Looking at the lifeless silver figure in front of him, fatil staggered a few steps, and his eyes were blurred.

The blood went straight to his brain. He was deaf and blind. He looked at grindevoir in disbelief.

Then, under grindevo's cruel gaze, he did not hesitate to pull out a knife and stab it at his heart.

Sharp Machete stabbed into the heart, but a drop of blood could not flow out.

He pulled out the blade and stabbed it three times, but every time he pulled out the blade, his wound healed quickly.

Grindevo's slender fingers climbed up to fatil's back, and he said with a gentle smile:

"the permanent solidification mantra will not grow old and will not be killed. This is my last gift to you, do you like it?"

Jingle.

The metal machete fell to the ground.

Fatil looked as if he had seen a ghost. He pushed grindevo away and staggered back.

"The devil..."

fatil pointed to grindevo, and then he tripped over his leg and fell to the ground.

He tried to get up and run to the door. Without a few steps, he ran into a huge ceramic vase. The vase broke and he fell to the ground again. This time, he never had the ability to get up again.

He looked at grindevo and murmured:

"the devil..."

"the devil..."

"the devil..."

he kept repeating a sentence, repeating it, repeating it. With that, his eyes lost their luster and fell to the ground, motionless.

Greendevo didn't look at fatil any more. He moved his neck and looked at the sky. Just like the fitness athletes before they go on the court, they twist their necks and joints, jump in place and start warming up.

Then.

Boom!!

With a loud bang.

The dome of the castle was smashed by a gorgeous four winged bird. With bits and pieces of glass flying, and countless flying debris and sawdust. The big bird rolled to the ground and turned into a human.

At this moment, Hoffa's Thunderbird finally arrived, and he came to the position where grindevo was.

He saw the little silver haired body in front of him, and the desperate, empty eyed fatil.

At this moment, a huge and rough sense of unreal straight to the top door, his whole person like falling into the absolute zero ice cave. Shivering.

At the same time, the anger in his heart was like a burst of nuclear fusion, burning all his thoughts in an instant.

The line of sight is blurred and the time is far and near. All the sounds disappeared at this moment. All his senses are out of order at this moment.

The remaining reason told him that all this was true, but the wind like sensibility refused to believe it.

Shaking, he turned his head and looked at grindevo: "you..."

grindevo calmly smiles. He lightly braids his white hair behind his forehead and says, "now it's just you and me. Come on."

"You

Hoffa made a deafening roar.

Countless pieces of glass were smashed at this moment, and the withered roses outside the castle evaporated into debris. The huge mental field makes every piece of gravel on the ground float in the air.

At this moment, it seemed that the voice of the whole world had disappeared. Hoffa's body expanded rapidly, and his muscles swelled. Countless scales and feathers grew out of him. Almost in the blink of an eye, he became an unknown monster and jumped on it.

In the face of such a shocking scene, grindevo just calmly put up a magic wand.

"Broken grip."

Boom!!

Countless huge stones rise from the ground, they press Hoffa, stone hand instantly into steel and unknown alloy, they twist each other, staggered, or big, or small.

He slammed Hoffa to the ground.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Hoffa's body expands more and more. Hoffa, who has the body of a giant dragon, climbs up from the ground. He breaks free from the shackles of his metal arm, but is smashed down by the larger metal arm again and again.

Finally, five or six meters away from grindevo, the earth cracked, and thousands of cobweb like arms held him hard and made him unable to move.

The bound Hoffa roared furiously: "I killed you, I swear, as long as I live, I want you to die!"

Grindevo laughed. "That's really exciting."

Then, he put away his wand, expressionless, one hand, like a cobweb, the dense metal palm instantly reversed, and directly twisted the whole dragon into a twist.

The physical pain did not make Hoffa retreat.

He opened his mouth and his body was burning like lava.A steady stream of dragon breath flew to grindevo like a shell.

The fire reddened grindevo's pupils.

With a wave of one arm, he said, "Tarico skita."

A huge shield appeared in front of him to block the fire.

In the middle of the bombardment.

Grindevo put up a finger in his left hand and cut it down with the elder's wand in his right. His arm was wrapped in a black unknown flame.

He bent down and shook Hoffa in the void.

Pull, pull!

The black flame, like a black hole, directly dragged the dragon's power out of Hoffa's body.

Hoffa, bound by the cobweb, suddenly tears open. His body is like melted cheese and boiling wax oil.

Longxi flame and great physical strength, like a deflated balloon, fly to the palm of grindworth's hand, like a devil who is locked in Pandora's box.

