Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 730 Goat's Constraint

In order to reduce the number of skills to five powers, Xia Shou had to deposit the useless skills.

At this moment, Xia Shou has a total of eight superpowers, but the future prefabrication does not essentially belong to the power of this era. The reason why it can be used in modern times is because he used the seven-branch fragment as a carrier to bring it from the other world.

But if there is no Seven-branch Fragment, then it should remain in the Blood Dynasty period together with skills such as [Praying Ash Blade] and [A Place to Stand Even in Nothingness], so future prefabrication is not counted among the five skills.

The number of skills that the power bank can lend out is exactly two, which can just reduce the number of skills to five so as not to be overloaded. In the duel with the writer, there are obviously two skills that cannot be used, Stand and Impermanence Eyes.

After borrowing these two, the weight is barely qualified. After that, he only needs to eat the book given to him by Rosa to increase his understanding and gain the qualification to continue sinking in the Root Sea. Once he can sink, he can use the blood bottle given to him by Shangguan Yan to activate [Reach the Pinnacle in No One]!

While Xia Shou was making preparations for the battle, other people in the Control Bureau were also busy running around to convey D God's message. The next opportunity for a duel was about to come, and by then, the last piece of the puzzle would be complete.

Time passed by minute by minute. While everyone was preparing, they were also praying that Shangguan Yan could defeat the writer. If Shangguan Yan could do it, then any problem would be solved. Even if not, everyone hoped that she could buy more time for others.

Xia Shou, who knew about the duel with Shen Lu, had already made an appointment for this duel opportunity, but only God knew whether this opportunity would fall upon him. Fortunately, Modise felt that the probability of getting this opportunity was very high.

Finally, the time has come.

There was silence in the command room. Modice and Lindy looked at the wall clock and saw that the second hand had clearly passed twelve o'clock. They were sure that the time for the results had passed. They both looked at Xia Shou at the same time, with a little uneasiness and anxiety in their eyes.

"How is it?" Lindy asked.

Only Xia Shou himself knows whether he has got the chance for a duel.

Xia Shou had no expression on his face and sighed softly: "No."

He did not receive any hints, and at the same time he knew very well that he had no chance to challenge others to a duel. Reality was not as friendly as the heroic stories, and was as cruel as fate.

"Then your plan cannot be implemented, right?"

Xia Shou didn't say anything, but turned to look at the empty battlefield with no obstructions.

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In the center of the deserted city, a strange wave suddenly appeared.

The next second, the male version of Shangguan Yan appeared out of thin air, with huge wounds all over his body. His right arm was missing, and there were a large number of penetrating wounds on his torso, and the internal organs and pale bones in the abdominal cavity could be directly seen.

The flame burned fiercely at the wound. Although the flame transformation could prevent the injury from getting worse, he had no way to transform the flame into flesh and blood to repair his body, because Jiang Wengao's abnormal burning fire did not have such a function.

Not only that, the writer's skin also showed a chilling abnormality. The skin on his face and body were stuck to each other. The skin was repeatedly pulled and stitched, becoming a tight and wrinkled piece.

The tight skin limited the range of movement of his limbs. The slightest movement would cause it to crack and flames would burst out.

If you look more carefully, you can find that the writer's body has actually been cut into seven or eight pieces. It is only the sewing ability he imitated from Shang Liang that allows him to barely piece his cut body together, but even so, it is very difficult.

"Why? Why are you trying to kill me?!" the writer shouted hoarsely. A few seconds after the writer appeared, the abnormality detection value of the command center soared again, and Shangguan Yan also appeared in the center of the battlefield. Her short hair, which was just above her shoulders, became twice as long, spreading in the air behind her, slowly floating, as if immersed in water.

At the same time, both eyes were completely enveloped in white light.

She came in front of the writer in an instant, raised her hand and pressed the writer's face. Then the writer's shrill and desperate screams were heard. His skin was constantly rubbed by invisible things. As his skin continued to wear away, flames continued to rise, as if he wanted to avoid this difficult-to-avoid injury as much as possible.

Immediately afterwards, several invisible slashes swept out, cutting the writer's body in half again, and also splitting the high-rise buildings in the distance into two.

The writer continued to "match" his torn body, roaring out of anger or pain.

After just a few seconds, the writer's voice became noticeably weaker. Seeing this, all the members of the command center stood up excitedly and stared at the picture on the screen.

"She's going to win?!" Lindy said in disbelief.

Everyone saw with their own eyes that Shangguan Yan's power had a direct effect on the writer, and the writer's abnormality level was at least level six and difficult to measure. According to the grading standards, it was EX level.

And Shangguan Yan’s current power can actually directly affect EX-level writers!

Abnormal body?
Over limit?

But now, none of this matters, as long as we can win!
As long as we can kill the writer and stop this signing! It doesn't matter whether Shangguan is an abnormal body or a transcendent, these are insignificant matters in front of the signing.

Everyone held their breath, staring at the writer whose life was fading away. Only Qiao Xin stared at Shangguan Yan, as if she had noticed something.

"Where is the Thirsty Goat? Why didn't the demon appear?" Qiao Xin frowned.

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately turned around and ran towards Xia Shou, grabbed Xia Shou's arms and said, "Listen, we must stop her immediately! Her current state is more dangerous than the writer, we must stop her immediately!"

At the same time, Shangguan Yan on the battlefield, the space behind him suddenly opened up a purple split, and a mysterious lavender mist erupted from it.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of transparent ghost thorns shot out from the dimensional cracks and tightly wrapped around Shangguan Yan's legs and wrists.

Shangguan Yan suddenly loosened her grip on the writer's hand. Her expression suddenly became one of extreme pain and she let out a roar of anger. Then her eyes, which were shining with golden light, dimmed in an instant and her whole body seemed to have lost all its strength and she instantly went limp.

Those ghostly thorns tightly grasped Shangguan Yan's hands, and she was suspended in the air like a hare caught by a hunter.

Shangguan Yan blinked, and rationality took over again. At the same time, she saw her situation clearly.

[No need to thank me, but it seems that you have stopped here... Hehe.] From the crack behind him, the sheep-headed demon's teasing laughter came.

Then the ghost thorns let go of Shangguan Yan and shrank back into the crack.

Shangguan Yan supported her knees with her hands and straightened up with difficulty. Her mind was still in a mess. Some messy desires and past memories mixed together, making her overwhelmed by a lot of unrealistic and fantastic ideas.

An angry roar was heard in front of him, and the writer, who was almost inhuman shape, suddenly jumped up and stabbed Shangguan Yan with his only remaining left hand!
Shangguan Yan frowned and gritted his teeth, cursing in his heart: "Damn it!"

Even the liberation of the domain couldn't kill this bastard?
(End of this chapter)