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crashed down.

"Ah."

Fujimiya Makoto seemed a little surprised and raised his eyebrows:

"...really decisive."

Metalu straightened up, and the broken armor fell to the ground piece by piece along her skin, making a clanging sound.

However, behind the girl, two giant wings of spiritual light suddenly ignited with a whistling sound.

Like an angel descending to earth, it completely illuminates the dark church.

"I want to... survive."

Chapter 156 From today on, your name is Mei

What faith, companionship, friendship...

All lies!

The only real thing is to survive.

Only the strongest person can decide the life and death of others.

Just like how Yhwach once decided her life and death with a single word.

Just like the man standing in front of her today.

Metalu's slender fingertips touched the ground, supporting her heavy body, whose entire internal skeleton was made of metal, and she stood up. The pair of burning spirit wings behind her danced fiercely, stirring up a wild wind and sweeping up the gravel on the ground.

The ghostly fire surrounding the entire church burned one section after another, and even the flames swayed in the howling wind, but it did not speed up or slow down at all.

At this time, Metalu was standing in the same place, her figure was much taller than before.

She is graceful and elegant, with various shapes and styles.

Compared with the previous flat-panel brain, it is completely two different creatures.

However, her eyes as she looked at Fujimiya Makoto were like burning fire, and her steps were slightly shaky.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her calmly, smiling and asking:

"Aren't you going to attack?"

The moment the words fell, the spirit wings behind Metalu suddenly froze.

fan.

The ground beneath the blonde beauty's feet seemed to have been gnawed off by some invisible creature in an instant, and large pieces of bricks and the ground behind her flew up along with dust, forming a large cloud of dust.

Supported by this enormous reaction force, Metalu's figure burst out at an astonishing and terrifying speed. The wings of the spirit behind her were almost pulled into a streak of light that skimmed along the ground at high speed, breaking through all obstacles in front of her. In her hand extended a charming long sword made of metal, faintly emitting a blood-red color.

His body was surrounded by a strange and radiating electric current, which was incredibly fast.

collide.

"boom--"

At the ultra-high speed pushed to the limit, the power is also increased to an unimaginable level.

Fujimiya Makoto raised his purification technique and took the blow head-on.

He originally had a somewhat frivolous look on his face, but suddenly he became serious, his eyes filled with surprise as if he had encountered some unexpected treasure.

The straw sandals under his feet broke apart, and the ground behind him boiled and collapsed under the horrific impact. The entire church outside the point where the two men wrestled was twisted into a mess by this destructive force.

Pick! Metal!

The two abilities are mixed in one individual, and the power unleashed can be described as 1+1>2.

but......

Fujimiya Makoto couldn't help but smile excitedly. His eyes met the girl's cold and murderous gaze across the clashing swords, and he whispered:

"This is so decent!"

Metalu's pupils subconsciously contracted.

Before the girl could react, she felt the force coming from the blade in her hand suddenly increase, pressing down on her light wings behind her so hard that they could not stop flapping.

Suddenly, the blade in Fujimiya Makoto's hand deflected and slashed upwards.

Metal's entire body was struck and lifted up.

Fujimiya Makoto used the force to spin around, and as the fiery white airflow swirled around, he suddenly kicked the girl in the abdomen, kicking her and the knife away for dozens of meters.

"Speed, faster than before?!"

This thought suddenly emerged in Metallu's brain, which was almost wrapped in pure murderous intent.

Immediately afterwards, an idea emerged in her mind, causing her heart to start beating wildly.

Before the girl's body hit the wall, Fujimiya Makoto's footsteps had already stepped on the ground. The spiritual power that burst out stepped on the floor tiles, and in the blink of an eye, spider-web-like fine cracks burst out.

His figure had already appeared beside the flying girl.

Metalu's pupils contracted greatly, and her gaze shifted with difficulty to follow Fujimiya Makoto who appeared beside her.

But he only caught a glimpse of the malicious smile on the young man's face.

The big hand grasped her cheek tightly.

"Rumble--"

The two men stood up and slid on the ground for dozens of meters, leaving a long gully on the ground.

Until finally, Metal flapped her wings violently, broke free from Fujimiya Makoto's big hands and escaped.

