Oring Hunter

"This time, no one can help you anymore."

"So, dirty thief..."

"The dream is over."

"You should wake up."

"It's time for things to return to their original owners."

When the strange child's voice slowly fell, the time flow in front of Yechen's eyes began to return to normal again.

However, Ye Chen himself is not among this ranks.

His facial features froze instantly.

His face twitched instantly.

His limbs stiffened instantly.

Then, Yechen's mouth opened unconsciously, and immediately spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

puff.

The color of the blood water was extremely black, as if it could absorb all the light, it splashed drop by drop under his feet.

This is not Yechen's blood.

However, it was actually born in Yechen's body.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-red python entrenched beside Yechen also instantly turned back into a pool of liquid blood, and the entire huge body ushered in a sudden collapse in all directions.

The astonished little python stumbled and fell to the ground.

From the perspective of it being a labyrinth relic, it is equivalent to Yechen taking the initiative to issue an order to force the little python out of its original form.

Because of this, Xiao Python was completely dumbfounded.

It didn't understand at all why the master would suddenly commit suicide such as disarming at the critical moment when he was about to kill his prey.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Python's eyes went dark, and then he fell over and passed out.

At this moment, even its source of power as a maze relic was completely blocked by Yechen.

But, in fact, just like the source of this pool of dark blood, the person who issued these orders was not Yechen himself at all.

The other side of the battlefield.

Ding Moluo's "Wange manipulation solution" has been destroyed to pieces, and only the last one percent of the entire pitch-black line is left.

In the end, just when Ding Moluo believed that he was bound to die...

There was a problem on Yechen's side.

The bloodsmith hunter suddenly vomited blood and stopped all movements.

"Swallow the main painting python", the power disappears, and the form is released.

And the offensive of the "Pytha King Blood Cannon" came to an abrupt end.

Thus, the building block clown, who was driven to the end of the road, suddenly succeeded in defending himself.

Faced with such a sudden reversal of the situation, Ding Moluo's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and his entire face was instantly filled with shock.

And then, this unexpected shock turned into unexpected ecstasy on Ding Moluo's face.

(This kid...)

(The power is overdrawn!?)

(Could it be that he was backlashed by his own desperate attack—!?)

Thinking of this, Ding Moluo's half-surprised and half-joyed eyes suddenly turned hard.

How could he let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

I saw Ding Moluo immediately stretched out his bloody arm, twisted the last few hundred strings of "Wange Manipulation" that hadn't been scorched and broken into a thick and long rope whip, and then manipulated it to aim at the hundred Yechen, who was one meter away, was pumped away at full speed!

Whoosh-!

Seeing this, Yechen's eyes changed, and his heart was chilled, and he wanted to lean back and dodge.

However, at this moment, the parts of Yechen's body below the waist and abdomen did not listen to the orders from his brain at all.

It's just so dry and motionless.

It just stayed there with Yechen waiting to die.

Therefore, Ye Chen's expression was completely stunned.

In the next second, the rope whip gathered by Ding Moluo hit Yechen's torso without any suspense, knocking him away on the spot.

Boom!

Yechen's figure flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and finally fell down on the rocky ground tens of meters away in embarrassment.

The force of this whipping was not great, and it didn't bring him much pain.

However, when Yechen, who was lying on the ground, turned his head to look at the surface of his body, and then saw those square patterns like maggots emerging densely and crazily...

But Yechen understood that he was finished.

The square pattern began to spread wildly between Yechen's body.

First his torso, then his limbs, and finally his head.

Ye Chen watched all this happen, but his body was still unable to move.

So, at the very end, Ye Chen could only think in despair:

(I……)

(Obviously can win...)

(Originally, I only need to hold on for a few more seconds...)

(I will be able to completely wipe out this clown...)

(But...why...)

(it……)

(Will it pop up at such a time?)

Chapter 0974 Unexpected Results

(But...why...)

(it……)

(Will it pop up at such a time?)

By the time Yechen had this confused and powerless doubt in his heart at the end of his life, the Fangzheng pattern had spread all the way to the top of his skull.

These lines are a symbol of the effectiveness of the ability of "All Things Explanation".

