, who was still glaring at him with intense hatred, Saya silently made the sign of the cross on his chest, as a way of praying for him.

But this seaweed-headed guy seemed to have discovered some secret. After realizing that Saya's attack had not caused him any pain at all, and that he didn't even have the feeling of losing consciousness that he should have, he realized how terrifying his current body's regenerative ability was.

In other words, that attack just now had no effect on him at all.

"Haha, you have no way to kill me. So what if you're stronger than me? As long as you can't kill me, I have plenty of ways to get revenge. You're so powerful that I can't hurt you, but can the people you care about do the same? As long as I live, everyone connected to you will die!"

To be honest, Shinji Matou's personality is truly baffling; when someone becomes so foolish, it's hard not to suspect them.

Fortunately, Saya is one of those people who understands him well; in fact, you could say there are few people in this world who understand him better than him.

Makoto Shin didn't have any ulterior motives. His thoughts were just as he said. He probably simply believed that Saya couldn't kill him, which was why he was so arrogant.

To be precise, he was simply courting death.

And coincidentally, his words did indeed step on Sayu's landmine, giving him an unavoidable predicament.

The reason for killing him.

If it were only a threat to Saiyu alone, Saiyu might find it quite interesting. But once it involves someone he cares about, it's like touching Saiyu's sore spot.

The playful expression that had been on Sawa's face vanished, replaced by a serious look as cold as frost.

Originally, killing him would have only required depleting his hunger and then reducing his health, but now, Sōyu has a better idea.

Since he's so eager to die, he might as well grant his wish.

No one can guarantee that he hasn't copied Minecraft's resurrection mechanism from the past, and Zuoyou doesn't want to see this clown jumping around again.

With a cold expression, Zuoyou opened his input field and skillfully activated the creative mode before directly entering two commands.

[/kill Madong Shinji]

[/ban間峒慎=]

Sawa promised that this time, he would not have another chance to be resurrected.

Chapter 643 The Agreement Was Ahead of Schedule

The arrogant expression on Shinji Matou's face instantly froze, and he stopped moving as if his computer had crashed.

Soon, as if someone had snapped their fingers, he transformed into a stream of data turbulence and vanished in front of Sōyū, leaving not even a trace behind.

Where he had originally stood, only a pile of familiar loot remained; there was nothing else to prove his existence.

He walked expressionlessly to the object, and just as Saya had guessed, it was the aura of jealousy, one of the Seven Deadly Sins.

These things seem to have no other use besides enchanting. Zuo You was thinking that if he had all seven, he might be able to summon a dragon or something, but that was just a joke.

He had actually let this guy go many times. If he hadn't given up his human identity, Sawa would really have been at a loss as to how to deal with him.

Why not be a perfectly normal human being and instead choose to become some kind of monster? Now, this outcome can be described as getting what you asked for.

Just as Sōyu was contemplating whether to use a command to separate himself from this space, a familiar figure tore through the space in front of him and landed directly on him.

"it's over?"

The green-haired loli Yama glanced at the place where Shinji Matou had once existed. Even though Saya had erased all traces of his existence, she could still sense that there had been a battle here.

"Hmm, you've dealt with this a bit late. If you'd waited until he escaped from hell, would you have simply given up on chasing him?"

Saya rarely complained about the girl. He knew that if Shinji Matou really escaped, he would definitely seek revenge on him immediately. If he went to the school festival in his current state, it would be inevitable that some casualties would occur.

This hell is, after all, under this guy's jurisdiction. She should at least take some responsibility, shouldn't she?

"Isn't it you who's stopping me? Besides, I have my own things to do. In this world, no one can be said to be a full-time, all-around person."

As the ruler of Hell, Shiki didn't have the arrogance that only the ultimate rulers possess. Instead, he honestly explained to Saya that he wasn't omnipotent, and then looked him up and down.

"Why are you staring at me like that? We just met, didn't we? Do I have something growing on my face?"

