"Why... are you so strong?" The blond man lay on the ground, covered in injuries, and asked his question in a difficult tone with all his strength.
At this time, the man's clothes were severely damaged, and most of his body was exposed.
The blond man was very confident in his own strength, but from the beginning of the battle, he found that things were not as good as he imagined.
The naked, perverted man actually pressed himself down and beat him. Moreover, the pressure that was like a substance in his heart made him breathless.
Now, the blond man had completely exhausted all his strength and had no strength to stand up. However, Muji looked extremely relaxed at this time, with his back to the blond man.
The blond man raised his head with difficulty, trying to look at Muji, but from his angle, he could only see Muji's waist, and all he could see was Muji's tight, muscular butt.
Muji looked at the horizon of Tubai, it was going to be dawn soon.
Muji rarely put away his smile, but showed a serious attitude.
"Why? No, it's not me who is strong, but your weakness."
"Weak?" The blond man's face became angry, "Stop kidding!"
The blond man knew that he was only one step away from reaching the Great Herald. How could he be weak?
"Don't bluff, that will only show your weakness more, and..." Muji turned around and looked down at the blond man below him, "Do you know why the flowers on the cliff are so beautiful?"
The blond man frowned, "What do you mean?"
The blond man didn't think Muji would ask irrelevant questions.
"The reason why we find flowers on cliffs attractive is because we stop at the foot of the cliff, instead of taking a step toward the sky like those fearless flowers!"
The blond man was stunned.
"And the reason why you think I am powerful is because you are not aware of your own weakness. Your zenith has been limited by yourself. You dare not imagine a higher level. The sky is actually colorless. , it didn’t deceive you, you just deceived yourself with your own eyes.”
"A higher...level?" The blond man murmured, feeling that his mind was a little confused.
Isn't it because of a longer life that I want to reach a higher realm? Is it really your own goals that limit your vision? Are you really that weak?
"No one has been standing in the sky from the beginning, neither you nor me, not even God, but the unimaginable vacancy of the throne of heaven is about to end. You...want to stand tall The top?" Muji said seriously.
Although the blond man didn't understand what the Throne of Heaven was, he could understand that Muji was asking him if he wanted to become stronger.
The blond man gritted his teeth and climbed up, kneeling on the ground.
"I want to become stronger, even if I only dream about it, but...how should I do it?"
Muji looked at the blond man in surprise. He didn't expect that the blond man would activate his potential in this situation.
But Muji quickly regained his serious look, then showed a gentle smile, squatted down, and held down the blond man's shoulder with one hand. The dark and unknown thing under his crotch was facing the blond man.
At this time, the blond man was obviously not in the mood to pay attention to anything else. At this time, his attention was all on Muji, looking forward to what Muji would say next.
"What's your name?" Muji asked with a smile.
"Richard Minos," the blond man said.
"Minos?" Muji ruffled the blond man's hair.
"Join New Nippori, believe in philosophy, and you will become stronger!" Muji said seriously.
"Okay!" Minos nodded vigorously.
"Remember, we work in the darkness just to serve the light!" Muji instructed.
"Work in darkness, just to serve the light!" Minos repeated. After saying these words, he felt that his soul seemed to have been sublimated, and even the threshold of realm breakthrough seemed to begin to loosen. .
"Hahaha……"
Muji smiled like a senior, and Minos also smiled like a newborn.
Muji silently made a scissor hand gesture in his mind.
Another one was tricked into joining the organization.
By the way, the lines in the comic book that the guy who led me to save the world threw to me were inexplicably useful. They were so classy. Next time, I will try the lines in that comic book called Ninja.
…
The battle on the other side also continues.
Bailiyuan was held in the arms of the leather-clad woman, and his head was trapped between two huge lumps, unable to move easily. According to Bailiyuan's catalog, each of the two huge lumps was as big as his own head.
What a fat face!
However, the woman in leather didn't seem to have any intention of helping her companions. She just held Baili Yuan and watched the battle not far away.
The battle on the other side also became anxious.
That's right, it's anxiety.
The kid and Muffy were both high-level heraldry users, but one of them was better in speed and the other was better in defense.
Then, it was awkward.
The child's attack could not break through the defense, and Mafi could not catch up with the child to counterattack. The two fought many times, back and forth, but there was no moment that could decide the outcome.
"Little brother, you are not worried about the sister over there." The woman in leather clothes asked Bailiyuan with a smile.
"I'm happy here, bah, I'm worried." Baili Yuan said seriously.
The leather-clad woman smiled.
"Then why didn't eldest sister help your companion?" Bailiyuan asked.
"Haha, they are all tied together because of profit, so it is impossible to help him fight. Little brother, when you grow up, you will understand the cruelty of the adult world." The woman in leather said with a smile.
"..."
"However, my companion is going to lose." The woman in leather suddenly said.
"Lost?" Bailiyuan was stunned.
"It's really stupid to face a scholar from Akamoi and fight with conventional means without showing any trump cards." The woman in leather clothes laughed.
"Huh?" Bailiyuan was stunned.
Does fighting have anything to do with identity?
"After all, Akamoy's scholars have many tricks up their sleeves," said the woman in leather.
"Why does the eldest sister know that sister is a scholar of Akamoi?" Bailiyuan asked curiously.
The woman in leather clothes pinched the head of Baili Yuan's face with her fingers and smiled.
"I won't tell you~"
"rua~" Bailiyuan.
"What's that expression on your face?" The woman in leather clothes said.
"I won't tell you~" Bailiyuan.
"..."
The woman in leather suddenly had the urge to beat the child in her arms to death.
"By the way, big sister, do you like listening to the flute?" Bailiyuan asked suddenly.
"What?" The leather-clad woman lowered her head and discovered that Baili Yuan had a flute in her hand.
Then... Bailiyuan played the flute.
