??Chapter 877: 454 wants to kill ?! (4000)_2
Chapter 877: 454 wants to kill ?! (4000)_2
Blood Shark would undoubtedly die with regrets if these matters were not clarified!
Under the moonlight, across the chaotic battlefield, Nine Snakes transford from her monster-like form back into the beautiful, charming woman. She stuck out her tongue and licked the fresh blood on her finger: “Ptooey, this shark blood slls foul…”
“It doesn’t taste good at all~”
Having said that, Nine Snakes turned to look at her subordinates nearby.
“Right, I rember there’s a famous Interrogation Expert in Squad C3, what’s his na… Jack, right, is it Jack?”
“Yes yes yes, Commander, I’m here!”
From the crowd, a burly man covered in blood stepped forward. His face was covered with scars, and his fierce appearance was exaggerated by his coarse chest hair visible through his open collar. Wrapped around his shoulders was a segnt of bloody intestines from so Dark creature, resembling grotesque strears.
“Hmm.” Nine Snakes glanced at Jack, noticing that he indeed had the cunning, frail look of a knowledgeable Interrogation Expert. She nodded her head and commanded, “Jack, the mission target has been captured, I need you to pry open its mouth later. Interrogate it thoroughly about what it has done and where it has been over the past six months…”
“Make it detailed, organized. I’ll need to report it to the Archdeacon later.” As Nine Snakes spoke, she casually flicked her head, catching a torn Cloak from the ground with one of her snake heads. She then used the garnt to cover her sculpted body, to avoid the exposure of her naked flesh for too long.
“Understood! I guarantee to complete the mission!”
The Interrogation Expert, Jack, spoke with powerful assurance, his eyes burning with intensity. This was a golden opportunity to distinguish himself, and perhaps even leave a lasting impression on the mysterious Archdeacon! For him, this was a dream role! In this day and age, mastering a Skill was crucial or else one wouldn’t get such favored tasks. He resolved then and there to improve his interrogation techniques, aiming to beco a master interrogator.
Of course, the most important current task was to interrogate the captured Blood Shark ticulously, ensuring a flawless collection of information.
Jack’s gaze flickered as thoughts raced through his mind. He stared at the unconscious Blood Shark lying on the ground, a twisted smile gradually forming on his face.
At the South Gate, the Fog Man had gained the upper hand in the battle, even though due to the nature of their abilities, it was challenging for either side to inflict gravely dangerous injuries on each other. But the Fog Man’s sheer Strength had overwheld the Shadow Demon. Moreover, his subordinates were highly spirited, almost completely seizing the South Gate.
Once the other gates were freed, this troubleso Shadow Demon would surely die.
While every side was handling the endga of their battles, suddenly there was a massive explosion.
Boom!!!
The towering Cathedral swayed back and forth, large pieces of Glass and tiles fell off, crashing onto the ground and shattering into debris. One corner of the Cathedral collapsed, Pillars snapped apart, tiny bricks and stones scattering like raindrops in all directions, creating a loud noise as they hit the ground.
A Moon God statue, several ters tall, was revealed under the moonlight.
It bore no gender specific features, just a relatively slender humanoid shape. Its body shimred with a pale jade luster akin to glowing fluorescence. Its sculpted armor resembled Steel skirts, giving off a rigid, Cold feel. Most captivating were the Moon God statue’s arms folded in front of its chest and the other pair holding up a Disc above its head. The Disc, glowing like a mirror.
As the Moon God statue appeared, moonlight from all around seed to visibly gather like ribbons. One by one, strand by strand, eventually forming a Moonbeam waterfall, all absorbed by the Disc.
Instantly, the surrounding light dimd, turning into a dim, chaotic realm. This realm enveloped a large area around the Cathedral, a radius of two hundred ters, all wrapped in darkness.
Doom doom doom… doom doom doom…
The dull thudding of a heartbeat sounded like a drum, growing louder and louder.
Within a two-hundred ter radius, the glowing Moon God statue beca the only source of light. Especially the Disc in its hands, which shone as brightly as the Sun, temporarily outshining the moon in the sky.
“Thinking of destroying my Lunar Eclipse eting!? Delusional!!”
From within the Disc, a frantic voice yelled out. Soon after, the face of the Clan Leader of the Black Moon erged on the surface of the Disc, full of madness, his hysterical scream, “Even in death, I’ll take you all down with !”
Crack crack crack…
The Moon God statue’s originally clasped arms in front of its chest had been lifted as well.
Four palms were now facing the sky, lifting a scorching disc.
“Moon Burial!”
In an instant, the moonlight that had been frenziedly devoured by the moon disc was released anew. It turned into condensed, fine glowing lines in the air, spiraling forth in bursts. As soon as it appeared, it was about to turn into a terrifying torrent of moonlight that covered everything in the sky and on the ground within a two hundred-ter radius!
Near the Cathedral, all the leaders and doctors from various clinics couldn’t help but look up at the sky. Unexpectedly, what they saw was not the moon disc held by the hands of the Moon God, and they felt no fear in their hearts. Because at the top of the Cathedral, a terrifying phantasm suddenly spread its wings.
Screech!!!
Ferocious, brutal, tyrannical, bloody…
All these words combined could not suffice to describe the dread that this Blood Vulture Bird instilled in people. It was nearly as massive as half the Church, its layers of rippling feathers that looked like flas spread, blocking the sun. It was as if the black sky had been replaced, turning into a mass of blood-red teeth. Dense, interlocking, devouring everything.
“The one who wishes to kill ?!”
At the top of the sky, a deep voice echoing with countless reverberations vibrated.
“Be it the Ultimate Dark Entity, Exotic Species, or even the Dark Ultimate Level! Coming to the Real World, death will be your only fate…” After a mont of silence, “Beak of the Blood Vultures!”
Boom!!!!!
The entire sky trembled, massive waves of tangible air currents struck out in all directions like sea waves. Spirals of air converged, forming a circular tunnel from the sky to the ground. The next second, a bloody, ferocious, tyrannical bird’s beak plumted!
Its target was clear, its trajectory straight, nothing was hidden!
The imnse sense of threat made the Moon God statue lift its head, gazing far into the sky. All the moonlight torrents in the air took a turn, all flying towards the sky, carrying all their energy, launching a terrifying Moon Burial.
Bang!!!
After a loud noise, sound lost all aning. Everything quieted down around, only rings of pale white ripples of air spread out. The sound waves carried by the air now beca visible to the naked eye.
The burst of two massive forces seed to have surpassed the limits of human capabilities, turning into a force as fearsoly powerful as natural disasters.
Nine snakes, Ascetics, even Otto lying on the ground, and Fog Man still battling Shadow Demon, looked up at the sky, srized at this mont. They felt a force that could sweep away everything, the Dean’s formidable power! That was tyranny, that was dominance, that was crushing, that was conquest!
That was one of the ultimates of the Secret Martial Art, the path of Tyrant Fist!
Clang!!!
As if a heavy bell had tolled.
The Blood Vulture Bird that blocked out the sky and the encompassing moonlight torrents vanished in an instant. Only a shadow descended from the sky, a fist smashed onto the Moon God statue’s moon disc! Explosive power burst forth!
Crack… crack crack crack…
From the shadow’s fist as the center, the massive disc collapsed, and spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly in all directions of the disc. The nine black Hook Jades on the surface of the disc extinguished one by one, the distant and mystical aura grew weaker and weaker. From within the disc, a pitiful scream erupted.
That was the last roar of the Chief of the Black Moon tribe, consisting of only one word.
“No!!!”
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