Chapter 122: The Slaughter Apostle's Slaughter Mode

  Although everyone knows that as the "Fist of Tyranny", Vivian is extremely strong despite having androphobia. However, every time she looks at this girl in front of her, with a gentle appearance and slender figure, it's hard to imagine just how strong she really is.

  Even Vivio, who was known as the "Berserker" didn't know that due to her androphobia, she often unintentionally hurt other male beings, so Vivio had gotten used to unconsciously suppressing that terrifying power that shocked the world.

  Xiao Qing still remembers the words Vivian and her brother once said. Why can this man, Zhan Kong, become Vivian's teacher, a male patient with gynophobia?

  Because in "Ice Cut Wind Flower", the only one who can contend with her in close combat is Zhan Kong!

  Vivian, who was usually a bit shy and introverted, slowly opened her eyes wide, her mind already a complete blank. In the close combat with Zhan Kong, her male phobia reached its limit and exploded, leaving only her fighting instinct to punch her teacher flying.

  Liliana looked at that girl who was fighting with the Iron Blood close combat, and couldn't help but ask: "Is this really Vivis?"

  Xiao Qing looked at the crowd stunned by Vivian: "Don't be stunned, Grandpa Colin, why aren't you hurrying to support Vivian yet? The opponent is Jian Kong of 'Ice Cutter Wind Flower'!"

  As Colin-sama, who was also sealed away, couldn't help but mock himself: "I, the 'Aurora-designated', actually let a child in front of me say that she came to protect me?"

  A sacred magic circle appeared before him: "Anyone who dares to harm this child, Vivian, no matter if it's 'Ice Cutter Wind Flower', I will risk everything and tear them into a million pieces!"

  Xiao Qing continued to observe her surroundings, because even the great demon master was not enough for her, she had no way of becoming strong enough to support Vivian and Old Master Colin's combat power.

  They came here mainly for the purpose of defeating Jian Kong, but it was not to defeat Jian Kong. They came here to destroy the magic array that was slowly opening behind Jian Kong.

  If the two-stage magic circle's soul devouring magic circle is fully activated, then everything they did has no meaning at all.

  "Liliana, what's our plan to get around the battle between Jiankong, Vivian and Grandfather Colin and approach that magic circle?"

  "Even if we get close to the magic circle, this is a six-layer ring-shaped chain magic circle, which is not something we can easily interfere with."

  "But we must also try because there are things we can do too!"

  Liliana gazed around at the desolate surroundings, her eyes able to see the roads that led to distant magical arrays. The only way forward was a head-on breakthrough of the sealed-off airspace, but they would easily be crushed by the three great seals' designated battles.

  Liliana's mind was racing with thoughts, wondering what method she could use to approach the distant magic array. Liliana suddenly looked down at the ground that Vivian had stepped on and crushed with one foot, beneath which was a layer of mudstone reinforced by earth-based magic.

  Liliana suddenly understood something and stared at Canos who was hiding behind the crowd, looking nothing like a man.

  "I remember you're an Earth-attribute Magician, right?!"

  Kanos nodded: "That's right, I'm an earth-based magic guide. You don't plan to let me fight 'Ice Cutter Wind Flower' to the death, do you?"

  "I won't let you go and fight them to the death, I'm just letting you take their lives!"

  Liliana pulled Kano and Xiao Qing's hands, leaving this place behind.

  They didn't know they had left this place and escaped death.

  Because of a frail woman sitting on the armrests of a crushed wheelchair, slowly approaching here is 'Ice Cutting Wind Flower' prophet Hua Shuang.

  Xianzhi Hua Shuang gazed at the unexpectedly "Baoquan Designated" Weiwei, who was trapped in a prolonged battle with Zhan Kong, and slowly pushed her wheelchair over.

  "It's no wonder that the Lancelot family, the strongest close combat family on the mainland, can actually exchange so many moves with Zeku, who has lost his soul and is just a puppet."

  "But even if he has lost his soul and his combat strength has weakened greatly, Zhan Kong still truly disgraces the reputation of 'Ice Cutter's Flourish'. He was actually forced into such a state by his own student."

