Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2002 Forced Demolition

Not only did he directly ignore the cross-dimensional effect of the Blood Conquest, but he didn't even show any clues outside before he appeared.

The moment he hid in the safe house, he was stabbed in the back. The effect of attacking by surprise was maximized, and his combat skills were truly top-notch.

At the same time, umami is also present.

There was a sudden change and a violent attack, but it did not affect my thinking at all.

Fu Qian is never one to belittle his opponents easily. Instead, he observes carefully, evaluates objectively, and belittles them with reason and evidence.

For example, the giant sword that almost cut him in half has a sharp shape and is not bloated at all. It just feels like it has been enlarged in proportion, and the shape of the person holding it is similar.

A body taller than his incarnation as the King of Abandoned Prison, and with a curious appearance.

Human proportions, human face, but no eyes.

Two deep holes extend all the way into the brain, and the fine tangled threads inside can be clearly seen, as well as outside.

That’s right, it’s more rough than any shape he’s ever seen before. It’s made up entirely of hyphae inside and out, entangled only to form the outline of a person.

The exterior isn't even painted at all, retaining an unreal grayish-white color.

The painting style is completely different from the surroundings. Even the sword in his hand is relatively brighter. At first glance, it looks like the texture has fallen off.

But as we all know, the more simple and natural something is, the more likely it is to be a master.

For example, because the appearance is too primitive, it has a strong "body odor". Among the many smells I smelled along the way, this one is the most delicious.

In addition, another sharp contrast before his eyes was that his own tentacles, which looked much more exaggerated, were cut off in unison at the first sight.

Coupled with the endless supply, it looks like a leek harvesting site at first glance.

……

A kendo superior, but a fungus version...is a really good idea.

In the tragic scene of flesh-cutting, Fu Qian had quickly drawn his observation conclusion and raised his evaluation of his opponent by one point again.

Because of Akons' previous experience in dealing with others, when he realized that it was most likely an enemy rather than a friend, he had analyzed the other party's methods.

Not to mention the almost impeccable exile, the "watching" trick alone is too strong.

The true reappearance of the ancient superior was much more exaggerated than his own lantern.

And he had never expected the enemy to be lenient, and he never hoped that there would be a time limit like a lantern.

But there is one limitation that can be seen in Akons - these upper forces do not have the same meaning as teammates, and there will be conflicts between them.

Therefore, if we are optimistic, it is unlikely that a few powerful people will besiege the King of Abandoned Prison.

But the facts have proved that "Master Yuhun" is indeed at the top of imagination, and what he sees is a clever way to circumvent the problem.

It is uncertain what the exact powers of the Fungal Emperor are, but it seems to be related to parasitism and recombination.

And through the Mycelium Sword Master in front of him, the power of swordsmanship was perfectly embedded in the current battlefield in the form of his puppet, thus achieving a two-on-one situation.

Besides, to be honest, even if you encounter one outside, it would be difficult for the Sword Master to deal with it alone.

Even if it was just a corrupted puppet, the oppression it exerted was no weaker than that exerted by Yasui Tokiyuki at that time.

Although the speed was not so exaggerated that it was impossible to react in time, and even the form of destruction was not more brutal than the vaporization in the Sword Pavilion.

But giving up on being exploited and turning to close combat, Fu Qian had already discovered something special.

laugh--

As the punch landed, combined with the disaster curse that had already been anchored, he successfully hit the target.

Although he had achieved some results, his chest actually became dented.

At the same time, the only remaining arm, the flesh and bones were almost cut off by half by the opponent's sword. Due to the extent of my damage, it was not directly to the point of being unable to use my hand, but a special change occurred with the opponent's sword - forced demolition.

This specifically refers to the extraordinary architectural theory summarized previously.

That is to say, regardless of one’s rank, each person’s extraordinary nature corresponds to a “building” of different styles and types.

Being injured or even damaging my origin will at most cause damage to the building, which can be slowly restored or repaired later.

As for being polluted or out of control, it is more serious, similar to settlement, cracks and infestation of rats - but now the buildings are being violently demolished.

That's right, it felt like someone was pulling out steel bars and dismantling the beams from the house as the sword fell.

What is shaken is the most essential thing, the form of "false god" itself.

If it was someone of a lower rank, he would have been disintegrated into pieces of material on the ground by this sword.

Even now, I clearly felt the pressure at that moment.

Is this the ultimate manifestation of kendo? That is quite amazing.

While admiring, facing the opponent whose speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to launch a critical attack on his internal organs, a line of blood quickly condensed on the opponent's body.

The thread of concern was activated, and the Mycelium Sword Saint was pulled back again.

Not surprisingly, it was another sword that pierced his already injured chest, sending it straight to the heart.

But the five fingers that turned into sharp claws also directly pierced the opponent's waist.

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A mass of broken flesh, blood, and bones gushed out directly from his waist.

……

The damage was refracted and transferred, and even the pseudo-god transformation that he had activated in advance was not immune to it.

Fu Qian did not rush to treat the wound, but just came to a conclusion silently.

It turned out that he was deliberate and vowed to kill the inner demon.

He had always been on guard against the Fungus Emperor's method of transferring damage, but he was not so sure whether it could work on the "Sword Master".

After all, under normal circumstances, even if two superiors worked together to kill the evil god, their powers might not be blended so harmoniously.

On the contrary, it is precisely this method of combining the main body and the puppet that allows this incredible authority to perfectly help the exorcist in front of him - these two.

In the bloody mist, the gray-white body was extremely eye-catching. At that moment, it did not pursue but kept its distance.

Put your hands together and raise your weapon high.

He did not perform any long-range sword skills. Instead, the next moment, he stretched his hands to both sides, and the sharp-shaped giant sword was split into two.

So is that body.

The astonishing scene was completed in an instant, and both the person and the sword were obviously different from the original.

They are not one-to-one copies, and you can even tell they are a man and a woman.

Flirting and swordplay? Nice to meet you.

While admiring in his heart, Fu Qian could clearly feel that the turmoil from the previous fight was spreading like ripples, awakening a certain terrifying will.

Any more intense action would likely speed up the process - good.

With a snap of his fingers, Fu Qian canceled the bloody expedition.

The targets are the elite.