Chapter 731 Xia Shou VS Writer (I)
Just when the writer's hand was about to touch Shangguan Yan, Xia Shou stood in front of Shangguan Yan, and at this moment, Xia Shou had already put on the mask of desire.
"Minister, if it doesn't work, leave it to me next. I can win!" Xia Shou said with his back to Shangguan Yan.
Shangguan Yan opened his eyes wide and looked at Xia Shou's back in surprise. His mind was in a trance for a moment.
She never thought that someone would stand in front of her in this battle.
But the surprised expression was fleeting, and she immediately regained her calm expression, then quickly dodged and evacuated. Before leaving, she did not forget to tease Xia Shou: "Hehe, you can also stand on your own."
As soon as Shangguan Yan pulled away, Xia Shou immediately activated the future prefabrication.
In an instant, four huge mirrors appeared out of thin air around him. The mirrors were a hundred meters high and the width was also amazing. Like an artificial material field, they locked the writer and Xia Shou in it.
This was something Xia Shou temporarily made with [Future Prefabrication].
Since he couldn't use a duel to pull the writer into the duel, he would use the closed space surrounded by the mirror to fight the writer to the death!
Of course, what he made was not an ordinary mirror, but an enchanted mirror, which was much harder than ordinary steel and had the property of zero gravity.
He learned the two enchantments of zero gravity and hardness directly from the experts of the equipment department, so he could use [Future Prefabrication] to make such a thing.
Xia Shou knew very well that such a mirror could not block the writer's slash, and he did not expect to be able to block it. As long as he could ensure that the mirror would not fall with gravity even after being cut, it could still float in the air and block the outside world's sight.
Even so, Xia Shou still didn't think that this narrow space could cover for long, but this was the only way Xia Shou could think of now to improve his confidentiality.
And he also asked everyone in the control bureau outside not to watch this battle, and let them all use the quota of D God Law to hide in the mirror space.
This was to reduce the number of spectators as much as possible, and to preserve as many sparks as possible for the Control Bureau after he was really defeated.
Although all these measures, like placebos, could not play a fundamental confidentiality effect, Xia Shou knew that he would not need long.
One minute!
In one minute, he had to kill the seriously injured writer within the effective time of the Peak!
[Reach the Peak in No One]!
[Self-Destruction]!
Using Self-Destruction again, Xia Shou saw that there were only a few red lines left under his feet, and the thickest one was facing the writer in front of him.
Seeing this scene, Xia Shou was relieved. This proved that the most threatening person was the writer rather than the painter. As long as he could survive this battle, he should have enough time to deal with the matter of Huiyu, but the premise was to survive.
"The owl cried and the blood boiled!"
In the second after the Peak was activated, a sharp bird cry came from Xia Shou, and a bird like an owl or a crow soared into the sky, and the shadow circled in the sky.
——【I have never hunted, but my boiling blood has never stopped since I was born.
I have never cried, but the boiling pain has no way to end.
When I scream, my hot blood will no longer burn. 】
This power from the Crow Owl Messenger of the underworld cannot work on the man who has already stepped half a foot into the realm of naming. However, the will to reach the pinnacle, at the cost of its own sinking, easily penetrated the writer's abnormal resistance!
The writer's blood began to boil.
The writer looked up to the sky and howled. The skin that was stitched together bulged with bright red blood bubbles because of the boiling liquid inside. This ultimate move that should have killed a human body instantly did not seem to have the effect of killing instantly.
"I am a writer...ah, Master, I understand...I am naming now..." The writer turned one eye and muttered to himself while looking at the empty air next to him.
A second later, the writer tilted his body and stretched out his only left hand.
The next second, Xia Shou heard a sound like the wind blowing through a very narrow window.
In an instant, countless sharp and unparalleled slashes poured out like a violent storm, sweeping straight towards Xia Shou, and the slashes came faster than the sound, invisible and without any signs.
Each slash was extremely powerful, and each contained endless murderous intent and power. There was no sign, and he could not dodge. When he heard the sound, his body had already been attacked.
Xia Shou had no time to react at all, and was drowned in this overwhelming attack. There was only a horrifying tearing sound, and Xia Shou's body was cut into countless pieces in the blink of an eye, and blood splattered everywhere, like a scarlet blood rain falling on the ground.
Before the blood rain fell, the dense slashing that followed split the raindrops again and again, and the blood demon mask with a grim expression was shattered under the slashing, and the red liquid hair was broken and disappeared into the air.
At the same time, the simple mirror field that originally covered them was not spared. In front of this extremely terrifying slashing, the mirror field was as fragile as thin paper and was easily torn apart.
As the 100-meter mirror shattered and dissipated, the entire battlefield was exposed to the vast sky without reservation. The sun poured down, illuminating the blood and debris on the ground, making this land that had just experienced a fierce battle look particularly miserable and bloody.
The power of [Pseudo Blood Demon] maintained the life of Xia Shou, who was not in human form. After being chopped into blood, Xia Shou could not see or hear anything. Although the pseudo blood demon could give him the functionality of his original limbs, if even the liquid limbs lost their form, then the functionality of the organs would naturally not be able to survive.
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At this moment, that's it, he is just alive.
In the reality beyond Xia Shou's perception, the drifting blood mist is still gathering, and it shrinks violently at a faster speed than ever before, and reunites from countless small liquids into a stream of water.
When the hazy human figure stood on this land again, the red flames on the wet face ignited again. The moment the mask appeared, Xia Shou seemed to hear a devilish grin. A line of words appeared in front of Xia Shou, reminding him of the remaining desire - the desire to kill is not much left.
"Tsk! Damn it!" Xia Shou cursed.
The consumption of the Desire Mask depends on the intensity and frequency of the use of the power of the second self.
In the past, the consumption of desire was not so prominent, but this time the author really gave him strength. The instantaneous slashing shattered the entire body, causing the consumption of running [Pseudo Blood Demon] to increase dramatically.
He couldn't be hit several times.
Xia Shou's thinking was as fast as lightning, and his thinking was instantaneous, but even in the gap of lightning, the attack never stopped.
The unsolvable slashing storm came for the second time, like a raging tide, surging and violent.
And Xia Shou also gave up relying on hearing to predict this time.
"It's useless to rely on listening, use your body to sense the moment of being hit." Xia Shou repeatedly reminded himself in his heart.
In such a high-speed battle, the speed of sound propagation is too slow, and all attacks are faster than sound. The reaction based on sound is always half a second to one second slower than being hit, and this time is enough for him to be chopped into pieces.
Xia Shou focused all his attention on his liquid body.
At 4.32 seconds, when he felt the slash hit his body, the flash kill was activated!