Claes eventually fell, his vibrant face aging in an instant, even older than before.

The full muscles disappeared, and the whole person looked like a skeleton, just an extra layer of skin.

Sure enough, only one's own strength is the safest, and external power is external after all, not only can it not become stronger, but it also has to pay a heavy price, and the price of Claes is what he looks like in front of him.

For comparison, Claes was like a vigorous flame before, but now it is burned ashes, and Searle can barely feel whether there is still life force in that old body.

"Well, it looks like I won." Serge stood up and said.

There is no ridicule, he is just stating a fact, the battle Searle lost, and he did win in the end, of course, there is an element of luck in this, as the saying goes, luck is also part of strength.

"You... I didn't lose!! Claes's eyelids twitched slightly, and he struggled to open his eyes, unconvinced.

"Oh? Since you didn't lose, hurry up and stand up. ”

Hearing this, Claes fell silent, and only after a while did he speak: "That's right, I lost." ”

Now he can't even move a finger, and the vitality that may pass away at any time has restored his clarity.

"Do it, victor." Claes closed his eyes, as if accepting his fate.

"Uh." Claes could see it, but the problem was lost to Searle.

"Are you in such a hurry to die? What about your plans? What about your ambitions? Searle sat cross-legged next to Claes and said in a flirtatious tone.

"If you lose, you lose, do it, I don't want to see you as a winner." Clais Road.

"Well, that's simple, I have a question for you, would you be interested in answering it?" Serdau.

Claes remained unmoved and remained silent.

The other party did not agree, nor objected, and Serge asked directly: "Do you have anything precious in this life?" ”

"Something precious?" Claes' expression was strange, and he wondered why Searle would ask him such an irrelevant question.

"Of course there are precious things, and my most precious one is... Claes was confidently ready to say his answer.

"My most precious ... The latter words were forced back, coughing, speechless, and completely lacking the confident appearance before.

After being silent for a long time, Searle's face was full of smiles and said: "Why, what's there to hesitate about, isn't the most precious thing for you to be ambitions, dreams, and the like?" It's not going to pull out any friendship and family affection or anything like that! ”

The gentle tone was very sarcastic.

Claes looked at Searle seriously for a long time, and then lowered his head: "Kill me, you should hate me very much,"

"Poof." Hearing Claes's words as if he were his last words, Searle couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you kidding? What right do you have to make me hate? Serge said softly.

"You're just a dispensable stranger to me, don't talk about father and son or something, listen up, you're not worthy!!"

Serge spoke louder and louder, and by the end, he almost yelled.

"Speaking of killing you, do you think I'm going to be soft? No kidding, listen up Claes, a bastard like you blinded by ambition is a waste to live in this world, no matter how powerful you are, in the end you are just a pitiful worm, you only have ambition and desire in your heart, and you don't deserve to be called a human at all!! ”

"No~ I have, something I cherish, that's something more important than my life." Claes mustered almost all her strength and yelled at Searle, "I've always loved Yali, she's the person I value the most!" ”

"Shut !! up"

Hearing Claes's answer, Sellock was furious, and with a big hand, he grabbed Claes's neck.

"What qualifications do you have to say this!! Could it be that your love is to put your mother in prison for thirty years, bastard! ”

"Die!! Die!! Die!! ”

As soon as the big hand was forced, Claxton blushed and looked like he was about to die.

"Roar~"

At this moment, a dark shadow emerged from the sea not far away and ran straight towards Serre.

"Huh?" The moment he saw the black shadow, Searle didn't care about targeting Claes, and stepped on it violently, taking Claes back dozens of meters in an instant.

Before identifying the enemy, of course, it is better to be on the safe side.

"Roar Roar Roar~"

The black shadow finally revealed its true face, covered in dark and strange scale armor, and the familiar face was none other than Ramour, whom Serge had met around the island.

Since the last battle, Lamor has lost sight of him, and he has not seen it during the battle. I guess I thought I had dived into the surrounding sea like we had met for the first time.

After all, the battle between the two of them was too fierce, and ordinary creatures would dare to approach here. After a big battle, the animals around the island have probably been killed by the strong shock wave.

"It's great that you're alive Ramore." Searle casually tossed Claes aside.

