Chapter 114 Death Resistance, the Bone Sword Penetrating the God
The heavy sword was like a meteor falling from the sky, splitting the castle apart, and fell on the god's domain without any fancy.
The collision of two completely different abilities created a dazzling brilliance.
It illuminates the night like day.
For hundreds of meters in radius, the air twisted sharply.
The aftermath spread out in all directions, shattering the castle glass and causing large-scale cracks in the walls.
Then it slowly collapsed with an overwhelmed "moan".
Dust rose into the sky toward the stars.
The students standing outside were all deeply shocked by the shocking power of the attack.
Many people have only had the opportunity to see Grandmaster take action on the screen in the past, and they always felt that the exaggerated visual effects involved artistic editing and rendering.
But what happened before them today told them that the master in the real world could only be more terrifying than imagined.
There is a huge gulf between martial arts masters and martial arts masters.
Throughout history, there are many talented martial arts students who can compete with martial arts masters.
But no martial artist has ever been able to stand up to the power of a master.
Even a mediocre master with the weakest talent who relies entirely on time and energy to kill a martial artist is as easy as flipping a palm.
Wait for the dust to disperse.
The castle was in ruins.
Zheng Qingshan's tall body stood proudly. He held the heavy sword tightly in both hands and always maintained a chopping posture.
And that invisible realm of gods also revealed its true form under the pressure of powerful external forces.
The thick red flesh has blue-black protruding tendons, and is covered with densely packed weird little eyes and tentacles, like countless flesh maggots squirming with the flesh, and a fishy smell of mucus is constantly spraying out.
Zheng Qingshan's heavy sword sank three feet deep into this layer of flesh and was firmly stuck after its strength was removed.
Not only that, this mass of flesh and blood also has a strong self-healing ability, constantly repairing the injuries it just suffered.
It is almost impossible to cut it with this sword.
Big beads of sweat slid down the old man's cheeks.
In addition to solemnity, there was also a trace of panic in his eyes.
No one who has experienced the last era can remain calm when facing a god.
"How many years have passed since these damn beasts have regained so much strength? Are they really coming back as those old guys said?"
However, the top priority is to rescue Qi Sui.
Their Qinglong Martial Arts University finally managed to recruit a good talent this year, but they can't just let it go here.
While Zheng Qingshan continued to wrestle with the red meat ball, he suddenly turned back and shouted.
"Go quickly and call Chaofan!"
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The place of secondary origin.
Qi Sui approached the pool step by step.
The water in the pool was boiling and surging, and through the steaming blood-evil air, one could vaguely see a spherical red object soaked in the water.
Just as he was about to put his foot in it.
The whole world suddenly shook violently.
Landslides and rocks cracked, big trees were broken, and a ferocious hole was cut in the sky.
Qi Sui also woke up from the mental manipulation.
He immediately ran away quickly.
And Amaemon's voice became urgent.
"Come back soon, kid, here is everything you desire."
"Go away, who the hell is willing to be a running dog of yours, a lost dog that has been beaten and is hiding in Tibet? If you have to be a dog, why not let the adult you talk about do it!"
Qi Sui was filled with fear, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
If you really walk into that pool of water, your soul will definitely be polluted.
He looked up at the huge crack in the sky, and was sure that he must have been pulled into a place similar to an illusion.
Amma was furious.
"Do you think you can escape? Even if I lose that statue today, I will make you my child."
In an instant, a spiritual wave swept over me like a tidal wave.
Can't be controlled anymore!
Qisui’s crisis awareness reached its peak.
But based on my current superficial understanding of those forces, it is completely unrealistic to rely on the spirit to fight against the gods.
Only the extraordinary... can fight against gods!
Thinking of this, Qi Sui no longer hesitated, reaching for the back of his neck. His fingertips penetrated deeply into the flesh, and finally grasped a strong front bone that felt slightly warm.
The severe pain made his slightly dizzy brain clear up again and again.
"ah--"
Accompanied by the boy's hysterical and pitiful wails.
The skin and flesh were turned outwards, and blood spurted out.
The spine wrapped in black light was pulled out of his body bit by bit.
At this moment, the endless killing intent violently rushed into his mind, one step ahead of the flesh and blood god, destroying his remaining sanity, and his blood-red eyes reflected the illusion of the destruction and collapse of the world.
There is only one thought left, kill everything in sight!
What is this?
Amaemon was a little stunned.
It felt some of its own divine power on the boy's detached dark spine, but in terms of the level of extraordinary characteristics, it was much higher than its own back then.
"child……"
Amaemon also wanted to use mental manipulation.
But there was only one word in response to it.
"kill!"
[Exclusive skill (unique): Spine Sword·Drawing Slash (max)]
From professional awakening to drawing the sword today.
The spine was stored in the physical furnace for nearly 50 days.
