Chapter 115: This ™ hasn't even reached three seconds (ask for subscription)
"Sei-kun!!"
Seeing Fang Cheng being killed, Chaoxiang Minghui let out a heart-rending shout.
At the other end of the basketball court, Hayato Sato struck down a group of cultists who had run in from outside the gymnasium.
Hearing his sister's screams, he turned his head to look and happened to see the tragic scene of Fang Cheng's death.
Sato Hayato was stunned for a moment as if he had been struck by lightning, as if some pillar had collapsed in his heart, leaving his head blank.
The water horse on the altar was also deeply relieved.
I only felt sore, and I didn't feel so tired when I was young and fought with more than a dozen female killers.
He didn't think that Fang Cheng would survive, even if the vampire could heal himself and have an immortal body, but his death was ruled by God, and the immortal body was useless.
But the next moment, Fang Cheng, who was thought to be certain to death by Shui Ma Dun, suddenly bothered his hands and feet on the ground and pulled himself out of more than a dozen steel bars.
Shui Madun's mouth suddenly turned into an 'o' shape, his eyes bulged outward, and the whole person was sluggish.
At this moment, his faith almost collapsed, and he even wanted to question the great twin gods.
Why isn't this bastard dead yet? Who are your people?
Fang Cheng was not dead, the 6 in his vision had turned into 5, and he had already paid the price of breaking his oath and losing his life.
"Grass, you really can't swear nonsense."
This sentence appeared in Fang Cheng's heart, and the moment he jumped up, he had already caused the blood flowing in his body to condense into several spikes, shooting towards Shui Ma Dun like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.
And he jumped forward on the edge of the blood pool, and the goal was the Holy Grail.
He wants to destroy the Holy Grail and put an end to the Descent Rite once and for all.
Seeing Fang Cheng rushing towards the Holy Grail, Shui Ma Dun immediately understood his plan and shouted angrily: "Don't you think about it! ”
"Repulsion!"
Shui Ma Dun bounced all the spikes that shot him, and raised his hand to point at Fang Cheng: "Torrent!" ”
This spiritual technique made him old for a few more years, and now he even lost his beard and teeth.
A thick pillar of blood instantly erupted from the blood pool, slamming towards Fang Cheng's head and face.
Fang Cheng pulled his hands, and the whole person changed direction strangely in the air, dodging the impact of the blood pillar, and instead flew towards Shui Ma Dun.
"Nani ??!"
Shui Ma Dun was dumbfounded, and his eyes finally noticed the subtle lines in Fang Cheng's hands.
It turned out that Fang Cheng threw more than a dozen spikes at him just now, and although they were bounced away, all of these spikes were pierced on the ground and ceiling near the altar.
The ends of these spikes are connected to tiny threads, much smaller than the silk threads just now.
The water horse was drained of nearly twenty years of life, and for a while he was dizzy and did not even notice it.
By now it was too late to find out, Fang Cheng used the silk thread to move in the air, and the whole person flew up to the altar, approaching within a few meters.
A strong sense of danger had already surfaced in Shui Ma Dun's heart, but he was almost 100 years old and was powerless to dodge.
These few meters represent the last journey of Shui Ma Dun's life, his cloudy eyes are firmly fixed on Fang Cheng who is approaching, and his shriveled mouth with his teeth lost quickly reciting the divine language.
"The Great and Supreme Twin Gods offer to you the lost Lamb...... Welcome to your great ......"
Fang Cheng, who pounced on him, shook his hand, and the blood condensed into a long knife and swept over.
Brush!
Shui Ma Dun's head flew straight up, and while it was still spinning in the air, his mouth finally finished chanting.
After killing Shui Ma Dun, before Fang Cheng could catch his breath, he found that the door above the Holy Grail began to twist violently, and a tall phantom suddenly appeared.
"again?!"
Fang Cheng recognized at a glance that this was an evil god projection, and the old guy in Shui Ma Dun was going to disgust him when he was dying.
