bookrandom Chapter 310 Interesting
Chapter 310 Interesting
“Roar!!” The creature that was neither human nor ghost was stepped on by Xize and could not move. It was as if a mountain was pressing down on it, and it let out an angry roar.
"boom!"
"boom!!"
"Boom!!!" The god casually threw the sword in his hand aside, clenched his fists, and the corner of his mouth exposed outside the mask curled up in a weird and bloodthirsty arc.
Terrifying magical power gathered on his fist, and dark lightning flashed there.
【Great Magic: Thousand Mountains】!!!
This is a special kind of shaping magic that can control gravity to crush the enemy and turn them into meat paste.
But now in Caesar's hands, the usage is quite different.
He actually used this magic on himself! !
The ultimate magic is the privilege of legends. Legendary warriors use it to destroy the world and show their infinite power.
This magic can instantly transform all the lives of all the houses in an entire city into something as thin as a piece of thin paper. At this time, all the power is concentrated and acts on Caesar.
At this moment, his whole body felt like being stepped on by the tips of high heels of mountains. If it were on a strong man of epic level, the latter would be turned into a sphere smaller than dust without any resistance.
But the demon-like figure seemed to be unaffected and continued moving his body.
"Pfft!!"
A strange liquid spurted out from where he stepped on the monster. The gravity of thousands of mountains was now exerted on the monster by a pair of ordinary-sized human combat boots. The fact that it was not crushed to pieces on the spot was a praise for its legendary durability. It was simply the legendary king of durability.
"......Hey." A cruel smile suddenly appeared on the devil's mouth.
He is enjoying it! Enjoying the process of hunting!!
The corpse puppet under his feet tried its best to struggle. As a legendary dark creature, it was very powerful and was a well-deserved strongman among dark creatures. Even bone dragons had to bow down before it.
It roared angrily, how dare it step on itself! !
The ground was cracking and shaking, and it seemed as if it was about to slip away from under Caesar's feet.
The next second, a fist wrapped in black lightning quickly enlarged in its eyes.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!"
A series of dense explosions rang out, and every punch hit the flesh, and every time blood was drawn!!!
Every punch is the echo of thousands of mountains!!!
Using the legendary corpse puppet as the drum skin and the earth as the war drum, he is playing his own music!
With every blow, a strange mixture of red, green and white liquids spurted out, and the limbs were broken. The legendary corpse puppet was like a punching bag, with no ability to resist at all.
"Clayman! What are you waiting for?!"
The [Resurrected] could no longer sit still. He increased the speed of his chanting and urged Clayman on.
This corpse puppet is his family property. If he doesn't take action now, it will be smashed to pieces by that guy. Every punch seems to hit his heart, making his heart bleed.
“Stop talking nonsense!” Clayman scolded without even turning his head.
The reason why he didn't take action immediately was that he wanted the corpse puppet of the [Resurrected One] to test the quality of Caesar for him. He didn't want to be the first to face an unknown opponent.
But now it seems that Caesar's quality is even purer than he imagined!
It is of extremely high purity!
Although his strength was stronger than he thought, Clayman was not intimidated.
Although this corpse puppet is quite powerful, it is still not as powerful as him.
The corpse puppet may be defeated, but I may not be!
He did not underestimate his opponent. On the contrary, he immediately drew out both swords from his waist.
Wielding two one-handed swords often means that the professional is extremely confident in his arm strength. Even with one hand, he can overwhelm others' hands. In this way, he has enough time to use dual-wielding combat skills, exert his greatest advantage, and increase the frequency of his powerful attacks.
The guy was still waving his fists, as if he was going to beat the corpse puppet into a pulp.
The earth was shaking. Under this fist, the earth dragon turned over, but was stopped by this punch again. The ground within a radius of a thousand miles was sunken. The legend was a walking natural disaster!
Suddenly, the demon who had been beating the earth drum stopped and looked at Clayman from a distance.
What a keen perception.
Clayman felt a little sweat seeping out of his hand holding the sword, which was a sign of his nervousness.
He hadn't been this excited in a long time.
The feeling of fighting for life and death made him addicted.
He is a man who loves swords and loves every battle he encounters.
Only with such awareness can he be promoted to become a legend and become the best among the legends.
Of course, loving fighting does not mean not fearing death. On the contrary, only by cherishing your life can you have the opportunity to encounter more battles.
Only by choosing the right opponent can you enjoy the thrill of fighting.
But some battles cannot be avoided, like this one.
The guy in front of me is very strong.
But it is also this that can arouse my desire to fight.
Xize loosened his hand and threw the corpse away like a dead dog, crashing straight into the mountain in the distance.
His image at this moment was extremely terrifying. How many punches did he throw in less than a minute?
Hundred punches? Thousand punches? Ten thousand punches? Or even... a hundred thousand?!
Blood spurted out like crazy, splashing all over his body. Meat paste mixed with bone residue stuck to his fists, and fell to the ground with a plop as he shook his hands.
"......Hey." He sneered, as if he was far from satisfied.
The [Book of Regret] kept turning over and over, and countless dead souls gathered above his head, more than before.
The mighty River Styx gathered above his head, as if it came from the sky.
The entire sky was covered with resentful souls, and the wails of the dead were endless.
At the center of the Styx vortex is the real devil.
He raised his hand and the sword flew back into his hand.
Not only his body, but even his sword was entangled with the wails of resentful souls.
He spread out his hands, not taking the so-called Demon Sword Emperor seriously at all. Instead, he seemed to be enjoying the baptism of the Styx.
Is this some great devil?
It felt like the world was about to end.
In the distance, something was wriggling inside Akhtar's remains. It was a giant green python, and this was its new form.
Caesar clearly noticed that it was changing and shedding its skin, but he had no intention of stopping it.
The corpse puppet he had just thrown out was not completely dead. Although it only had one arm left on its body, with bones all exposed and various messy organs revealed in its abdomen, it was still struggling.
Strange pieces of flesh quickly emerged from its wounds, causing its aura to surge and its appearance to become even more terrifying.
They were all trying to use stronger powers, and their target was him, but Caesar had no intention of stopping them. Some transformed, some resurrected.
Come on! That's what makes it fun!
The more I struggle, the more excited I am!