  However, Vivian suddenly became reckless and forced her former teacher back with a punch, as anger spread and trembled in her eyes, locking onto the prophet Huashuang.

  "Shut up!"

  Xianzhi Hua Shuang looked at Vivian's condescending gaze, teasingly mocking: "Still? You actually have a thing for older men and want to be with your teacher..."

  Bang! A figure turned into a real phantom, Vivian's slender and weak figure appeared in front of the prophet Huasheng, right before the unbelieving eyes of Old Man Colin. A standard spinning kick directly kicked the Prophet Huasheng on his gradually distorted face, sending him flying from his wheelchair!

  Vivian's eyes finally showed a hint of irrepressible murderous intent: "If you don't shut up, then let me force your mouth shut!"

  This is a bare-faced, unadorned slap in the face. Xian Zhi Hua Shuang, with a nervous and crazy laugh: "How interesting! You can go die for me!"

  "Even if you, Bingling, and the rest of the world are unwilling to accept this fact, Zhan Kong has already become a puppet that we can manipulate at will!"

  Seer Hua Shuang instantly completed the low chant, and a large, mysterious dark magic array appeared on the ground. Tendrils of darkness suddenly emerged, directly binding towards Vivian's body, whose aura had completely changed.

  Looking at Vivian's slender figure, she was instantly engulfed by those crimson red scars that seemed to reach out and grab her.

  "Even if you're the heir of the Lancelot family, do you think you can take on 'Ice Blade'? Turn into a beehive and die in shame!"

  But the smile on Huasheng's face froze, because from those seemingly endless tentacles, a slender figure, like a war god bursting out of the abyss, stepped onto the ground, the black stone floor cracking continuously, speed instantly exploding to the limit.

  Vivian's lovely face expanded before the Prophet Hua Shuang: "Who told you that I am the heir of the Lancelot Welles family?"

  "Two years ago, I had already defeated the head of the Lanceslow family, who is also my father, in front of all the members of the household."

  "I am Vivian Lanzlowell, the seventy-fourth head of House Lanzlowell. The pronunciation of 'Lanzlowell' is in ancient Elvish tongue, which translates to 'Demon Hunter', or more accurately, 'Mage Slayer'!"

  Vivian reappeared in front of the Prophet Huasheng, with a strong killing intent: "Dare to hurt my teacher, then be prepared to be forcibly killed by me!"

  Xianzhi Huashuang finally became serious, although she also knew Vivis, but it was also the first time to see such a murderous aura from Vivis. Moreover, no one dared to underestimate the master of the Lancelot family, whispering: "Devour: Dark Water!"

  A dark water shield like an abyssal mud pit suddenly appeared in front of the prophet Huashuang, blocking Vivian's terrifying blow to the extreme.

  The dark water shield that could swallow all magical powers was blown open, and the prophet Hua Shuang, who had lost her legs, retreated rapidly with the help of dark magic. Taking advantage of Vivian's destruction of the dark water shield, she opened up a distance between herself and Vivian.

  Because he had resisted Vivian's blow head-on, the prophet Hua Shuang's right cheek was extremely swollen and red, with a thread of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

  Wiping the fresh blood from the corner of her mouth, the prophet Huasheng finally looked straight at Vivian as a student: "Do you think that I, known as 'Ice Cutter Wind Flower', Prophet Huasheng of Darkness, would be so easily taken down?"

  Vivian suddenly pressed the two silver crystal gems on the glove of the Apostle of Slaughter: "So you think that with the largest strategic mobile space, the unmoving Great Library, the Apostle of Slaughter's glove is just an ordinary, somewhat hard glove?"

  As Vivian gently pressed the silver crystal, the Murder Apostle's gauntlets suddenly emitted a strange humming noise, like a living creature. Along with the slowly reddening silver crystal, Vivian's pitch-black eyes also turned red in an instant: "This is a killing mode that even my father, Jian Kong teacher, has never seen before!"

  Like Icaros, the red eyes locked onto Seer Hua Shuang: "Because I once had the fortune to see it, the killing mode of the Apostle of Slaughter's gauntlets leaves not even a wisp of ash behind!"