50 times the damage amplitude!
Not only physical injuries, but also mental attacks!
Seeing that something was wrong with the situation, Amaemon's will became cold and his murderous intent was revealed.
"Since you don't want to be my child, then there is no value in your existence!"
"Flesh and blood! Swallow it! Turn it into strength and merge with me!"
As the words fell, a red flesh wall covered in mucus suddenly appeared in the space around Qi Sui, as if he suddenly fell into the intestines of some terrifying giant.
The devouring power emanating from the red flesh wall acted on Qi Sui without reservation.
Then, a scene that shocked Amaemon appeared.
Even ordinary extraordinary warriors could not resist the flesh-devouring divine power, but it had no effect on Qi Sui, and even the hairs on his skin could not be bent.
"What the hell are you!"
Amaemon was shocked and angry.
Two rays of red light were ejected from the secondary source pool and fell on Qi Sui, just like a breeze meeting a rock and then dissipating.
Can't be killed?
Amaemon’s mind is filled with questions?
It never thought that it would be defeated in front of an ant human being who was not even extraordinary.
On Qi Sui's career panel, a clear judgment is displayed.
[Death resistance triggers! Damage immune! 】
[Death resistance triggers! Damage immune! 】
[Death resistance triggers! ...]
This is the extraordinary characteristic of the profession [Crazy Fighting Tyrant].
When he enters the red-eye state, he will have death resistance and cannot be killed.
And this characteristic is even more buggy when facing beings that are far stronger than themselves, because their casual blows can have a killing effect, thus directly triggering death immunity.
It's a pity that Qi Sui, who has entered the red-eyed state, has already lost his mind and has no interest in paying attention to the changes in the career panel.
He gripped the spine sword tightly, and with an angry roar, he swung it in a semicircle and slashed it towards the Second Source Pond.
There is a crack in space.
Amaemon, who had been consumed several times, could no longer maintain the existence of the spiritual illusion, and the world picture suddenly shattered.
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Outside the castle.
The students were still looking forward to it, observing whether Zheng Qingshan could go on a rampage and successfully rescue Junior Qi Sui. They also hoped that Xia Guochaofan would notice the movement here earlier and rush over as soon as possible.
At this time, Gu Xiyue finally dialed the phone number.
A few dozen seconds later, the phone was picked up, and a slightly excited, gentle and magnetic male voice came from the other side.
"Xiaoyue, you, you... why did you contact me suddenly? Are you in any trouble?"
Gu Xiyue opened her mouth, suddenly not knowing how to talk to this man.
She looked towards the ruins deep in the castle, and the situation was already precarious. Just as she gritted her teeth and was about to speak, something strange happened again.
Under the night sky in Tianfu.
A hideous and ugly crimson flesh ball appeared, its body covered with densely packed small eyes and small tentacles.
There is a scarlet vertical pupil in the middle that penetrates the ball, exuding coldness and cruelty without any emotion.
Its shape covers the sky and is more than a thousand meters high, shrouding the entire prosperous Tianfu capital and the hundreds of millions of humans living here under its shadow.
Amaemon's shadow has just appeared.
The entire Tianfu City fell into great chaos.
I don’t know how many vehicles caused car accidents due to this moment of distraction, causing explosions and flames shooting into the sky.
Pedestrians still on the street could only stand there with their heads raised.
Under the gaze of this monster, their bodies could not stop trembling, their legs were weak, and they did not even have the courage to escape.
This is an instinctive fear imprinted deep in our cells and genes.
It's like the ants living at the bottom of the food chain are being targeted by the giant dragon at the top.
"What kind of monster is this? Is it going to die?"
"Where is the extraordinary warrior? Come and save us!"
"Oh my god, this is Tianfu City! The safest place in Xia Country. I'm only twenty years old. I just went to college and haven't been in love yet. I don't want to die!"
"Uuuuuu——"
"..."
Desperate and helpless ordinary people slumped on the ground.
There are many young lovers who hug each other tightly in what they think is the last moment of their lives, trying to use love to drive away fear.
But at this moment.
The shadow of a jet-black bone sword that was larger than it was projected.
The moment the bone sword appeared, endless red air waves centered on the manor were like red currents, shooting out over the entire Tianfu City.
It's like condensing a field of energy magnetic field.
Power outage.
A city falls into darkness.
Under the horrified gazes of countless people, the bone sword slashed down violently, like the mighty power of heaven, chopping the whole ball of flesh into two pieces with overwhelming force.
Amaemon's shadow is slowly dissipating.
Until the last moment, its scarlet vertical pupil was still staring at Qi Sui and this prosperous and stable world.
The cold and cruel voice echoed over the city for a long time.
"Remember my name, I am Amaemon, the god who controls the power of flesh and blood!"
"One day, we will meet again!"
