Chapter 593: Understanding the Origin of Mist

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After being submerged by this dark thunder, Ye Wuque experienced the most horrible pain in history!

It was an indescribable pain, not only the pain of skin, flesh, tendons, bones, marrow, and internal organs, but also the pain that penetrated into every cell, every ion, and even every strand of soul in the depths of the soul!

Ye Wuque only had time to wail once before he could no longer make any sound. His five senses had been completely destroyed, but the pain was infinitely magnified, extremely clear, and deeply engraved in his heart!

This pain seemed to have turned into eternity, until Ye Wuque could not remember how long it had been, and he seemed to feel that the boundless pain seemed to have subsided, and finally recovered a little consciousness.

"Is it over..."

Ye Wuque spoke subconsciously, and the boundless pain that remained in his mind gave him a sense of unreality.

"End? Stupid human! Just now was just my first thunder of destruction. After that, there are ninety-eight more waiting for you! Hahahaha... Enjoy the enjoyment brought by my thunder of destruction!"

The high, domineering and ruthless voice resounded again, deeply imprinted in Ye Wuque's heart, causing the fear in Ye Wuque's heart to surge wildly again!

The pain that seemed like eternity just now was just the first thunder!

There are still ninety-eight thunders of destruction waiting for him!

Thinking of this, Ye Wuque's briefly recovered consciousness trembled rapidly, and a negative emotion called collapse slowly grew in his heart. It seemed that there was a voice in his heart telling him to give up and beg the other party to give him a way out.

Boom!

But before Ye Wuque could make a choice, the second thunder of destruction fell from the sky and submerged him again!

The boundless pain came again, and Ye Wuque's consciousness was shattered again, and he could only wail endlessly in his heart.

The third, fourth, fifth...

Thunders of destruction kept coming, seemingly not giving Ye Wuque any chance, not even a chance to beg, just to put him to death, his body and soul were destroyed under this thunder of destruction, and he would never be reborn.

Under endless pain, Ye Wuque seemed to feel that every inch of his body, every inch of flesh and blood, every tendon, and every drop of marrow fluid were slowly evaporating, and were completely destroyed by the thunder of destruction!

This kind of pain is indescribable, even the most cruel death by slow slicing in the secular world cannot be compared, it is far more than ten or a hundred times!

"Should I beg for mercy? Will it let me go after I beg for mercy? If I don't beg for mercy, I will be more uncomfortable than death, thunder of destruction, body and soul are destroyed, life is worse than death, and I will never be reborn..."

Ye Wuque was in a daze, his consciousness was completely blurred, he could no longer feel his body at all, it seemed that everything had been destroyed, he could only clearly feel every bit of pain.

"If I beg for mercy... then I will be his slave for life, and I will not have a good end or a good death. What's the difference between that and death? No, that's more painful than death... In this case, let this destructive thunder destroy me completely!"

"Come on! If you have the guts, strike me to death! If I hum one more time, I'll be your grandson!"

At this moment, Ye Wuque's mind suddenly became violent, and he became completely uncompromising and determined to fight to the end!

"Hmph!"

A cold snort resounded, and the thunders of destruction bombarded down together. This world has transformed from the Purple Thunder Hell to the Destruction Hell. All the thunders are launching the most violent attacks on Ye Wuque!

Boom!

Gradually, Ye Wuque's mind dissipated and became more confused, but as he said, he didn't hum even a word in his heart. It seemed that he let go of everything and let the sky hit him with five thunders. Even if it meant death, he would not compromise.

The ninety-nine eighty-one thunders of destruction did not stop at all, and soon reached eighty, eighty-one...

And that Gao Miao's domineering and ruthless existence seemed to deliberately reduce the power of the thunder of destruction, just to let Ye Wuque experience more terrible pain before his body and soul were destroyed, all just for torture.

But when the thunder of destruction finally hit the ninety-fifth, in this black thunder hell, in the depths of the endless thunder light, an unimaginable tall figure stepped out. It was a majestic and devil-like existence made of thunder light.

"Damn human! So stubborn! Then you go to death! After death, I will imprison your soul! Never reincarnate in life after life, and become my thunder slave forever! Be driven and imprisoned by me for eternity!"

This majestic and devil-like thunder light figure roared, and the whole world seemed to tremble violently under his roar!

Rumble!

Above the void, the last four thunders of destruction actually descended together, forming a pitch-black thunder light giant hand, pressing towards Ye Wuque!

Ye Wuque's muddled mind seemed to become extremely clear at this moment. The life-and-death crisis in his heart was so intense that he seemed to see the terrifying thunder hand pressing down from above, but there was no fear in his heart.

"Hahahaha... Come on! I will never yield to you even if I die, so what's the harm in death?"

Ye Wuque laughed loudly at this moment, even though his voice was trembling and his words were intermittent, but he had a kind of lofty ambition!

