Chapter 221 220. Immersed in Past Glory (Killing) and Honor (Killing)

"Fight your mother!"

Mo Cheng didn't hesitate to answer the guy who wanted to take him back as a guinea pig for research experiments.

"Provoking me will only cause you to suffer more unnecessary pain."

Ichiqil disappeared, and his huge left arm was placed in front of Mo Cheng's abdomen, immobilizing him. Immediately afterwards, his right arm was inserted into Mo Cheng's back without mercy, and he wanted to pull out Mo Cheng's spine.

The Inquisition Bureau is well versed in the human body, and as the deputy director, Ichikiel naturally knows that when a person's spine is severely injured, there are only two results left.

Die, or become useless.

Many times, these two results can be classified into the same category.

But Mo Cheng is not a helpless weakling, nor will he just accept defeat.

He exerted force from his waist and used Ichkiel's left arm as a lever with his core strength. He almost completed a forward turn, and at the same time, he kicked Ichikiel's face from the bottom up with his feet.

The moment it hit, it used its own holy light to offset the opponent's holy light. Then the power of the thunder element and the fire element was poured into Ichkiel's head, and it exploded without the opponent reacting.

"boom!!!"

As if a bomb had been detonated in his head, thick black smoke erupted from Ichkiel's seven orifices. Mo Cheng, who dodged the killing move and retaliated, cautiously distanced himself and did not continue to attack wildly.

Because he could detect that this blow only caused damage to the enemy, not even a serious injury.

The power of the triple thorn halo was activated at this time, and Mo Cheng's brain seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, but the consequences of the backlash did not disturb him at all.

I don't know when it started, but Mo Cheng's eyes became calm, like a mirror, without any emotional ups and downs at all.

"Bah bang bang!"

Ichkiel clapped his hands in praise. The counterattack of the blow just now made him couldn't help but admire even if he was in the enemy's position: "It's a very powerful physical skill. In my triple thorn field, I can not only resist people stronger than you, The killing move of the previous level can also be counterattacked fiercely. Even among the Church of Glory, you should be the best one."

The hasty counterattack was obviously unable to cause effective damage to Ichkiel. It can be seen from the fact that the holy flame on the opponent's body has turned into a full-body heavy armor. Ichikiel has a profound knowledge of the [Holy Flame Body Training Technique]. attainments.

Paladin has never been a weak profession.

A strong man with a strong physique, high level, and even considerable combat experience, who also specializes in attacking and repelling damage. For any enemy, this is a desperate opponent.

But Mo Cheng is not an ordinary person. Ichikiel is very strong, but not strong enough to scare him.

Wiping away the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, the Heart Martial Arts Zen suppressed all the negative emotions in the body. The negative states caused by various counter-injury were equivalent to nothing to him.

"Ichiqil, don't delay with your nonsense. Next, I will attack with all my strength and kill you with all my strength!"

Mo Cheng's arrogance made the deputy director of the Heresy Bureau laugh, "Kill me? Can you do it?"

A mocking smile, but in Ichikiel's heart, he was secretly on guard. This person in front of him had never appeared in his sight, but he knew all his methods, and even broke several of his arrangements.

Combined with the fact that the previous offensive could hurt him and at the same time resist the counter-injury from the triple thorn field, the deputy director of the Heretic Bureau had to admit that the boy in priest uniform in front of him, even if he was an enemy, was still an enemy. Strong enemy.

"I think I can give it a try."

As he finished speaking, Mo Cheng took off his priest uniform to reveal the vest underneath. This costume had already begun to interfere with him in the upcoming battle.

Then, Mo Cheng's body began to grow in size, his bones mutated, dense scales appeared on his skin, ferocious horns sprouted from his head, and the nails on his hands gradually became so sharp that they could easily tear steel.

Ichikiel's eyes changed from surprise to solemnity. He had already seen what Mo Cheng was. "Dragonborn? That's not right. This feeling is much more [pure] than Dragonborn."

He suddenly discovered that the elements in the young man in front of him were so complicated that they could be called tragic. The holy light of the priest, the element of the spellcaster, the power of time from unknown origin, and this violent aura that is purer than the dragonborn.

Even the well-informed deputy director of the Inquisition Bureau, at this moment, the only thing in his mind is "Why hasn't this guy exploded yet?" ] question.

A clear murderous intent flashed, and Mo Cheng's offensive began.

Like the sea, like huge waves, Mo Cheng's attack exploded. The violent power was unprecedented. Swallowing the sky's murderous intent not only broke Zen's state of mind, but also shocked Ichikiel.

"What!?"

"Roar!"

killed! Purely fast and strong, Mo Cheng's fists came with all his strength as soon as he transformed into a dragon. Even if Ichiqil was mentally prepared, he couldn't predict how fast and crazy Mo Cheng's fists would come.

Even more unexpected was the murderous aura that shocked him.

What on earth is that?

Ichikiel didn't know, he could only feel that in Mo Cheng's murderous intent, there were the wails of countless dead souls. The powerful life ended here, the ancient creatures came to an end, and even the eternal world fell into it.

Amidst doubts and confusion, Ichikiel was immediately hit hard.

"That's not enough! Come again!"

After one punch, there was a crazier, faster, and stronger punch that hit Ichikiel's chin from bottom to top.

Broken!

It's Ichkiel's jaw, skull.

After this blow, Mo Cheng's offensive stopped slightly, and then the incomparable murderous intent surged in. He was so crazy that he wanted to devour Ichiqil with the most evil, craziest, and most domineering power.

I must completely crush and devour the hateful thing in front of me!

The Zen state of mind was completely shattered. He was more evil than Shura, more evil than Yaksha, faster than Garuda, and angrier than King Ming. He wantonly pushed his own fury valley to its peak, using up all his anger and all his energy. Love, all emotions are integrated into the fist.

Use your fists to fight for everything you want, and use your strength to take the lives of others.

Completely integrate his own state of mind and thoughts into his original self, the [Great Killing Monk] who wanted nothing more than killing and power in the [Foreign Land].

With the third blow, Mo Cheng hit the back of Ichikiel's head, completely shattering his skull.

Can he understand what he wants to say?

He couldn't understand, he couldn't understand why the murderous aura in Mo Cheng's body was so terrifying, why Mo Cheng's strength had increased so much, and he couldn't even understand why his body could withstand several attacks in the hands of Archbishop Alfonso, but it was just three punches. Skull was shattered.

why is that? !

There is no reason. Since he can't understand Mo Cheng's "unwillingness", then what the hell is he doing with "thinking"?

Ichkiel, just go to hell!

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