"Sir, I am willing to serve you!"

At this time, several C-level monsters around saw He Ao being suppressed and immediately rushed forward.

After hearing these words, Driss just raised his head and glanced at a few people, but did not stop them.

They were overjoyed, thinking that Driss had acquiesced to their actions, and then rushed over.

And when they were less than two meters away from He Ao, everyone's bodies instantly retracted and twisted into a ball.

"Sir...why?"

The leader looked up at Driss and struggled to touch Driss.

However, the expression on Derris's face did not change at all. He just stared at He Ao calmly.

Above this tall building, purple light spreads across the dark sky, and countless twisted lines undulate through the hazy light like spiritual snakes.

"Ah! This is... what is this..."

Twisted lines suddenly surged out from the bodies of those C-level people who had merged with the pollution monsters, wrapping around their bodies.

"Sir...it hurts so much...it hurts...what is this..."

These people roared in pain instantly, and their mutated limbs were entangled together, like octopus being boiled alive in boiling water.

However, Driss's expression still did not change at all.

In He Ao's field of vision, under Chaoyi's gaze, these people's souls were being quickly pierced and torn into pieces by twisted lines.

Immediately afterwards, twisted holes began to appear on their bodies, as if something was devouring their bodies and souls alive.

Soon, the painful roars stopped, these people completely lost their voices, and even their bodies were dissipated in the invisible devouring.

Only the purple blood and bits of debris on the ground indicated that they seemed to have been here before.

While these people were dying, He Ao also clearly saw some kind of twisted lines circling on Derris's body, and the sense of oppression that pressed He Ao almost breathless was also rising.

"Are they the sacrifices you prepared?"

He Ao looked at Derris, his voice hoarse.

"yes."

Driss' eyes were calm.

"All these 'fusions' are the sacrifices you have prepared?"

He Ao continued to ask.

"They could be."

Driss' eyes were calm.

"ha."

I don't know why, but looking at him like this, He Ao suddenly laughed.

"Did you think of something, old brother?"

Driss looked at He Ao calmly, his tone was calm, like an old friend for many years.

"I just thought that these people feed pollution monsters and call the ordinary people they catch as 'feed',"

He Ao held his injured belly, as if his abdominal muscles were twitching because of the smile just now, "And they themselves are just feed for others to raise."

In his eyes, Driss's soul was very pure and did not have the stitches of being combined with a pollution monster.

Driss is still a purely human transcendent.

This 'hidden-faced man' who created the Evolutionary Clan actually does not believe in the 'fusion' and 'evolution' of the Evolutionary Clan. He just raises suitable sacrifices.

So he doesn't care whether the people who evolved really believe in the so-called 'gods', because these people themselves were not trained as 'believers'.

At this moment, He Ao finally realized why Driss preferred the "Nighthawk" who obviously had different ideas to be his successor compared to Shadow Cutting Man.

Because Nighthawk is a 'person', and Shadowman, no matter what, is just a sacrifice.

Thinking of this, the smile on He Ao's face became even brighter.

Blood spilled down his abdomen.

Driss stared at He Ao calmly, twisted power swirling in his body. He did not respond to He Ao's emotion, but raised his hand. The soft sword in his hand was entangled with twisted lines, lingering in the purple light.

among,

"Old brother, I'll send you on your way."

At this moment, his pressure has completely suppressed He Ao. After the sacrifice, his power seemed to have been improved again, far exceeding that of He Ao.

He showed his greatest strength here, firstly to give He Ao respect, and secondly, to avoid unnecessary complications.

He knew very well that to deal with a genius like He Ao, who was slow to change, the only way to win the final victory was to use thunderous tactics from the very beginning, kill them completely, and not give the opponent any chance to grow or escape.

Even though He Ao is so old now, he seems to have no time to grow up.

In a sense, he was indeed frightened by the 'talent' He Ao had just shown.

