This was what Kaxiu was thinking, but he didn't say it out loud.
However, the look he cast over made Amos a little confused, and he frowned slightly: "Do you know me?"
Under the moonlight, Kaxiu remained silent, with a smile on his face. He glanced at the metal wires that expanded from behind Amos, like a huge spider web.
"Come and give it a try?"
whoosh!
A dozen metal wires shot out at lightning speed and nailed to the ground where Kaxiu had just stood. A ball of stone powder exploded, and the heavy stone slab was beaten into a hornet's nest.
The move missed, but Amos's expression didn't change at all. He turned his head slightly and looked to the right.
At some point, a tall and slender figure stood on the wall. The moonlight shone, and the shadow was slowly cast.
"hehe… "
Amos's icy face suddenly smiled. He slowly stretched out his arm, with his five fingers spread out. Silk threads were moving under his white gloves, like wild seaweed: "As you wish..."
He swung his right hand suddenly, swish swish swish swish!
Dozens of metal wires flashing silver light flew out at high speed, and with a "whoosh" sound, they cut heavily into the wall.
Powder gushed out, and the wall, which was more than one person thick, was instantly cut into pieces, leaving smooth marks on it.
The wall stood for a while, but finally collapsed. The wall of one area was cut into long strips as wide as a finger, and it was obvious that the silk thread was extremely sharp.
"Too slow, you're moving too slowly..."
Behind Amos, a voice suddenly came from afar.
He suddenly turned around, his hands flicking through the air like dancing butterflies. Suddenly, nearly a hundred metal wires split into two groups and entangled with each other, forming two silvery, narrow whips that burst the air with a whoosh.
The metal whip left two traces on the ground that were dozens of meters long, and hit the area where the sound came from.
With a loud bang!
Three or four ornamental trees there were cut in half, along with an innocent black street lamp. All of them flew out in a spin, either stuck in the road or tumbling over the fence.
"Not enough, not enough! It's more than this, your strength is more than this! Are you worried? Then let me help you!"
In mid-air, a floating voice appeared like a phantom, one moment in front of him, the next moment behind him.
Cry!!!
Suddenly, a sharp cry of a fierce bird pierced the sky. In the corner of Amos' left eye, a red light seemed to erupt like hot magma, wrapping around his powerful fist, bringing a terrifying deterrent force!
With a whoosh, the air exploded and headed straight for the head.
Shiny!
Amos clenched his hands tightly in front of his chest, and all the metal wires began to vibrate and were pulled back by a huge force. The ground collapsed, tree trunks broke, and street lamps fell over.
Hundreds of metal wires, like young swallows returning to their nests, suddenly woven densely into an iron net in front, layer upon layer.
A fist carrying a burst of fire hit it fiercely.
The entire area was suddenly filled with a tooth-grinding metallic squeak, and many buildings were covered with dense radial cracks. It turned out that the metal wires thrown by Amos had entangled every corner, thus guiding the force.
The force that Amos would have to bear was distributed to the surrounding environment. It could be said that this was a benign combination of his own skills and an extremely intelligent way of fighting. Moreover, he used it very skillfully and was not affected at all.
The power is completely directed into the ground of the walled house.
"What a brute force!"
Amos stood half a meter behind the metal net. Although he blocked Kashu's tricky punch, he did not show any joy or contempt. He looked at the slightly deformed Mist Silk and narrowed his eyes carefully. This is a special metal, an alloy wire forged by secret methods. Even if a fully loaded truck hit it at full speed, it would not be damaged at all.
The final result would be that the truck would be cut in half by the silk thread due to its own inertia. And now, the Silk of Mist has deformed.
It goes without saying how terrifying the power this requires.
In fact, it can be seen from the surrounding environment that when Kaxiu punched, half of the block was shaken. Whether it was the ground, the walls, or the buildings, fine cracks appeared.
More than a dozen ornamental trees were torn apart by the silk threads.
Facing an opponent like this, the first form alone is not enough!
He took a step forward slowly, his black leather boots gently stepping on the ground. His index finger stood on his chest, with a dozen silver metal threads entwined around him, carrying an inexplicable force: "As you wish!"
Ding ding ding ding!