Although the power of 'selection' prevented her from receiving any harm, the feeling of failure was still unbearable.

Dozens of metal weapons emerged from her body like hedgehogs, flying towards Fujimiya Makoto.

His figure rushed forward at an even faster speed, staggered with the trajectory of the flying weapon, and circled around the opponent close to the ground. As a long sword emerged from his hand again, the power of "selection" flowed out along the blade without hesitation.

Fujimiya Makoto swung his sword to cut off the weapon in front of him, and caught a glimpse of Metalu's movements in his peripheral vision. He reached out and snatched a flying hammer from the air, and swung it down towards the girl without mercy, at a speed that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

Ometalu stared at the metal hammer, the platinum light in his pupils was so bright that it almost burned, and he faced it head-on without dodging, taking it with his head.

The blade in his hand crossed with it and pointed straight at Fujimiya Makoto's neck.

A life for a life.

This unexpected judgment obviously exceeded Fujimiya Makoto's expectations.

However, he did not stop his movements.

"Zheng!"

Metalu's body fell deep into the ground, leaving a sunken hole like the landing point of a meteorite, and the earth shook.

However, Fujimiya Makoto was not at all proud.

He stretched out his fingertips and wiped the side of his cheek.

There, a shallow wound was left.

A little blood spilled.

The hammer in his hand had been twisted into a fragile knot under the control of the "metal" power before it fell on Metal's head.

Almost the moment it hit, it turned into powder like flying ash.

The reason why she was in such deep trouble now was entirely because of Fujimiya Makoto's additional punch.

"That's really nice, Ms. Metal."

There was a hint of sigh in Fujimiya Makoto's tone: "I recognize your qualifications as a slave."

"Wow..."

Metalu struggled to support her body and half-knelt in the pit.

The look he gave Fujimiya Makoto was almost blank.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, I heard the girl murmur, "You... weren't able to dodge all the attacks because of 'lies' at all."

"Yes."

"But wouldn't it be too cruel to tell you the truth just like that?"

Fujimiya Makoto's smile was still so warm, hanging on that handsome face with a unique youthful air, looking particularly gentle.

"Because of that strange ability, I can't kill you."

"Because of the huge gap in strength, you can't even hit me once."

"If you had known this fact earlier, you would have turned around and ran away, right?"

He walked forward slowly, his smile as fake as a mask: "After all, La Ai died a long time ago."

"You said...how come her ability still works?"

Metalu seemed stunned, staring at him intently.

"Ever since you were trapped in this hopeless situation, you've been deceiving yourselves, right?"

“But now things have taken a turn for the better.”

As Fujimiya Makoto spoke, he stood in front of the pit, extended his blood-stained fingertip towards Metalu, and said gently:

"look."

"—You hurt me."

There was an almost absurd look in Metal's eyes as she looked at Fujimiya Makoto.

"you this......"

"madman!"

The moment the words fell, Metalu shot towards the man who was within reach like an arrow, and an astonishing spiritual light burst out from her whole body.

The giant sword that was over ten meters long came down at him like a waterfall, and the air currents it brought wrapped around the two sides of the sword like a pure white ribbon.

Unfortunately.

"Chong-"

The purification ritual swung into the air like a knife cutting tofu, with flashing red spots flying in the intersection. How could the sword blade wrapped with will be compared to mere steel?

He took a step forward, and his figure appeared before Metalu.

The blade fell.

Pick! Metallize!

The severed body split and then came together.

The sword in Metalu's hand did not stop and slashed along Fujimiya Makoto's waist, but was kicked away in the middle.

Before he could straighten up, he was hit hard in the face by the handle of the knife.

"For a guy like you!"

"For a weakling like me, what's the difference between now and before?!"

Metalu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the wound healed rapidly. She looked at Fujimiya Makoto with a look full of resentment: "Is it so fun to play with the weak?!"

"how could be?"

Fujimiya Makoto smiled gently: "I'm just curious."

"...curious?"

Metalu looked at him in astonishment.

"Yes."

"After my spiritual power reaches the top level of the second grade, how strong am I?"

"I want to know about this."

"but."

As Fujimiya Makoto spoke, he looked down at her and said, "You three are not very generous."