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What kind of magic did this fool use?
Is it bountiful?
Do not!
This method is very similar to the children we encountered in Arillow and the multi-headed monster at the Goethe Hotel.
Memory, nothingness... just how much power of destiny does that person truly control?
Spah bit his lip in thought.
Clang!
My feet wobbled.
The ground that had long since disappeared has reappeared.
Spah stopped firing, panting heavily, but his gaze, sharp as lightning, fixed on the Fool's eyes.
Even the most abundant creations... have ways to be killed!
It's just a matter of killing a few more times!
Since carpet bombing isn't working... then let me show you the sword intent of the hunter!
As he pondered, Spa's aura surged, and the power of his sword emanated from his body with a whooshing sound.
He drew his Hunting Longsword, its blade wreathed in emerald green sword intent, slicing through everything around him; even the space itself cracked like a spiderweb.
Upon seeing the longsword drawn, the Fool froze, only faintly trembling.
But the next second, his trembling stopped, and he let out a strange laugh:
"Oh ho ho! Ha ha ha ha! Too late! You're too late, Spa! You're dead!"
……
In the real world, the Fool has already reached the entrance to the burrow.
He glanced at the dark cave entrance, then at the rope ladder, wiped the pistol in his palm, and aimed at the bottom of the cave.
The gun barrel was aimed at the center of Spa's forehead.
At that moment, a purple figure appeared behind them.
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Swish!
Moze transformed into a blur and fell from a great height.
In an instant, the snake-shaped dagger was close to the fool's neck, and with a hiss, it cut his blood vessels.
The dagger pierced through, only striking the afterimage.
Moze was slightly taken aback, surprised, but his years of combat experience still made him react immediately.
The attack missed!
You should create distance immediately.
With a thunderous roar, purple lightning crackled from Mo Ze's body, and in the next second, he appeared three meters away.
Where did the Fool go?
Moze slightly bent down, turned his head, and saw the Fool appear two meters away, wiping his pair of white gloves.
"Alas! What a pity, I almost killed that debt collector... Little brat from the Immortal Boat, how are you going to compensate me?"
The fool shook his head, his voice as shrill as a eunuch's.
Moze remained silent, merely watching the fool's actions, secretly relieved.
If it weren't for the fact that while tracking the little boy, he happened to notice something unusual happening on the street... allowing him to discover the fool in time.
Otherwise, if they missed each other, Su Chang and Spa's lives would be in grave danger.
Black shadows filled the corridor, except for the purple electric light emanating from Moze's body, illuminating the space.
A cold wind swept into the church, rustling and blowing the ends of his silver-gray hair, reflecting in his eyes, which were filled with determination.
just now!
Even if they are no match for the fool, we must fight to the death with him!
Moze vanished. A purple light flashed through the corridor, and Moze teleported, appearing behind the Fool, raising his dagger.
The fool remained unmoved, merely stroking his white gloves and humming a casual tune.
The fool did not act until the dagger of the Moze was at hand.
He pointed behind him and extended two fingers.
Snapped!
Hold the dagger between two fingers.
Mo Ze's expression changed. He strained his wrist, and the dagger trembled repeatedly, but he couldn't pull it out no matter what he did.
How...how can he be so strong?
I……
Even so, I have to hold on!
Moze glanced into his pocket, where his jade tablet lay. He increased his strength, his face flushing red.
"You know what? Small fry!"
The fool lowered his voice, but it was weak and feeble:
Fighting a piece of trash like you is no fun at all. Although, even if General Feixiao were to intervene, it wouldn't be any more enjoyable.
The Fool yawned and loosened his fingers.
Moze had felt an immense resistance. Then, the resistance vanished, and his body fell backward.
Adjust your posture quickly!
Years of combat experience allowed Moze to react quickly. He used the momentum to roll over, spun around, and then stood up.
Before he could fully regain his footing, Moze glanced at the Fool, only to find that the other man wasn't even looking at him.
The fool pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the hole in the ground.
We can't let him succeed!
