The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 629: Scoundrel

This strike of the grassland king was not only extremely fast and silent, but also unparalleled in sharpness!

The defensive power of the [Armor of Excellence] inlaid with the [Dark Stone] has reached an extremely strong level, but even the [Armor of Excellence] with such a defensive power is only slightly blocked before being penetrated .

But it was precisely because of this slight obstruction that Qin Ran's heart was not directly crushed.

Instead, it shifted a little.

A slight difference is a thousand miles away.

Qin Ran, who was lucky enough to survive, chuckled lightly.

He seemed to be grateful for his escape.

"Are you too happy?"

The prairie king said gloomyly.

Although Qin Ran dodged the fatal blow, for him now, Qin Ran could only deal with it with a little effort.

But when he thought of the bugs that could be crushed to death at will, he had wasted a portion of his original strength. Instead of the slightest joy, the face of the soon-to-be victorious prairie king became more and more gloomy.

"Your heart also has the original power. Although it is very rare and obscure, I have already prepared a big gift for them... Although I don't need it now, I will not let the preparation go to waste—I will not only let you Watching helplessly as I disembowel you and make you suffer the greatest pain so that you cannot die!"

"If you don't do this, how can you get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

The Grassland King spoke violently, and the palm that pierced Qin Ran's chest began to exert force, as if it wanted to tear Qin Ran apart.

hum!

The trembling sound suddenly appeared, and circles of white light like blades and blades spread out from Qin Ran's heart, turning into a circle around the top of Qin Ran's head and soles of his feet, surrounding Qin Ran with an indescribable law. Then turn.

Then……

burst!

Chi Chi Chi!

A large bloodstain suddenly appeared on the body of the prairie king, and the intact prairie king became bloody all over while breathing.

However, Qin Ran, who had been pierced, suddenly changed from a ruddy face to a ruddy complexion.

If it weren't for the arm of the grassland king, Kieran's appearance would have been intact.

[The Thorn of the Saint]!

When Kieran sensed the mortal danger, he activated the [Holy Stab] without hesitation.

"Damn bug, still playing tricks!"

After an arm passed through Qin Ran's chest, the king of the grassland could clearly feel the movement in Qin Ran's heart.

It was as if he could sense the power of demons and the beast of desire in Kieran's fused heart, and he could also sense the power of [Holy Thorn] at this moment.

However, the prairie king did not understand this power.

In other words, he underestimated this power.

Compared with the power of the devil and the beast of desire with the original breath, the power of the incomprehensible [Holy Thorn] is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the king of the grassland.

Therefore, he fought back without hesitation.

He didn't believe how long Kieran, who was pierced through his chest, could last.

The scarlet that filled the surrounding area was swallowed by the king of the grassland with his mouth open, like a whale sucking water.

Then, the palm of the grassland king's piercing Qin Ran suddenly changed.

Thick hairs began to protrude from the back of the hand, the palm became larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, the knuckles bent, the nails became sharp claws, and the arm embedded in Kieran's chest more than doubled in thickness, but it was really surprising The most important thing is the change of the prairie king's whole person.

The body, which surged to a height of three meters, was covered with long white, tough hair.

The human mouth and nose protruded forward, the fangs and teeth were exposed, and the ears became longer and stood upright.

Wolf!

A werewolf walking upright!

The three-meter-high Werewolf King of the Grassland easily lifted Qin Ran off the ground, as if he was holding a rag doll, but Qin Ran was lifted up by 'wearing'!

In fact, when the Prairie King's wrist became thicker, the flesh and blood on the back of Kieran's chest that had just healed was torn apart immediately.

The sound of ribs and spine breaking was endless.

Qin Ran, whose internal organs were squeezed, coughed and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then became gassy again, looking like he was dying.

The grassland king sneered mockingly.

But the next moment, the pupils of the grassland king shrank sharply.

Then, the round white light like a knife appeared again.

It revolved around Kieran again.

It fell apart again.

It hurt him again.

Once again, Kieran was brought back from the brink of death.

"What kind of power is this?!"

"It seems to exceed my original strength!"

The prairie king who had completely turned into a werewolf looked down at the wound on his body, feeling extremely horrified in his heart.

For the prairie king who is confident that the original power is the strongest, the scene in front of him completely defeated his long-standing concept of "the stronger the original power, the stronger he will be, and he will not be hurt by other forces".

The unknown brings fear!

The prairie king subconsciously pulled out his werewolf arm.

Can……

The arm was firmly grasped by Qin Ran's hands.

It's like two iron tongs.

"Come on, continue!"

Kieran said with blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth.

Listening to the words full of sarcasm, and looking at the back of Qin Ran who was pierced through his arm, the king of the grassland let out a roar and began to wave his arm vigorously, which had no effect at all.

Then, the Grassland King smashed the ground with the arm that pierced Kieran.

Qin Ran's body collided with the ground again and again, but it had no effect.

That white ray of light like a sword that puzzled the king of the grassland reappeared, healing Qin Ran and hurting him. It was like this every time, seemingly endless.

The King of the Grassland felt the power of the source that was consumed again and again due to the injury, and the cold sweat overflowed unconsciously.

His original power is not inexhaustible.

There is a limit!

When the original power gathered from the ancestors was exhausted, he was no different from the current Earl Shirin.

Even, to some extent, it will be weaker.

The prairie king raised his werewolf right hand.

He looked at Qin Ran hanging on his left, with some hesitation.

The effect of [Holy Thorn] made him hesitate.

He couldn't be sure to what extent [Stabber of the Holy One] would strike back after killing Kieran.

If it is also death...

After a little hesitation, the effect of [Holy Thorn] reappeared on Kieran's body, feeling the weakened original power again.

The king of the prairie no longer hesitated.

Without the original power, he is still dead.

Might as well give it a go.

The prairie king who was able to dig up the tombs of his ancestors and use secret techniques to refine the bones of his ancestors to complete himself was not a person who was indecisive.

Maybe he was arrogant, but once he made a decision, he would execute it immediately.

Woo!

With the sound of the wind, the right claw brushed past Kieran who was penetrated by the left claw.

puff!

While the blood was spraying, Qin Ran's body broke away from his left claw, and both parts of his body fell to the ground.

Superman's physique prevented Qin Ran from dying immediately.

Therefore, the king of the grassland saw a scene that made him despair!

The white light like a sword appeared again, healing Qin Ran again and hurting him again.

"I don't believe you are immortal!"

The prairie king roared, more original power gathered between his claws, several pieces of camouflaged gold ornaments were directly shattered under such extraction.

But it also poured absolute power into this blow of the grassland king.

That is the power beyond the ordinary.

Bright light flickered between the claws of the prairie king.

boom!

With one wave, it was like a falling meteor hitting the ground.

A large pit with a diameter of more than fifty meters and a depth of more than ten meters appeared.

Lying in the center of the pit was a completely unrecognizable Qin Ran.

Without the slightest breath.

Not to mention the white light that made the prairie king palpitate.

"Dead! Dead!"

"You finally..."

The prairie king, panting heavily, roared, venting his fear of the unknown, but his voice stopped abruptly.

There was nothing wrong with his face, Qin Ran's body, which was supposed to be dead, actually moved!

PS second update~

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