The gods are coming, I am the god of strategy

Chapter 135 The Strongest at the Present Stage

The barrier collapsed, and the woman slowly walked out of it. She watched Wilme take out a new piece of clothing from her storage ring and put it on. She smiled and said, "It looks like I have a new way to torture you."

As she spoke, she rushed towards Vermeil.

"Tsk, this is really troublesome. Are you all ready to watch the show?"

Wilme looked at the guy who was biting him and made a displeased sound.

As he spoke, several pillars of mud rushed out and instantly trapped the opponent's limbs.

And at the moment when the opponent could not move, a dagger stabbed at the opponent's back, and at the same time, a high-speed rotating bullet, comparable to a sniper cannon, shot towards the opponent's head with extremely strong kinetic energy.

At this almost fatal moment, she suddenly grinned grimly.

"Mokobo Temo."

In an instant, the cold air came, and in just a moment, the surrounding space seemed to be frozen and everything stopped.

With a gentle pull on his limbs, the mud pillars that trapped his body became brittle due to the low temperature and shattered into pieces.

She looked around and said coldly, "Don't bother us."

In an instant, countless ice walls surrounded the area, and at the same time, ice spikes pierced the assassin's body with several holes.

After doing all this, she rushed towards Wilme and slashed with her saber towards Wilme's neck.

Time and space flowed again, and the scene around him changed drastically, which made Wilme stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the blade that was slashing towards him.

She gritted her teeth and tried her best to dodge, barely avoiding the opponent's blade, but suddenly a layer of ice attached to the saber and brushed past her neck.

Wilme quickly retreated, put some distance between herself and the attacker, then touched the wound on her neck. The wet feeling made her realize that the previous attack was enough to cut off her head.

"Pause time and space?"

Wilme said in a deep voice, looking at the other party warily.

"Yeah, it's not bad."

The other party laughed and swung his saber to shake off the blood.

Looking at Wilme, her eyes sparkled as she said, "I will torture you and chop off your head when you are most desperate. Don't worry, I will treasure your head."

"Tsk."

Verme was shocked. This time, he was in big trouble.

On the other side, outside the ice wall, the professionals reacted instantly when they saw their attacks fail and their companions whose lives were hanging by a thread.

Pause time and space.

At this moment, their scalps felt tingling.

This is almost an unsolvable method at this stage!

When this news reached the front line of the battlefield, the commander was stunned for a moment. He really couldn't think of how to deal with an opponent with nearly invincible capabilities.

It was a headache outside, and Vermeil inside was not feeling well either.

The opponent was extremely powerful, and like a cat playing with mouse, he was consuming Wilme's confidence and dignity bit by bit.

She really enjoyed the feeling of torturing others.

"It's troublesome."

Verme was panting, her body covered with tiny wounds that were not fatal but would slowly drain her strength.

And because of the opponent's ability to suspend time and space, Wilme did not dare to close the distance at will, for fear that the opponent would do it again. By then, he would be in a truly desperate situation.

Wilme caught a glimpse of Asuna and the others outside the ice wall. Seeing them trying to come in, Wilme immediately gestured to them not to act rashly.

The opponent's strength is not something they can deal with.

If you come in rashly, you will only die.

"Where are you looking?"

The momentary distraction gave the opponent an opportunity to seize the opportunity and sprint towards Verme.

Wilme quickly retreated, gritted his teeth and launched an attack, creating distance, while dodging the ice spike attacks from everywhere.

"Keep running."

Seeing that Wilme had retreated under the ice wall, she gave a playful smile.

The saber was raised and pointed at Vermeil: "It's time to end it."

In an instant, the opponent rushed over, and ice walls rose up around Verme, leaving only a passage facing the opponent.

"Damn it, let's fight!"

At this moment, Verme knew that if he didn't fight, he would die.

Just when Wilme was ready to release all her might, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came over, causing her to calm down her determination to fight to the death.

"Kuailong, destroy the death light!"

In an instant, a purple-black ray shot towards the other party as fast as lightning.

The woman who was about to attack Wilme immediately stepped back and dodged the attack.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Dragonite and Lu Xing fell heavily to the ground.

"Open the door, open! Shut the door, open!!!"

With a roar, Lu Xing, whose body was red, veins bulging, and size had expanded, rushed out and punched the guy who was looking at him with interest.

"Ding!"

The saber and fist collided, making a sound like metal clashing, which also surprised the opponent. He was another guy with amazing physical strength.

"Thunder Fist? Broken!"

It was just a moment of distraction, and Lu Xing caught him in an instant. In an instant, a thunder storm blew him away.

"Kakaka..."

The opponent's reaction was also extremely fast. Thick ice attached to his entire body. Although it was quickly shattered by the thunder storm, ice was constantly generated and blocked Lu Xing's attack.

"Boom."

The ice fell to the ground and shattered. The other party walked out and took a look at her broken saber and the torn uniform on her body. She suddenly laughed and said, "Not bad, very strong. But it's still not enough. Let me interrogate you."

As he spoke, the broken saber in the opponent's hand was attached to ice, and soon a saber made of ice took shape!

"call……"

Lu Xing exhaled heavily, and the hot breath blew the ashes on the ground into pieces.

After opening two doors, Lu Xing's strength increased dramatically, but the duration was too short and he could only hold on for about five minutes.

"Esdeath, the opponent has the ability to suspend time and space like Mokopotmo. We can't win if we fight him head-on."

Lu Xing slowly released the Eight Gates of Ninjutsu, because he thought of a tool that could solve the current situation without any injury.

However, the prop time is over. If you can't deal with the opponent during this period of time, you will die in seven days.

"You're not going to resist anymore?"

Esdeath looked at Lu Xing who had been released from the state and could not help but sneer. The original expectations in her heart were immediately reduced by one third.

"Not really."

Lu Xing spoke calmly, and after glancing at Wilme's injuries, which were not too serious, he looked at Esdeath and said, "But there is no point in fighting, because in the next second, you will surrender to me."

"Surrender? Hahahahaha, that's the funniest joke I've ever heard."

Esdeath couldn't help but laugh wildly.

But just when she was laughing, Lu Xing took out the prop of a thousand-mile marriage.

A red rope, seemingly ordinary, Lu Xing held the red rope and locked his mind on Esdeath.

The next moment, the red rope seemed to move instantly, one end pierced into Lu Xing's heart, and the other end also pierced into Esdeath's heart, and then slowly dissipated.