Above Destiny

Chapter 421 Is that right? Yes, but no...

If you look down from the sky, in the darkness at this moment, the huge new spring seems to have turned into a mold and an iron mould.

A hand that controlled everything was raised, scooped up a spoonful of molten iron, and poured it into the mortal world. Then, a scorching tide of destruction spread along the streets and in all directions.

Wherever it passed, everything was trampled, pierced, and chopped into mud.

Just like the flames of hell, burning everything to ashes.

The first to be hit were the mermaids who were madly eating flesh and blood in the middle of the main road!
The giant monster, more than ten meters tall, roared and plundered flesh and blood happily, but it was already enveloped by the thundering sound of horseshoes. Amid the shaking earth and sky, the iron cavalry advanced like a tsunami!

“■.!!”

In the blood plasma, the huge mermaid with half of its body dyed red suddenly raised its head, and its amber vertical pupils stared at the knight intently, even as it opened its mouth and roared. Not only the fins and gills, but also the scales all over its body opened and expanded during the roar.

As if a warning.

But the tsunami was indifferent and unmoved, it just moved forward.

Suddenly, three mermaids with long tails suddenly stood up, their claws and teeth ferocious. The one in front stretched out four empty arms into the air, and in the blink of an eye, endless water vapor gathered to form countless suspended blades, which shot out like a rainstorm.

Wherever it passed, even the walls and the ground were completely cut, penetrated, and shattered. Under the blessing of the ruins, even the water blade showed an edge that was no less sharp than steel.

The one on the right swung its long tail suddenly, creating a huge torrent that filled the entire street. The collision and agitation of the water waves actually made a sharp roar like the friction of steel.

The tide emerged out of nowhere and pushed forward!

And at the very end, the largest leader had already dug out two blood blades and a spear mixed with minced meat and bones from the blood on the ground. Lightning flashed on the blood blades, and the blue light was dazzling.

The more than ten-meter-long body swelled again, and its scales grew and hardened, almost blocking the entire street. When it rose up, it looked like a giant, casting a hideous shadow.

But the tsunami still moved forward, ignoring the oncoming impact of sharp blades, torrential rain and torrents.

Just at the moment of collision, the iron hooves trampled!
Amid the thunder of steel, the returning knights roared loudly—

"——Red Lord is the witness!!!"

On the long street, the advancing array of knights collided with the fierce and violent flood. Blood flames surged, and the formation changed, like a sharp arrow, rushing forward!

boom! ! !
The invisible water and the visible iron clashed in an instant. At the first sight, the vortex torrent like a meat grinder fell apart. Under the combined force of the large group, it was as if it was crushing some insignificant dust.

When countless water blades came towards him in the air, he did not even dodge or waver. He just looked at them indifferently and remained motionless.

Blood spurted, wounds burst open, bones were exposed, eyes were shattered, and arms were broken.

The rain of sharp blades whizzed past like a machine gun, easily tearing through flesh, piercing internal organs, and even passing through the knight's body.

But then, the spreading blood was pulled by an invisible force and returned to the wound. The torn flesh and blood healed again, blood and fire flowed on the exposed bones, and the broken internal organs were restored in the blink of an eye.

Even the broken armor on his chest seemed to have returned to its original state as if time had gone back, and the emblem of bacterial radiation was still emitting flames. At most, there was only an insignificant scratch!

——【Return to life and refuse to die】!
Under the connection of the Fungus Holy Relic, all the Homecoming Knights have now been united as one, with their souls, lives, blood, spiritual essence and even power flowing endlessly.

His life, which was already extremely tough and his health bar was extremely long, has now undergone a complete qualitative change.

This is the increased terror that inheritance and burnt offering bring to the hordes.

If it’s on, it’s on. If it’s off, it’s also on!
Unless it is completely reduced to ashes, even if its head is cut off and its limbs are separated, it can be reassembled, not to mention the infinite benefits and blessings brought by the sacrifice.

Even if one of their fingers is cut off or one person is killed, the life and spirit of the deceased will still flow through the bodies of other people, so that the more they fight, the more crazy they become, and the more they die, the stronger they become!
In just a short moment, the returning knights who had easily broken through the tide and the storm and advanced like an iron wall were already within reach, trampling on the thunder and stirring up a strong wind.

The unfinished roar is still spreading.

And right in front, a spear with blood flowing through it suddenly extended and pierced out!

