Chapter 149: The Feast (8)
The Night King was stunned.
He couldn't stab the bone knife in his hand, and Zhao Gao didn't know when he held his knife. Immediately after that, an extremely huge force came from the knife, and the Night King was surprised to find that he couldn't suppress Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao held the blade and straightened up little by little, the blade rubbed against his palm, cutting the skin muscles, and scarlet blood dripped down the blade, but Zhao Gao was indifferent, and the Night King was forced to take a step back.
"I really haven't made much progress in the past four years...... But you're still the same! ”
Zhao Gao Gao said in a low voice, his voice low and hoarse, like metal rubbing.
With a crisp sound, Zhao Gao actually broke the bone spurs in his hand, and when he stood up again, it was obviously different from before, the pitch-black scales and blood vessels climbed up from the side of his neck, the original brown iris turned into a pale yellow similar to a reptile, the vertical pupils narrowed into a thin slit, and the blood-drenched sharp bone protrusions penetrated the skin, and the inside of his body made a series of crisp sounds like popping beans, and even his height was growing.
The corpse is an extremely violent process, the normal bones, internal organs and even nerve structures in the human body will be disrupted, and the sudden increase in blood flow and blood pressure will cause the arteries and veins to expand suddenly, and the capillaries will rupture, this process is very painful, and normal people are unbearable at all.
Extracting power from the blood and soul is never a gentle process, you have to fight to the death with the devil in your heart, and fight for power!
Zhao Gao punched the Night King!
The Night King subconsciously raised his hand to take it hard, he was confident in his own strength, and the Night King himself was in a state of corpse, and few people could break through his defenses.
But the next moment his face changed.
Zhao Gao's fist is as hard as a pile driver, and the machine like the pile driver is made to penetrate the hardest obstacles in the world, brick walls, iron plates, reinforced concrete, all break through! The Night King's hand collided head-on with Zhao Gao's fist, breaking bones in an instant.
The Night King's hand bones and arm bones were compressed longitudinally in a fraction of a second, and then with a crisp sound, the bones bloomed on all sides, and the bursting bone ballasts pierced the muscles and skin! The Night King was taken aback and immediately stepped back to open the distance, and Zhao Gao knocked out one of his arms with a single punch.
The Night King glanced down at his right hand, his right arm was more than a dozen centimeters shorter than his left, and the bones in his entire arm were shattered inch by inch, and the flesh was blurred, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was an arm.
The Night King looked up at Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao stood in place, no longer recognizable as a human being...... His body was covered with black and hideous scales and exoskeletons, the lines on his body were as sharp as knives, the joints of his limbs were reversed, Zhao Gao gasped slightly, his breathing was like a bellows pull, and a pair of pale yellow pupils were hidden under the visor, so cold that he couldn't see the slightest human emotion. There is no more terrible monster in the world, even a hunter has to flee in front of it!
Zhao Gao still became a demon after all, if he wanted to kill the gods, he had to become a devil!
Zhao Gao moved, and the joints on his body made a metallic sonorous sound.
"Advanced corpses?" The Night King tilted his head, "It's so well hidden, you pretend to be safe and sound on weekdays, but in fact, the Doomsday Virus has long been deep in the bone marrow...... You're actually dying, aren't you? Even if you don't come here, you won't live more than a year at most, and you're much more infected than that little girl. ”
"But I'm a little curious, how did you endure that pain? The pain that burns like fire all the time? You should be rolling on the ground in pain and having a nervous breakdown. The Night King then asked, "What sustains you?" Hatred? ”
Zhao Gao didn't speak.
The Night King raised an eyebrow, "Even the ability to speak has been lost?" ”
Zhao Gao opened his mouth and let out a beastly roar, he pounced on him, and it was another punch!
The Night King didn't dare to slack off, he turned sideways to avoid this blow, and in this one mistake, his corpse level suddenly increased to twenty percent!
Zhao Gao swirled and swung his fist, and the Night King blocked with his only remaining left arm, and the latter was shocked back a step.
It's really strong...... The Night King couldn't help but admire, Zhao Gao was worthy of being the most powerful human in the world, and it was difficult for him to resist raising the level of corpse transformation to twenty percent.
He sliced open the skin muscles of his legs and pulled out another bone knife, which the Night King used to fight against Zhao Gao's fist, and Zhao Gao's hands turned into claws, as sharp as the blade.
The speed of both sides was extremely fast, from one end of the sightseeing hall to the other, pure white and pitch black shadows staggered and jumped, the Night King roared while wielding his long knife, Zhao Gao also roared, and the roars of the two came and went in the clanging of gold and iron.
"Is that all! Is that so! You can be stronger! You can be stronger! Come again...... Again! ”
The Night King laughed wildly, this was the Zhao Gao he wanted to see.
This is a showdown between the gods and the devil!
"Throw everything you have! Your life, your friendship, your affection, loyalty, dignity, your hatred! The Night King roared frantically, "On the battlefield of the end times, everything that makes people is unimportant! They're all cumbersome! Abandon them all! Face that devil inside you and devour it! Eat it! ”
Zhao Gao's roar drowned out the Night King's voice, and he roared like an irrational beast.
"Quick! Faster! You can go any faster! ”
The Night King's laughter stopped abruptly, as if cut off by a quick knife.
There was a sudden silence in the hall, the wind suddenly stopped, and everything was silent, as if time stood still and space froze.
One or two black figures appeared in the center of the sightseeing hall, both of them were dyed red with blood, Zhao Gao was motionless, and the Night King was also motionless.
For some reason, the showdown was abruptly interrupted, like a referee blowing a whistle in a boxing ring.
Everything is still, only blood flows.
Scarlet warm blood flowed down Zhao Gao's arm, pooled at his elbow, and then fell drop by drop, blood beads smashed on the floor, and soon accumulated a thin pool of blood.
The Night King slowly lowered his head, and he saw an arm plunging straight into his chest, the claw reaching completely into his chest, and his beating heart firmly held in the palm of his hand.
He could even feel the coldness of the other man's palm.
Zhao Gao slowly raised his head, and his eyes under the visor revealed a soaring murderous aura.
"You've lost." He said hoarsely, sounding like a saw sawing wood.
The Night King's eyes widened, and he was about to say something, but Zhao Gao didn't give him this chance, he slammed into his palm! The Night King's heart and lungs were instantly crushed by him, and blood burst open in his chest!
Zhao Gao pulled out his palm, and the Night King's body spasmed and retreated, he covered the wound on his chest, and black blood clots overflowed from his mouth.
The Night King leaned against the glass curtain wall of the observation hall and sat down weakly.