Chapter 113: If I Don't Underestimate the Enemy
Tens of millions of ordinary weapons are pieced together into a semicircle to cover the space where the two of them are in the dark, the advantageous range of the regional lord Ozarte is expanding, the coverage is completed, the number of forged weapons is too large, it can't forge so many at once, but a few hundred are no problem, and it is enough to fly back and forth in the dark, and the whole darkness does not need to activate the shadow shuttle ability at all.
Ozart's command had been given, and hundreds of weapons flew towards the confession.
"I can't see, you can do whatever you want? Dream on. ”
Confession quickly raised his fist and punched it upward, a punch to the sky rolled up a strong wind, blowing the flying weapon upwards and the semicircular space covered by the weapon rushed out of a big hole, although it was very powerful, it was much weaker, after all, he was not immortal, and the blood in his chest that was penetrated continued to flow out, accelerating the loss of physical strength and stored strength, and it was also a matter of how much time was left before death.
God created man to fly, the hole that was broken is being repaired, the flight speed is fundamentally repaired speed, the confession legs release the muscle power of the dark spirit, explosive jumps and flying straight up.
"Today you must die here, forging... Manipulate... Shadow shuttle... Run through it..."
Ozarte would never let him escape from here, forcibly forging more, thousands of weapons, it didn't care how much burden it would put on his body, picked up a forged axe and shuttled between the shadows, a pillar of light in the middle, surrounded by darkness, it was simply built for its ability.
Confessing waving his arms as he flew up, using brute force to blow up gusts of strong wind and disrupt the shuttle trajectory of the weapon, Ozarte himself went out to buy a little time for the repair of the big hole.
"Compress..."
Some of the flying weapons didn't have time to bounce off, and the ability to launch compression was even worse, the speed of the flight was extremely fast, and ordinary people were stabbed into a hornet's nest in the blink of an eye, and it was only thanks to his demigod-level ninth-order eyesight that he could catch the trajectory, and the compressed and smaller weapons were shot into his body like bullets because of their extremely fast speed.
Ozarte appeared at the entrance of the cave with a big axe aimed at the confession and slashed down with all his strength, flying in a straight line at a fast speed, it was difficult to deviate, and it could not be deviated, otherwise it would not be able to escape, because the big hole had been repaired and was getting smaller and smaller.
"Defense, what defense can I have, think quickly, think quickly......
No matter how high his martial arts are, he is afraid of kitchen knives, and the confession who is above the beings under one god never thought that he would fall into such a field, even if his long-range attack is invincible, his melee attack is weak as a rookie.
"Compress..."
"Everything, compress it, oxygen, hydrogen, carbon dioxide, nitrogen, everything."
"Kicker..."
Confession stretched out his left hand to block, and then increased the hardness of the compressed air shield, but unfortunately the air was gaseous after all, and it couldn't resist Ozart's penetrating ability, with a slight effect, it was not like cutting tofu when it was chopped, and a little resistance offset the trajectory of the axe, and the result was that Confession's entire arm was destroyed, and then Ozart gave him a kick and kicked it to the ground.
With a loud bang, this kick was not simple, and the confession fell to the ground that shattered a certain range, and a large pit was sunken.
The repair of the large hole in the semi-circular space destroyed by the defendant Bai was completed, the light disappeared, and the darkness that could not be reached out of his fingers descended again.
"Uh......"
Not to mention how painful the wounds on the body of the shocked confession were, the blood was pouring out at an accelerated pace, and he couldn't wait for his dear god Mira, I'm afraid that the god of death would come to collect him first.
The confession dragged the scarred and tattered body to stand up, absolutely disadvantageous in the dark, with no night vision, and simply left it to the slaughter.
"You... No, you're a piece of garbage, a garbage vase in a greenhouse, flowers aren't even counted. "Ozart's strongest offensive is about to be launched, "How can the rank and strength that I have easily obtained compete with the strength that I have fought with my life?" Let's be scum. ”
Ozat launched a thousand martial arts, manipulating and forging tens of thousands of ordinary weapons with piercing ability to fire at full speed, it consumed a lot of power and carried a lot of physical burden.
Even though it was pitch black and nothing could be seen, death was approaching but could be felt deeply.
"Mira-sama, I don't want to die, I want to do a lot of interesting things with you, sooner or later you will become my person, and I will be impressed, so I must not die."
"I can't die for the day when Mira-sama, who is proud of her figure, can wear an awesome maid outfit."
All the martial arts are flying, the whole martial arts are close at hand, the confession breaks through the limit, and when he comes to this area, the little bit left is not enough to stuff the thunder and lightning reserves between his teeth, and the increase... Wrapped around his whole body, he shines in the dark, compressing and absorbing all the dark spirits into his body, how much power is left, not brainless swelling muscles, maintaining the best body shape, strong to the extreme, and transforming into the most beautiful muscular man.
The semi-circular space covered by the weapon has a wide range, and the extreme confession turns into a ray of lightning and teleports in the opposite direction of Ozart's location, its shadow shuttle can't keep up with his movement speed, and the weapon's speed can't keep up, and the forged weapon expands the semi-circular space range plus prepares the attack in advance ahead.
"I'm going out ......," Confession growled.
Knowing that he is a strong long-range attack type, no matter how high the strength of the physical body is, no matter how hard it is, no matter how high the muscle strength is, the burden is finally unbearable, a ray of lightning turns into red lightning, the body can't bear the toss, and the blood oozes out all over the body.
All the means of obstruction could not keep up with the speed at which he wanted to run out, and the confession broke through the semi-circular space, hitting the stone with an egg, and the lightning-fast flesh hit the wall covered by the metal weapon, and the moment he rushed out and fell, he rolled all the way, bounced into trees, rocks, etc., and when he no longer rolled, he rubbed a large part of the ground.
Confession was bloody all over his body and couldn't stop trembling, the remaining eye was not wet with his own blood, and he stood up slowly, Oza lifted the semicircle and rushed to the full speed, Confession looked up at the sun, his eyes could not illuminate his eyes that had become dull, and raised a finger to the sun, trembling, painful, weak but not desperate.
"I ...... Don't want to......... Die..."
"Kicker... Compress... Stockpile... Light ......"
Confession has the last breath left, and it may be the last time to activate this ability, first to increase the sunshine, to increase to the maximum limit that can be increased so far, and then compress, absorb, and turn into a power store at one time, he does not have the ability to automatically repair the body, it can be said that standing now is a miracle, speaking is a miracle, and activating an ability is a miracle.
Ozart's spear struck in hand, less than ten meters in front of him, and it didn't take a second to rush over.
"Disappear." Ozarte shouted.
The ability to confess was activated.
"Light Purification."
He said no more, his raised hand flipped off weakly, and an open eye was slowly about to close.
The spear went through his abdomen ...
(End of chapter)