From the surface of the gloves, strands of metal wire shot out one by one and joined the existing Mist Silk. Because there were so many of them, they all exploded at once, like the core of a flower blooming.
A silver flower revolves around Amos.
The number of metal wires increased madly, doubling, doubling, tripling...
In the end, it reached ten times!
The number of metal wires increased from nearly a hundred at the beginning to more than nine hundred.
At the center, Amos, who was originally a cute boy of 13 or 14, has grown up. His facial features are sharp, his eyes are sharp, and his nose is as high as an eagle's.
He slowly opened his arms, revealing a tall and straight figure. He was strong and sturdy, and looked like a young man in his twenties. His black hair was very long and tied into a ponytail with a piece of metal wire.
Bang!
A cigarette popped out from his arms, spun in the air for two or three seconds, and then was held in Amos' mouth. Two silver lights flashed on the cigarette butt, and sparks rose instantly from the rapid friction.
Wisps of smoke obscured the young butler's face.
In the distance, Kaxiu folded his arms across his chest, watching Amos's pretentious posture with interest. He knew that Amos' personality would be different at different ages.
In his youth form, Amos is obviously very flamboyant.
He exudes an air of arrogance that looks down on others.
In addition, he has nearly a thousand silk threads on his body. According to Kashu's contact in the era of retrogression, Amos practiced the mysterious art of the three limits of wind and rain. The first limit, Storm, can manipulate a metal wire and infuse it with cutting power. The second limit, Steel, can manipulate a hundred metal wires and infuse it with cutting and penetrating power. The third limit, Absolute, can manipulate a thousand metal wires. It can infuse cutting power, penetrating power, and annihilation power.
Amos' current state is at the peak of the second limit of steel, more than nine hundred strands, just a little short of one thousand strands.
I still remember that in the era of the Return, although Amos was also at the second limit at that time, he had just entered it, with only about 200 roots, which was obviously an improvement over the past few decades.
In fact, Kaxiu felt that it was more than that. Although the aura of Amos in front of him was strong, it was not enough to make him feel threatened.
That is a real danger that can endanger life.
So, Amos still has reservations!
"Are you still hiding your incompetence? Then I'll have to force you!"
Kaxiu slowly raised his hands that were hanging at his sides, making them into fists with only his two index fingers raised, slightly touching the air.
On the left, a purple light is restrained and condensed.
On the right, a thin fiery red line is unbridled and crazy.
Two completely different auras appeared on both sides of his body. They should have been at loggerheads, but they were somehow coexisting in harmony.
"Nanto Red Eagle (Sound Snake) Fist!"
Kaxiu uttered the name of the boxing style word by word.
It was as if two people completely overlapped at this moment.
Hiss! Tsk!
The buzzing of snakes and the chirping of birds exploded in my ears at the same time.
A figure flew out like a cannonball, aiming at Amos. The metal wires guarding Amos' back, like a peacock spreading its tail, whistled and smashed over.
It could transform into an iron net, a steel hammer, a long sword, or a giant hand, and collided violently with Kaxiu.
At this moment, Kaxiu turned into a pure fighting machine. Every joint in his body was working crazily, and every part of his body could be turned into a weapon. Punches, iron elbows, knee strikes, whip kicks...
At this moment, he seemed to have eight arms and eight legs that he could use to fight, firmly blocking the violent attack of the metal wire like mercury pouring out of the ground. He even kept approaching and attacking.
The Death Fang Force and Echo Force covered the limbs of each attack, and collided with the cutting force and penetrating force of the Mist Silk to offset it, causing sparks to explode with each collision.
At first glance, it looks like they are forging weapons.
Flames danced, bright and dangerous.
At the same time, on the outskirts of the block, two or three cars were parked in the shadows, and five or six young men were staring at the center of the battlefield.
"Fuck, is this a fight between top fighters?"
A young man with freckles on his face had dazed eyes.
"Mr. Death is serious! He was able to force this butler to use almost all his strength. He is indeed a core member of the sect. I still remember that name, is it Ji Lan?"
The pretty girl covered her mouth, revealing only her surprised eyes. She was almost dizzy from the dazzling battle.