"Old brother," he looked at He Ao, raised his soft sword, and stepped closer, "You shouldn't have come today. I haven't seen an opponent as heroic and talented as you for a long time."

"If I hadn't come today, would you still say I was heroic?"

He Ao laughed hard and hoarsely.

With the success of Driss's sacrifice, the terrifying pressure that oppressed him became even more intense, but he never fell to his knees from the beginning to the end. Instead, his originally hunched body was straightening up little by little.

And the forces that oppressed his soul also penetrated into his body at this moment, destroying his body structure and making him weak quickly.

Driss looked at He Ao calmly and stabbed He Ao in the heart with his sword.

He Ao raised the longer crutch with difficulty and tried to block the sword, but Derris pushed hard and the crutch flew out.

But He Ao also took advantage of this wave of strength and turned his body sideways. The blade of the soft sword deflected and pierced He Ao's chest, but failed to pierce He Ao's heart as expected.

But Driss was not surprised at all. He Ao didn't resist, but he was confused.

He did not draw out his sword and stab He Ao again. In fact, he knew very well that powerful extraordinary beings are difficult to kill. He also did not think about piercing He Ao's fatal point with one blow and killing He Ao.

As the soft sword pierced He Ao's body, the terrifying and twisted lines followed the soft sword and Derris's hand and penetrated into He Ao's body. Together with the oppressive force, they quickly destroyed He Ao's body.

This attack was his real trick to kill He Ao. It didn't matter where he hit.

At this moment, the two of them were very close to each other.

At this moment, He Ao suddenly showed a smile. His hand that had been holding the butterfly knife and covering his stomach suddenly suddenly drew an arc on his body with his index finger stained with blood.

The next second, countless twisted lines emerged in He Ao's mind, noisy and chaotic dance music played in his ears, and He Ao's soul was immersed in these lines.

Strands of twisted pollution spread along his consciousness, and the terrifying sense of oppression suddenly lightened as the pollution emerged in He Ao's mind.

Driss's sense of oppression does not come from himself, but from those twisted lines in the sky.

And He Ao naturally knew where those twisted lines came from.

Winding hills.

Derris actually used his own ability to communicate with the Winding Hill, and used the personality and power of the Winding Hill to suppress He Ao's soul.

But he is not the only one who can communicate with Meandering Hills.

In particular, Derris's sense of oppression is reflected in He Ao's perception, which is a kind of "oppression by unbelievers."

It seems to be a conceptual concept, the disciplinary knight's ability to coerce the pagans who do not believe in their own gods. This may be the disciplinary knight's 'ability'.

Although He Ao did not believe in the Winding Hill, he had once entered the Winding Hill and had a reflection of the Winding Hill in his mind.

In a sense, his connection with Meandering Hills may be deeper than that of Driss.

This means that when linked to the power of Meandering Hill, Heao's label of 'unbeliever' will be neutralized by the power of Meandering Hill, making Dris's 'suppression' weaker.

Of course, even without this neutralizing effect, Heao can still try to use these contaminations from the same source to attack the oppressive power of Driss.

However, he can only use this move once. When Driss reacts, he will be on guard.

So He Ao has never exposed this connection, and has never caused these contaminations. He is waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity for Driss to approach him unsuspectingly.

At this moment, Driss also reacted and realized something was wrong.

He was originally ready to draw his sword and leave immediately, but at this moment those winding lines had completely destroyed He Ao's body. If he let go now, it might give He Ao a chance to escape.

And if he stays, it only takes a moment, and He Ao will definitely die. Even if He Ao launches a counterattack, he may not be able to hurt him. He can completely trade his injuries for his life.

At this moment, he was caught in a decision.

However, he was experienced in the battlefield and made a decision almost instantly, and immediately prepared to draw his sword and retreat.

Just at this moment.

Easy to think!

Mental disturbance!

Under the dual effects of modified choices and mental shock, he finally did not make the action of drawing the sword.

It was a short stay, but everything was enough.
To be continued...