I Am In Marvel Chapter 493: Mage’s attack method, mirror world

Under the defense of the golden gun emerging from Kyle's left hand, the Deathblade General failed to hit a single blow. He was about to make a second slash, but Kyle obviously didn't give it a chance. He only saw his free right hand waving forward. , a golden magic whip struck and wrapped around its wrist.

"Go!"

Kyle shouted loudly, using the unparalleled power of the divine bloodline, and with nearly a hundred times the strength of a human being, he suddenly pulled the golden magic whip back, throwing the Deathblade General into the business building behind him.

Due to Tony and Proxima Centauri, the first floor of the business building had been completely penetrated long ago. Now it was hit by General Deathblade like a human cannonball, and it suddenly collapsed with a rumble, mirroring the entire London. The space was shaking at this moment.

The Dead Blade General was submerged by the collapsed masonry and concrete, and his figure disappeared in a wave of dust.

‘Hi! ’

The gray-black scythe of General Deathblade spun several times in the air and intervened between Kyle and the ruins of the building. The blade was inserted diagonally into the road ground, and the blade was still trembling.

Under the sunlight falling from the mirror world, the sickle blade reflects the dark metallic luster.

"You even got rid of your weapons?"

Kyle raised his eyebrows slightly, which was a bit beyond his expectation. He had just met an opponent who was eager to fight, but in just a few moves, the opponent even lost his weapon?

Without thinking too much, I followed my curiosity and hobby of collecting weapons.

Kyle walked forward and reached out to grab the handle of the scythe. His hands were cold, but the mysterious power hidden in the blade suddenly burst out, trying to invade his body along the handle and arm.

"This is..."

Kyle's face changed slightly. With his divine physique, his arms were almost frozen and his body functions were facing signs of paralysis.

He quickly activated the power of the Vulcan, and his golden pupils ignited the fire. The golden flame burned from the inside out, killing the cold energy that invaded the body, and in turn spread along the palm of his hand towards the dark sickle.

‘Buzz! ’

The sickle seemed to be not just a weapon, but a living creature. Realizing that something was wrong, he automatically broke away from Kyle's restraints and was not burned by the flames.

Flying up from the road, the sickle rotated at high speed, forming a gray wind wheel that tore through the air. It was pulled by some kind of force and sank into the ruins of the building.

The rotating sickle split the obstacles all the way, and the reinforced concrete was as fragile as tofu until it fell into the hands of the Death Blade General who was buried inside with only one hand exposed.

‘Bang! ’

Waves of gravel and dust swept around, and the Deathblade General held the scythe again. It stood up from the ground, looking at Kyle with flashing black pupils, and an ominous undead aura lingered all over its body.

"It can't be wrong."

Kyle looked at the scythe held by General Deathblade and was extremely surprised, "That scythe... actually has a soul."

After using the hanging ring to connect people with the source of mana, Kyle gained a more intuitive understanding of spells and souls, and almost instantly judged that what had just attacked him was not the energy contained in the scythe itself, but the energy contained in the scythe itself, which was hidden and attached to the blade. The evil soul within.

Weapons with souls can no longer be regarded as pure weapons, but are equivalent to alternative living organisms.

Among the top weapons that Kyle knows, Thor's Hammer, Eternal Fire, Kree Artifacts, and even Infinity Stones, etc., only contain special energy and infinite power, and do not form a soul with independent thinking.

"This is my death blade. Under the blade, there are all undead!"

The Deathblade General smiled coldly and ferociously, holding the Deathblade Scythe, he continued to swoop forward, facing Kyle, and still passed with a clean sword.

Under the slash, the dark black blade once formed a black half-moon light.

Kyle's entire body is bathed in golden flames. When encountering opponents with cold weapons, as long as he activates the Vulcan form, he will not be harmed even if he stands and is beaten by others.

After all, the temperature of the inner flame that simply wraps around the body's surface is as high as 5,000 degrees Celsius. The forging materials of many weapons will melt into molten iron at this temperature.

But as he got closer, General Deathblade's Deathblade was not only fine, but its slashes ignored the golden flames and high temperatures and slashed directly at Kyle's neck.

Feeling the chill on his neck and in his heart, Kyle's pupils shrank violently, and he clapped his hands together. Two golden flames intertwined into a ball, and a sudden burst of jets shot toward the Death Blade General's body.

High temperature and heat wave are coming.

In the end, the Dead Blade General did not cut off the sword. He temporarily stopped his stance and tapped the ground lightly with his toes. His tall and burly figure actually flipped flexibly in the air and passed over Kyle's head, barely avoiding the bombardment of the exploding flames. .

People are in the air.

The Deathblade General simply threw the scythe down, and the scythe spun faster and continued to chop off the back of Kyle's head rapidly.

Kyle didn't look back, as if there were eyes on his back, and his closed palms suddenly pushed open to both sides.

With his movements, all the dust floating in the air bounced away.

The scythe that spun into a wind wheel was not bounced away, but within half a meter of Kyle, the speed of slashing and rotation was still getting slower and slower. When the last centimeter was left, the scythe was completely stagnant and stuck in the air.

At this time.

In the area around Kyle, the outward repulsion has formed a dense air wall.

"Come back."

When General Deathblade landed behind him, he waved his hand, and the scythe, like Thor's hammer, automatically flew back in his direction and fell back into his hand.

"It's not just an ordinary slash..."

Kyle turned around, his eyes lowered and lost in thought. He had been on defense, trying to test the strength of the Deathblade General and the mystery of the scythe weapon in its hand. As a result, he felt more and more curious and surprised.

The Deathblade General's attack just now was not only aimed at his body, but even his soul was throbbing a little.

The death blade that kills souls?

"Interesting, come again!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Kyle's mouth, he raised his left hand with the hanging ring on it, and made an inexplicable seal with his right hand.

Three times, the Deathblade General was just a hair away, failing to cut Kyle, and was just about to sprint forward with all his strength. But the road surface suddenly moved backwards, making it stay in place, unable to get any closer to Kyle.

"I haven't played this trick for a long time. ~IndoMTL.com~ Kyle squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand, and the buildings and ground with a radius of hundreds of meters were flipped, inverted, and reorganized in regular graphics. The ground. The sky forms, the buildings form the ground, and the city scene undergoes strange distortions.

This is a mirror world, and everything is at the discretion of Kyle, the only mage in the current world.

"What the **** is going on?"

The Deathblade General opened his eyes in surprise. Kyle, who was standing on the ground in front of him, had arrived on a suspended platform suspended a hundred meters in the air. The nearby skyscrapers are like dense forests, so crowded that the sky turns into a few gaps.

Kyle stood on the suspended high platform, looking down at the Dead Blade General below, and clasped his hands together again without hesitation.

The Dead Blade General glanced out in surprise, only to see four skyscrapers next to him, which were like machine walls, rumbling and moving closer together, trying to crush them into meat patties.

"It's not that simple!"

The Dead Blade General snorted coldly, jumped up on the spot, kept switching steps, kicked and stepped on the outer walls of the buildings on both sides, and rushed towards Kyle on the suspended high platform.

"You stole my line." Kyle shrugged and pressed down with his right hand.

A dark shadow enveloped his body. The Dead Blade General looked up and suddenly took a breath of air. It was a skyscraper flipping over and falling towards him, blocking all escape routes.