The moment the bomb exploded, the floor shook slightly.

The bomb placed by the Night King was not too powerful, enough to kill people, but not enough to shake such a huge building as the Jin Mao Tower, which was designed to have a strong earthquake resistance, and when the shock wave of the explosion on the 52nd floor reached the 88th floor, only a slight shock remained, and not even a glass could be shaken.

But the overhead light flickered and went out, and the light immediately dimmed.

The Night King's bomb failed to shake the structure, but it blew up half of the power distribution room, paralyzing the lighting system of the entire Jin Mao Tower.

The moment the lights went out, Zhao Gao moved.

He didn't know if the Lu Xun under him had escaped, but at this time, it was pointless to think about this issue, the bomb had exploded, the result had been produced, and no matter how worried it was, it was useless. If Lu Xun is lucky enough, if he is unlucky, then he may be blown up, Zhao Gao no longer thinks about Lu Xun's problem, he concentrates his energy on the Night King in front of him.

At the moment of the great enemy, if you can't defeat the Night King, then everything will not be meaningful, and everyone will die here.

There was a crisp sound of a "bell".

Zhao Gao's knife fell head-on, and the blade cut a vertical silver light in the dim hall, slashing into the wind!

Zhao Gao took the opportunity of the lights out to bully the Night King, this opportunity was fleeting, and he wanted to catch the other party off guard.

But his movements were expected by the Night King, who opened his arms, and the muscles and bones on his body bulged, and he instantly entered a state of thirty percent corpse. The Night King raised his right hand to block, and the bone spurs broke through the skin and grew out of the back of his hand, and Zhao Gao's blade collided with the bone spurs, and sparks burst out. The skin muscle of the Night King's left palm cracked, and a second bone spur slowly rolled out of his body like a long sword, carrying slime and blood.

The young man in white grabbed the bone stem and pulled the bone spur out of his left forearm.

In this state, the Night King is covered in blades, and the skin of his body can be cracked at will, and then the bones in it are pulled out and used as swords. The Night King casually pulled out bone knives of various lengths from his spine, back, chest, and thighs, and inserted them back at will when he was done.

The Night King's defenses were not leaky, and Zhao Gao came up with more than a dozen long knives, but the Night King had more knives than him, and he could use them at any time.

Zhao Gao was corpsed again, and although his body was broken like a dirty rag, this was the last battle...... Zhao Gao didn't want to go back alive, he wanted to completely squeeze his potential, even if he was a paraplegic after this battle, it didn't matter, if he could pull the Night King to the end, it would be a victory.

Corpse is a technique that overdraws life, just like the world-destroying move in martial arts novels that hurts oneself before hurting others, and it consumes twenty years of yang life at a time. The corpse transformation that Zhao Gao used today had already broken through the limit, and the life lost was enough to send him to the crematorium nine times, even if he was a nine-life cat demon, he should be hanged.

The Night King could clearly see that this young man was the last of the crossbows, the latter was just standing here with a desperate breath, the Night King didn't even need to attack, he just had to defend and delay time, and sooner or later the young man would collapse on his own.

Zhao Gao roared angrily and spun and slashed, the sword light was dense like a storm! He gave up his defenses, allowing the Night King's attacks to fall on him.

Why should the mortal be defended?

He just has to attack! He slashed his blade into the other's body! Being able to cut one is a knife, and being able to cut two is two! Even if you can't kill the Night King, it is also the goal to weaken his strength, if you can weaken him by one point, the people behind you will have a better chance of winning when facing him!

Zhao Gao suddenly lost his balance and his body tilted.

Thick blood splashed on his face, and the sound of blood spurting out diffused in the air, and Zhao Gao lost nearly half of the blood in his body in this instant.

The Night King slashed off Zhao Gao's left arm with a single sword, which flew far away, and he still held a broken knife in his hand and landed on the floor.

Zhao Gao's eyes widened blankly.

The Night King in front of him was no longer the white-clothed young man, his body was tall and majestic, his muscles and muscles were protruding, and he was as fierce as a yaksha, and he no longer looked like a delicate and fair-skinned young man, but a middle-aged strong man, a heavily armed samurai, and his body was covered in pitch-black armor.

The strong man grabbed Zhao Gao, shouted and ran forward, pushing through the glass curtain wall of the hall against him.

"It's a corpse state, fifty percent." The Night King said in a deep voice.

But Zhao Gao was speechless, pale and weak, like a sheep carried in the hands of the Night King, who could pinch him to death with a little force. The Night King was holding Zhao Gao and standing on the edge of the sightseeing hall, Zhao Gao was hanging outside the hall, his body was soaked in heavy rain, and his feet were four hundred meters in the air.

As soon as the Night King let go, Zhao Gao would fall from the height of the eighty-eighth floor, and the game would be completely over.

Zhao Gao lost an arm, broken shoulder-to-shoulder, still bleeding from the broken wound, he struggled to look up at the Night King, rain mixed with blood running down his cheeks, his eyes bloodshot.

It's too strong...... This demon king is too strong.

Four years ago, he was defeated at the hands of the Night King, and now four years later, he is still defeated at the hands of the Night King, the Night King completely overwhelmed Zhao Gao at the moment when he entered the state of corpse fifty percent, this is a desperately powerful, insurmountable moat, like a mortal looking up to the gods.

Can't beat it...... Can't beat it.

No matter how the brave cultivates, it is impossible to defeat the demon king.

"You are a very strong man." The Night King said, "No creature has ever pushed me to this point. ”

"Is this a compliment from the gods?" Zhao Gao grinned and coughed violently.

The Night King was silent for a rare moment, then nodded.

"That's right, that's the praise of the gods, and I recognize your strength." The Night King nodded, "But it's time for this game to end, I'm going to prepare for the funeral." ”

"To whom's funeral?" Zhao asked in a high voice.

"For you, for you, for my mother, for all...... to the city and the world. The Night King replied, chanting softly, "The world will eventually be destroyed, like poetry and song, like fireworks in the sky." ”

The Night King's melodious voice permeated the wind and rain high in the sky, like a lament in a storm.

"Is this the ED of the game?" Zhao Gao asked.

“ED？”

"It's EndingTheme, the meaning of the ending song." Zhao Gao explained, "Whether it is a TV series, a movie, or a game, there will be an ending song after the end, and the ending song will review the experiences of the protagonists, and then explain their endings." ”

"yes, it's ED." The Night King nodded, "Goodbye." ”

"Goodbye."

The Night King let go of his hand, and Zhao Gao fell into the air and disappeared into the rainstorm.