Boom!

The pitch-black thunder hand finally suppressed Ye Wuque. The pain seemed to have become eternal. His consciousness sank and was lost. The next moment, Ye Wuque's body would be completely shattered, and his soul would be imprisoned by that inexplicable existence and become its thunder slave.

However, at this moment, a slender hand as white as jade suddenly reached out from an unknown place!

"Tianlan! You damned fellow! You stole my thunder source! How dare you show up! I want you dead!"

The owner of Gao Miao's domineering and ruthless voice suddenly roared, and the hatred in it seemed that even the three rivers and five seas could not wash it away. The endless thunder between the world roared up in an instant, and turned into an indescribable purple giant hand, which fiercely suppressed the slender hand as white as jade!

Its momentum and strength surpassed the pitch-black thunder hand that suppressed Ye Wuque by ten, a hundred, and a thousand times!

However, the white arm shook lightly, and then completely swept away the purple giant hand, and then grabbed Ye Wuque and dragged him away from here, leaving only the endless roar and curse of the voice...

Tick...

In a daze, Ye Wuque felt that he seemed to be trapped in an extremely warm place, or he was wrapped in an indescribable warm power, which seemed to bring infinite vitality and nourish every part of his body.

Wherever the warm power passed, everything seemed to return to its original state, more tenacious and powerful than before!

"Is this... water?"

Ye Wuque tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't do it, but he could hear the sound of water flow around him that became more and more powerful from the ticking sound. At the same time, he could also deeply feel the true meaning of the water power rushing in his body.

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Also, the nightmare-like thunder of destruction just now, although it brought endless pain, the thunder of destruction still made Ye Wuque's perception of the power of thunder reach a limit, and he also understood its true meaning.

"Thunder... water... thunder is extremely violent, uncontrollable, as majestic as the power of heaven, with endless destruction and damage... Water is the source of all things, embracing everything, nourishing everything, and moistening everything silently wherever it passes, but it is everywhere..."

Ye Wuque muttered to himself in a thought, and at this moment, as he thought of it, he suddenly felt a thunder force appear in his body, and then this thunder force surged instantly, completely occupying half of his body, opposing the water force.

It seems that there is no opposition or fighting between the two, and they are incompatible. They are so clear and each goes its own way.

However, Ye Wuque suddenly had a blessing at this time, and a great enlightenment in his heart seemed to strike his heart like a revelation!

"Thunder has incomparable destructive power. Although it is violent and uncontrollable, if water is added, it will be moistened and wrapped by water, and the violence and uncontrollability will be eliminated. The combination of the two will blend seamlessly and give birth to a new kind of power!"

In an instant, the thunder and water in Ye Wuque's body, which were originally distinct, suddenly began to blend with each other. Between the purple light and the blue light, a new light was slowly released!

It was as if a leaping lightning and a flowing water flow finally merged, and finally disappeared, replaced by a water-blue laser!

This water-blue laser power is crystal clear and pure, with the destructive power of thunder and the fusion power of water!

"So that's it! I finally understand! This water-blue light is... Lan! Originated from thunder, fused with water, and turned into Lan! Wake up! The origin of Lan!"

With a low shout, Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly opened!

With this opening, Ye Wuque seemed to wake up from the sleep of endless years. The body sitting cross-legged on the altar suddenly shot out seven dazzling water-blue lasers!

The power of the storm soared into the sky, completely stirring up the gray sky and the yellow earth. Between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds surged, as if in jubilation and celebration. Everything seemed to have become full of vitality because of the emergence of the power of the storm.

At this moment, Ye Wuque was surrounded by dazzling water-blue light. The light was formed by lasers, which was extremely magnificent and domineering, like flames steaming around Ye Wuque. Even if no power was released, there was an indescribable terrible wave!

With a smile on his lips, Ye Wuque felt the surging power of the storm in his body and realized that everything he had experienced before was really an illusion.

Fortunately, he had a deep blessing and finally survived the bombardment of ninety-nine and eighty-one destructive thunders, experienced the wrapping of water power, and understood the origin of the storm.

"Thunder represents destruction, water represents moisture, and mist represents the power of rebirth!" Ye Wuque muttered to himself, and beside him, Dian Linglan's voice appeared again. "Congratulations on your successful understanding of the origin of mist, so the secret inheritance evolved from the power of 'mist' should be given to you." <="">Search "Kujiang.com" on WeChat, follow it and send the name of the work, and read the full text of the genuine version for free! The fastest update! <="">said: First of all, thank you brothers for your efforts. The devil fruit has reached 490. There is only one day left in February, and the God of War still needs 60 devil fruits. This month's goal is 550. I hope the brothers will make another effort to reach the goal. Thank you very much. Lao Nian pays homage! <="kj_ds_icon">