Chapter 1738 Redemption

In an instant, the whole world fell silent, and everyone felt it. Feeling the tsunami-like suppressive force, a sleeping monster inside Jiang Cheng slowly opened its eyes.

"winter."

"winter."

No one knew what kind of monster it was, but everyone heard the heartbeat like a war drum, one after another, getting faster and faster.

Raising his head, Jiang Cheng's pair of black eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by a pair of crimson blood eyes. Those blood eyes contained the deepest hatred and the most extreme anger, a powerful pressure that was not inferior to that of the old president. Covering the entire battlefield.

A large bloody cloud of fire filled the sky high above the head. As Jiang Cheng stepped forward step by step, the fire cloud also moved forward, strangled together with the black mist that filled the head of the old president.

He pulled out the broken knife stuck on the ground with his backhand. Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the originally bright mirror-like blade, and then it shattered. The next second, a blade as black as ink, with an extremely violent and ferocious shape slowly grew from the handle. come out.

Black flames rose from the blade of the blade. Jiang Cheng walked faster and faster, and finally even started to run. He was clearly alone, but his momentum seemed to be carrying thousands of troops. Under the shocked eyes of No. 13, he smashed the sword in front of the fat man. monster.

It wasn't until the residual limbs and dirty blood were scattered in all directions that the other monsters came to their senses and roared violently towards Jiangcheng.

But the game between them ended the moment the door was opened. Looking at the back of Tu Dao slaughtering in the rain of blood, everyone knew the final outcome of this battle, but he knew that no matter whether he won or lost, his brother would return. Not coming anymore.

At this moment, the person at the center of the battlefield was no longer Jiang Cheng. He opened the door, not knowing the smell of that door. It was a door that he once coveted.

It was also because of that door that he came to Jiangcheng. But for a long time afterwards, he had the opportunity to seize that door, but he deliberately ignored it time and time again. After all, the person who took that door Jiang Cheng couldn't bear the price, and neither could he.

The 12 powerful monsters were no match at all at this moment. The monster that wanted to kill Lin Wan'er saw its companion die tragically, turned around and opened its wings with a membrane in the middle, ready to escape, but Jiang Cheng caught up and chopped off the left wing with a knife, and the monster roared. He fell to the ground, stepped on the monster's shoulder with one foot, and the huge force directly crushed the bones inside. He stabbed the knife into the back, slowly rotated the handle of the knife, and the sharp blade smashed the chest. Then he raised the blade sideways and killed the monster. Tear in half.

The fat man stared blankly at everything in front of him. The man holding the knife felt strange to him. The doctor's temperament had completely changed. His blood-stained hair hung low, but this could not hide his bloodthirsty eyes. He is an evil ghost wearing a doctor's skin.

Big drops of tears welled up from the fat man's eyes. He didn't even cry out in pain when he broke a leg, but the doctor's look was hard for him to accept. He understood that the doctor must have paid a huge price in exchange for this. force.

The door on the doctor's body was opened, the real doctor walked into the door, and the evil spirit inside was released.

The fat man opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end, no word came out.

In a few minutes, or even less, most of the 12 powerful monsters were killed. After experiencing the terror of Jiangcheng, these monsters with limited intelligence finally understood the terror of their opponents. They fled in all directions, as if they were frightened. Child, the piercing screams shattered the eardrums.

But these were completely useless. Jiang Cheng caught up with them one by one and slaughtered them one by one with the most cruel means. Even a monster with six wings on its back that had taken off and fled towards the clouds was no exception. Jiang Cheng, who was covered in blood, stepped on Looking at the head of another dead monster, it jumped up high. The blade of the weird black knife in his hand was broken, and it stretched out more than ten feet. He cut the monster into two pieces with one knife.

The sky was full of blood rain splashing on the ground, and Jiang Cheng stood in the blood rain and slowly raised his head. He had the last opponent left, and the one who deserved the most damn.

11 monsters were being slaughtered, and the old president just watched indifferently, without any intention to stop them. To be precise, until now, it has never taken action.