The armor formed by the mist was as fragile as thin paper, and the flesh and blood was easily pierced. Then, amidst the laughter and shouts, dozens of spears were raised, and the mermaid dressed as a hedgehog was easily lifted into the air. The blood flames gushed out like a vortex, disintegrated and torn into a sticky scarlet blood rain, splashing and falling.

Dyed everyone red.

First!
Next, the second one.

Even the dazed mermaid hadn't reacted yet, and instinctively wanted to stimulate the tide, but before that, the iron hoof was raised again at the forefront.

trample!

The advancing torrent easily drowned the terrified and struggling monster. No wailing or screaming could be heard, only the eerie muffled sound of flesh and blood being crushed into mud spreading from the loud noise.

Juice spurted out.

The last huge mermaid screamed and furious, and the death of his companion aroused his final cruelty and brutality. The blood blades in his four hands burst out and slashed like thunder.

At that moment, Slan, who had thrown away his spear, finally drew his sword.

Ignoring the thunder and the blood blade's slashing, a ray of iron light flew out from the sheath, swept across, and then returned to the sheath again.

And so, we passed each other.

Cut in half!

The huge mermaid was cut in half, with a straight gash appearing on her chest. Blood gushed out, and she turned into pulp under the iron hoof.
After one encounter, the three mermaids that Xinshu thought were his trump cards all surrendered.

Just as Ji Jue requested, kill them all!
The spreading out large group of knights were like some kind of ripples of destruction. With the help of war horses, they used spears, sabers, one-handed swords and even flying axes to easily clear out all the sea monsters floating in the mist.

Even...those water ghosts who haven't had time to escape!
In less than two minutes, all the monsters that broke into Xinquan were killed. Led by Slan, the cruel and crazy knights rushed out of the collapsed gap in the wall and threw what they had in their hands to the many pirates on Longjiang in the distance.

One by one, the heads drew a parabola and fell onto the deck or into the river. They still bore traces of being trampled and chopped, and were unrecognizable. It was so tragic.

But after doing all this, the returning knights did not advance rashly, but gave up pursuing the victory, turned around again and returned to Xinquan.

This made all the pirates who were ready to fight back freeze in place.

I reacted immediately and couldn't help but be ecstatic!

The ferocity of the large group is well known, and the exaggeration of the inherited burnt offering is also beyond doubt, but it can't last long.

Offerings are limited!

After exhausting the power of the sacrifice, they could no longer continue!
"Go, go! Don't let them get away!" The one-eyed old man roared, raged, and ordered: "Their sacrifices are exhausted, don't be fooled by them, kill them all!"

Suddenly, the crazy water ghosts ran wildly again and rushed forward.

Then, I saw... Slan, who was in the front, suddenly blew a whistle, and the returning knights who had already run to the front of the gate suddenly changed direction, drew an arc, and counterattacked!

Then, amid wild laughter and shouting, in front of everyone's eyes, he once again crushed everything with ease!
It's just like chopping melons and vegetables!
The last blood flame burned violently, emitting dazzling light, and it still had some power left to use on the enemy.

He watched as many of his chosen ones were caught off guard and killed or injured one after another. Fortunately, more people reacted quickly and ran out.

But the real losses made everyone's faces tremble with heartache.

"Don't let them go!" The one-eyed old water ghost bit his teeth to pieces: "Kill them all, fucking kill them all!!!"

Under the influence of laws, witchcraft rituals and even the heart core, the scattered water ghosts were gathered together again. They chased after them in fear, only to see that the violent blood flames gradually dimmed, like a candle in the wind.

Suddenly, I couldn't help but feel ecstatic again!

Gnawing at it, chasing it closely...

Then they heard it again, the joyful whistle, coming from the front!

The blood flame on the Homecoming Knight suddenly and violently reignited!!!

Amid the earth-shaking roar, hideous shadows covered the dull and twitching faces. In the last moment before being trampled into mud, they only had time to look back, cry out and utter the last swear words.

"Captain, I fuck you..."

click!
Seeing all the elite soldiers on the ship being crushed to pieces with wailing, not only the old one-eyed man, but countless others were beating their chests and stamping their feet, with tears of blood almost flowing down their cheeks.

Didn't they say that the offerings have run out?!

How come there is still some! How come there is still some!
Why does it seem like the other side's offerings can never be used up...

Why! Can anyone tell me what happened?!