Moze gritted his teeth, transformed into lightning, and in an instant, closed the distance between himself and the Fool.
He gripped the handle upside down, pointed the dagger at the back of the fool's head, and with a whoosh, plunged it in.
The fool tilted his head to avoid it.
We can't let him free his hands!
Moze thought to himself, not discouraged by his missed attack, adjusted the angle of his dagger and thrust it horizontally towards the Fool's neck.
The attack failed again.
Mo Ze attacked repeatedly, his daggers creating waves.
The fool's body turned into an afterimage; no matter where the dagger stabbed, it only struck the air and never cut into his body.
Moze gritted his teeth, sweat dripping from his forehead.
The fool continued humming a song, his hand gently stroking his pistol, from the muzzle to the butt.
A short while later, he raised his pistol high.
Snapped!
A sharp pain shot through his entire body. A bloody hole appeared in Moze's chest, and blood bloomed like a flower bud, splattering everywhere.
With a thud, the beast fell to the ground.
Can't fall down...
I can fight again!
Makze gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and struggled to get up, trying to support his body. However, he was powerless; although he could still feel his limbs, he couldn't muster any strength.
He could only stare at the fool, but the figure in his vision lost focus and became increasingly blurry.
In the end... it still comes to an end.
Moze's eyes were bloodshot, and his consciousness was fading, but his eyelids did not close.
"Oh dear? You're almost dead... Haha! Aren't you from the Immortal Ship? You can always reattach your head even if it's severed, right? Hahahaha!"
The fool laughed wildly, raised his foot, and stomped on the head of the monster, rubbing it repeatedly. His voice gradually turned into a sob.
"So... you're an outsider? How pathetic, you're not even one of our own, why are you risking your life for us? Foolish!"
The fool sobbed, squatted down, ripped open the other man's hood, grabbed his hair, and pulled him in front of him.
The fool sat cross-legged, moved the head of the beast to rest on his lap, and cried louder and louder:
"How pitiful! How truly pitiful! As a living being, you are so pathetic... But do not be afraid! I will grant you immortality!"
Tears spilled from the gaps in the mask. The Fool reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a green seed.
Upon catching sight of the seed, the previously dying Mo Ze's eyes widened, and a hint of fear flickered deep within its pupils.
"Good boy...open your mouth..."
But Moze gritted his teeth and refused to open his mouth.
As a martial artist of the Immortal Ship...
Even if I die, I will never become a prosperous person!
Moze thought to himself, and gritted his teeth. But the Fool was not about to let him go, and used his palms to forcefully pry his lips upward.
Moze resisted desperately, biting his gums until blood trickled down his lips.
"Good for them to resist! Good for them to resist!"
The fool laughed like a child, and with a loud snap, dislocated and tore open the mouth of the Moze.
The Fool licked his lips, looking into Mo Ze's bloodshot eyes, a smile spreading across his face.
He pinched the seed and stuffed it straight into the mouth of the monster.
Maze closed his eyes.
Wow!
A strong wind swept in.
A heavy axe swirled around, slicing towards the fool's head.
Click!
The Fool's head fell off. From the severed point, black blood gushed out, scattering and transforming into butterflies.
The fool's hand loosened.
But less than half a second later, the butterflies reassembled, and the Fool grew a head.
"I've been waiting for you for so long, hehehe..."
The Fool turned his head and saw a fox-man standing in the light, dressed in a white robe over a black and gold battle suit.
However, what's even more striking is her long, silvery-white hair, flowing in the wind, paired with her sharp eyes, giving her a dashing and heroic air.
Finally, General Yaoqing has arrived!
Creak! Creak, creak...
The fool heard a trembling sound in his ear.
The axe, which was originally embedded in the wall, broke free with a snap, hovered in the air, and returned to Feixiao's hand.
Swish!
Feixiao caught the axe and disappeared.
The next second, she flashed behind the Fool, grabbed Moze, and pulled him into her arms. Before the Fool could react, Feixiao's lips curled into a slight smile, and she stirred up another gust of wind, running ten meters away.