The corpse of Shui Ma Dun had already dried up to skin and bones, and at the same time, even the hundreds of panicked disciples in the basketball court were crying in panic one by one, and their lives were quickly drained.
Shui Ma Dun not only sacrificed himself, but also hundreds of believers in this basketball court.
Asuka Minghui found that the two cultists who had grabbed him were also rapidly becoming old, and then they were killed by the spikes shot by Fang Cheng.
No sooner had she stood up than a bead-like drop of blood flew over and knocked off her glasses.
"Don't ......"
Chaoxiang Minghui exclaimed, and his personality was replaced by Ye Yuqing.
"Get out of here now!"
Fang Cheng shouted to Ye Yuqing, if it was replaced by Chaoxiang Minghui, maybe he would have to fight for a while.
Ye Yuqing really didn't talk nonsense, and began to pull these overwhelmed saints around him to run away together: "Sisters, go quickly." ”
She knew that these saints were as innocent as herself, and they couldn't stay and die in vain.
Under her leadership, the saints ran towards the side door where they entered, and who would want to die if they survived.
"Run!"
Fang Cheng shouted at the Sato brothers and sisters opposite the basketball hall.
A large number of people fell beside the Sato brothers and sisters, all of whom were fanatical cultists who were ready to come up and take back the Holy Maiden.
Hayato Sato has fallen into a state of prostration, and the loss of mental power is too great, if it weren't for the protection of his sister, he would have fainted to death.
Hearing Fang Cheng's shout, Mai Sato also resolutely picked up the dagger and cut off the long skirt, and then tried her best to pick up her brother and run out.
Fang Cheng looked up at the increasingly condensed evil god projection in the air, much taller than the last time he encountered it, after all, it was summoned with the lifespan of hundreds of disciples.
And the image is not the angry goddess who wore armor last time, but the goddess of mercy wearing a laurel wreath on her head, her eyes closed and her face blurred.
Fang Cheng glanced at the Holy Grail above the blood pool, and decisively turned around and ran, choosing to retreat strategically.
People have been rescued, and the rest of the love will be left behind. The pen continued to stay and play with his life.
This evil god projection can't exist forever, wait for it to disappear, and then come back to pick up the leak.
But the Evil God Projection obviously didn't want Fang Cheng to slip away so easily.
As soon as Fang Cheng turned around and ran away, he suddenly felt a big and red word 'danger' appear in his heart.
He jerked forward, one hand reaching for the vajra in his backpack, and he jerked around to fend off the attack.
After turning around, Fang Cheng saw the evil god projection and opened his eyes.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to be eclipsed.
These are a pair of eyes that cannot be described in words, and anyone who is looking at them will feel great joy and satisfaction.
Fang Cheng was completely attracted by these eyes, and all the negative emotions in his mind disappeared, only a strong desire and a sense of happiness, overflowing his chest.
But soon he felt that his eyes were dark, and the 5 in his field of vision suddenly became 4.
Grass!
I was killed again, and this time I don't even know how to die, could it be that the chicken moved to death?
Fang Cheng came back to life all of a sudden, and found himself lying on the ground.
A big word 'danger' is still lingering in my heart.
He didn't look up to look at the evil god projection this time, and instantly entered the state of mad blood, reached out and took out the vajra in his backpack, and jumped up from the ground.
The Evil God Projection remained motionless and continued to stare at Fang Cheng with those charming eyes.
The vajra in Fang Cheng's hand suddenly emitted a golden light, enveloping him all over his body, accompanied by the faint sound of Buddha singing and Sanskrit.
He felt that he had once again come to the scene of the transcendence of the mourning hall, the last time he felt very infiltrating, but now he felt very warm.
If you can, you will not leave this super scene.
With the protection of the vajra, Fang Cheng didn't look up, but continuously performed a short-distance dash, rushing towards the evil god projection.
The evil god's projection was shining brightly for a moment, and a white light like a searchlight emanated from his body.
