Chapter 620: Lyon of Pure Blood
Chapter 620: Lyon of Pure Blood
Looking at the group of "nightmares" that had suddenly appeared from nowhere and surrounded him, Nightmare Leon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and then said in surprise:
"You are...human?"
"Suffer to death!"
There was absolutely no intention of wasting time talking to Nightmare Leon. Adhering to the Cleanup Bureau's fine tradition of taking action first and talking later, the group of cleaners picked up their weapons and rushed forward without a word... and began to release abnormal objects.
The horned man who used to be Leon's desk mate roared wildly, and then his body suddenly expanded more than ten times. Then, with a messy appearance, he rushed directly towards Nightmare Leon.
Nightmare Leon's legs had turned into stone at some point, and countless white feathers floated down from the sky, locking all the positions that Nightmare Leon could move in advance, and a sickle blade covered with traces of rust had already gently and bloodily cut open his throat.
Cleaners from the Cleanup Bureau? Why would cleaners come to the Soul-Falling Abyss?
After his neck was cut in half by the sickle, Nightmare Leon, who was slightly "raising" his head, frowned, and the mirror crown on his head flickered slightly.
Then, the horned man who had already rushed halfway suddenly froze, fell to the ground with horror on his face, then closed his eyes and struggled desperately in the dark river.
"No! No! You can't eat me!"
At the same time, the other cleaners who were launching the attack were instantly pulled into their own nightmares by the flashing of the mirror crown. They fell to the ground, waving their hands and screaming.
"Run! Leon's gone crazy again!"
"Chief, I was wrong! I shouldn't have come!"
"Help! Leon is eating people!!!"
Under Nightmare Leon's casual counterattack, the offensive of more than 400 cleaners collapsed in the blink of an eye. Except for two first-level cleaners, the entire army was wiped out.
After blocking the nightmare that the mirror crown forcibly bestowed upon them, Abigail and the other person's attacks became increasingly fierce. The ubiquitous rusty sickle blades drilled out and leaped in from under Nightmare Leon's skin, like fish swimming in his flesh and blood, cutting Nightmare Leon's body into scars.
At the same time, not a single drop of blood flowed out of Nightmare Leon's body, which was covered with cuts. Instead, it was like a torn feather pillow, with a large number of tiny white down feathers bursting out, interfering with the gray mist wrapped around him, making a fierce sound like boiling oil entering water...
That's it?
Glancing at the strange phenomenon happening to his body, Nightmare Leon was too lazy to even make an expression. He grabbed the gray mist covering his body and brushed it off lightly like shaking off floating dust.
Pong!
The gray mist that was loosely surrounding him suddenly condensed and turned into a gray robe. The hideous wounds that were deep enough to see the bones were like dust falling on his clothes. Nightmare Leon directly brushed them off and turned them into pieces of shattered small nightmares that fell into the long river of nightmares below.
"boring."
After giving a not-so-good evaluation to the two Level 1 cleaners' full-force attack, Nightmare Leon narrowed his eyes and warned:
“Listen carefully, although I haven’t obtained all the [Nightmare] powers yet, I have already crossed the line between humans and gods, and you cannot afford to offend me. Similarly, I am not going to provoke the Cleanup Bureau and cause myself trouble.
So I am willing to give you a chance, no matter how you got here, as long as you get out of my territory immediately, I can spare you... bastard!"
There was only an angry roar, and Nightmare Leon hurriedly pulled away as if he had discovered something was wrong. However, a silver arm holding a knife still stretched out from the sharp blade of the sickle, cut off the crown on its head, and then before it could react, it grabbed the half of the crown that fell and disappeared directly into the mirror-like sharp blade.
……
As expected, we still have to launch a sneak attack!
With the help of the extreme speed effect of [Minohil Cursed Mercury], after destroying the crown on Nightmare Leon's head with one knife, Leon, whose half body was covered with [Cursed Mercury], couldn't help but relax a little.
While Nightmare Leon and Scarecrow Nightmare were chatting, the cleaners naturally did not stand there doing nothing. Instead, they immediately took the opportunity to hold a pre-war meeting, preparing to kill this Nightmare who was already 7/8 of the way to becoming a god. The sword that just cut off the mirror crown was the biggest achievement of this brief meeting.
Leon had a profound memory of the effect of the mirror crown on Nightmare Leon's head. It was the nightmare bestowed by this crown that made him destroy half of the dream world in rage. Even after he knew that it was a non-existent nightmare, he was still depressed for a long time.
Now that there was an opportunity to destroy Nightmare Leon's "special weapon" through a sneak attack, Leon naturally chose the crown that had a grudge against him. After getting rid of this crown that could "force a range of dreams", the cleaners who would have been killed instantly now had the opportunity to display their abilities...
"Abigail!"
Mason was overjoyed to see that the "crown-cutting" plan was successful and created an opportunity for Lyon with the sickle. Before he could urge him, the clear and melodious singing of a castrato came from where Abigail was hiding.
"Don't eat me! I...eh?"
"The Director will avenge me! You... huh?"
"I peed my pants and you still eat it? You are really not picky...ah!!"
The mirror crown was cut into pieces, and a calming singing voice spread out. The cleaners who had been dragged into the nightmare before suddenly broke free from the nightmare of being madly chased by Leon and woke up one by one.
As for Nightmare Leon, who witnessed all this, the expression on his face instantly became mixed: anger, unwillingness, surprise, shock... a myriad of complex emotions flashed alternately across his face.
Just as its expression gradually turned into boundless rage, and it was ready to risk retaliation from the Cleanup Bureau and teach these damn humans a lesson, a figure that was extremely familiar to him suddenly lifted a strange curtain that did not exist and appeared in Nightmare Leon's vision.
"You've already lost!"
Just as Leon was secretly signaling to the other cleaners, preparing to ask them to cast a few more curses by saying a few polite words, Leon, who had seen his nightmare, suddenly shuddered all over, and then turned around and ran without hesitation!
Can't fight! Goodbye!
ah? ! ! !
Seeing that he was so arrogant just now but now ran away without saying a single harsh word, Leon couldn't help but look embarrassed.
This is fucking... I can only say that I am worthy of this. Apart from anything else, I think he has learned the tactical style of immediately making a strategic shift when he finds something is wrong.
(End of this chapter)