The mysterious man locked Wu Qi's eyes tightly, he didn't expect this human being to be able to see through the situation to such a point, the worst thing is that this is not the most terrifying place for this human being.

He is one of the thirteen thrones, and his energy magnitude crushes the ordinary third-order overlord, but in this chaotic poisonous fog, it is still extremely difficult to even release energy to create a pair of energy armor, and creating a "hard fist" is already the limit of on-the-spot combat. However, the human in front of him was obviously also suppressed by the purple mist, but his combat power held him down, and he couldn't turn over.

What kind of monster is this human!

The purple mist drifted away, and the concentration was decreasing every second. In the Purple Mist World, the mysterious man can already vaguely see the shadow of the Western Plague Legion through the purple mist.

"Human, you think you're smart, but you're wrong by focusing on the secondary key points. When the purple mist clears, I will be able to transmit the 'power of evolution' to any of the plague species in the Legion through the 'Life Pathway', and you will devote all your attention to preventing my body from regenerating. The mysterious man maintained his original expression, and said coldly in his heart.

The moment the mysterious man finished thinking, Wu Qi suddenly rotated his wrist and blade, and then pulled out with all his might! A large scarlet hole suddenly broke in the left chest of the mysterious man, and the bloody heart was strung into the air by a long knife, dripping blood down the stream.

The mysterious man's mouth was like a floodgate that could not be closed, and blood flowed from the open chest that exceeded the amount of blood lost fatally, and the blood flowed all over his clothes and pants, spreading into a large pool of blood on the ground.

The mysterious man's widened green-gold eyes were half panicked and half angry, and his eyes met Wu Qi's cold eyes, and all he saw was emotionless and unwavering pitch blackness.

The coldness in Wu Qi's dark eyes is genuine, he will not be swayed by the death of the enemy and the urgency of time, his character determines that he has the courage and execution to take on the responsibility of "killing a throne and giving up the information that may be obtained".

The mysterious man suddenly understood that this human would really make a move before the purple mist dissipated to the point where the suppression of the third-order ability was lifted, and he would definitely not be able to win against him.

"Your ability to manipulate life energy is related, and repairing a heart is probably a breeze for you, right? But this is your last chance, and after two seconds there is no answer, and I will take every piece of your flesh, every bone, every spoonful of brain. The pulp is separated. If you're confident in your resilience, give it a try. Wu Qi said expressionlessly. Even though he didn't have any evil smile on his face when he said this threatening word, it was more terrifying than the demon saying the same thing.

"Two."

The mysterious man thought that a large heart-sized hole had been cut open in his chest from the inside out for some reason, and he was not sure whether Wu Qi's threatening words were true or false. He estimated the time it would take for the purple mist to dissipate, and finally had to let go.

"One."

"This seat is the ninth of the thirteen thrones, and it is called the 'Throne of Life'." The Throne of Life confided.

"Name."

"Cleo."

"How did you create the ability to create 'evolved behemoths' such as Thunder Mammoth?"

Cleo bowed his head slightly, his eyes gloomy.

"Principle? Do you believe it so simply when I say it? ”

"Less nonsense." Wu Qi snorted coldly.

Cleo absolutely did not believe that this human could see through his ability, in short, the right to speak was in his own hands, and he did not hide any information he wanted.

At the same time, Cleo is still sensing changes in the concentration of the purple mist, and according to the current wind force, the chaotic poisonous mist will be invalid after 5 seconds.

Cleo showed a hint of reluctance, and he said, "The ability of this seat is 'the power of evolution'. As long as they are plague individuals who can adapt to the 'power of evolution,' this seat can grant them massive amounts of life energy, new abilities, and upgrade their existing abilities. The same is true of the Thunder Mammoth, the Flame Tromper and the Silverhorse. As long as the 'Evolution Beasts' lose their value in continuing to act, the Honza can withdraw the 'Evolution Power' in their bodies and give it to other plague individuals. ”

Cleo paused for 0.5 seconds, and finally added: "The 'power of evolution' can be divided into multiple parts and transmitted to different plague species, and of course the effect will be weakened in equal parts." ”

After listening to this, Wu Qi said lightly: "Only that? It's exactly what I guessed. ”

"Then you're an analytical genius." Cleo sneered.

A total of 5 seconds, the turnaround time has arrived. Cleo was confident, and his whole body suddenly exuded a momentum of victory.

He uttered the second half of the sentence: "It's a pity, but a stupid warrior!" ”

Wu Qi's pupils shrank suddenly, he suddenly lifted the knife, and the horizontal tip of the knife pierced Cleo's neck between the electric light and flint, breaking through the back of his neck, and cutting off his cervical vertebrae and cervical nerves!

Cleo's wound on the back of his neck instantly spurted out flakes of blood, spilling onto the ground behind him. There was no blood in his mouth to vomit, and the large hole in his chest was bleeding until it dried up.

