Like a steel python with blades, the silver daggers tore at Cook with a terrifying sound, destroying everything that stood in their path.

"Come on! Lao Tzu is not afraid of you!"

Grabbing the handle of the heavy mace with both hands, Cook swung desperately at the storm of blades that had struck first.

The next moment, the two "steel beasts" slammed together with a fierce spark, and the sharp shattering sound tore at the eardrums of people, as if hundreds of tuning forks were being struck at the same time.

The handle of the mace was bent in an incredible arc, and the silver daggers were also broken a lot, and the broken blades fell to the ground like broken mirrors.

However, the blades were not shaken apart after being struck by the mace, and they immediately enveloped the mace and tried to snatch the heavy weapon of great destruction from Cook's hand.

"Hehe, I've tasted Lao Tzu's awesomeness!" Cook's muscles were congested, and the power he burst out at this time was no less than that of an adult mammoth, "Want to take the mace from my hand?"

"Drink!"

With that, Cook's calves suddenly sank into the floor, and with the help of the power of the earth, his waist and abdomen and arms were quickly forced, and the mace broke free from the shackles of those silver daggers and was pulled out by Cook!

In the distance, sitting on the sculpture of the sun god Apollo, the hat is like a lonely old man walking in the sunset, he bows his head and allows blood to gush from the hideous wound in his abdomen, while his hands are constantly dancing, the cuffs are densely packed with blood-colored threads, and the Roman short sword in his hand is like the baton in the hands of a conductor.

"This is your last death dance before stepping into the abyss, ahem," the corner of Kasaki's mouth was foaming at the bloody froth that stained the clown oil paint on its face, "The taste of blood, the last time I tasted it was in the dusk ten years ago, and it was also the day the clown was born, no matter how long it has passed, it is still so sour and weak!

Blood rolled down the hem of the statue of Apollo and fell into the rubble and dust.

No sooner had Cook pulled the mace out than an even more dangerous feeling came over him, and he felt the stone slab under his feet shaking violently, as if something behemoth was about to break through the ground.

"Tough!"

With his legs bent, Cook pulled his legs out of the floor with a momentary burst of explosive power and stood on the ground again.

As the tremor intensified, Cook had barely gained his footing, when another storm of blades burst through the floor and rushed up, piercing the floor between the two floors, slicing through Cook's legacy armor and then breaking through the top of the council chamber and turning back.

As if he had been run over by a steel python, Cook's heart had stopped in those few seconds, and even the surface of the extremely defensive inheritance armor was covered with tiny nicks cut by a silver dagger.

The short NDE frightened Cook, who gasped for breath as he covered his heart with his left hand.

"Damn, the effect of this medicine won't dissipate so soon, right! It seems that the battle must be resolved as soon as possible!" Looking at the shattered council hall that had been destroyed, and then at the few secret doors that had survived, Cook narrowed his eyes, "If this guy is the first to find the position of the nun, wouldn't Lao Tzu be very faceless, but if you are hit by Lao Tzu's wolf tooth hammer, I'm afraid you won't last long, let's see if you support yourself first and don't fall, or be smashed into pulp by Lao Tzu first!"

The broken electric light flickered on and off, and in the dim environment, another sound of breaking the air came from behind Cook.

Turning around, Cook quickly compressed his muscles and smashed into the darkness, and then his entire arm was numb, and it was another storm of blades that rushed with surging power, but the impact of these blades was obviously stronger and stronger each time, and Cook's body was directly knocked out upside down.

The Legacy Armor's boots dragged the ground through two ravines, and it wasn't until he was close to the wall that Cook was able to withstand the onslaught of the blade, and his armor gauntlets were damaged as a result.

"Boy, I didn't expect your vitality to be so tenacious, and you still have such combat effectiveness, so I'll give you a ride!"

Clenching his somewhat deformed fists, Cook's arms were recovering from the paralysis little by little, and at this time, there was a feeling of soreness in his arm muscles, and he could feel that the heartbeat rate of his heart was not as fast as before, and the effect of the strengthening amplification potion was slowly fading.

Just as Cook was about to attack Kasa, the sound of air currents surging from the left and right sides at the same time came from the left and right sides, and there was no need to think that this time it was two sword storms that attacked Cook at the same time.

"I'm fed up with your tricks!

Cook first raised two fists above his head, and then the muscles of his arms suddenly expanded in a circle, even the inheritance armor was a little deformed, Cook's face suddenly turned red, and some of the gravel under his feet was shaking incessantly, and then Cook suddenly bent down and bent his knees, and the two huge fists slammed down on the ground on both sides of his body.