"After this fight, I'm afraid half of the block will be torn down. Fortunately, the housekeeper asked us to evacuate the crowd in advance..."
Just as a chubby, round-faced, white-haired boy finished saying this, a huge object flew over. It crashed heavily onto the ground from a distance of several hundred meters and shattered. It was half of the roof, and the red tiles shattered all over the ground with a clang.
The debris hit the hood of the car, making a small hole.
"Everyone... I don't think it's safe here. How about... we retreat completely outside the block..."
All of a sudden, the headquarters specialists of these black organizations ran away. They were not permanent members of each branch, but were positions similar to Interpol. They helped the headquarters track down the whereabouts of dangerous forces or dangerous people, and occasionally followed the real masters of the black organizations to help with the hunt and kill.
As for fighting, they generally do not participate in it.
On the other side, the fierce battle continued.
In the center of the almost torn-down street, two figures were tangling and fighting each other frantically. There were bangs and explosions as their limbs and weapons collided. It was as if a series of firecrackers were exploding continuously in the air.
"Cry!"
After a roar, Amos pulled the silk thread and flew out backwards. He spun in the air and staggered to the ground.
Unconsciously, the pair of white gloves he was wearing were already stained with blood, with red marks on them. It turned out that the power of the Mist Silk had reached its limit, and before it could be introduced into the environment, part of it had already reached the main body.
This caused some damage to Amos's hands.
If the fight continued, his hands might be worn out by the silk threads, exposing his finger bones and making him lose his ability to fight.
Amos stood quietly in the moonlight, and the man who had the upper hand did not press him. He lowered his eyelids, as if he had sensed the real intention of the other party's exchange.
"You want me to go all out? As you wish..."
Normally, Amos would not enter the second or third form, because this would overload his body and inevitably cause damage to his physique.
Especially in the third form, when he was going all out.
At that moment, Amos will transform into the real god of death.
However, the fact is that the aging body will be more overwhelmed. Every use may cause great hidden dangers.
It is even possible that the person will die of exhaustion due to fighting for too long.
However, for some reason, he could have chosen to burst out for a short time and then retreat, minimizing the cost. Facing Kaxiu's challenge, a desire to fight ignited in his heart.
He wanted to defend the dignity of the god of death once again.
Sizzle sizzle…
That was the sound of metal wire rubbing slowly on the ground.
Amos' body hunched over, from a tall and handsome young man, he gradually became an old man. His face was full of wrinkles, his hair was gray, and his body was thin. However, his eyes were as sharp as stars, containing a fascinating black light.
His movements became slower, his joints stiffened, his posture became deformed, and his arms no longer swung the wire vigorously like a teenager, but instead pulled it slowly and gently.
It's like playing the strings of a guitar gracefully.
The player raised his head slightly and glanced at Kaxiu.
At this moment, Kaxiu's hair stood up and goose bumps appeared on his back. He felt the threat that had appeared once at the beginning and then hidden, and it was extremely sharp!
Kaxiu seemed to hear the wind singing softly, with a clear and pleasant soft sound. Looking again, it was not wind at all! It was clearly thousands of metal wires that were drawing traces of waves in all directions, following the airflow and swaying softly.
There is no murderous intent in the attack, but it is extremely dangerous!
Mist is inseparable from wind, and the silk of mist is also the silk of wind!
Boom!
Looking up, there seemed to be a metal waterfall roaring down from the top of the sky, blocking out the stars and covering the clouds and the moon.
The air escaped rapidly, bringing with it a sense of spreading whiteness, as if it was being decomposed by the terrifying annihilation.
Seeing this scene, Kaxiu finally laughed out loud. The purple, red and black air currents on his body turned into a roaring pillar of fire that shot up into the sky!
It was suddenly filled with brilliant colors from a height of a hundred meters.
He raised his fists, one up and one down, forming a bird's beak. A rich red light radiated like the sun.
"Nanto Red Eagle Fist, the ultimate killing secret!"
Behind Kaxiu, a huge creature poked out from the spreading red mist. It was the head of an extremely large bird, with its beak wide open, swallowing Kaxiu whole in one gulp.
"Blood Eagle Mouth!!!"