Serre was responded to with a roar, and Ramour's eyes did not look at Serre at all, but instead cast that wild gaze on Claes.

The eyes are complicated, fearful, close, and indescribable.

At this time, Claes was also stunned, he looked at Lamour's eyes with the same complicated eyes, and Searle even read the guilt in Claes's eyes.

He would rather he was mistaken, in his eyes, how could a bastard like Claes have such a thing as feelings.

“9。。。”

Claes protruded a word from his mouth, but immediately fell silent again.

Searle stared at Claes with interest, and it occurred to him that Sleming first seemed to have called Lamor by a number, which should be 999 if I remember correctly.

Combined with those specimens he saw in the laboratory in the cavity, from 1 to 998, it was the number of those specimens, and they were all dead, only Ramour was still alive.

"If I'm not mistaken, Lamour should be my brother." Serge asked, turning his head.

Claes looked at Lamor and replied, "Lamour? Was that the name you gave him? Yes, in a way, you are indeed brothers, and as I said before, all my experiments, no, one and a half of my children succeeded. ”

Claes laughed, "You're the one, and Lamor is the half." ”

After saying that, both of them were silent, except for a roar from time to time from Lamour.

Searle asked himself, did he hate Claes?

The answer is no, Searle doesn't hate this bastard, even though he does a lot of bastard things.

As for Dento, he didn't want to do that, deep down, Serge didn't want to do that.

Is it to avenge the 998 brothers who died, don't be kidding, Searle doesn't have that kind of idleness.

There is an indescribable feeling in the bloodline, and this feeling makes Searle even unwilling to think of killing Claes, maybe this is the so-called blood connection.

Justice for Mom? As a son, what qualifications do you have to do this, this is a matter between their husband and wife, and it is not Searle's turn to be a son.

Besides, under the influence of his previous life, Serge couldn't do anything worse than killing his father, even if the father almost killed him.

He's alive and well, isn't he?

Thinking of this, Serge can be regarded as having his own plans.

He pretended: "In that case, then I will do it, and remember to be a good person when I get to heaven." No, a scumbag like you can't go to heaven at all hahahaha. ”

During the time he spoke, Serge's physical strength also recovered somewhat, at least there was no problem with condensing the Force.

"Die, Claes!" A blue glow wrapped around the fist and smashed into Claes's head in an instant.

Looking at this posture, with Claes's current state, he will definitely die.

In the face of this deadly attack, Claes did not intend to resist, he calmly glanced at the two brothers Serre and Ramour, and then closed his eyes and waited for death.

Maybe for him, it is appropriate for him to die in the hands of his son after his ambition is bankrupt, and he has long been ready to realize it.

"Roar~"

Just as Serge's fist came, Lamor let out a strange scream and blocked Claes's face.

"Roar~~"

"Roar~~"

The grinning look of his teeth seemed to regard Searle as an enemy.

"Poof~" Searle retracted his fist helplessly and sighed deeply.

"Is it an instinct engraved in the blood?" Serre said lightly: "Even if you never regarded him as a child, but he did treat you as a father, it's ironic that Claes, the guy who saved you at the last moment turned out to be the failure you once abandoned." ”

……

"No movement? Does this mean, they're done? Sleming guessed.

"It should be, but I don't know who the winner is." His companion replied.

"Nonsense, of course it's the boss to win, how can that guy be the opponent of the boss?"

Everyone expressed their opinions in a gossiping manner, but the lonely giantess was silent.

On the one hand, there is a child who has not seen each other for many years, and on the other hand, a husband who has been in love for many years, no matter who wins on both sides, it is a heavy blow to Yali.

She knew that in the battle between Claes and Serge, the losing side would definitely die, which she didn't want to see.

"Let's go, go up and have a look." Yali ordered.

"Ah~up~up~up? But~ But the boss doesn't allow us to disturb his fight. "The little man who sailed the boat was in a hurry.

Sleming on the side patted the little man impatiently and said, "What's the nonsense, what else is there to consider about the master's mother's order, hurry up!" ”

After saying that, Sliming smiled at Yali with a dog-like expression.

Yari glared at Sleming and ignored the men, her worried gaze on the ruins of the roundabout.

"Yes!!" The short man scrambled to operate the high-tech transport that everyone was riding on, heading towards the broken roundabout.