The white light carried a terrifying power, and all objects that came into contact quickly disappeared.
The white light that came from it was all blocked by the vajra, but the golden light was also being consumed rapidly.
Fang Cheng held on to the more than a dozen 'danger' words in his heart, raised his hand and shook it, and the blood in his hand coagulated into dozens of spikes with silk threads, flying towards the evil god projection.
Most of them were burned by white light, but a small part was pushed into the walls and ceilings on either side.
With the help of a short dash and the traction of the silk thread, Fang Cheng dodged left and right in the air, dodging the attack of the white light, and finally came to the front of the evil god projection, stabbing the vajra into her chest.
The vajra was once again golden and prosperous, entangled with the white light projected by the evil god, and in an instant, I don't know how many attacks and defenses it has passed.
The next moment, the golden light quickly faded down, and even the sound of the Buddha's voice and Sanskrit chanting disappeared.
Fang Cheng was shocked, grass, why didn't you work so quickly this time?
This? Not even three seconds?!!
Although the vajra is as hard as iron under the master's years of refinement, it will be forced to turn into a three-second soft stick when encountering a ruthless character like the evil god projection.
It's not that our generation is not strong enough, it's that the enemy is pressing too hard.
Fang Cheng complained frantically in his heart, his hands condensed into a blood-colored long knife, and with the last afterglow of the vajra, he slashed down at the holy grail below.
Brush!
The golden chalice was cut in half, and blood spilled from it.
The projection of the evil god who had just won the vajra disappeared in an instant, while the door above the blood pool fluctuated violently, quickly collapsing and shrinking into a black hole the size of a fist.
Fang Cheng, who was falling towards the pool of blood, suddenly flew up again, and was actually pulled by the black hole.
Isn't it, your base has exploded, and you still want to solo with me?
Fang Cheng hurriedly threw out a spike with his backhand and pierced it into the wall, he tightly tugged on the thick blood rope attached to the tail end, barely holding his body from being sucked away.
Obviously, there was no movement in the surrounding things, but Fang Cheng was the only one who was sucked up and flew up, which was clearly aimed at him.
The suction of this evil god's black hole was so great that the vajra couldn't stand it, Fang Cheng didn't think he could withstand it.
He tried his best to pull himself back, but the powerful attraction had exceeded the limit of his strength, and was pulling him back little by little.
In this matter, a figure suddenly appeared at the side door of the basketball hall, and it turned out to be Ye Yuqing, who had gone and returned.
No, although she doesn't wear glasses, her expression is soft and her eyes are tearful, this is Asaka Minghui.
Fang Cheng hurriedly shouted at her, "You still come back with a fart, go quickly!" ”
Asaka Minghui didn't leave, but rushed over and grabbed the rope, trying to drag Fang Cheng back.
"Ye Yuqing, take her away!"
Fang Cheng shouted, he knew that Ye Yuqing could hear his words.
But Ye Yuqing didn't appear, only Chaoxiang Minghui was desperately pulling the rope, cutting his hands and bleeding.
Fang Cheng yelled at her, "You stupid girl, go away!" ”
Who is he running here for? If they are wiped out together, it is better not to come in the first place.
Asaka Minghui cried, "You said you were going to take me away!" ”
"You're long with white legs? Won't you walk on your own? ”
Asaka Minghui shook her head with tears, her hands clutching the rope and refusing to let go.
The spikes that had been digging deep into the wall finally couldn't bear it anymore and were pulled out.
Asaka Minghui did not let go, but with the force of the rope pulling, the whole person was also brought over.
She opened her hands and crashed into Fang Cheng's embrace.
Fang Cheng wanted to push her away, but he didn't expect that Chaoxiang Minghui's hands were already holding him and not letting go.
"Grass!"
Fang Cheng scolded secretly, so he had to hug Asaka Minghui tightly and be sucked into the black hole with her.
The next moment, the black hole quickly shrank into a black spot as fine as dust, and disappeared completely.