Comic: Playful Moon
14 The master who tore the heroic spirit apart

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In the city of Mirenya.

"Pa da-"

Danick's cane fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

At this moment, this noble man who had always maintained his noble etiquette stood there with a dumbfounded expression. He raised his head and stared at the screen of the prying magic show. His mouth was wide open as if he wanted to say something, but he did not speak. He did not even notice the cane that had fallen to the ground. His hand was still in the air, trembling slightly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The entire Mirenia Walled City was shaking slightly. A large amount of dust slowly fell from the ceiling and the swaying chandelier. The cane also rolled further and further away with the vibration.

The rest of them were no better than Danik. All five of them were shocked.

"How…how could this be…"

"This…this is a lie, right?"

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"How could this be…"

At this moment, Gonvlad III's thoughts were exactly the same as the few people in the distant city.

Surprise, shock, disbelief, and disbelief.

She did not expect the man in front of her to be able to do this.

"Boom!"

As Xia Heng's fist smashed into the impaling duke's face, a large amount of dust rose up. The heroic spirit known as the impaling duke was instantly blasted into the soil.

Real Slap in the Face-EX.

With Vlad III as the center, hundreds of cracks that were dozens of meters long covered the land. Even the distant Mirenia city could feel the horror of this power. Even the earth seemed to be afraid of this power called the Godslayer. It was trembling in fear.

Xia Heng nodded in satisfaction as he admired his masterpiece. He then stood there quietly and stared at Vlad III in the pit.

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"I didn't expect you to be able to do this as a human. I really underestimated you!”

Vlad III struggled to get up from the ground and sighed as he looked at Xia Heng, who was standing beside him with a smile on his face.

Xia Heng was also a little embarrassed and scratched his head shyly.

" That's right, that's right. You're not bad yourself. You're a vampire, aren't you? You're really tough. You took my attack and didn't die back in Heroic Spirit Hall.”

"How is it? Do you want to consider becoming my human sandbag? The treatment is very good ~"

Xia Heng smiled like a child as he spoke gently to Vlad III.

Vlad III was enraged again.

As a follower, his wish was to restore his reputation. He wanted to wash away the reputation of Dracula, the vampire who roamed the world.

Although he was the number one hero of Romania, his more widely known name was the name he hated.

He had never thought of denying the path he had taken. Even if he had been imprisoned in the war with Turkey and had spent a rare time, he had accepted it as life.

However, it was only in places that had nothing to do with him that he could not tolerate his name being smeared.

It was only because his actions were too bloody…

And the man in front of her actually casually said the name that she was unwilling to mention even if she died in front of her.

Vlad the Third, who had received modern knowledge from the Holy Grail, naturally knew what a sandbag meant. Human sandbag? Wasn't he just making her his punching bag?

Asking him, the defender and the first hero of Romania, to do such a thing?

The more he looked at the other party's smile, the more it seemed like he was mocking him...

This can be tolerated, but what can't be tolerated!

"King of Punishment (Kazikli_Bey)"

The precious artifact was activated at full power, and thousands of iron spikes instantly pierced towards Xia Heng.

"How boring." Xia Heng looked at the tyrannical Vlad III and spread his hands.

The " Phoenix Incarnation " of the War God of the East, Valerslana, was currently in Xia Heng's hands. He dodged the iron spikes that were coming at him at a speed faster than the speed of sound.

"Boom! Boom!"

A series of sonic booms rang out…

No matter how powerful an attack was, it would be meaningless as long as it did not hit the target!

Hundreds of iron thorns could not touch Xia Heng at all, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived beside Vlad III.

There was nothing that couldn't be solved with a punch. If there was, he would kick it again...

"Boom!"

It was still the same recipe and the same familiar taste.

Xia Heng stepped on Vlad III's face and crushed him into the mud again.

The already broken ground was once again baptized by power. The cracks that were more than ten meters long expanded again, forming the shape of a spider web.

"A dog can't change its ways."

Looking at Vlad III struggling in the mud, Xia Heng said mockingly.

Then, Xia Heng looked at the detection magic cast by Avis Bloom in the air.

"Danick, prepare some clothes for me. I want the best custom-made suit, white.”

Sky God Mecar's power, Sky Territory, was activated. Under the weight of several tons, all the spying spells in the air were instantly crushed.

In the fortress, the masters of the Yggdmillennia clan, led by Danik, were all pale. They did not know what to say.

For the first time, the power of the Godslayer to crush the heroic spirits appeared in the eyes of the world.

Everything was so shocking.

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