Chapter 413: The Strength of the Blood Rot!

A huge black cross erupted in the branch of the Blasphemy Blood, and the black energy flow hit the edge of the barrier for a few seconds, breaking through the barrier, and the branch that had just been built less than a month ago was exposed. go out.

Fu Yin, who was about to kill the intruder like a cat catching a mouse, was suddenly stunned.

"Catastrophe level?"

"Catastrophic level!"

"No... this is not a catastrophe-level intimacy, but a space-distance attack using connected items!"

"The black cross..."

"Isn't this the catastrophe-level existence that appeared recently like a shit-stirring stick? Why is it targeting our blasphemous blood again? Is this treating us like persimmons?"

But Fu Yin didn't know that they had been pitted by Wen Wen once before for their blasphemous blood...

After feeling the breath of the black cross, Fu Yin was not as frightened as those who saw this power before, and he didn't even flinch a little, but rushed towards the place where the power was most concentrated.

The True Order of Disaster is the powerhouse closest to the catastrophe level, but it's just a catastrophe level's air attack, it's not worth his retreat!

Almost instantly, Fu Yin arrived at the place where the power erupted before. Feeling the strong energy breath remaining in the air, Fu Yin's face became very terrifying. He is now extremely angry.

The long black hair spread out like a tide, covering the entire base, making the base look like a pitch-black hell.

The faces of all the monsters in the shelter changed. They felt unprecedented oppression, as if something terrifying was about to befall them.

Fu Yin walked through the air and walked to the center of the base, and his cold voice spread throughout the entire branch: "Retire now, I don't care about your offense, if you still want to continue...then, all the offenders Everyone is going to die!"

Seeing the arrogant attitude of the rotting blood man, Wen Wen frowned, causing Tao Qingqing to release another mouse.

The mouse crawled near Fuyin, and under Wen Wen's control, black energy exploded, and a catastrophic aura enveloped him, and everything within a radius of 30 meters around him was quietly decomposed into ashes.

Just when Wen Wen thought he had dealt with Fu Yin, endless black hair spread out from the center of the explosion, dispelling the messy energy.

Fu Yin still stood where he was, panting slightly.

He... was unscathed!

Fu Yin stepped on the black hair and said proudly: "You think that there are catastrophe-level powerhouses who are willing to fight for you, so you can do whatever you want? This world is not as simple as you see!"

"The medium that allows him to attack from a distance, use as much as you have, no matter how hard you struggle, everyone will die!"

"There are catastrophe-level existences behind you to support you, and there are also behind us the blood of blasphemy, and we are stronger than you, you provoked the wrong person!"

The blood-rotting man's aura was at its peak, and his words were extremely insolent, but Wen Wen had nothing to do with him.

In the shelter, the power of a long-distance attack against the outside world does not exist, and the power that the puppet mouse can withstand also has its limit.

So the blow just now was already the strongest attack Wen Wen could use, and it still couldn't hurt him, so with the few mice that Tao Qingqing brought, there was nothing he could do about it.

Fu Yin snorted coldly, pointed his hand in one direction, and the black hair gradually spread in that direction.

That direction is a ghoul. Although Wen Wen can't use this ghoul's ability, he usually works hard for Wen Wen.

Seeing that the rotting blood was about to attack him, the ghoul showed a look of fear, Wen Wen hurriedly manipulated the shelter to take him back, and then the ghoul disappeared in place.

However, Wen Wen's movements slowed a bit, now that Fu Yin's hand was clenched tightly, the attack was completed, and what Wen Wen dragged into the shelter was nothing but a battered corpse!

Wen Wen's pupils shrank suddenly. This was the first time he met a superhuman who could kill people before the asylum!

This means that as long as he is targeted by the rotten blood, he will not be able to rescue him in time!

It is too dangerous to keep the monsters here, and the damage is already enough, there is no need to suffer additional losses, so Wen Wen immediately started to recover the monsters.

Seeing the monsters in front of him disappear one by one, the blood-rotting man looked extremely ugly, and rushed to attack.

But when a monster disappears, he can kill it before it disappears, and all the monsters disappear together, even he has no way to stop it.

Moreover, the way these monsters disappeared made him faintly feel palpitations.

He didn't even realize how these monsters disappeared!

Thinking about it now, even catastrophe-level existences can't prevent themselves from appearing, so they let so many monsters appear in their base without warning, and then take them away in front of their faces. And I couldn't even see the clues throughout the whole process.

Could it be that behind this group of people, there is a supreme existence beyond catastrophe?

But...if they really have that kind of background, why is it that the highest combat power is just a pre-order of disaster when they attack their own branch?

While meditating, the blood rotting man discovered that among the monsters that came to attack, the most powerful Disaster Sequencer hadn't left.

"Interesting, you still dare to stay here, let me see what you guys are all about."

The black hair covered Fu Yin, and when the black hair spread out, Fu Yin appeared in front of the monster.

The monster left here is a big bald man without a face, and this big bald man is the Faceless Demon.

Feeling the aura of the Faceless Demon, the blood-rotting man frowned: "You are a demon...Why are there demons among the people who attacked the branch? Could it be that they are related to the 'Abyss'?"

The Faceless Demon stood awkwardly opposite the blood rotting man, his legs trembling unnaturally. If Wen Wen hadn't been staring at him, he would have knelt down and begged for mercy.

The gap between him and the rotten blood is no smaller than the gap between any disaster-level power user and him.

"Why do you dare to stay? Do you think you can escape from me?"

The Faceless Demon coughed in embarrassment and said, "Ahem, my master asked me to bring you a message."

"What are you talking about?" The blood rotting man asked curiously. He could be arrogant to these incoming monsters, but if there was a catastrophe level, he still had to deal with it seriously.

What words? How do I know what to say...

The Faceless Demon was actually just delaying time, because Wen Wen told him that he was a monster in the middle of the disaster and would not be instantly killed by Fu Yin, so he had to complete the task before he could leave here.

He hesitated for a long time, until Fu Yin's eyes became more and more unkind, and when he seemed to want to do something, the Faceless Demon turned his heart and yelled directly at Fu Yin:

"We are the deacon under Lord 'Black Cross', and we declare to you!"

"One day, he will come to reality and clean up you maggots hiding in the shadows!"

"Wait, be afraid, run away in a hurry, the judgment will come eventually!"

The third shift begins on October 1st... lasts for twenty days