Above Destiny

Chapter 424 Six Outside Six
"You bunch of Embers are such trouble."

A boring sigh came from Ji Jue's sensory communication: "I ran so far, but ended up taking care of a bunch of minions. It's not even a warm-up...why not just ask me to kill that guy?"

"No need."

Ji Jue shook his head decisively: "I spent so much time and effort just to prepare this dish myself. If he dies in someone else's hands before the show is over, wouldn't it be meaningless?"

"Hey, if you really want to explore your own limits, why bother looking back and forth and having so many concerns?" The voice sneered and encouraged, "Just go ahead and draw your sword. Victory or death is all that matters."

"I'm a craftsman, why should I draw my sword with others?" Ji Jue asked in confusion, which immediately silenced the other party.

"By the way, do you know the safety regulations for laboratories and factories?"

Ji Jue lowered his eyes and glanced at the battlefield, and slowly responded: "When handling dangerous chemicals and conducting risky experiments, all the rules and regulations will tell you tirelessly that you must make all necessary protections and preparations.

Don't be afraid of trouble, trouble is the right thing to do.

Only in this way can we minimize losses, risks and accidents before changes come. "

Ji Jue said: "For such a dangerous test product, it is never too cautious. Otherwise, how can we handle it calmly and avoid waste?"

"Heh, ember."

The voice seemed to shake its head and sigh, but it was met with another cold snort.

Ji Jue didn't care about this.

He just stood far away from the battlefield, admiring all the changes in front of him, and even the opponent's desperate situation.

Come on, Pacquiao, don't worry about it, just struggle!
"Let me see your limits..."

Ji Jue sighed softly and snapped his fingers again.

Suddenly, in the heavy rain, a huge amount of metal friction sound burst out.

In the ruins, under the mud, behind the broken doors, and even in the warehouses on the coast, indicator lights lit up and spread like scarlet pupils.

Tricycles, minivans, trucks and even motorcycles, leftover goods in the warehouse, and even discarded guns and scrapped equipment...

Under the power of the deus ex machina, countless mechanical creations awakened, became alive, roared, and rushed out, gathering together like a metal tide with no end in sight.

The final straw that broke the camel's back was thrown onto the battlefield!
Then, even the pirate ships that were gradually sinking and stranded showed signs of activation and change. The artillery and machine guns that had originally lost their response turned their muzzles around and began firing indiscriminately.

Seeing the water ghosts defeated and fleeing in a panic, Pacquiao's anger gradually dissipated after realizing that his plan had failed.

The face covered with wrinkles and scars gradually calmed down.

It's like, I've made some kind of decision.

Swallow the shame of being played around with and applauded by others!

"If that's the case, then this shame will be washed away with your blood!"

Pacquiao whispered softly, silently declaring: "Da Qun, no ..."

"——Mad! Massacre! Witness!"

In an instant, there was no longer any spirit in the pair of eyes that turned pitch black, only a void as if nothingness.

The sound of shattering suddenly rang out, so clear and subtle, yet it echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

It’s like being freed from shackles!

The evil aura was no longer concealed and gushed out from his body, causing everyone to change color involuntarily.

He raised the blood flag in his hand, and the green fire that once covered the sky and the earth strangely changed direction, gathered together, and wrapped around his body in layers.

Wherever he passed, all the water ghosts were burned to ashes in the green fire, wailing and struggling in vain, as they were drained of all their energy... Just like that, he fulfilled his last duty as cannon fodder!

Two curved horns slowly emerged from his forehead, pointing obliquely toward the sky.

Layer upon layer of pitch-black scales grew out from beneath the flesh and blood, covering the entire body, leaving no weak spots, while strange bat wings stretched out from behind, raised up, and spread out.

Swallowed up all the light.

Rebirth form, appear!

boom!
In an instant, the victim broke through the air and fell from the sky!

The remaining walls outside Xinquan collapsed with a loud bang, and countless buildings were cracked in the aftermath.

The devil wrapped in green fire fell from the sky and appeared in front of the Homecoming Knights' sharp arrow formation!

He raised the bone spear in his hand.

Pointing ahead.

"Come!"

Silan only felt a wave of chill that engulfed everything!
There was no room for hesitation or escape. Any retreat at this moment would only lead to death. The only thing he could do was to speed up. He once again raised the holy flag in his hand and shouted and roared.

The blood flames of the fungus roared and gathered on the lance in his hand. The power of hundreds of returning knights condensed into one point and rushed forward fiercely!

Blood and blood, fire and fire.

The instantaneous confrontation was like a raging sea wave crashing into pieces in front of a reef. Slan, who was at the front, had been flown out and fallen, with half of his body crushed into mud, and a tragic crack appeared on the holy flag in his hand.

The originally indestructible torrent of blood and flames collapsed and disintegrated in the tit-for-tat collision, and a crack was created running through it, splitting it into two!
Pacquiao withstood the charge of more than a hundred returning knights head-on, yet he remained unscathed.

He indifferently shook off the broken flesh and head on the bone spear in his hand, and stepped forward again.

"Get out!" The spear was swung casually, shattering a wisp of smoke that was extending out, forcing Lao Lin out of his spiritual state. As he retreated in embarrassment, it was difficult to get close to him anymore.