The fist smashed the stone slab out of two large holes, but the surging fist wind did not stop, and they each brought a torrent of cyclones, shattering the stones on the ground and bombarding the blade storm on both sides.

The shattering torrent could not stop the Blade Storm, but it briefly halted their forward momentum, and Cook took advantage of the momentary time difference to lift the mace and pounce fiercely on the seated Kasa.

And Kasa seemed to have expected all this, he did not retreat, let alone dodge, but stood up in severe pain, I don't know whether it was sadness or pain, Kasa actually held his forehead and laughed wildly, his laughter was sharp and piercing.

"Do you think you can escape the shadow of death? No, no, no, no, I've decided your fate!

Kasa grasped the Roman dagger in one hand, two blood streaks slid off the blade, and then his clothes suddenly swayed, as if a strong wind was blowing from behind him, and the sound of metal "bang-bang-bang" was endless.

"What's the trick?!"

Cook didn't want to give Kasa a chance, and every step he took was accompanied by the crumble of the slate, and his speed increased.

At this moment, in the darkness behind Kasa, four phosphorescent sword blade storms rolled out, and it was really like four giant pythons guarding Kasa's body, and they slowly rotated and made a chilling sound.

"Let me think about what famous painting I made you look like? El Greco's Laocoon seems to be good, hehehe. ”

As soon as the words fell, Kasa's face suddenly became gloomy, as if the sky was clear one second, and the next second it was dark clouds, and then Kasa walked towards Cook who was running over, his lower body was almost red with blood, and the wound on his abdomen was still bleeding, and no one knew what kind of pain he was suffering at the moment.

"You seem to have forgotten that those nuns are still in my hands, and if you kill me, you will never see them!"

Seeing that he was being attacked on all sides, Cook once again wanted to use words to shake Kasa's psychological defense, but at this time, Kasa was controlled by the clown personality, and he would be easily coerced by his words.

"This sea prison of yours doesn't seem to be very big, why don't you kill you first and then crush this place to the ground, you can't hide them underground, can you? ”

"What did you say?!"

"I said, I'm going to send you to death, hehehe. ”

The Roman dagger in his hand was aimed at Cook, and the four bladed storms behind him seemed to be inspired to bloom into the shape of lotus flowers, which was the sound of the blades screaming, and they shattered the walls and stone carvings, and rushed towards Cook like ancient beasts that had broken the seal.

"Fuck, it's this trick again! Look at Lao Tzu smashing you into scrap metal again!"

As he ran, he shook off the mace, and Cook's face was also covered with the wounds left by the dagger.

From a distance, it looks like a bloody battlefield of steel giants and metal serpents, and the momentum of both sides is incompatible, and a violent collision is inevitable.

Cook's mace was aimed at one of the blades, but in an instant, the silver daggers drowned him, as if he were in a cage made of blades, and Cook was wrapped in it.

The blade shrank abruptly as it enveloped Cook, and the Legacy Armor squeaked as it rubbed against it.

"Fuck off!"

Every time Cook smashed those blades with his mace, other blades sliced through him, as difficult as maggots on tarsal bones.

What scares Cook the most is that he can feel that the Legacy Armor is deforming little by little, and once the armor can't withstand this strong squeezing force, then the armor that protects him will also become the culprit that kills him.

"Have you ever felt this kind of despair? Those who have been persecuted by you feel it every day, hehehehe. ”

Kasa's voice came faintly from beyond the steel cage.

"You have the ability to let Lao Tzu out!" Cook roared, his naked body cut open by the blade, which made him want to go crazy.

"Want to come out, okay, I'll let you out, hehehe. ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as Kasa finished speaking, there was actually a gap in the blade, and the person standing outside the gap surprised Cook, because that face was familiar to him.

"You... Who are you?!Why do you imitate Lao Tzu?!"

The smiling man standing outside the gap was none other than Cook himself, not only was he dressed exactly the same, but even the damage to the inheritance armor on his body was exactly the same.

"Don't I know? I'm you? hehehe. ”

"It's puppetry again?!Lao Tzu smashed it for you!"

Feeling his muscles shrinking and the potion effect waning rapidly, Cook couldn't wait any longer, he picked up the mace in his hand and smashed it at the fake puppet.

However, just as one of Cook's arms crossed the gap, the golem whistled lightly, then smiled and waved at Cook.

"Fuck!

Realizing that something was wrong, Cook was too late to withdraw his arm, only to hear a crisp "click", and the gap between the two of them suddenly closed.

With a cry of pain, a bloody arm rolled to the ground.