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Chapter 1,646 Pursuing Beauty vs. Denying Beauty

With the blessing of Verrocchio's Noble Phantasm, the hardness of the gem wrapped in Lawrence's hand increased by more than one level, so it could barely collide with the dagger in Credy's hand.

But Creedy's current strength is not limited to this level.

"I am a person who hates beauty, Lawrence, you will never be my opponent."

A red light flashed in Credy's eyes, he held the dagger in his hand and spoke in a cold tone.

"Hate beauty, deny beauty, kill beauty."

"My first target is you!"

call out--

boom!!!

Creedy's strength surged instantly, the muscles in his legs exploded, and he directly stepped on the hard ground to create a pit.

Lawrence was speechless. He flexibly manipulated the gems covering his hands, and their shapes kept changing, eventually turning into two huge moisturizing fists as big as his head.

No matter what the reason was, the two of them were already in a fight to the death.

Lawrence's eyes were filled with silent anger, and he rushed over to Credy.

The only thought in his mind now is-kill Credy!

Let this pure villain who was born die here forever - forever!

--boom!!!

The dagger wrapped with magic power hit the extremely hard gemstone glove, sparks burst out. Lawrence's arms were shaking, but he still tried hard to block it.

"Look at you, Lawrence, you are a world-famous artist. Even children know your name."

Creedy was taller than Lawrence, and the wind generated by magic gently blew the broken hair on his forehead, giving his eyes a creepy coldness.

"And I am just a despicable person who was hanged for framing others."

"I am indeed guilty, but what is the root cause of the conflict?"

"Fuck you, shut your stinking mouth!"

Zheng——

Several gemstone blades condensed around Lawrence's body, which turned into sharp swords with cold light as they rotated, and struck at Creedy.

Creedy's eyes moved rapidly, undoubtedly sensing the approach of the sword.

He laughed, and the magic power in his body suddenly burst out, and those long swords were eliminated before they even got close to Credy.

"I told you, Lawrence, the artist—can't beat me!"

"You are the ones who pursue beauty, but I am the one who denies beauty! You are destined not to win against me!"

The strength in his hand suddenly increased, and Lawrence's pupils shrank sharply - he found that the extremely hard gemstone gloves he had condensed were actually being cut open by Credi like he was cutting tofu.

He did not hesitate. Although he was a caster, his long years of fighting still gave him a strong enough reaction speed. He exerted force with both arms and quickly retreated to distance himself from Creedy.

The jeweled glove had undoubtedly been cut open, and all of Lawrence's fingers were severed. The severe pain made Lawrence tremble all over, but he didn't care at all and still stared at Creedy with angry eyes.

"I told you, don't look at me like that, Lawrence, I..."

Creedy was still taunting, but he stopped midway through the taunt.

Lawrence raised his hands as if to show off.

With the injection of magic power, the severed fingers quickly grew back together with their bones.

"I'm more than just an artist, Creedy." He looked at Creedy with a sneer, "It's not that easy for you to kill me."

"If you couldn't kill me before, I would just send you to the gallows. If you still can't kill me now, I will send you to hell with my own hands."

"Your rhetoric cannot convince anyone except yourself."

"You are now more ridiculous than the clown in the circus. Your so-called revenge is just a self-righteous farce. Your ending can only be to retire in ridicule. If you don't believe it-"

Lawrence's hands condensed into swords and shields made of gems, and he regained his fighting posture.

"Just come and give it a try."

Creedy didn't take action immediately.

He stood there and looked at Lawrence with squinted eyes.

"...You are indeed the person who deserves to die the most."

call out--

In an instant, Creedy disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he appeared above Lawrence.

He threw the dagger directly at Lawrence. Lawrence noticed Creedy's movement and immediately raised the gem shield in his hand. However, there was no doubt that the gem shield could not prevent Creedy's attack, and Lawrence was not very aware of it.

No matter what, as long as his spiritual core is not stabbed, he can fight here with Creedy all day long.

With almost no thought, Lawrence swung the long gem sword in his hand upwards.

Creedy smashed the long sword in Lawrence's hand with one punch, and then struck Lawrence in the face with a straight punch.

Lawrence couldn't help but smile.

To this extent——

His head tilted to the side, his posture changed, Lawrence locked Creedy's arms with his two arms, and then - covered his head with gems, and bumped into Creedy.

"Well--"

Creedy was knocked back several steps by Lawrence.

"You bastard!"

He took back his dagger, his eyes red, like an enraged bull.

"When my master is conducting combat training, if I have free time, I will also participate." Lawrence smiled while healing the punctured abdomen, and looked at Creedy provocatively, "And what about you?

?”

"Maybe you spend all your time feeling sorry for yourself."

"Well, maybe cursing Leonardo and I will also consume a considerable part of your time."

Creedy rushed forward again.

The direction of the attack this time was from behind!

Lawrence's reaction speed was still very fast. A huge gemstone shield condensed behind him. Even if it couldn't completely stop Creedy, it would still consume even a second of his time.

But this time Creedy seemed to be smarter. He did not attack immediately. Instead, he once again made an extremely awkward move. In the next moment, he appeared in front of Lawrence, with the dagger in his hand raised high.

!

Creedy's target - Lawrence's head.

Zheng——

A huge sword flashed, and Credy's blade fell instantly, hitting Lawrence without a doubt.

But Lawrence still avoided the critical point at the last moment. What Credi hit was not Lawrence's head, but Lawrence's shoulder.

The force of this knife was so strong that almost half of Lawrence's body was chopped off by Creedy. A large area of ​​bright red blood splashed on the ground. Creedy finally had a smile on his face again.

but......

"You think this-"

"Can you defeat me?"


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