In less than half a minute, his huge dragon body and endless breath were completely extracted. The power of the dragon was completely stripped from his body and went to grindevo. He became a struggling dragon the size of an arm.

Hoffa can no longer maintain dragon form and returns to human form.

As soon as grindevo rubbed his hands, the struggling dragon was in his hands, frustrated by the black flame.

He stood in front of Hoffa and said calmly, "I can give you strength, and naturally I can take it back. From beginning to end, you are nothing."

"Why did you do that? What's wrong with her?"

Howled Hoffa, pressed to the ground by his metal arm.

"Who's wrong? No one is wrong. "

Grindevo put his hand on Hoffa's head, touched it, sympathized and said:

"the world is nothingness. The only existence in this nothingness world is truth. There are only choices, no lies, no packaging, fifty to fifty. I gave her a chance."

"Son of a bitch... Die..."

as soon as his voice dropped, Hoffa disappeared in the same place.

Countless metal arms were pressed into the void.

The next second, Hoffa stepped out of the ghost walk and punched grindevo in the belly, which pierced his belly and pulled his intestines out.

Grindevo bent down, but his expression remained the same throughout.

He grabbed Hoffa's hair with one hand and hit him on the chest with a backhand with a strong but unknown blue flame in his other hand.

This punch directly hit Hoffa's soul out of his body.

His colorful soul floated in the void. The blue flame burned directly on Hoffa's soul.

Then, grindevo's body shriveled down, and a black soul, like a demon, came out of his body and expanded rapidly. It grabbed Hoffa's beautiful soul and said fiercely: "it's too weak to understand the meaning of death and the meaning of soul. How can you stand in front of me?"

"Shut up!"

Hoffa's soul growled sharply.

Outside the window, a flash of lightning passed by. Hoffa manipulated the lightning and hit it hard.

However, the scorching light was scattered by greendevo.

He drags the long devil's tail and pulls Hoffa's colorful soul into his spiritual world.

...

the world revolves like black ink droplets in clear water, forming countless scenes.

In the old wooden house, a woman wails and cuts off the umbilical cord. She looked at her flesh and blood with absolute disgust and abandoned him like my shoes in the snow.

A passing female dog picked up the baby and raised it with a pig.

...

the dark pictures are moving in the dark dump.

Three teenagers scrambled for a piece of bread on the ground. For that piece of bread, they fought.

In the end, a thin blond boy got the upper hand. He stabbed the other two teenagers with steel bars, but gave the bread to a passing wild cat.

The picture turns again, and greendevo's experience is read before his eyes like a page in a book.

They were blown by the wind, drenched by the rain, smashed by hail at the pass, robbed by refugees, chased by wild dogs, and stoned by children. He fought for survival during the day and lived alone in the dark corner of the city at night.

Then, Hoffa entered the deep castle and saw a young man growing up under the spit and oppression of countless people.

He saw a boy tortured by school violence, sexually assaulted, abandoned, growing up alone, studying alone, fighting alone.

Each scene is so shocking that it directly points to the madness and depravity in the subconscious of human nature.

In more than half a century, this man has tasted being abandoned by teachers, organizations, countries, society and friends.He experienced the death of his lover, his children and his companions.

Like a lone wolf, he experienced countless disappointments, despair, depression, pain, loneliness, frustration, collapse, but he stood up again and again. With the great wild hope of changing the world, he finally stood at the top of the magic world.

....

boom!

I don't know how long it took.

The soul returns to the body.

Hoffa flopped to his knees.

The huge information almost made his mind unable to turn, and the sense of powerlessness rose from the bottom of his heart.

He was completely defeated.

Experience, magic, experience, or soul are all pale compared with each other. The pain and tribulation that this man experiences is his 100 times, 1000 times.

He raised his head, the fierce hatred and pain turned pale for a few words, and he was unable to say: "I will... Kill you..."

grindworth's soul also returned to the body, and the wound in his lower abdomen quickly healed. Standing in front of Hoffa on his knees, he said with a smile:

"if you want to kill me, you must become me."

"No way..." Hoffa murmured.

"Don't be silly, I am your reality."

Dong!!

Before speaking, grindevo kicked Hoffa in the face.

Kick him to the ground and smash his face to the ground.

He couldn't make any sound or move.

Grindevo shrugged carelessly, untied his hair, squatted on the ground, pressed it to Hoffa's ear, and said softly, "become like me, and then kill me, OK?"

The blood is dense, and Hoffa can taste his own blood. But he couldn't answer. Most of the bones on his face were broken.

Then grindevo let go of his hair, stood up and spat on Hoffa