Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 302 Bottled Prisoner (26)

Changed clothes, this is it?The shape looks much more ferocious than before!

Looking at the murderous William in front of him, Fu Qian sighed in his heart.

But the complaints belong to the complaints, and Fu Qian is very clear that this is not just a visual effect.

William's current state is indeed much stronger than before.

The thorns wrapped around the whole body, just by looking at it, one can perceive the danger in it.

In the face of a powerful enemy, he seems helpless and gags, but actually accumulates strength secretly, and finally, under the blessing of the goddess, breaks through the shackles in one fell swoop, and finally defeats the big devil.

This is a good template for the protagonist, did you take the wrong script?

"This is the thorn of sin."

With emotion, William's voice became more and more ugly, and at the same time he waved the bloodthorn long sword in his hand.

The next moment, dense dark red thorns spread out from all directions on the wall and the ground, intertwined with each other, forming a spiked cage in an instant.

"Now, you have no chance of escape."

"In the name of the goddess, I will purify your sins."

"I'm sorry I have no crime on me."

Facing William's solemn declaration, Fu Qian patted his chest and quickly pointed out his language problem.

……

William, holding the sword in both hands, was silent for a few seconds.

Strictly speaking, what Fu Qian said was true.

Although along the way, the posture is like the arrival of a demon king, and the methods are frightening, but there is really no fire of crime.

"The existence of people like you is a blasphemy to this world."

As if realizing that Bizui was not his opponent at all, William said coldly, and then cut out with a sword without any nonsense.

At this moment, his whole body is covered with thorns and thorns. It can be said that his little brother has opened the blade armor. He is really a rascal.

As for the surrounding circle, it was completely surrounded by thorns of crime, and Fu Qian's detour space was obviously too small.

"This is a personal attack."

Fu Qian sighed, and with the help of top-level body control, he avoided the blow with a strange movement.

After dodging, he didn't sit still, and directly turned his right hand into a heavy hammer, and swung out with a punch.

William's swordsmanship is obviously superb, and he immediately turned his angle to meet his fist.

Stab it!

When fists and swords meet, blood shines out.

Fu Qian's heavy hammer, which was as hard as an alloy, was pierced in an instant, and under the sweeping blow, the entire right hand was almost broken.

This thing is amazing!

Before William continued to exert his strength, Fu Qian took off his arm along the direction of the thorns, and backed away as if nothing had happened.

Not only was the hard bone armor as brittle as tofu in front of it, but after being stabbed by these weird thorns, Fu Qian even felt that there was a problem with the flesh and blood at the wound, and it was no longer active as before.

How come there is a feeling of encountering something dirty?

While dodging the follow-up attack, Fu Qian withdrew his hand and observed the wound on it.

Like dominoes, with the punctured wound as the center, radial cuts spread to the surroundings, and the flesh and blood were rapidly fragmented.

Even the blood flowing out instantly turned into a strange star shape.

To be able to affect him to such an extent, this thing's rank is not low!
Fu Qian frowned, the last time I felt this way was the last time.

When he had just become a whiteboard demigod, a group of high-ranking beings were vying to transform themselves into their shapes.

And the thing feels even worse than it did back then.

In all fairness, from the visual effect alone, this circle of dark red and sharp thorns is quite gorgeous.

But the feeling after being stabbed is really not good.

The so-called dirty sense of holiness is nothing more than that.

"Did you feel it? This is the power of sin!"

After gaining the upper hand, William really spoke again.

"It's useless even if you beg for mercy now, I will bury your arrogance with my own hands."

uh-huh!

Fu Qian responded perfunctorily, while keeping his feet on the ground.

However, surrounded by thorns, there is too little room for detours. After these two sentences, there are several more scars on his body.

Fu Qian didn't pay much attention to this, but instead focused on his opponent, not letting go of a single detail.

This form of power, which is almost at the level of a god, is not like what William can grasp now, and it may come from the goddess of sin behind him.

Now it seems that her activation should be caused by William's series of actions.

The statue that first appeared here may only be a conceptual projection, and it may even appear only a few days a year.

Although the status is quite high, it can realize the crimes around it, but it doesn't have any real sense of autonomy.

Until William passed a special oath ceremony and unintentionally became the first sinner, he became a tool for collecting crimes.

And his subsequent behaviors of collecting sin fires, and even more people receiving purification, and the increase of sinners, all gradually made the goddess of sin karma begin to "live".

Until now, she has been able to do many things.

For example, pull the projection to collect sin fire, such as giving William "crime thorns".

This is a reasonable inference.

At this time, while flashing around, Fu Qian had already discovered an abnormality in William's body.

Every time he made a movement and touched the entwined thorns, scratches as thin as a hair would appear on the surface of this silver armor.

It's just fleeting and will be repaired soon, so it's hard to find if you don't look carefully.

Sure enough, as the number one sinner, William's degree of integration into the thorns of sin is indeed much higher than his own, but it is not completely unaffected.

Of course, compared with myself, this impact is really negligible.

But it doesn't matter, as long as there is an impact.

After confirming his discovery, Fu Qian nodded silently and made up his mind.

For this kind of god-level method, confrontation is undoubtedly a very dangerous behavior...

[San value minus 1]

Fu Qian activated the mythical form without hesitation.

But if you don't confront it head-on, it may be more dangerous.

The next moment, the strange-shaped arm formed by the entanglement of thousands of tentacles shot straight at the chest of the silver armor.

Faced with this devastating blow, William the Sinseeker not only did not dodge, but stood still, and the bloodthorn long sword slashed head-on.

After the chase just now, the opponent can be said to be flexible beyond imagination. In such a small space, even cutting so many swords by myself has little effect.

Seeing a stalemate, the opponent actually chose to fight head-on, which is simply what he wished for, how could he hide.

And with a sword slashing down, the biochemical demon arm faced the sinful thorns, instantly explaining what it means to be flesh and blood.

Faced with thorns that are as sharp as needles, the entangled tentacles will tear apart as soon as they touch.

Not only that, but the wounds cut by the thorns are still spreading, extending upwards and disintegrating.

The impact of the final breakthrough breaking through the thorns falling on the armor only made William take two steps back.

However, before he could stand still, there was another wind in front of him.

A figure broke through the rain of blood and slammed into his chest hard.

(End of this chapter)