Sometimes it really makes people wonder why a knife can be so fast. Doesn't he need to use his own eyes to see the direction of the enemy clearly? Could it be that if he waved the long knife in his hand so fast, he wouldn't be caught?

Did the long sword in his hand hit him?

Why...why...why can a person, a mere human being, be so fast? Why is it so fast that even oneself cannot reflect it?

For the first time, Greed asked himself a question in his mind, and it was also the first time he experienced the so-called President's attack... The two long knives he held in his hands seemed to have turned into invisible light.

, constantly piercing every inch of skin on his body.

Even though you have the so-called strongest shield, you still feel a headache when faced with such an attack, right?

Grid smiled bitterly and looked at the extra wound on his shoulder again. The mark of the wound was very obvious. Although it was just a small white dot, the white dot finally changed its color because it was repeatedly hit at the same location.

, bright red blood seeped out from behind the white spot.

The shoulders turned red.

Greed's body kept retreating.

He just wants to find an opportunity to stop the man wielding two swords. He is an artificial person and the so-called immortal body. Although immortality seems like a fantasy, he has been it for so many years.

This is how he came about. He controlled this body, which was not too bad, and used this characteristic to continuously defeat the enemy, making the opponent suffer for his body, and then die for his body.

That's it now!

Grid suddenly jumped back, and the area in his abdomen that was originally filled with black carbon elements suddenly changed color. At a rough glance, it would only make people think that it was because of the long-term battle that his body finally couldn't support it.

The screams came out. But that was not the case at all.

The attack came faster than Grid imagined, and the long knife instantly penetrated the loophole he had deliberately left, and pierced directly out from behind him.

puff!

This was the sound that the long knife made when it penetrated his body. This was also the sound that Grid wanted to hear most now. When this sound rang in his ears, he finally grinned.

The corner of his mouth smiled.

puff!

It was the same voice, even with a hint of sarcasm.

"You are very fast." Grid said as he raised his head to look at the one-eyed enemy in front of him and said with a smile, "But now that you are firmly held by me, you can no longer be faster.

.And I’m afraid you don’t know yet, right?”

"Don't know what?"

The President looked at Grid in front of him indifferently and asked in an even more indifferent tone.

"I am an artificial human. At least for now... I am immortal!"

"Oh? So what?"

The president said. The blade of the blade opened horizontally, and a long gash was cut in Greed's abdomen. Internal organs and blood immediately flowed out along the hole, directly dyeing half of Greed's body red.

.But such a wound that could have been fatal was not worth mentioning in Greed's opinion.

He directly exerted force with his right hand and tightened his grip on the long knife.

"That means that your attack is in vain. And my attack will come to you!"

He clenched his fist fiercely with his left hand, and a large amount of black carbon elements gathered on Grid's right hand, slowly growing tiny spikes one after another from the joints. These spikes can be seen just by looking at them from a distance.

I feel how powerful the damage it will cause to a person once it penetrates into the human body.

And now, this spiked fist began to move.

The fist attack just drew a straight line in the air and hit the president's head directly. Many people can give a rough estimate of how valuable this head is, because it is the most valuable head in this country.

But now, this head is about to be beaten to pieces like a watermelon.

The president didn't have any special reaction. He didn't even move his right hand holding the long knife. He just laughed, indifferently. He laughed mockingly, as if he was laughing at the most idiotic and retarded thing in the world.

"Are you an android?"

As the president spoke, he slightly tilted his head to the right, thus dodging the sudden attack.

"Are you immortal?"

The president continued, and the long knife originally held by Grid suddenly turned and cut off Grid's wrist. You must know that Grid's wrist has been covered with extremely hard carbon elements, just like

A human hand is made of diamond.

But such a hand was actually chopped off by the president. He stood in the water, jumped slightly to the position behind him, and then raised his face. He was still smiling, but he had already taken his hand

The long knife penetrated directly into the geography.

laugh!

There was a soft sound, like a knife cutting into butter, as if there was nothing before.

Grid miscalculated. He looked at his wrist that fell to the ground and shook his head gently. He did not expect that the long knife in the man's hand in front of him actually cut iron like mud, and used it to cut the carbon element attached to him.

My arms will be so relaxed.

"Not just anyone can cut off your wrist, because their eyes cannot see the smallest lines on your wrists. This kind of lines... can only be seen by these eyes."

These eyes?

Grid was stunned. He was obviously a man who was blind in one eye, but he actually talked about these eyes? What kind of joke was he kidding?

Soon, Grid understood everything.

That's not a joke.

The president took off the black eyepatch on his right eye, revealing the eye hidden behind the eyepatch. It was almost exactly the same as his left eye, except for one difference.

There is a circular tattoo on it. In the center of the tattoo, there is a snake coiled in a circle. The snake coiled in a circle and swallowed its own tail, as if it wanted to eat itself.

When Grid saw this eye, his breathing paused subconsciously. He didn't know how many other people were as familiar with this tattoo as him, or were familiar with this symbol. At least he had one on his hand.

Exactly the same logo.

This is the sign of artificial man!

"You...are the artificial human after I left." Grid suddenly laughed out loud, as if he had seen a big joke, "I never thought that an artificial human could be so old.

What a degree!”
Chapter completed!