The dust and sand flew, the lone moon hung high, and even the sand mist on the island beneath the moonlight was illuminated by the serene glow.
The chanical Buddha turned its body, lowered its head, and the Buddha’s eyes covered by lampshades reflected the figures of Ghost Bell and Gu Qiye. White steam puffed out from the gaps of this colossal entity, with ear-splitting hydraulic noises.
The entire world was rumbling.
The Father of Puppets was standing on the shoulder of the chanical Buddha, stroking Ajaya’s head with one hand while gazing down at the two people on the desert below.
"Interesting..." he murmured, "So Blue Arc actually has this kind of relationship with Ghost Bell."
"Father, can you still stand up?" Gu Qiye bent down, lifting his eyes to glance at the blood-drenched Ghost Bell.
"Of course I can..."
Ghost Bell took a deep breath and slowly stood up. He tore off the remaining half of the respirator mask on his face, revealing his visage. Blood-soaked eyebrows were almost pressed together. tal fragnts pierced into the left side of his face, tearing a gash.
The blood flowing down from his forehead dyed both eyes of the Gu Zhuo Case red. His appearance was terrifying, sinister, like a devil just erged from a sulfur spring.
Gu Qiye also took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at the chanical Buddha.
Earlier, Ghost Bell had already broken one of its arms, and now its other five arms were raised high, the hands still in the form of a Buddha Seal.
The shadow fell, blocking all the moonlight.
Gu Qiye and Gu Zhuo stood directly in front of the chanical Buddha, enveloped in shadow.
anwhile, behind the chanical Buddha, the shadow giant, previously beaten back, suddenly rushed at it! The giant thundered across the ground and then suddenly lunged forward, raising its arms to grab hold of two of the Buddha’s arms.
But at this mont, the chanical Buddha’s tallic head suddenly rotated 180 degrees backwards, and then its mouth suddenly opened, spewing a blaze with resounding chants.
In the blink of an eye, the fierce flas incinerated the shadow giant’s head.
Imdiately after, the two hands below the Buddha clapped forward, one above the other, creating two indentations in the shadow giant’s body. They then pushed the shadow giant a hundred ters away, causing it to embed deep into the sand and earth.
The giant could rise no more.
"Let’s go." Seizing this mont, Gu Qiye transford into a streak of lightning and shot straight up along the Buddha’s leg.
Simultaneously, Ghost Bell stomped the ground and leaped like a cannonball, heading directly towards the Father of Puppets.
At this mont, the two hands of the chanical Buddha that were used to fend off the shadow giant were still retracting, while the other three hands repeated their old trick, with fifteen fingers layering over the shoulder position.
The fifteen golden fingers blocked the moonlight, once again shielding the Father of Puppets and Ajaya, their faces already obscured by the shadows. The Father of Puppets tore off the bandages on his face, a playful smile appearing on his pale face.
But at the instant the last hand closed, that streak of black lightning had already shot to the palm’s forefront, and then Gu Qiye raised his fist wrapped in black lightning, twisted, leveraged, and punched at the palm’s center.
The giant tallic hand originally had fissures carved out by Ghost Bell’s arm blade, and at this mont, eting the black lightning, naturally cracked open suddenly.
"Boom—!" Gu Qiye’s fist penetrated that hand, countless cracks spread open in the Buddha’s palm, and then the hand disintegrated into countless gears and iron pieces, falling like a torrential rain to the ground.
The chanical Buddha now had four hands left.
Simultaneously, in the distant sandy wilderness, the hands of the Clock Tower spun rapidly, finally settling on the number "10".
And at this mont the superpower was: "Imbuing Ghost Bell’s fist with a trendously powerful sonic boom effect".
"Qiye, move——!" Gu Zhuo Case roared in mid-air.
Gu Qiye understood, kicked fiercely on top of the chanical Buddha’s shoulder, and distanced himself from the remaining two overlapping hands.
His body flipped backward in mid-air, shooting over ten ters like a streak of black arrow, leaving a trail ensconced in electric arcs.
At this mont, Gu Zhuo Case’s right fist was covered by a layer of rcury-like coating, imnse clock bell tolls spread out from the fist, echoing thunderously in the dead silent world.
"Is it useful?" the voice of the Father of Puppets erged from the intertwined ten fingers.
A sudden golden hand swung overhead, and Gu Zhuo Case’s fist smashed against the opposing palm.
The violent sound wave erupted from the fist, rippling outward, cascading as it shattered the chanical Buddha’s hand into pieces.
Yet simultaneously, his body was also sent flying dozens of ters away.
Gu Qiye swiftly rose from the ground, rapidly replacing Gu Zhuo Case’s position, once again transforming into lightning shot onto the chanical Buddha, anwhile his hands coiled with frenzied lightning, left hand’s five fingers pointed at the right hand’s fingertips.
At this mont, the sparks from his fingertips gradually converged into a massive Thunder Ball.
Then, Gu Qiye blasted the Thunder Ball at the chanical Buddha’s chest.
Simultaneously, his form shot outward, distancing himself from the Buddha significantly, his legs sank into the sand, kicking up a cloud of dust as he retreated.
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