"Ahem cough cough..."

The coughing sounds came from the drifting smoke and mist, showing the master's dilemma.

"Hal, should you give us an answer?"

Suddenly, a roar of anger came from the edge of the area baptized by violent energy fluctuations, containing anger that was suppressed to the extreme.

Da da da da da!

The sound of leather boots and uneven and cracks everywhere in the ground colliding sounded in the other direction.

The young man in white West walked out of the already thin smoke and dust, and still had that extremely calm and contemptuous smile on his face, as if everything that had happened before had no effect on him.

It was Hall Cavasia, the first executioner of the Pale Parliament who had fought with the Executive Department of Gria City.

Hall looked carefully at the vast area that had become ruins, and wandered around it as if he was strolling with his eyes deep and could not see the depth.

However, what he said was even more casual than the most ethereal white cloud.

"What kind of answer is needed?"

Hall squatted down as if seeing something, and carefully looked at the ground that had turned into scorched earth, "What qualifications do you have to ask me to give you an answer!"

The tone was as calm as ever, but there was a rich and indescribable contempt hidden in that words.

"you……"

A tall and burly man, like a giant bear, stepped out of the smoke and dust, and a violent and crazy aura spread on his body, with a terrifying scar on his face that could scare ordinary people.

Boom boom boom boom...

The dull footsteps shook the earth, and the tall and burly man charged from afar like a steam chariot, with unparalleled power.

Seeing this scene, the leaders of the other two forces just stood aside and watched coldly, without any idea of ​​taking action.

As for others, they dare not speak casually.

For a moment, I saw a fierce scar man like a giant bear rushing towards Hall.

However, Hall was still squatting in place calmly, carefully looking at the ground that had been turned into scorched earth by the violent magic storm, as if there were intoxicating secrets.

"Go to die."

Seeing this scene, a look of surprise appeared in the scarred man's eyes, as if he had seen the scene of Hall in front of him being hammered into a meat paste.

Bang!

The violent charge narrowed the distance between the two, but it reached Hall in an instant.

The scar man suddenly stepped on the ground, and the violent force plowed a hole into the land that had already been baptized and had become solid.

The burly arm, which is much longer than the length of an ordinary person's arm, suddenly raised it high, and slashed down like a giant axe that opened the sky.

The violent wind overflowed, lifting up the fine dust falling on the ground, and also causing Hall's hair to fly around.

However, even in the face of such a situation, Hall still showed no fear, but was still studying what was in front of him.

Rumble!

The terrifying sound of a large equivalent bomb suddenly resounded and was transmitted in all directions, but was blocked by the sound insulation barrier that was laid out at some point.

The air waves roared, spreading towards all sides with the scar man as the center, making the already clear scene become cloudy again.

But this time, no one is willing to spend time waiting for the smoke and dust to dissipate by itself.

"Scatter."

Some cold voices came from the crowd in the distance, with a slight cold-blooded aura.

The next moment, a tangible and qualitative magic energy fluctuation spread rapidly, and the wave of dust that had just been stirred up around quickly subsided under the power of this spell.

At this time, others also saw clearly the scene of the center of the dust.

The burly man, who was no less beautiful than the giant bear, had a huge semicircular depression under him, and there were also terrifying cracks in it.

However, there is no Hall in such a scene.

"What a stupid act."

"I don't even know what existence you are facing, but I dare to take action at will. I don't know if the modified body gives you too much confidence."

As usual, a calm voice came from the front of the crowd, and condescendingly commented on the burly man standing in the sunken.

It was not until then that others discovered that Hall had appeared in front of them.

The elegant white gentleman stood straight, as if he was a noble nobleman with a decent status.

While speaking, Hall lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of roses in front of him, as if compared to what was happening in front of him, this flower was more noteworthy.

Even though I knew Hall's reputation, the people who saw Hall for the first time could not help but breathe a breath, and I felt even more afraid of this man.

Hall's white West was as clean as ever, without any dust.

The originally messy hair, under the influence of the violent storm, returned to its original state, and was neatly pressed against Hall's head, extremely chic.

From these details, we can see that in the brief battle before, the burly man did not take advantage of the slightest advantage.

It can even be said that compared with Hall's calmness, the other party is much inferior.

However, what others were also a little confused was why so long had passed, and the other party still squatted on the ground without any reaction.

Logically speaking, with the opponent's violent temper, even if he didn't hit Hall, he wouldn't be discouraged, and he might even be even more excited.

Moreover, when he heard Hall's arrogant tone, the other party should have stood up and refuted immediately. How could he be so powerless?

In such silence, everyone is constantly changing and thinking.

Puff!

At this moment, a subtle but clear sound suddenly appeared, as crisp as if the cloth was broken, but it shocked everyone, and some people could not even control the changes in their expressions.

A huge wound suddenly appeared on the right hand of the burly man half-kneeled on the ground, and hot blood gushed out from it, dyeing the sank under him red.

No one present was ordinary people, and even professionals who did not specialize in sensing a series of professionals can clearly see the situation in the distance.

So they saw the straight wound, the rolled flesh and blood, the pink muscle tissue, and the thick white bones.

Hall still didn't look up or speak, but just stood there quietly.

He held a cane with his right hand and gently stroked the rose on his chest and forehead with his left hand, as if he was not concerned about what was happening in front of him.

"ah!"

It was not until this time that the burly man let out a shrill cry of pain as if he had come back to his senses, mixed with countless resentment and anger.

The seriously injured man suddenly turned his head and looked at Hall who did not take him in his eyes, revealing the madness of the injured beast.

"If you don't know the mercy, I don't mind teaching you a lesson for your boss."

"What are you? But a lucky transformer dares to hang his teeth and claws in front of me."

Hall caressed the rose on his chest carelessly, but the words in his mouth were as cold as the cold wind in the far north.

Hearing this, the tyrannical aura emanated from the burly man couldn't help but stagnate, and a little fear appeared in his angry eyes.

He knew very well that Hall was not talking nonsense.

Hall, the first executioner of the Pale Parliament, has extraordinary reputation throughout the underground world.

If you really keep taking action without knowing what you are, then your fate will never be much better than death.

Moreover, if I really die, then the person behind me will never be hostile to Hall because of a dead person.

Because, he is not worth it.

Thinking of this, the burly man calmed down as if he had been poured into a basin of cold water, and his violent aura disappeared in a few breaths.

The burly man stood up in silence, then left without saying a word and returned to the front of his own power.

However, everyone can see that the burly man gave in.

Hall was not surprised at all with such a result. As he said, the other party's identity was not enough to have an equal dialogue with him.

A lucky person who survived the transformation of human body alchemy is not worthy of his different eyes.

Perhaps in his own opinion, he who survived such a nightmare had enough strength.

But such power, in Hall's opinion, is simply pitiful.

But the strength and physique that barely approached the Silver level had already made the other party so forgetful, and even forgot what fear was.

Hall did not take the other person seriously at all for such an existence that he did not even see clearly.

Not to mention that his previous actions seemed too much, he still gave some face to the person behind him.

Even if he broke up and took action directly and killed the opponent's square here, the person behind the opponent would not be able to attack him because of this.

After all, it is very angering that a dog you have raised is killed.

But it won't make people so angry that they lose their minds. The other party will never be able to fight him because of a dead evil dog.

Because, such a cost-effectiveness is really too low.

Then, there was another silence in the air.
To be continued...