The returning knights were speechless, they just roared and chopped off head after head, crushed corpse after corpse, full of joy and surprise.

Even I didn't expect it... It's just like the priest took drugs, the effect of the bacteria this time is so long-lasting!

Not only that, it's so strong, so swollen, and so brutal. Endless blood flames continuously pour into my body. No, it's almost filled up... No, don't stop!

Now, amidst the flames, thick smoke, drizzle and thunder, the fog seems to have engulfed the entire world.

As a result, few people noticed the blood-red traces extending across the ground.

Between the broken corpses, blood flowed like a river, silently meandering, flowing over the steps, climbing over the quagmire, and finally countless blood gathered in the new spring, seeping into the cracks under the ground, and merging into the complex spiritual circuit.

In the end, after being purified by fluid alchemy, only a few endless wisps of blood light remained, which fell into the hungry sword blades. Then, with the sounds of Pan Ying, the blood light radiated again, connecting with the blood flames of the fungus, and finally, fell into everyone's body.

Now, all the blood and life on the battlefield have been devoured and transformed by Pan Ying, just like a universal sacrifice converter, using the soul and life of the water ghost to continue the blood flame of the fungus community, continuously!

The terrifying compatibility between the Sword of Panying and the Way of the Masses was even beyond Ji Jue's expectations. They were a seamless connection, a perfect match - don't tell me about charging protocols, voltages, or frequencies. The difference in sacrifices was directly ignored. It was plug and play, it was that simple!
Even if the hostility and despair in it are too strong to be used directly, and eating too much will cause problems, but... you can throw it directly to the priest!

Just let the host digest it and then distribute it!

A stable and complete cycle has been formed between Panying, the fungus community, and the returning knights, which absorb countless deaths and provide a continuous supply of sacrifices and blood sacrifices for the priest.

Moreover, the connection is becoming increasingly close!
You can feel the excitement and joy coming from the other end. They greedily swallow everything and accept nothing without any dissatisfaction.

Delicious, love to eat, like to eat!
There was no humanity or knowledge of the Supreme Good at all, and a large group of priests actually took the initiative to move closer to Pan Ying and looked at him curiously.

In the dark underground space, something seemed to emerge out of thin air.

But I can't see clearly.

Only in the reflection of Pan Ying's mirror-like sword blade could one see a vague and strange figure surrounded by blood flames.

From a distance, he glanced at the present world, then pointed.

Towards Ji Jue.

What the hell is going on? !
Ji Jue had no time to react, he only heard a phantom sound!
Then, a radial water droplet fungus emblem suddenly appeared on Pan Ying, just like a stamp to identify it. Then, a set of secret rituals of inherited burnt sacrifices on how to resonate with the master, how to offer sacrifices, and how to obtain blessings suddenly appeared in Ji Jue's mind as the spiritual essence circulated.

The steps were so detailed, the process so clear, and the essence so profound that it was as if a large group of celestial beings had directly given Ji Jue an epiphany, without any stinginess or reservation.

Ji Jue felt a black screen in front of his eyes and was completely confused.

Hard to understand!

What the hell? Did they just bring me on board after they fell in love? Are you kidding me? How the hell did they bypass the Red Lord of the Red State and give me a position?

That’s not right, brother, I am an ember!
Don't you check the profession when you use your skills?
So he stuffed the top secrets of the Homecoming Knight directly into my arms? And he even gave me extremely detailed information, as if he didn't understand or forget it, so he imprinted it into his consciousness through his spiritual essence... It even seemed like, huh? Why did he even give me administrative privileges? !

Through Pan Ying, which was suddenly recognized as the sacred object of the sacrifice, Ji Jue's mind moved and he made a slight adjustment. Suddenly, the endless flow of blood light changed like an arm, speeding up the operation and circulation again, omitting the previous steps and completely unifying them.

The original rejection and interference of the Law of Heaven seemed to disappear in an instant, and it operated smoothly.

Immediately afterwards, the blood flames on the bodies of all the returning knights surged wildly and surging, as if a gas furnace was suddenly turned to the highest setting, gushing out with a wheezing sound!

Oh my god, so strong! So fierce! So cool!
Their faces suddenly turned blood red, and they instinctively roared and howled - it was getting exciting!!!

While everyone was still immersed in the sudden powerful blessing, Slan felt that something was wrong.

Subconsciously, I sensed it carefully and looked back.

