The night owl was no longer humanoid at this time, and the injuries he had been injured before, coupled with the transformation of the toxin just now, made his whole person no longer look like a human being, his muscles and tendons were exposed, and his facial skin was also damaged in many places, revealing teeth and bones, like a walking corpse.

And his muscles swelled, and the whole person became bigger again, and now he is about two and a half meters tall, which is simply the difference between a giant and a child compared to Qin.

His claws reached out to Jean.

Qin's mental power has been completely exhausted at this time, and it is already the limit to be able to barely support it and stand on the spot, and it is impossible to use the immortal ability of the Heroic Spirit in a short period of time, and it is impossible to even move, so it is impossible to avoid the claws of the night owl at all.

The night owl's claws were about to grab Jean's neck.

At this moment, Qin suddenly felt a relief in her heart, and the pain caused by the exhaustion of her mental power disappeared. The vanished Heroic Spirit reappeared, and the wings behind the piano reappeared, and the golden light was flourishing.

Although she didn't know the reason, Qin also knew that the opportunity was only for a moment, and she had to seize it, so she instantly gave up her doubts, her mind was racing, and she concentrated all her mental power in her hand, and a golden flying spear immediately appeared in her hand.

Jean didn't hesitate and stabbed out.

This shot was unexpected, like a bamboo, and went straight into the chest of the night owl. A transparent hole was pierced in his chest. Black blood gushed out. The night stalker fell again.

The shot pierced through the night stalker's body, severely wounding his internal organs, and was clearly a fatal blow.

"You! you hide your strength!" the night stalker exclaimed in surprise, "you pretend to be exhausted of mental power, and you are ...... scheming"

The night owl collapsed in front of Jean.

"Are you helping me?" Jean ignored the night owl and turned to inwardly ask about the eternal death of the Heroic Spirit.

"Who else could it be?" the knight thought to her mind again, "I'm really losing a lot this time, and you don't want to have another time." ”

The female knight disappeared again.

"Thank you. ”

Jean breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, the fatigue and pain of running out of mental strength reappeared. Now that she's really made all the moves, she doesn't have any back-ups, but fortunately, the battle is over.

She sighed as she looked at the night owl in front of her, which was already like a puddle of rotten meat.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the rotten meat:

"Do you think that's the end of it?"

When this voice sounded, a creepy feeling instantly occupied the heart of Jean. The lump of rotten flesh in front of him actually stood up in a strange posture again.

The wound on the night owl's chest was gushing out a large amount of black blood, and he didn't know how much blood he had, at this rate, he should have lost all the blood in a normal person's body a long time ago.

The night owl used his telekinesis again, and the large wound on his chest began to heal again, and countless broken muscles and visceral tissues were haphazardly connected together, filling the wound on his chest.

The fatal wound turned out to be healed again. Where is this still human?

Jean was shocked, and she couldn't help but be secretly amazed by the tenacity of the night owl. His current state is far beyond the limits of human beings. And Jean is running out of big moves at this time, and there is no means to stop him anymore.

"Hahahaha, I'm immortal, Nian Shi!

Jean can't even stand up now. I could only watch as the night owl rushed towards me.

Is it really going to kill you?

But that's when the mutation happened again.

I saw that the night owl's legs were suddenly broken, like a patient with severe osteoporosis, his fragile legs could not support the weight of his huge body, and he suddenly fell to the ground in a strange position during the run.

The night owl was stunned for a moment, looked down at his body, and realized that not only the bones, but also the skin began to fall off in large patches like wall skin, and black blood spurted from all over his body. The muscles and tissues were twitching violently, the tendons were being pulled apart, and the muscles were atrophiing rapidly.

"No, my body, it can't be!"

The Night Stalker regenerates and strengthens his body by overdrawing his life, and now that he has reached his limit, his body has collapsed.

Toxins are, after all, toxins, not medicines.

"No, no, no, no, I don't want to die, I can't die, I want to kill the master, I want the soul to die forever...... Help me, Nian Shi! Help me, I don't want to die yet......"

Although the night owl didn't feel the pain at this time, he could feel that he had no other limbs to move except his mouth, and all the bones, muscles, nerves and other tissues in his body were failing and festering at a rapid rate. The feeling of horror broke his spirit, so he instinctively did one last thing: call for help.

He did not hesitate to ask for help from the Nian Master he was about to kill just now.

Jean sighed as she looked at the night owl in front of her who was rapidly corroding all over her body as if it had been soaked in thick acid.

"Reading a teacher is not a false name, nor is it an honor, but a spirit. You're afraid you won't understand until you die. It was not I who defeated you, but your own abuse of power that killed yourself. 'Power is a double-edged sword given to mortals by God, in the hands of the upright, it is capable of creating the future, and in the hands of the wicked, it can only destroy humanity itself. 'This is what my guide said, and the Nian Shi exists precisely to prevent people like you from ruining the future of mankind......"

"Why...... Why is it up to you to define the ...... of justice?"

"Justice is in the hearts of the people. ”

The golden spear in the lyreist reappeared. She didn't want to continue the conversation anymore.

"This shot was given back to you for Carl and Kevin. ”

In the Night Stalker's eyes, the golden spear fell so slowly that it made him feel painful.

At the last moment of his life, he remembered Master Raven and what had happened to him on the pilgrimage.

"I originally thought that on the pilgrimage, he expelled me from the sect and forbade me to continue my practice, because he looked down on me...... It turned out that he had expected this day a long time ago......"

One shot of blood.

The night owl died.