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Deadly for white ghosts, not deadly.

The tip of the sword stabbed unhurriedly, lightly touching the white ghost's pale skin. In an instant, the dust-stained sword seemed to age a few years in an instant, and the sword body became dirty, and dirty marks covered the once shiny sword body.

However, this did not affect the original Chitose to continue to stab the sword, the sword body continued to be handed forward, and the sword continued to be passed into the body of the white ghost.

The skin stabbed by the tip of the sword began to collapse, but it hadn't pierced the skin on the surface around it.

The blade of the foil began to decay, dark red rust marks appeared on it, and layers of cracks also appeared.

Chitose Hara continued to hand the sword forward.

The tip of the sword is broken, and there is no body.

The sword of the original Chitose finally pierced into the body of the white ghost, which was where the heart was located in the chest.

The white ghost's expression still did not change, even if his body was pierced, the blue ice eyes still did not fluctuate, making people wonder if his eyes were real.

Chitose Hara knew that it was true, and he knew why Hakuki's indifference was that this sword could not kill him in the first place.

The foil has no entity, it is made by the original Chitose soul possession with his own strength and meditation refining, in simple terms, it can be regarded as a collection of the original Chitose power, and it can also be seen as a clone of the original Chitose, so with the help of the foil, the original Chitose can perceive more things. Similarly, the extent of the damage suffered by Foil also reflects another side of Hara Chitose.

The white ghost was stabbed in the body by this sword, but no blood flowed out. Not only was there no blood, but no liquid flowed out. Hara Chitose imagined what the white ghost had in his body, whether it was green slurry, black pus, or tattered cotton wool, none of which surprised Hara Chitose. But the reality is going for the worst.

There is nothing in the white ghost's body.

Even mummies have preservative spices and fillers in their bodies, but the white ghost is like a walking skin, with nothing in it. Hara Chitose only felt that there was only a black void in the white ghost's body, as if he had entered an infinite and strange alien space, and he was completely unconscious.

At this time, it was really too late to draw the sword, and besides, the original Chitose had already sacrificed everything and used all his strength to turn into a sword and gamble for it.

Chitose Hara, lost the bet.

There was no look of remorse and resentment on the face of the original Chitose, but more of a sense of relief and relief. Hara Chitose looked at the white ghost who was close to him, stared at the pair of blue ice eyes and said, "Are you really human?"

This question is very easy to understand, even a little naïve, but it can best express the new life of the original Chitose at this moment?

Are you really human?

No matter how strong the blasphemers are, they are human beings at heart, and although they are beyond the reach of normal human beings, they still belong to human beings.

And what the white ghost shows is not only powerful, but also a formidable horror. What he appears is more like a grim reaper coming out of hell.

The real Grim Reaper.

The white ghost didn't answer, his mouth never opened and spit out a word, but his mind seemed to move, and a wisp of thought was invisibly transmitted to Hara Chitose.

Hara Chitose's face was stunned, and his handsome face became a little stiff, more incredible. After a long time, the original Chitose exhaled softly and said, "I see, no wonder." ”

I see, no wonder.

Seven words, there are regrets, relief, and helplessness.

This was the last word that Chitose Hara said to the white ghost.

Suddenly, the green flame on the original Chitose rose violently, and the momentum was soaring!

Chitose Hara let go of the foil, and his body exploded out, like a flash of green.

"Joker!

Hara Chitose screamed desperately, this was Hara Chitose's last request to the clown. Although Chitose Hara knew that he would not be able to defeat the white ghost, he still had to forcibly escape, and he wanted to break the cauldron and pass on what happened here tonight before the decisive battle. He tried his best to desecrate and possess himself, but he still did not defeat the powerful white ghost, and the time for his blasphemy possession was approaching, and he could only make a final fight. Chitose Hara has ignored any price, as long as he can escape.

The pinnacle duel between Chitose Hara and the white ghost interrupts the desperate fight that the clown and black 17 are about to start, and also gives the clown enough time to prepare.

The clown grabbed it out of thin air, and something appeared in his hand.

Balloon.

There is no trace of pattern on the red balloon skin, and it looks even more shriveled, but naturally no one dares to underestimate the things in the clown's hand, and the clown throws the red balloon out with his hand.

The shriveled balloon grew in vain in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it had become extremely large, turning itself dozens of times larger.

The Joker's balloon, also known as the Magic Balloon, doesn't actually have any magical magic in it. There's only one thing it can do - explode!

The huge balloon hung in the air, and the next second, it was burst open by the swollen and somewhat whitish red skin, and a dazzling hot wave swept through it.

In the dazzling heat wave, Black 17 dodged and rushed towards the clown, but the clown looked at him with a smile, turning into a playing card in a space distortion, on the playing card, the clown in a red clown suit also smiled and groaned, and the corners of his mouth smiled exaggeratedly.

The white ghost looked at the hara Chitose who was fleeing at great speed, and reached out and pulled out the sword inserted in his chest. Although the sword was withered and dilapidated, the sword shape was still there, and the black-red flame body enveloped it, and a black-red long sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

The white ghost raised his hand and threw the black-red sword in the direction of Hara Chitose's escape.

Then, whether it was Black 17, White Ghost, or the smiling playing card, they were swallowed up by the explosion and buried in it.

Rumble!!!

The seemingly silent city was shattered by a loud bang, and a huge flame burst into the sky, illuminating half of the city's sky in an instant.

The waves of air rolled out, lifting the surrounding trees and cars like a violent hurricane, and the earth trembled under the violent explosion, cracking countless shocking cracks.

The explosion was like a lesson that God had given to destroy the world with one blow, and the people of the whole city were shocked.

After a while, people reacted from this sudden disaster, some screamed, some wept bitterly, and some fled in a hurry, and the whole thing was in chaos.

Everyone was frantically frightened, and no one paid attention to anything else.

In an artificial river channel not far from the center of the explosion, this man floated on the river.

The fat and bloated body looks like a ball of flesh.