Chapter Ninety-Three: The Last Goodbye [Collect!]
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You can't go back, you can't go back!
Taking a step back, for Mu Ge, it is an abyss. Since then, he may completely become the puppet of the lonely king like those strangers around, fight for it, life and death cannot be in his own hands, and he will be played with all his life, and when his value is not there, I am afraid that he will be devoured by him and used as a sustenance!
If so, it's better to fight for your life now!
is also a B-level alien, Mu Ge doesn't believe it, he really doesn't have the strength to fight!
"Little guy who doesn't know the times. Looking at Mu Ge's figure, the emotions on Uncle Li's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, just like an adult seeing a baby who had just learned to walk, only helplessness and disapproval.
The left hand gradually expanded at this moment, and the muscles of the right arm, which was already exposed to the air, were like balloons, constantly bulging, and the hideous blood vessels were wrapped around his arm, constantly extending out, and the fist finally turned into a cyan hammer fist.
It's just that, compared to not long ago, the alienated body has spread to Uncle Li's right chest.
Half of his clothes were torn, from his chest to his waist, all turned into ancient blue, and sharp green thorns pierced out of his skin, each one the size of half a palm, extremely sharp, as if it could pierce everything.
The hammer fist smashed out towards Mu Ge like a moving mountain.
In mid-air, looking at the cyan hammer fist that covered half the sky, Mu Ge looked coldly, and directly raised the black sickle and slashed towards it.
"Boom!" The moment they collided, a trembling roar sounded, and the sky drifted.
Under the cyan hammer fist, Mu Ge only felt that a huge shock force spread along the black sickle to his body, hitting his body directly, making his blood and qi unstable for a while, and he was directly smashed out, and the black sickle in his hand also fell off, turning into black gas and disappearing without a trace.
"Poof!" In mid-air, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Mu Ge's mouth.
Slammed into the ground, tumbling dozens of meters away, the bones in his body seemed to be broken, for a while, Mu Ge lay on the ground, his whole body was stained with dust, his throat was sweet, and a stream of blood-red blood spurted out of his throat again.
"It's so strong!" Shocked in his heart, Mu Ge covered his chest with one hand, pursed the corners of his lips, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Standing up from the ground with strong support, the remaining strength was not dispersed, and Mu Ge only felt numb all over his body.
B-level high-grade aliens are so terrifying, but the difference of two small levels is like an abyss, insurmountable!
Those strangers in the distance trembled even more, and under the momentum of Uncle Li's alienation, everyone seemed to feel that a boulder was pressing on them, making them unable to breathe.
The hammer fist fell to the ground, and the hammer surface like a small hill smashed on the ground on one side, directly smashing the entire earth to tremble, and under the hammer surface, the ground was cracking inch by inch, spreading for dozens of meters, and the crack gradually stopped.
It's not intentional, it's just a random release, and it creates such a mighty effect, it's simply appalling!
What made Mu Ge even more frightened was that the place where the cyan arm had just collided with the black sickle was intact at the moment!
The Scythe of Darkness didn't hurt Uncle Li's alienated arm at all!
The Scythe of Darkness, Mu Ge himself didn't know how sharp it was! he only knew that when it collided with the Purple Sword again, even if it was cut through a small opening, it still blocked the Purple Sword in the end.
Needless to say, the sharpness of the purple sword, even if he didn't know what level of horcrux it belonged to, Mu Ge believed that it would not be an exaggeration to say that slashing B-level Inhumans was like cutting mud.
In the eighteen layers of hell, the Purple Sword almost destroyed that small world, crazy, sharp, and destroyed, which is synonymous with the Purple Sword.
The dark scythe that was enough to withstand the purple sword could not even be harmed by the fur of the cyan arm.
For a while, Mu Ge was a little distracted.
There must be some reason why I don't know.
"Join Lone, and the king will provide you with the best blood food. Let your blood be tempered, and it won't be long before you can catch up with me, or even surpass me. Uncle Li stood in the distance, looked at Mu Ge, and persuaded Mu Ge step by step.
He was like a kind elder, and he seemed to be completely unable to connect with the person who had just made a violent attack and almost killed Mu Gege.
Mu Ge was silent, and in the depths of his eyes, golden rays flashed. For a moment, Mu Ge only felt incomparably comfortable in his body, as if there was a nameless force, flowing in his body, warm, and making people feel extremely comfortable.
"I don't want to kill you. Looking at the slightly embarrassed Mu Ge, Uncle Li sighed.
But as the words came to mind, the cyan hammer fist arm that was as thick as a bucket was raised, bringing up a piece of dust, and it flew into the air, facing Mu Ge, and it could fall at any time.
And on his chest, those cyan spikes seemed to come to life, from top to bottom, dozens of green thorns, pointing directly at Mu Ge.
"If I unleash the Soul Slayer Thorn, you will surely die. The last time, will you go back with me?" Looking at Mu Ge, Uncle Li took a step forward, like a god and demon, looking down at Mu Ge and questioning him, with supreme majesty.
Taking a deep breath, Mu Ge picked the corners of his mouth and wiped the last trace of blood from his mouth.
"Unless I die!" are Mu Ge's beliefs.
I'd rather die in battle than surrender!
For a while, as the words fell, the surroundings fell into extreme tranquility in an instant.
Dozens of eyes converged on Mu Ge's body, some admired, some pitiful, some envious, and some disdainful.......
In their eyes, Mu Ge's end today is already doomed, either follow them back and become one of them, or completely turn into a corpse.
There is no third possibility.
"Naive boy, think about it, how could we not be like him at the beginning? But the king, it is really impossible to fight!"
An alien looked at Mu Ge and let out a low sigh. As soon as the words came out, the people around him let out a few wry smiles, as if they agreed.
"Under the king's power, even if you don't want to join Gu, you can only be forced to join. No one can resist. The other sighed, as if he was pitying Mu Ge, and as if he was pitying himself.
The whispers of several people were very small, but they were clearly captured by Mu Ge.
Listening to a few whispers, Mu Ge's heart jumped. At the same time, Mu Ge also sneered in his heart, sure enough, as he had guessed before, as long as he entered the Lone, he would inevitably be controlled by the Lone King.
What is that kind of power? It can make a person do something that contradicts his own will!
And at this moment, Mu Ge's body stood up straight, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and his eyes were sharp, staring directly at Uncle Li in the distance.
The injuries under the blow just now, at this moment, with the dimming of the golden light in Mu Ge's eyes, were all melted away.
"It's recovered! and....... How do I feel, his fighting spirit is stronger than before!" The strangers exclaimed.
I can't complain about them, even Uncle Li, looking at Mu Ge, who was surging with fighting spirit, there was a bit of astonishment in his eyes.
The blow just now, everyone can see it, Mu Ge was almost destroyed, the blood spurted out a few mouthfuls, when he stood up, his body was staggering, but it was just a few breaths, Mu Ge seemed to be fine, as if all the injuries had healed!
What a metamorphosis of resilience this is!
Everyone looked at Mu Ge in disbelief.
"Uncle Li, this is the last time I call you, and it can be regarded as the last goodbye I made to you before. Let's go now, you're still in a hurry, if it's a little later, you will die!" In his hand, the scythe of darkness condensed, Mu Ge looked at Uncle Li in the distance, his voice was not slow or slow, but it was unusually firm, and there was no joke at all.
"Huh?" Listening to Mu Ge's words, for some reason, Uncle Li's whole body actually rose with a cool breath for no reason.