Saya frowned, keenly sensing a hint of scrutiny in Shiki's eyes, as if she were searching for something within him.

"No, judging from your expression, you seem to have already resolved your emotional issues, right?"

Seeing that Sawa no longer had that gloomy and troubled look he had before, Shiki could guess that this kid was indeed the kind of person who did what he said he would do.

Once he figures out what he wants to do, this guy's ability to act is terrifyingly high.

The only thing that can hinder Sawa's actions is that he himself hasn't figured things out. When his mind isn't clear, he will indeed be a bit hesitant and indecisive.

"So you've solved half the problem? Anyway, they haven't completely agreed yet, so things are still uncertain. Since you said you're busy with something, it should be related to updating..."

When the topic turned to relationships, Sawa was instantly frozen in awkward silence. He was completely unprepared for this, and when Shiki asked him about it, he could only give vague and ambiguous answers.

Having said that, he couldn't ask Shiki what the meaning of her look just now was, so he could only steer the conversation toward the New Hell.

Sōyū hadn't forgotten that Ōki had a lot of opinions about Hell Correspondence, and even clearly planned to reopen the barrier between the old and new Hells because of it.

The Enma sword that he had asked Saya to retrieve could only be used in this kind of situation, no matter how he thought about it.

"That's right, I plan to negotiate with the other side in advance. When are you free? Just come with me. You should be able to help me a little."

Shiki had no intention of keeping this secret. Since Saya had already guessed it, she wouldn't hide it from him anymore.

She had strong objections to the messy and utterly nonsensical rules of the new Hell. After all, it was using the name of Hell to commit such unjust acts; where would that leave her, the de facto ruler of Hell, with her dignity?

As for why we had to bring Saya along, it was because having him around would make negotiating with the guys in New Hell much easier.

After all, besides the three-eyed spider Shiro, there are many familiar faces of Saga in the new hell.

In particular, the actual leader of the new hell has a very good relationship with Sawa.

Of course, Sawa himself was unaware of this. He had already promised Shiki that he could go with her, and he naturally wouldn't go back on his promise.

As for when he would have time, Sōyu had no idea what to say.

If he's free, he can always find something to do; but if he's very busy, he's mostly idle.

The trouble will come knocking on your door.

Currently, the only thing he's concerned about is a demon god from another world; as for everything else, it seems he's already dealt with most of it.

Whether it's the Church of Truth or those troublesome oddities, in Sōyū's view, they are no longer a threat.

He even opened a restaurant for the school festival, as if there's really nothing he absolutely has to do right now.

Therefore, after only a slight hesitation, Saya decisively raised his head and answered Shiki's question.

"If you're free, I am right now. Rather than putting it off until tomorrow, how about I come find you after the school festival tonight and we resolve this matter together? What do you think?"

Sōyū slammed his fist into his palm and gave his suggestion.

"Of course, I'll be waiting for you in hell. Remember not to break your promise."

After nodding in agreement, Siji disappeared into this space.

Chapter 644 Is there even a need to chase after this?

After finishing his business here, Saku quickly returned to the kitchen, which had been converted from an abandoned classroom into a restaurant, using the TP command.

Amakawa Tsubasa was still resting to the side, but Kaguya had disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where she had gone.

Yamami returned to her seat from outside. There weren't many customers yet, so there was no need for her to start doing anything.

"Hey, the class's harem king is back! Were you out having another tryst with some beauty?" whl

Yamami, who was chatting with Amakawa Tsubasa, was already used to Saya's sudden appearance and even joked with him casually.

The thought that this guy actually dared to openly admit he wanted all three girls he liked made Hachimami unsure whether to admire his honesty.

Fortunately, she herself didn't have much feeling for Sōyū. Even if he had ten girlfriends, she could easily make fun of him.

This guy's abilities and personality are undeniable, but when it comes to relationships, he's a complete mess—the kind of person who's doomed to ruin anyone who gets involved with him.

"Stop joking with me. Where did Kaguya go? Did anything happen to her after I left?"