"Ok?"

"Ok!"

"Um?!"

The moment he turned around, the Knight Commander's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and he was stunned - he could only see the figure standing on the top of the building in the distance, overlooking the drizzle.

And on top of his head, there was a crown outlined by a streak of blood.

It was like a creation made of broken iron, with fierce edges and corners, and majestic and violent.

That kind of scene couldn't be more familiar, but the problem was that in the past, it was only seen during the triennial memorial ceremony within the legion, and the person wearing it... "Fuck, why is there suddenly a chief priest?!"

Feeling the unquestionable authority and control, Slan was not careful and almost fell off his horse. He almost dropped his knife and his eyes were dazed.

In the blink of an eye, how did the boss of Party A who gave money become my supervisor? !

Then this... is not right! Right, right? It seems right, no, no, right, right, no... Then will you return the money?
The money has to be paid!

For a moment, when he was overwhelmed with thoughts and confusion, Silan stopped thinking. Anyway, it had nothing to do with people like me who work like this, so he let the head priest who liked to pretend to be an accountant talk to Ji Jue.

Don’t worry about it and don’t ask. If you want to know, just say that the host is awesome and praises everyone!

Just praise it!
In an instant, Slan, with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, drew his sword again and roared to the sky:
“Praise to the group!!!”

Suddenly, the chorus of voices was like a tide, resounding throughout the entire Xinquan, echoing endlessly. Amidst the surging blood flames, waves spread out and swept in all directions.

Snapped--

A broken sound sounded.

On the deck of the Bloodwash Fleet's flagship, the void collapsed like thunder and raged like fire, causing countless people to sweat profusely.

Pacquiao, who was holding the flag and banner, had a dark face. He was actually jumped in the face by a bunch of returning knights who were like stray dogs. Even among the large groups of inheritances, there were differences in levels, but since he had made outstanding achievements, he had never been jumped in the face like this.

If it were in the past, he would have dropped everything and joined the battle himself.

However, as soon as he saw the top of the building overlooking him, he instinctively felt a chill in his back. Without knowing what was hidden in the dark, he was not willing to jump into the workshop...

And now, those bunch of losers below can’t hold on any longer, they keep crying and shouting for help. Can’t they recognize their own position, just die obediently and contribute some value?

boom!
A loud noise broke out again, coming from the hand that was tightly grasping the spear and blood flag.

"Someone, beat the drum—"

He issued an order: "All troops, attack! Anyone who retreats will die, anyone who is afraid of fighting will die!"

In an instant, the hesitant subordinates instinctively stood up and ran away. Soon, four hunched figures covered in black robes were carried up, with mutilated limbs, blindness and deafness.

But the moment he touched the iron drum, horn and bone flute, he instinctively struck, blew and started playing.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
The blood flag twisted and turned, disturbing the sky. Every time it swayed, it once again set off a loud noise that caused countless thin raindrops to be shaken and shattered. The waves spread like ripples, again and again.

The sound of drums and trumpets was interspersed, strange and sharp, so high-pitched that it disrupted consciousness and perception, and the faint hoarse chanting sounded like screams.

Wailing, trembling, choking, and begging.

Here, offer a burnt offering to the Lord of Scars!
At that moment, following Pacquiao's threat and order, all the ship owners issued the order for a general attack. However, before the vanguard troops landed on the shoal, the light rain falling from the sky had turned green without anyone noticing.

Like fire.

The rain of fire was burning, and green poisonous flames rose from it, covering everything and enveloping the new spring.

Under the irrigation of rain, the corpses that were once deeply rooted in the poisonous flames suddenly twitched, and their spasming white eyes opened again, and their broken bodies were controlled by an invisible force.

Like an evil spirit reviving, it gets up again!

Hundreds, thousands, countless... A large number of body parts were pieced together, and more strange shapes emerged from them. There were also dozens of swollen giants made up of monsters and human corpses mixed in, and even more strange-looking things.

It was originally a dead body, but now it seemed to be fearless and was flying towards us!

The dead are resurrected, and the corpses are marching.

Even without other help, Pacquiao alone is enough to create this terrifying scale. And the reason why so many people were brought here is just to create materials!

The Homecoming Knight roared and charged again, but this time, the shattered corpses he trampled on actually gathered together again and pieced themselves together again, entangled with them tightly as if there was no end in sight.

