The amount of blood of the corpse god was about eight times that of the thunder beast at that time.

After all, the thunder beast is only the instrument spirit of the Eight Mirrors, belonging to the divine beasts, not gods in the real sense, and most of the divine power they possess is also based on the Eight Mirrors themselves, so although it is a god level, there is still a big gap compared with the real Tianjin God.

And the corpse god is an evil god born from the Tianjin god, except for the power of no law, the rest of the aspects almost completely inherit the power of the mountain god Dashan Tsumi, just from the blood volume, I know that its combat power with the thunder beast is not at the same level at all.

Yuzuri Takihaku dissipated the spear in his hand with one hand, and slid the other hand through the void, and the illusory prop panel swiped across his eyes, finally locking onto a blood-colored scythe.

"Item Selection...... SS-level ancient martial arts item, [Blood Bar Reaper]. ”

"SS-level item: [Blood Bar Reaper], each damage deals 1% true damage of the target's upper HP limit, ignoring the level, ignoring the magic immunity, and ignoring the overlord."

A line of small words floated in front of Yuzuli Takibai's eyes, he reached out and grasped it in the panel, and the hideous blood-colored giant scythe was grasped by him, the end was wrapped with a thick broken lock, and the surface of the sickle was full of dark red blood marks, and the blood stains that had been cut off from nowhere.

This SS-level prop is Yuzuri Takihaku's biggest gain in the past few months, for this legendary prop, he doesn't know how many all-nighters he has spent playing dungeons, and finally put it in his prop backpack.

All this is so that one day when he faces the opponent of the God Realm again, he can have the possibility of victory.

Although the attributes of this sickle are still far from the SS-level wooden chopsticks that Lin Qiye took out before, that wooden chopsticks are only one-time props after all, while this sickle can be used infinitely.

The corpse god standing on the top of the broken mountain seemed to sense the threat of Yuzu Takibai, and turned his attention away from the ants at the foot of the mountain, and the faceless face raised and silently looked up at the red-clothed figure standing high in the sky.

"Scene: [Enma Hell] has been loaded......"

As the thought of Yuzu Takakibai rose, a line of small characters appeared in the air.

Knock ——!

Yuzuri Takibai held a blood-colored scythe in his hand, and a field opened rapidly under his feet, and the surrounding environment changed in an instant, turning from a shattered mountain rising to a charred black earth full of hellfire.

Since the corpse god inherits the power of the mountain god, as long as he creates a battle scene without the existence of a mountain range, he can greatly weaken the opponent's combat power!

Yuzuri Takibai's feet stepped on the charred black earth where the lava was boiling, and his body turned into a bolt of lightning, and he instantly came to the side of the corpse god.

He grabbed the broken lock at the end of the blood-colored scythe and threw it out with great force, the broken lock extended at an astonishing speed, and the two-meter-long giant scythe flew out of a distance of more than 100 meters in an instant, and the blade cut through several pieces of mountain rubble suspended around the corpse god one after another, and cut it in its chest.

HP — 2482393!

With this sword, 1% of the corpse god's blood volume was slashed.

Although in terms of percentage, it is not too much, but if you cut a hundred knives in a row, even if you are a real god, you can only be ground hard by Yuzu Pear Takibai to a state of serious injury and death.

The corpse god was slashed by this knife, and the gap on the pitch-black face opened and closed violently, as if it was roaring, and the terrifying tide of divine power swept around it, and an extremely terrifying mountain god's wrath was brewing.

On the scorched black earth, a red-clothed man held a blood sickle, like a god of death holding his fate, frantically harvesting the blood of the corpse god.

……

Circle of people.

Sea area.

The surging sea gradually became a faint color of blood, and the corpses of sea creatures floated to the surface, their stumps and blood smeared, and the sea breeze carried a strong bloody smell.

A huge pixel cruise ship, like a mountain, is parked somewhere on the surface of the sea, let the sea lap and stand still.

Directly in front of the cruise ship, a pixel platform with a side length of hundreds of meters has been built, and there is a small circular hole in the center of the platform, and several members of the Evil Society are standing near the platform against the waves, as if they are measuring something.

If you look below the surface of the sea, you will find that there are more than 200 such pixel platforms in the deep sea.

The distribution of these pixel platforms is completely vertical, and the circular hole in the center fits precisely into an ultra-long acceleration track, and above the first pixel platform on the surface of the sea, hangs a silver long sword, the blade of which points straight into the depths of the earth, exuding a cold glow.

At the front of the cruise ship, a young girl in a ragged cloak was quietly staring in the direction of Japan, the sky in the distance was already flushed, and her brows were slightly furrowed.

"President, the [Extremely Evil Sword] has been prepared and can be activated at any time." The knight walked to her side against the sea breeze and said solemnly, "As long as you give an order, the Heavenly Cloud Sword will pierce through the mirror surface of the Eight Mirrors in forty-two seconds, and this 'human circle' will also be completely destroyed." ”

"yes, I see."

The memorial nodded slightly, looked into the distance, and did not say more.

"One more thing." The knight seemed to think of something,

"Since half an hour ago, some members have been showing red-eyed mania symptoms, which must be related to that weird pollution, although I have locked them down for the first time, but the number of them is still increasing rapidly...... So far, seventy-two people have been quarantined. ”

"How many of us are left?"

"Less than forty."

"Is it enough to activate the [Sword of Extreme Evil]?"

"If the goal is only to activate the [Extreme Evil Sword], one person is enough."

“…… I see, then wait. ”

The knight hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "President, what are you waiting for?" This 'human circle' will not last long, and after more than ten minutes at most, the pollution will completely corrode this eight-point mirror, and those who live here will not survive.

If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid that those dead souls will also be polluted and turn into corpse beasts. ”

"Isn't that more than ten hours?" Remembering put his hands in his pockets and said calmly, "We want to destroy the 'human circle' and liberate the souls of the dead, as long as we do it before the Eight Mirrors are completely polluted."

We save the dead, but the same ...... It is also necessary to give those who live in this 'circle of people' a chance to live.

After all, there are still people working to save the country, and there is still a possibility for these tens of millions of people to survive...... We cannot afford to ruin their hopes until the last moment.

This is the most basic respect for life. ”