Countless rays of light erupted, tearing through the darkness so thick that it could not be dissolved, like a naughty boy tearing a piece of paper in his hand.

The world seems to be cut into fragments of light and shadow by light.

It was as if five or six suns had gathered, and countless halos of light erupted from the blazing sun, and surrounded them, forming a solemn crown.

In an instant, the sound of a sacred ode was rapidly amplified, rushing into the eight poles of heaven and earth, and rolling up and down in all directions.

This is a true forbidden technique.

The black-robed pharaoh stiffened in place, red blood gushing down his throat, staining his pale face.

The next moment, the Bone Knight saw the Terran boy on the opposite side, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

In his hand, he was holding the [Ice Mark].

The Bone Knight lowered his head in astonishment, looked at the wound, and through the sharp pain, he finally felt the wound after the frost energy pierced.

He roared, and the tough bones of his right arm suddenly became soft, undulating like a wave, and then rapidly elongated.

The Bone Knight's shoulders shook, and his entire arm was like a snake body, and he rushed forward again.

The black-robed pharaoh gave the order to kill the guy in front of him before he died.

This means of being able to change bones back and forth reminded Chen Mo of Jun Mario who had watched the Hokage before.

It was a very sudden hand.

But the other party is already at the end of the crossbow.

In an instant, a sharp blade pierced through his neck, and the deadly cold steel caught the Bone Knight's throat.

He could only let out a wail of pain, and his hands scratched at his throat in vain, but the ice energy froze his bones, making it impossible for the other party to heal itself.

"Who the hell are you?" The black-robed pharaoh's hoarse voice rang out.

Chen Mo pulled out the [Ice Mark] knife, and the bones connected to the bone cavalry had already broken in the ice mouth, and the entire head fell to the ground as heavy as an autumn fruit.

As the head of the Bone Knight fell off, Chen Mo and the black-robed pharaoh happened to look at each other.

What Chen Mo saw was not a black-robed pharaoh, but a monster with various emotions such as fear, pain, hatred, and resentment.

He saw the corpse of a woman, whose eyelashes had fallen out on her face, her eyes closed, and her death was miserable.

I saw another baby, with sparse fetal hair and an open mouth, who seemed to have seen some painful picture before his death.

Chen Mo thought that as a game anchor, he had played a lot of horror games, and he had seen big scenes, which could be called invincible, but when he saw these cruel pictures, he still felt his stomach churning.

However, in the eyes of the black-robed pharaoh, Chen Mo on the other side was also like a demon.

At this moment, Chen Mo's head happened to replace the original position of the bone knight's head, and the figures overlapped together, and the chilling horror overflowed.

Chen Mo's eyes were dark black, like a blazing black flame burning above a severed head.

"I am, Fool."

Chen Mo's emotions calmed down, as if he was really a fool above the gray mist, unfathomable, mysterious, and powerful!

At that moment, the black-robed pharaoh looked at the wounds that pierced the young man's abdomen and shoulder, and he finally understood one thing, not everyone would be helpless when they were about to die.

Some people...... The closer you are to death, the stronger you are!

There was blood flowing down Chen Mo's face, and the blood condensed and dripped down his jaw.

However, that face should have wailed because of pain, but there was an indescribable smile on the other party's face.

The black-robed pharaoh was obviously the master of despair, but this time it was he who felt the despair.

Genuine despair.

Behind the shattered skin, black energy and blood-colored energy wrapped around the fracture of the skin, slowly repairing the wounds on it.

It was [Blood Armor] and [Tiger Jiao Lingliu].

"It's over."

Chen Mo slowly exhaled a breath.

He lost the sight of the boy in front of him.

Sharp pain hit his chest.

He saw the gray mist, and he saw the darkness that belonged to death.

In the black-robed pharaoh's vision, there was a sign of decay in everything, as if it were about to reach its end.

He will also usher in his own end.

The blood around Chen Mo's body became more and more vigorous, and he smelled the smell of blood, even if he poured out the torrential rain in this world, he could not extinguish it.

Under the rainstorm, the black-robed pharaoh's hollow eyes turned with difficulty, unable to stop the passing life.

Chen Mo's injuries were actually very serious, in the torrential rain, he staggered, almost unable to stand up, but he still slowly stepped forward and smashed the turbulent water on the ground.

He came to the black-robed pharaoh and looked down condescendingly.

Chen Mo's face was stained with round beads of blood, and the tip of the spear in his hand pierced through the chest of the black-robed pharaoh, and beads of blood spilled from the edge of the black robe.

I don't know why, Chen Mo suddenly laughed.

He seemed to say to himself, as if mockingly: "Once you are accustomed to solving problems in a bloody way, then the moment you encounter this situation, you will inevitably be consumed by your own violence and madness, you are used to treating the world with despair, and I am used to using a knife." ”

All the souls of the dead were silent at this moment, and Chen Mo's spear pierced the heart of the black-robed pharaoh.

This shot is more noisy than thunder and more cathartic than rainstorm.

It's like the last hymn to the dead.

The next moment, Chen Mo seemed to hear someone saying thank you to him.

The thanks of thousands of people echoed in Chen Mo's ears, but they were as harmonious and beautiful as a chorus without the slightest noise.

These are all unwilling souls who were killed by the black-robed pharaoh.

"May your souls rest in peace." Chen Mo took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that what he had done seemed to have something more.

Chen Mo looked at Kelis and looked at the small bottle on the ground.

"This is the water of baptism, and praying with the water of baptism soothes the souls of the dead." There was blood spilling from the corners of Kelis's mouth, and her little face was extremely pale.

She didn't explain where this thing came from, and Chen Mo didn't ask.

It turned out that the reason why Kelis was able to break the attack of the black-robed pharaoh was not that she could directly kill the other party, but that she was able to weaken the black-robed pharaoh's ability.

All the abilities of the black-robed pharaoh are based on the use, manipulation, and sacrifice of the undead, and to appease these undead, to a certain extent, it weakens the ability of the black-robed pharaoh.

This ability of Kelis should require casting time, and looking at the other party's pale little face is obviously not a small consumption.

At this time, a prompt sound sounded in Chen Mo's ears.

[Congratulations to the player Fool for completing the hidden quest - Song of the Redeemer]

[Objective: Kill the black-robed pharaoh and free the suffering soul.] 】

[Quest Completion: Kill the Black-robed Pharaoh 1/1]

【Reward: Music Box of Divine Praise】