That knife, that arc that cuts through the sky, was like the most beautiful painting left in the world, attracting everyone's attention.

The sharp slash is a cooperation that no one can surpass.

Two people, two knives, one white and one black.

On this thick snow, the blood of these monsters was used to build beautiful flowers of blood.

Looking around, the sight of the eyes is full of corpses everywhere.

As the sword rose and fell, blood burst out, and strange blood lines were drawn in the air, but the blood lines seemed to avoid the two of them. Even in this scene where corpses were everywhere, they could already keep the corpse and the sea of ​​blood passing by without any blood.

It took a long time, long time.

Perhaps Bezebu was already killing happily, or perhaps he thought that these people would no longer be as lazy as before. After the monsters around him could not smell the smell that made them like, they all retreated one by one, and did not dare to stay in this place anymore and compete with these two perverted guys.

Even some monsters with a strong saint general dare not make any mistakes when they saw that there were so many corpses of monsters here.

While they looked at Bezebu and Feiren with a threatening expression, they kept retreating to the rear. Even if Bezebu just made a small move like a knife retracting, it would make the guys shake all over, and then suddenly stopped the step of retreating and stared at each other, as if they were afraid that Bezebu would suddenly start to attack them.

This reaction now looks like a different look than they did before. If it weren't for confirmation that they were among the previous group of monsters that came to attack them, I'm afraid everyone at the scene would not believe that the gap between the past would be so big.

Not only them, I'm afraid even those monsters must be full of question marks.

What went wrong with me before? I had to provoke these big devils. Now, if I want to retreat, I have to look at the other person's expression to leave.

After a while, these monsters probably thought they had retreated to a safe enough area. Then they were like frightened deer, and without even looking back, they ran wildly outside.

Nothing is more important than running away at this time.

As long as I run fast enough, I will definitely not be the one who dies!

Even monsters can clearly understand this truth.

Although, Beizeb himself did not have any idea to continue chasing them.

"Don't you continue chasing?"

Galz reorganized his armor and came to Bethibu's side, asking him this question.

“No need for that.”

Bethibu shook his head and said.

"It's no good for us to kill them, let alone..."

As he said that, he pointed to the corpses of the monsters around him.

"How long do you think I can hold on now?"

How long does it last? If it were his full strength, I am afraid that the power consumed now is just a drop in the magic power in his body.

But don't forget that his current identity was compiled, an identity that is far from his own strength. If he uses this identity to show his strength that is completely incompatible with this identity, it will inevitably be suspected by others.

Especially when their team came from the outside world.

"Sorry, I didn't take these aspects into consideration."

Realizing that this was his mistake, Galtz said apologetically after hearing Bezebu's words.

Of course, Bethibu wouldn't really have any dissatisfaction with him because of this little thing. After all, if someone encountered the situation just now, he would probably be dazzled by victory for a while. He had to choose to take advantage of the victory first?

Of course, if you have the ability to continue, it will naturally not be possible. If you are already exhausted and rely on the joy brought by victory, once the monster discovers that it is going to pursue, it is completely equivalent to dying.

The IQ of the monster is not low at all. As long as you show a little tiredness, they can almost guess whether you are really energetic and combat-enough, or just relying on excitement to hang your body, and your body has been exhausted long ago.

But then again, Beizeb's real combat power is in that place. Those adventurers and the people in Jibing City did not see it, which does not mean that these monsters who have fought with Beizeb directly will not be clear.

The reason why they retreated so directly just now is that Bezebu brought them great deterrence, which is a feeling of fear that makes them feel from the heart that the Holy General and the Holy King can't do.

This feeling seems to be derived from the species' nature of seeking profit and avoiding harm. It will automatically avoid it when encountering danger, but the degree of performance will be related to the other party's strength to a certain extent.

"Just say something to motivate them in a while, and if you can, it's better not to let them relax too much."

Beizeb said this, then patted the snowflakes falling on his clothes, and looked up at the west side of the Arctic Icefield, as if there was something important there.

"Sir, do you have something to do?"

Looking at Bethibu's eyes looking over there, Galtz subconsciously thought that the other party might have something to do now.

In response to this, Bethibu nodded silently, then shrugged and looked at him helplessly.

"After all, there are two guys who have been disconnected for so long. If I don't go over and take a look, I'm afraid they'll really have to touch the fish this time."

"Dropping off...?Fuck fish...??"

Galz was a little surprised by the two words that Besieb said.

The latter was fine, but he probably understood what it meant, but what it meant when it was disconnected was a little bit like a monk who was confused.

"Ahem...you just say nothing at that time."

Besieb coughed a few times, then pointed to the ground.
Chapter completed!