The last monster seemed to understand something and immediately dragged its huge body towards the old president. It bypassed the old president and seemed to want to hide behind him, but at the moment when the two crossed paths, A unique bone knife suddenly appeared in the old president's hand, and the huge monster fell to the ground after running for more than ten steps.

The bone knife was still stained with sticky blood, and a large amount of blood flowed out near the monster's corpse, soaking the ground.

Bloody eyes and milky white eyes looked at each other, and the real battle had just begun.

Almost instantly, the two rushed towards each other at the same time. Jiang Cheng let out a deafening roar, and black flames burst out from the black knife in his hand. The old president held the bone knife, and a large amount of black mist came out of his facial features, and the black mist continued. Faces of pain emerged, each face twisted, with its mouth wide open and roaring in despair. With an earth-shattering loud noise, the two sides finally collided.

The bone knife that was temporarily pulled out of the monster's body actually blocked the black knife in Jiang Cheng's hand. The residual power of the collision between the two made the nearby space no longer stable.

The black knife cut off the faces one after another and hit the old president's shoulder. The powerful force even tore half of the black mist apart, while the remaining faces bit Jiang Cheng's body like crazy, and the bone knife pierced He grabbed Jiang Cheng's arm and plunged it into his shoulder. Jiang Cheng's arm that was not holding the knife suddenly raised and hit the old president's head hard.

The battle between the two was completely devoid of dignity. From the beginning, they returned to the most primitive methods. Jiang Cheng even inserted his hand into the huge wound on the old president's shoulder.

The flames rising from the black knife burned the skin of the black mist and the old president, but the flames were very strange. The black mist was forcibly dispersed, and the burned body was suddenly covered with a layer of frost.

The human faces in the black mist were biting Jiang Cheng's body crazily, but they didn't leave any wounds. They continued to tear out some black energy from Jiang Cheng's body.

The stability of the space was disturbed, and many incomprehensible things appeared beside them. Some looked like parts of the monster's body, and some were simply complex lines that were difficult to understand.

The old president opened his mouth violently, the corners of his mouth were torn, and the mouth spewing black mist opened in an incomprehensible way. He bit down on Jiang Cheng's head. If this bite was true, his head would be bitten into pieces. At least half of his face would be ripped off, and Jiang Cheng's response was also very rough. He directly turned the handle of the knife sideways and stuffed it into the old president's mouth.

After a brief separation, the two collided together again without any movement to block or dodge. A black knife and a bone knife were both shattered at the moment of collision. The blade of the bone knife pierced Jiang Cheng's abdomen, and Jiang Cheng... He hugged the old president tightly with one hand, grabbed the blade of the black knife with his other hand, and stabbed the old president in the heart from behind.

From the perspective of others, the two hugged each other tightly, like old friends they had not seen for many years, but the sticky blood and thick black mist revealed the blood and cruelty of this battle.

A pair of bloody eyes slowly dissipated. Jiang Cheng staggered back and finally fell to the ground. The bone knife inserted in his abdomen was far more than just sharp. It also contained bone-eroding poison. After all, his body was weaker. The broken knife in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Isn't it still possible?" Jiang Cheng only had the last bit of consciousness left. He didn't feel like he was going to die. He just felt that his body was very heavy, very heavy, as if he was sinking into the abyss little by little.

The old president walked towards him step by step. Compared with him, the old president was not much better, but he still won in the end.

But just as the old president walked a few steps away from Jiangcheng, he suddenly fell down. As he fell, his upper body split into two halves. From his shoulders to his abdomen, he was cut vertically by a dagger inserted in his body. It's open.

Of course it was Jiang Cheng who did it. He struggled to be stabbed in the abdomen by the old president, grabbed the dagger Chen Ran left in his body from behind, and pulled it down hard.

Seeing the old president fall, Wen Zhao, who was watching the battle, cheered excitedly, "Father! Dad, did you see it? We win, we win!"

But among the group of people, only Wen Zhao was cheering. Looking at the battlefield, Wang Yanhou couldn't help but shake his head. Everything was happening according to the prophecy in the newspaper. The old king died, the new king ascended the throne, and the next reincarnation began.

