Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2180 Execution (V)

Of course, the damage is inflicted by oneself. Fu Qian has always been confident in his explosive output.

It’s a pity that the seemingly explosive output was conveyed to me in some abstract way.

I have encountered situations like counter-injury before, but it doesn't seem to be the same concept as this.

According to the previous inference, the damage did indeed hit the opponent, but it was only temporarily sealed.

Then, in the situation before him, it seemed that most of the sealed damage was signed with his own name.

No wonder Lord Fate Snake was so calm. He never thought about attacking and dealing explosive damage from the beginning to the end.

It looks like if he hits himself harder, he will kill himself sooner or later.

"Since the day he was born, the tyrant has made countless people feel the destruction he brought... Now I also feel this barbaric withering, the end of everything...

"But have you ever thought that the apoptosis of apoptosis and the rest of rest are more wonderful things?"

While Fu Qian was summarizing the further test results, the Serpent of Fate also sighed at the same time.

And it sounds like the earliest tyrants really didn’t have a very good reputation, and they relied entirely on their strong power - is this also part of the authority?
As for the latter statement, it is almost a disguised admission that the damage to his body came from his manipulation of fate.

“Back to the previous question, I know what He asked you to do, but do you really know what you are here for?
"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't know. You will definitely do what you should do, hehe..."

……

This is a typical charlatan style.

The deep laughter seemed to mock the stupidity of the newly crowned King of Abandoned Prison.

Although as the person involved, Fu Qian did not respond sharply at the first moment, but instead praised the other party's performance.

Putting aside other things, this is fortune-telling under an overpass, and the stall should have been overturned many times, right?
"Indeed, as you just said, there is not much time."

Ignoring the scars on his body, Fu Qian snapped his fingers with his hand, which had already returned to normal.

A ray of golden flame leaped out and instantly enveloped the palms, arms, whole body... and even everything around.

The mad fire that specifically targets the will is one of the essential manifestations of the tyrant's power.

Maybe it's not as intense as the previous concentrated burst, but it's more persistent and stable.

Of course, it was not surprising. At that moment, all the scales on Lord Fate Snake's body changed back into the shape of eyes, maintaining resistance to the greatest extent.

But no matter how powerful it is, it is obviously impossible to compare to the one who holds the power.

So theoretically, it seems possible to hold on until victory in this way.

"Not enough, far from enough."

He watched Fu Qian's actions the whole time, but at that moment Lord Mingshe shook his head.

“You’ve found a possible path through the future, but you don’t have the time to complete it—even when you wake up in the morning.”

It can be heard that the entire task process was indeed under the observation of this person.

As for whether this was true or false, Fu Qian did not calm down his madness.

Although he tends to be true.

Targeted resistance, shared fate, and how much damage caused by the fire will eventually fall on the other side, it's incredible to think about it.

From just now until now, although his appearance is not good, he seems to be in good condition.

It is normal that it takes a long time to wear down such a superior.

Even if there was enough time and someone who was good at arranging everything and making all possibilities develop in a direction that was beneficial to him, Fu Qian didn't think that fighting a protracted war was a good idea - sizzle!
So let’s step up our efforts a bit.

The next moment, hundreds and thousands of tentacles surged out from under the raging flames.

"It's not surprising that you would do this... No matter who you are, you can't escape your own destiny."

Once again, it successfully hit the target, although it only triggered the ridicule of Lord Fate Snake and more turbulent blood.

Compared to the few scales flying from the opposite side, the ones on the front were obviously more shocking. The efficiency of the wounds increasing over time was more than double that of before.

Fu Qian seemed to be able to feel that he was rapidly becoming the end point of all apoptosis and the carrier of the apoptosis caused by himself.

Death of apoptosis, rest of rest... Lord Fate Snake is really practicing what he said before.

good--

The tentacles had not even been completely retracted into the body before they exploded again, sweeping everything.

……

"It's amazing... If I had a choice, I would never be willing to appear in front of you."

There seemed to be a hint of admiration in the voice of the Serpent of Fate, and it did not mind admitting that it did not dare to withstand the power of the tyrant.

Although He only spoke, His body was dissociating.

Even for a powerful tyrant, his health bar is not infinite.

After the continuous blows, the body could hardly be called intact, and it was even becoming more incomplete rapidly.

"Excellent."

Of course, this didn't stop Fu Qian from being polite.

"Why not try to free your form? That might actually bring a little disturbance to fate."

After receiving a cordial response, Lord Life Snake nodded slightly and also made a suggestion.

"really."

And Fu Qian actually listened to it and snapped his fingers again.

In the boiling flames, the broken body expanded rapidly.

found it.

At the same time, from the perspective of the superior, an illusory eye of disaster was detonated again.

……

It wasn't the one in front, but at that moment, Mr. Snake of Fate suddenly became silent.

Along with it, there are scales falling like dead leaves.

It doesn't seem to have a strong health bar, but the sealed fate finally arrives.

As for the reason, there is no one left to take over this withering for Him.

What I just found is simple - connection.

Fate is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is difficult to grasp except for the sculptor. But since there is damage transferred, there must be a connection at the abstract level.

Savage withering, the end of everything... This description of the nature of the tyrant is quite good, especially the word "everything".

I have the power over life and death, and I control disasters. The one in front of you is not just a puppet in a suit of skins. I am the real King of Abandoned Prison.

If you can end fate, why can’t you end the connection of fate?

It has bestowed disasters on special concepts more than once, and the layers of tests just now, under the superposition of crazy flames and thousands of tentacles, finally locked onto this more abstract concept through its own damage and directly dismantled it violently.

Being more tyrannical than a tyrant is never just talk.

Of course, the title of Master of Destiny is not undeserved.

With no intention of leaving get off work, Fu Qian fixed his eyes on the rapidly decaying lump, and a ball of golden flame in his hand accumulated and condensed madly.

"It's really, wonderful..."

At a certain moment, a new head and neck continued to emerge from the pile of filth.

The copy will still take some time to complete, and Revolver will try to update it as early as possible tomorrow.