Even the vicious and cold green fire was expelling the blessing of the fungus and interfering with its operation.

Large groups of burnt offerings and inheritances were fighting with each other. He was much more skilled in this than Ji Jue. For a while, Ji Jue could only respond passively and let the situation deteriorate again.

More water ghosts have taken the opportunity to rush in.

Moreover, under the general mobilization, the proportion of the Chosen Ones is alarmingly high, and they pose a greater threat than ever before.

Unfortunately... after achieving such a great result, Pacquiao's face did not show any satisfaction, but became even uglier and gloomier.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Ji Jue, even the broken iron crown that appeared above his head made him look ferocious.

It's you who did this!
The moment he started to revive the dead, he felt that the corpse was empty. Life, blood, and spiritual essence had all disappeared. It was just an empty shell.

Originally, under the transformation of his poisonous flames, the sacrificial souls that were intended to be offered to the Lord of Scars became incomplete, with only scraps left.

The offerings placed on the altar were eaten up by the dogs in the blink of an eye, leaving only a few fruit cores and broken bones, which aroused the anger of the master... If the Lord of Scars had a hand, he would definitely slap Pacquiao twice: You are offering this to the master?! Do you still want to get rich? Do you still have a little reverence in your heart?!

The sacrifice master, who is in harmony with the Supreme Good, will never work in vain. Not to mention giving things for free, he is even more harsh and cruel than evil creatures. If there is no sacrifice, then find a new one!

Now, under Pacquiao's armor and on his back, the overlapping scars of varying sizes are shrinking and receding rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those were all sacrifices made from countless deaths and injuries he had collected over the years... If used properly, they would be his blood packs and spiritual essence supplies, and even his trump card for explosion and comeback.

But now they have to invest in this kind of cannon fodder, and they can't even stop!
The Lord of Scars is always strict, how can he be so easy to talk to?! He is not my biological father, he can come and go at will, and you have to pay when you come, and even cry for a while!
Even if we kill all the Xinquan who are left with only their shells, how much can we replenish?
"Everyone, come at me!"

Pacquiao roared, blood flames rising again, urging the green fire: "Capture Xinquan within a quarter of an hour, otherwise, I will punish you severely!"

The harsh blood contract that had not been used before due to consideration for other people's fear was directly activated. Countless people groaned at this moment, glared fiercely at the people behind them, and no matter how much they resisted, they had to leave their warships and lead the team to rush towards Xinquan.

Go straight in!

They fought head-on with the Homecoming Knights and the soldiers with heavy exoskeleton armor.

At the same time, the sounds of the flutes that originally controlled the sea beasts and monsters suddenly became louder and louder, with changing tones and frequent breaks, calling in more monsters. At the same time, the piercing sound lingered in the ears of every conscious person, ravaging their spirits.

The heart hub hidden in the dark finally exerted its power.

In addition, a white deer with tattoos all over his body also fell from the sky amidst the loud noise. In the sky, thunder and fire were rioting. Under the heavy siege, the skinny entropy system with dark skin began to guide the thunder and continued to bombard and wreak havoc.

No more reservations.

"Finally, it's getting serious."

Ji Jue sighed lightly. At this moment, there was one Chaoba and three Reborns. In the past, taking over a small town like Xinquan would be a piece of cake.

It’s a pity that they really found the wrong place.

"Everyone, the break is over." Ji Jue sighed, "It's time to put some pressure on him."

The moment the words fell, the thunder suddenly stopped, the lightning dissipated, and screams slowly spread... Under the protection of the water ghosts, the skinny woman who controlled the thunder and fire suddenly staggered.

Fall to the ground.

I looked around blankly, not knowing what was happening, and only felt a chill in my heart.

It was not until he lowered his head that he saw that the alchemical equipment hanging around his neck was covered with cracks, and a large hole had appeared on his chest at some point. Wisps of smoke and sparks rose from the burnt flesh.

The heart has long disappeared!
Lao Lin.

He had been lurking in the shadows, waiting for a long time. At this moment, he heard Ji Jue's voice. A wisp of smoke extended out along with the stench of ionization. A hand appeared out of thin air hundreds of meters away, easily took out the woman's heart and took it back.

Then, snap!

He casually contracted his five fingers and crushed the heart that had turned into charcoal.

--die!

At the moment of the battle, according to the usual practice, the Entropy System, which posed the greatest threat and was the easiest to deal with, was eliminated first, and the battle was won first! Then, it turned into thick smoke and scattered everywhere.