Cleo's eyes are dark, but the depths of his eyes burst out with a radiant light that seems to be able to swallow the heavens and the earth! He suddenly unleashed a magical power, opening the "life pathway" that existed in the void and connected all life; He directly withdrew the 'power of evolution' in Sang Long's body, and then transmitted it to an individual in the Western Plague Legion. Because he doesn't have vision, he can't target specific individuals, but he can adjust the type of ability granted to an ability that must attack from a distance.

This ability is a third-order ability created by Cleo before any powerful life in the world, and its real name is not "Evolutionary Force", but "Made by the Apostles"!

Suddenly, Cleo squeezed out a mocking smile as he endured the intense pain of being pierced through his neck.

In the next second, there was no thunder in the sky, and there was not a thick pillar of golden lightning rising from the ground outside the purple mist world.

Cleo was completely stunned, and it took him two seconds to realize that he had failed. But he couldn't understand why reality had deviated from his plan!

Immediately, the purple mist was swept away by a gust of wind, and Cleo's eyes widened to see that the "plague army" outside the purple mist world was all "illusions" made of corpses.

The truly alive Plague Legion has long been pressed back to 100 meters away by the Iron Legion's deadly firepower network.

"Cleo, you've already used your abilities, haven't you?" Wu Qi watched Cleo's expression change, and said firmly, "Before entering the purple mist to intercept you, I told our army about the weakness of your ability, and the army poured its maximum firepower to press the battle line of the plague legion back to 100 meters away. It's true that your ability is an 'invincible' battlefield ability with no way to crack it from the outside, but no ability is completely weak, and your ability weakness is the range of the ability cast! ”

Cleo was shocked by what Wu Qi said, and the micro-expression of his pupils suddenly contracted proved that what Wu Qi said was true.

Wu Qi spread out his left hand and said lightly: "No matter how dazzling your abilities are, no matter how fanciful your words are, they can't change the facts behind the logic of your actions!" Hidden in the thick neck of the Mulberry Dragon, you sacrifice the Flame Tromper and the Pillarback Behemoth as the Charge, and finally have the Mulberry Dragon rush in front of the Destruction Mech and destroy it. If there is a case that your body is also there, it is enough to mend the knife. And the only reason you can charge yourself is that you can't create 'Evolution Behemoths' in the front row of the Plague Legion across the battlefield to attack the Destructive Mech! ”

"However, you never imagined that the strength of the army would be stronger than you imagined, and the mulberry dragon was surrounded by broken limbs. Therefore, you can only use the Chaos Poison Mist to obscure your vision, take the opportunity to retreat, and escape to the vicinity of the Plague Legion to create another 'Evolution Behemoth'. ”

Wu Qi said this, turning the long knife and completely separating Cleo's neck and head. The silver energy gushing from the long knife wrapped around Cleo's head; The moment the gravitational ability was activated, Cleo's head flew straight to Wu Qi's left palm, and was completely held by Wu Qi's five fingers.

The original composure in Cleo's heart was now gone, and Wu Qi's words were like an iron chisel, knocking out Cleo's anger due to defeat little by little, making the element of fear rise even higher.

Cleo completely understood that this human had already laid out a perfect battle plan when he first entered the purple mist, and found himself hiding in the neck of the mulberry dragon; Push the Plague Legion back 100 meters away to isolate the Legion from yourself; Maybe even the Chaos Poison Mist was used by him.

This "general" as humans say is an absolute "dead general". The person who is suppressed at the intelligence level is not the other side, but himself.

Wu Qi held Cleo's head with a desperate expression, and whispered like a demon: "It's a pity, you are just a little bit away from victory, a few tens of meters away." ”

Wu Qi was at peace in his heart. Even though Cleo, the Throne of Life, has outrageous resilience and can not die even if his head is cut off, as long as he can't create a new "Evolution Behemoth", there is no way to escape.

Cleo, the Throne of Life, can only survive in the laboratory at Noah's base, or die!

Wu Qi waited for a few seconds, and Cleo was still alive and well. Only one head remains, and the expression is still wonderful, and the pupils have no precursors of dimming and dissipation.

Cleo is the Throne of Life, and his vitality is really strong enough to "be decapitated and immortal". Now that the dust has settled, there is only the fading purple mist within a radius of tens of meters, Wu Qi, Cleio, and the "Sang Long" who has been drained of the "power of evolution" to restore its original size.

Wu Qi fulfilled what he said during the threat stage, and he dispersed the three-foot-long knife into hundreds of blades, and hundreds of blades unfolded a small area of ultra-high-speed shuttle cutting around Cleo's body, cutting Cleo's body inch by inch. Cut into slices of meat, pieces of bones.

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PS: Changed the title