"It won't be... too long!"
The bright moon is high and the stars are twinkling.
The night became quiet again, as if nothing had happened.
Only then can ordinary people regain their ability to move from the terrifying pressure of Amaemon.
The lovers looked at each other and could see the joy of surviving the disaster in each other's eyes, and the hands they held became closer.
There were even more people with puzzled faces, as if they had experienced a dream performance.
God of flesh and blood?
Bone sword?
These things are too far away from their ordinary lives!
……
the other side.
Qi Sui's aura weakened rapidly after he slashed out the sword.
The redness in his eyes began to fade away, and he regained his senses.
The soreness in the muscles all over his body made him take several breaths of cold air. He glanced at the black light bone sword in his palm and felt a toothache.
Did you really pull out your spine?
There is a feeling of emptiness in my body, and I long for the fullness to be filled!
In desperation, Qi Sui grabbed the bone sword and thrust it towards the back of his neck.
Everything is going smooth.
Just like sheathing a sword, it makes a clanging sound.
Under the influence of extraordinary characteristics, the spine is perfectly connected to the body, continuing to enjoy the warmth of the flesh and blood furnace, waiting for the next day to unsheath and show off its edge.
"Oh, luckily, luckily, if something goes wrong with the spine, you will have to be a paraplegic and sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life!"
Qi Sui showed a lucky smile.
This was his first time trying a professional-specific skill, and he was still a little scared.
Thinking of the power of that sword, he pursed his lips, and there was some aftertaste on his face.
"I'm afraid even an ordinary master can't stop that move of drawing the sword, right?"
Although Amaemon is the god of the past, after all, his strength has not returned to its peak, and this statue only contains a ray of its divine thoughts, plus the external consumption of Zheng Qingshan.
The final residual power is about the level of an ordinary grandmaster.
"It's just a pity. This sword will make you lose your mind when you use it. It's a bit like an indiscriminate attack. It seems that you have to be careful when using it in the future, so as not to kill your own people too."
"Perhaps when the mental attribute points are higher, you won't be controlled by this murderous intention, right?"
Many thoughts came to Qi Sui's mind.
Finally, he looked straight ahead.
He has now reached the end of the corridor.
There is a long wooden table here, with several candles lit on the table. Even with such a big commotion just now, the candles could not be extinguished.
Under the illumination of candlelight, a mysterious spherical statue was scattered in two halves from the middle, lying there quietly.
A large number of prompts are refreshed in the career panel.
The light released by the upgrade made him unable to open his eyes.
"It is detected that 0.1 of the same source of power can be converted into experience points. The experience value of the profession [Crazy Fighting Tyrant] is +100000..."
"Occupation [Battle Tyrant] lv2 → lv4"
"Attribute points +6, skill points +2"
[Career 2: Fighting Tyrant (Extraordinary) lv4 (52236/70000)]
Not only that, this massive amount of homologous power that is converted into experience values slowly flows through the body, nourishing every flesh and blood cell. It is a process of continuous strengthening and stimulation.
If you could look inside, you would find that the surface of Qisui's flesh and blood cell wall was gradually covered with a very faint red halo, as if an ordinary stone was beginning to transform into a beautiful jade.
[Physique +8]
【Strength +8】
[Spirit +8]
This is the strengthening effect brought about by the physical body absorbing 0.1 of the same source of extraordinary power.
An unprecedented feeling of power came to my mind.
Qi Sui slowly clenched his fist, and the flowing air was like cotton, and he directly squeezed out a sonic boom.
That is a sign of strength breaking through the bottleneck and breaking through the threshold.
He felt that if he punched seriously now, he should be able to punch more than 500,000 pounds of power.
Although there is still a certain gap between the million-pound standard of a grandmaster, in terms of strength, it can already crush most [Sun Realm] martial arts masters.
The improvement in physical fitness is also obvious.
The flesh and blood that were still in pain a moment ago have become very weak now.
The body of flesh and blood is like a pair of steel and iron bones.
With a little force, the terrifying density of muscle textures piled together like folds.
He even suspected that even a small-caliber pistol fired at close range would not be able to cause significant damage to this body.
"In general, after jumping three levels in a row, the harvest this time is quite good."
"It would be nice if I could chop down a few more statues..."
Qi Sui smiled.
Suddenly, he looked up and looked outside.
The realm of gods was shattered as the projection of the God of flesh and blood dissipated. Zheng Qingshan's eyes were solemn, and he rushed in with a dragon's stride. His falcon-like eyes fell on Qi Sui, with both doubts and questions.
Seeing something bad, Qi Sui, who didn't know how to explain it, simply rolled his eyes and staggered down in front of Zheng Qingshan.
Before he could ask, he fell into a coma.
Zheng Qingshan was left standing alone in the cold wind, a little messy.
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(End of chapter)