The thick smoke gathered and dispersed, running in all directions. The moment the evil ghost appeared in the smoke, there would be an extra heart or head in its hand.

This rebirth form is perfect for melee combat and assassination!
As long as the opponent is not a natural restraint of the Entropy System, or a strong man who can defeat him in one encounter, he can easily keep fighting with him. Even if he cannot create any results, he can easily delay time.

At the critical moment, Huangji’s men finally entered the battlefield.

However, it is a bit wishful thinking to expect Bailu to be able to follow orders like Tianyuan or cooperate closely like a large group.

Besides, there is no need to play micro-management. After setting the KPI and tasks, just send them out like wild dogs and don’t worry about them. They will naturally bring back heads!

In just a few minutes, the huge Xinquan was completely shrouded in smoke, and was shaking and collapsing.

Amidst the roars, a wisp of dust fell from above.

"Mr. Tang, it's your turn." Gou Er bowed his waist and smiled flatteringly: "The boss said that if the problem is solved, there will be a lot of money in the future."

"hehe!"

Tang Qian rolled his eyes, "You miss me now? Huh? Huh!"

"It's too late!"

"It's already too late!"

After being kept in suspense by Ji Jue for more than half a month, even the most ruthless bootlicker could sense that something was wrong. How could this bastard just talk and not do anything?
It's like a scumbag who gets himself into trouble after having sex for free. Every time you ask him about it, he says, "Oh, I will break up with her as soon as possible", "You have to give me some time to prepare", "If love lasts forever, why should we be together day and night?"... Just like that, a burning heart gradually cools down in the day-to-day dealings, and I don't know how many tears I have shed.

Now you come to me and tell me that I actually have you in my heart, and I do this just to be with you in the future... Do I believe it? ! I don't believe you!
"He's my senior, a brother who belongs to the same sect as me!" Tang Qian accused in a shocking voice: "Add more money!"

"okay."

Gou Er nodded.

Snapped!
A gold coin was slapped on the table, and before Tang Qian could say anything else, Gou Er slapped another one, and then another...

After three of them, facing Tang Qian's eager and expectant gaze, Gou Er smiled naively and did not move.

"Mr. Tang, the boss said that there is no problem with advance payment, and the balance payment will definitely not be delayed." He paused and reminded: "However, our factory likes to calculate performance."

Seeing that Tang Qian wanted to say something, he lowered his voice and reminded him, "Look, the fighting outside is in full swing. If we delay for too long, what if everyone else takes their lives? Wouldn't that be a big loss?

Besides, you don't even know the boss's character, so how can you deny the debt?"

I really know your boss's character and I realized that he is not a human being at all!
Tang Qian touched the three gold coins and hesitated to speak for several times. In the end, he could only snort coldly, wiped the coins on the table, and stood up reluctantly: "For such a small amount of money, I can only fuck you for one night at most!"

"You've suffered, you've worked hard."

Gou Er smiled, nodded, and sent Tang Qian out. However, before he left, he suddenly raised a finger and pointed at the flagship of the Blood Washing Fleet:
"The boss also said that if you can hold him back, ten—"

Seeing Tang Qian suddenly turn around and look at him, he quickly added one more word: "——'Get up'."

boom! ! !
Before he could finish his words, his eyes blurred.

With a blink of an eye, Tang Qian disappeared in an instant.

It's like he disappeared from the face of the earth.

The only thing that could be seen was a bloody wake speeding away from the coastal industry.

Just like a volcano erupting suddenly without warning, the disturbed flame tail stretched endlessly in the air, straight forward, drawing a straight line accurate to centimeters between the two points.

The wind and the remaining clouds!

I'll ram into walls, tear down houses, and chop down people along the way!
Even when being torn into pieces, the dead were unable to react.

In the storm that erupted in the blink of an eye, countless bricks, broken tiles, flesh and debris rushed into the sky along with the air waves. At this moment, Tang Qian had already smashed into the flagship of the Bloodwashing Fleet like a meteorite.

The 'dearest friends' and 'brothers' that he had just mentioned were already within reach.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but grin, showing his honesty and enthusiasm.

Then, he swung his sword, spear, and halberd, and without hesitation, jumped and chopped at Lao Deng's forehead!

"——How dare you, old dog, hurt my foster father!!!"

(End of this chapter)