Five, Six, Seven in Marvel

"Should I go in front? You may have some misunderstandings about assassins."

The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Isn't the assassin a profession that charges in front of the formation?"

"Misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding. The assassins are actually harvesting from the edge of the battlefield."

The young man did not give up and continued: "But the assassin I saw..."

"They are all fake. I am different. I am a genuine assassin."

"Well, you follow me and help me harvest."

The golden heavy sword was waving in the black tide, Wu Liuqi's mind moved, and the afterimages of the nine scissors flew around the two of them. The fragments of the thousand blades shuttled among the insects. Wu Liuqi himself was holding the magic sword. Behind the boy.

The two quickly fought their way out of the insect swarm. The aura of the golden holy sword seemed to be extremely restrained against the eight-legged human-faced insect. The thick carapace, which was quite laborious to chop with a thousand blades, was almost like paper in front of it.

"The void will create illusions. The closer you get to the corpse tower, the more careful you must be." The young man reminded in a deep voice.

"I know, I'll be careful."

The golden holy sword suddenly struck Wu Liuqi's forehead.

"Illusion? Did it come so fast?" As soon as the thought came to mind, the scissors returned to guard, and the golden epee was swung away.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Liuqi was surrounded by a black tide of insects, and the young man who had rushed in front looked at him with a sneer.

If it weren't for the previous reminder, anyone would panic when seeing such a situation.

"I know you are fake, so just fight with your real body, there is no point."

The young man exuded an aura of vicissitudes of life. A blood-red white bone was covered with hot plasma. The remaining bones replaced the original body. The plasma on the remaining bones turned into giant skull claws and slammed into Wu Liuqi.

--boom!

Wu Liuqi was knocked away by this catch, and his figure hit the black insect wave.

Countless eight-legged human-faced insects immediately swallowed him up.

"Xiao Hei!"

Gray sword energy burst out from the magic sword, and the resentment of the undead rushed into the insect tide. Most of the human-faced insects began to twist and twitch, and Wu Liuqi took this opportunity to fly out of the insect sea.

"The car almost rolled over."

He looked at the several tooth marks on his body with lingering fear. If he was too late for a second, he would be torn apart by insects.

Qianren swung out a sword energy, creating a gap in the sea of ​​insects.

Secret Sword——Sword Turns Flowing Cloud!

Wu Liuqi flew out from the gap, and after a few breaths, he arrived in front of the corpse tower.

The young man has disappeared. Maybe he entered the corpse tower first. Since the void can create illusions, it is possible for him to see anything.

The corpse tower was in the center of the black tide, and he could smell a strong fishy smell when he got closer.

Wu Liuqi pushed open the door of the corpse tower. He hesitated for a moment, but this place seemed to be an island in time and would not cause real death. Everything he experienced was so real that Wu Liuqi almost thought he was in the real world. .

Since you won't die, it doesn't matter if you go in and take a look. To put it bluntly, everything in the Island of Time is false, even if it is an illusion, it is also false.

Encountering illusions in an illusory world, everything just now seems a bit funny now.

--call.

Wu Liuqi breathed a long sigh of relief, enduring the discomfort in his nasal cavity and vision, and saw the inside of the Bone Corpse Tower.

Blood, stumps, internal organs, and even people who were not completely dead were buried inside the tower. Their facial expressions were extremely painful. Wu Liuqi saw the old man on the ground, who was closing his eyes tightly. Mixed in with the broken limbs.

There are no words to describe this scene. Those people swallowed by the plasma on the ground seem to have become nutrients for this tower.

Is this the real void?

After sweeping through with his spiritual thoughts, there are still many living people in this tower. Although the breath of life is very weak, they are indeed still alive.

The hand holding the sword hesitated.

He is an assassin who kills without batting an eyelid, but in the face of such a situation, no matter how ruthless the executioner is, he may not know how to land the knife.

"They will gradually be assimilated into the void. If you don't kill them now, you will be enemies next time we meet." The young man's voice sounded from the center of the corpse tower. He was holding up his sword and facing the inner wall of the corpse tower. Darkness overwhelmed him.

He seems to have been standing here for a long time, but he has not waved his sword for a long time.

"I am the one who went out from here. I miss this scene a little bit. Can you hear it? The wailing of these people?"

Wu Liuqi was stunned. He didn't expect the young man to say these words.

People who go out from here? Can you still go out after entering this place?

"I used to hate this place, and I still hate it now, but the humans on the earth are not worth my life. I will not associate with anything. I agreed to the request of the world's will just to destroy this place."

The boy's voice was calm, as if he was stating a very simple matter.

The golden light of the holy sword dimmed a lot, and red blood surrounded the sword body. The sword seemed to be transforming into a demon sword.

"I'm sorry for breaking your sword. I tried my best to control it, but this body is no longer worthy of picking up the sword of justice." He threw the holy sword to Wu Liuqi.

"Give me this one, and lend me that one."

Without waiting for Wu Liuqi's consent, a strong suction force came, and the Black Skull Demon Sword fell into the young man's hand.

The black sword body shook, gray death energy suddenly emerged from the void, and endless undead souls roared in the white tower.

The red aura of destruction intertwined with the white undead, and the three-foot-long sword sharpened to tens of meters.

The magic sword rises.

"Great destruction!"

The corpse tower was cut in half from the inside, and wherever the sword energy struck, black swarms of insects fled in all directions.

The sky is gradually clearing.

The magic sword returned to its original size, and the young man stood up with the sword in hand.

The void was destroyed with just one sword, and the infusion of the world's will also stopped at this moment.

"Aatrox!! Aatrox!!! You will definitely die! You will! The void will annihilate you!! Your faith! Your kingdom!! You can't save that world! Here you are

It can't be saved either!!!" At the last moment when the corpse tower collapsed, Wu Liuqi heard the roar coming from the void.

It turns out his name is Aatrox.

Wu Liuqi secretly wrote down the name, and Xiao Hei flew back to Wu Liuqi's hand. He seemed to be a little weak, and the sword was weak.

Aatrox spread his red wings and said, "I'm leaving. Your sword is very good, so be careful with them."

"Wait a minute, handsome boy. I have a few questions. Why does Void hate you so much?! What happened to your original world? Also, who are you?"

The young man said in a deep voice: "I don't like to answer your questions. I can tell you one thing first, that I am a dark descendant. As for the others... I have a hunch that we will meet again. When the time comes, you

You must remember to ask me, otherwise I may forget."

"What?"

There was a wave of dizziness in his mind, and Wu Liuqi was sent out of the island of time.

"You completed mission A, repelled the Void troops and saved the Principality of Rhea."

"Mission settlement: You saved the false Principality of Rhea, and the rewards are being settled. You have obtained the skills of your previous life."

"Secret Sword—Full Moon Slash."