At the same time, it is also the claw that completely pushes the bloodsmith hunter into the abyss of death.

So, in the next second, Ye Chen couldn't see anything.

Just because his eyes, his face, his limbs, his nerves, his spinal cord and brain, all began to disintegrate at this moment, and they were broken down into tiny cubes, shattered on the spot , completely collapsed, and finally ejected fiercely towards the outside world.

Bang bang bang bang bang—!

In the end, with a series of shattering sounds of flesh and bones resounding through the entire underground pit, this long fight finally ushered in the end.

The bloodsmith hunter lost for no reason and exploded to death.

The building block clown wins to the limit, lingering on his last breath.

Its unfolding is unexpected.

Its process is unexpected.

And its results were equally unexpected.

Hundreds of square flesh and blood cubes were scattered all over the ground like collapsed building blocks, and even the bodily fluids were completely solidified in them.

These are the bones of bloodsmith hunters.

At the same time, it is also the result of the building block clown.

Ding Moluo on the other side of the river, after witnessing this scene with his own eyes, immediately sat down on the ground in relief.

And the "Misfortune Tool" finally survived the overloaded operation before, and fell heavily beside Ding Moluo, losing all its energy and luster in an instant.

Ding Moluo himself, with his head down, gasped for breath.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

But it didn't take long for the gasp to turn into a raucous laugh.

"puff……"

"Hum hum……"

"Hahahaha-!"

Ding Moluo raised his head in ecstasy and laughed.

"That's right—!"

"That's what makes sense—!"

"How can you brat's physical strength have no upper limit—!"

"You have fought me hard so many times, you should have fallen down long ago—!"

"It's really hard work for you to be able to make it all the way here, Yechen—!"

"It's a pity that in the end, you still failed to avenge those seniors for you. Instead, like them, you were crushed to pieces by me, and you died without a whole body—!"

"Hahahahaha! Such a result is really full of drama, and it makes people feel so happy-!"

"Sure enough, the final winner must always be me, Ding Moluo—!"

Ding Moluo's declaration of victory resounded through the heaven and earth together with hoarse laughter, echoing for a long time in the burning air, it sounded so harsh, so proud, so carefree.

Of course, no one can respond to his cynicism now.

Looking at the hunter's bones on the other side of the river, Ding Moluo continued to laugh in a low voice for a while, but soon his brows tightened, his mouth opened wide, and then he began to crazily bow his head and vomit blood.

"Who... vomit vomit!"

I saw half red and half black blood pouring out of Ding Moluo's mouth like a stream, which made him return from the arrogant winner to the extremely embarrassed image again.

Even if he became the winner of this fight, Ding Moluo was still heavily injured, physically and mentally exhausted, and his state could be described as a tragic victory.

The jigsaw clown kept kneeling for a while, and waited until the power of the abyss initially repaired his internal injuries, then stood up unsteadily, took back the maze relic at his feet, and took a deep breath.

"call……"

Finally, Ding Moluo glanced at the hunter's skeleton on the other side of the river, then turned around and stepped into the air, no longer staying here, but slowly flew towards the surface above.

If it was a normal situation, he would definitely whip the corpse and humiliate Yechen, the loser, before leaving.

However, now, Ding Moluo has neither the leisure nor the mood.

After all, the reinforcements from the Church of the Holy Light may appear anytime and anywhere.

In addition, Ding Moluo's act of taking the seed of the abyss undoubtedly gave him a temporary enjoyment, but ruined his future retreat.

Before long, Ding Moluo's soul and body will be completely engulfed and enslaved by the abyss, becoming a puppet without self-thought.

Therefore, Ding Moluo is actually half dead now.

Of course, as early as the moment he used the Seed of the Abyss, he had already made the corresponding awareness.

And what Ding Moluo wants to do now is to enjoy his last "freedom" to the greatest extent before his soul is completely eroded by the abyss in his body!

Thus, Ding Moluo flew out of the huge crater, and then shuttled all the way between the forests at low altitude, and kept approaching the distant city...

In fact, Ding Moluo is very disgusted whether it is the Holy Light or the Abyss.

The only thing that he can devote himself to is the "ghost" of the past.