The sickle in his hand had cracks on it and broke silently.

"That guy is finally getting serious..."

The white deer had no time to feel sad and quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the strange force that was invading it.

It seemed as if a tangible sticky darkness spread from under Pacquiao's feet, and the muddy darkness surged, with wisps of green fire rising and falling from it.

Rotting bones and broken corpses vaguely emerged from the darkness of the mud, rising and falling, twitching, and squirming, more like a dance, the corpses weeping and sobbing, and the bones laughing and singing wildly.

The phosphorescent blood flames rise and fall, floating and turning.

——[Circle·The Abyss of Eternal Darkness and Buried Bones] begins here!

Once he decided to go all out, the originally thin aura of goodness could no longer cover up the evil pollution that was like a raging tide, and the true face of Pacquiao, the victim, was now revealed in front of everyone!
This is the evil that was catalyzed by the endless infighting, looting, and fighting among the Thousand Islands. It is the real choice of slaughter!
After all, what is the difference between a large group and a massacre?
Pacquiao didn't care and sneered - same war, same killing, same death like a dog, is it possible to tell which one is better and which one is more evil?
It's nothing more than dog biting dog, man killing people, eat eat eat, kill kill kill, burn burn burn, die die die!

The bodies of the dead were piled up in a mess, and the survivors ate the bodies, stepped on the flames and charred corpses, and climbed higher and higher step by step. Which body was more noble, and which body was more despicable? !
The big group doesn't care.

Even now, the blessing from the priest has not weakened in the slightest!
The sound of explosions continued.

The burning of phosphorus fire alone melted all the surrounding mechanical creations into molten iron.

In the Longjiang River, the huge Prosperity roared, and the hundreds-meter-long drive shaft in its hand was thrown towards this place. Amid the loud noise that broke through the air, only a flash of green fire and blood was seen, and then it broke into two pieces.

Immediately afterwards, a deep crack emerged from the armor of the hull and penetrated deep into the interior.

Sparks flew and fuel oozed out like blood.

Finally, the pair of dark eyes looked towards Ji Jue who was on a tall building in the distance.

"now you!"

In the muddy darkness of the circle, countless phosphorous fires burst out and gathered together to form a hideous and strange giant hand. In the mud, countless bones gathered together and turned into the shape of spears.

Throw it out brazenly!

Long before that, the alarm from Isis had sounded.

But Ji Jue remained indifferent.

In the roaring torrent of green fire, countless strands of silver light emerged from nowhere, gathered together, and blocked the front, but were torn through like layers of thin paper.

Immediately afterwards, the Longshan Armor rose suddenly.

Pan Ying chopped and slashed, and they collided head-on!
In a flash, the entire Xinquan shook violently, and the sound of explosions rang out from the ground. A large number of sheds collapsed, and dust flew everywhere.

The surface of the Longshan armor turned red, the dragon's blood boiled, and the spiritual light above Panying dimmed, like a candle in the wind.

But the value of [Unmovable as a Mountain] was also fully demonstrated. After taking such a terrifying blow, it was still able to remain the same!
Even Ji Jue was stunned for a moment.

But then, I felt cold all over.

The reason why he was able to block it was not only because his defense was as strong as a rock...but the opponent didn't put much strength into this attack!

It's just like a guise to attract attention!
No, from the beginning to now, the strange changes that have occurred in Pacquiao have successfully attracted the attention of everyone, including himself, which means...

Finally, he suddenly realized.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

A strange and hoarse laugh suddenly sounded above the sky, like an illusion.

Quiet.

The deathly silence came suddenly. The desolate white mist lingering in the flames of war and the thin rain falling from the sky suddenly stopped, as if time had frozen.

In the dark clouds above the sky, a flash of lightning dimly illuminated a vague figure hanging high above the sky. It appeared there at some unknown time, quietly accumulating strength out of everyone's sight, until the moment the opportunity came, it suddenly jumped up!
The aura of the great evil Youshuang was revealed and merged into the dark clouds for thousands of miles, as if an invisible mouth had opened and swallowed up all the thunder above the sky of Xinquan.

Even the flames above the earth were swaying in fear, frozen by the bleak whiteness.

The huge new spring is like falling into an icy cave.

All the heat was sucked away, devoured greedily, and finally gathered into a drop of flame as black as water at the fingertips of the strange figure, as if it was the collapse and condensation of all destruction in the world.

From the laughter, the fire of annihilation, enough to completely evaporate most of the Xinquan, shot out like light and lightning.

Towards Ji Jue!

But, what's even more regrettable is that Ji Jue only realized it a little late, and he...

Well, it's a little early to laugh.

“There really is a Sixth Brother!”

Without any warning, a sighing voice sounded from behind the figure, full of regret: "What a pity, even if a wolf came..."

Above the sky, in a narrow shadow that could not be illuminated by the interlaced lightning, a figure suddenly crossed a long distance and appeared out of thin air.

Close at hand.

When the smug victim finally discovered it, he felt a finger gently pressing on the back of his head.

Then, what was displayed was the pinnacle...

Hunting Finger·Flying Light!

(End of this chapter)