Jiang Cheng's world was almost filled with darkness. He seemed to be sinking into the deep sea alone, surrounded by darkness, quiet darkness, and the only remaining light above his head was disappearing.

This was not an illusion, because Jiang Cheng's eyes were also being filled with darkness at this moment.

He was tired and wanted to rest. This time he was too tired to wake up again.

Breathing heavily, the consciousness belonging to Jiang Cheng is being wiped away bit by bit. Black energy is flowing in all the limbs and bones. This black energy is lurking under the skin and is repairing and perfecting the body bit by bit. There are countless terrifying and dense Bloody veins crawled onto his face, and for a moment the originally delicate face became as ferocious as a demon.

The guy who woke up was just trying out his skills just now, adapting to this new body, and now he has to truly occupy this body.

Just before Jiang Cheng's consciousness was about to collapse, a pair of big hands lifted him up and hugged him tightly, "Doctor! Doctor, wake up!"

The sudden warmth made Jiangcheng's child react. No one taught him to do this. It was completely subconscious instinct. The fat man took a deep breath, closed his eyes, held up the doctor's head with one hand, and gently lifted the doctor's head with the other hand. Pressing on the doctor's abdomen, that's where the doctor was most seriously injured.

The next second, as the fat man opened his eyes again, his whole temperament suddenly changed and became firmer than ever before. The green breath flowed along the fat man's arms and finally injected into the wound on his abdomen. The terrifying scars were visible to the naked eye. Healing at a visible speed, the broken ribs were restored one by one. More importantly, this cyan aura actually dispelled the darkness and confusion in Jiang Cheng's eyes.

But this is not without cost. Fatty's body is becoming illusory little by little. As Jiang Cheng's childish eyes slowly focus, what he sees is a familiar face that is gradually illusory but still smiling at him, " Doctor, you're awake." The fat man smiled with tears in his eyes, "You're so good, we won, we really won! Doctor, you can take a good rest."

It took Jiang Cheng a long time to understand what was happening in front of him. He desperately wanted Fatty to stop, but now he seemed to be imprisoned and couldn't do anything. He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word. .

"Doctor, please remember to take everyone home." The fat man pursed his lips and resisted tears.

In the distance, Wang Fugui sighed softly, took Wen Zhao's hand and turned around to leave. The outcome was already determined. He had already told Wang Fugui the outcome and given him a chance to change. Everything that happened now was his own. choice.

"Let's go."

Wang Yanhou turned around, took the newspaper scroll and was about to leave, but in the next second, someone suddenly screamed. Wang Yanhou suddenly turned around, and the scene in front of him made him shrink back.

I saw a broken knife stabbed into Wang Fugui's chest from behind, directly piercing his heart. A black figure stood behind Wang Fugui, twisting the handle of the knife hard, crushing his heart.

With only one arm left, Wu stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Fugui's corpse, pulling out a green figure, and then swallowed it forcefully. Then he half-knelt in front of the corpse, imitating the fat man's behavior, and covered Jiang Cheng's abdomen with his hand. , a green aura that was dozens of times more powerful than Fatty filled the air. Not only did the azure aura dispel the black energy on Jiang Cheng's body, it was still spreading to the surroundings. The knife edge on Fatty's back healed quickly, and the blood spattered out unexpectedly with a burst of blood. Returning in an incomprehensible way, like time going back, the green aura continues to spread. The wounds on Master Shui, Empress Dahe, Lin Wan'er, old general Yan Can, and even the dead No. 6 are healing rapidly.

After a long period of shock, Wang Yanhou grabbed the newspaper scroll and unfolded it with trembling fingers. He saw that the part of the text that originally recorded the ending of the prophecy was collapsing. The dissolved text turned into rough lines, and the lines were being reorganized.

Looking at the black figure with its back to him again, Wang Yanhou's eyes were full of shock. He didn't expect that this door, which represented goodwill and healing, could be controlled by a strange creature. After a moment, he suddenly burst into tears, "Prophecy" was broken, they they really did it”