Chapter 2059: Chapter 2056: Going All Out
The vice principal is situated at a deeper level of death,
and Han Dong, who is equally versed in death, can also reach such depths.
Being already in the Holy City, he can naturally feel the death waves transmitted from underground, and clearly observe what is happening.
"Captain Alex..."
As Han Dong sighed,
there was not a trace of sadness on his face, but rather a sense of relief.
"With this, perhaps we can break the deadlock."
...
Deep underground,
a battle of a level far surpassing that of the Holy City is breaking out, and as ti passes, it shows no sign of weakening.
The "Heart of Hell," symbolizing the Source World - Hell, has been integrated as Marlon’s own heart,
The reason Marlon is unable to control himself and is in a berserk state,
is because he hasn’t fully adapted to this heart yet... If Marlon could be given more ti for closed cultivation, he would grow together with [Hell] to a higher degree.
With a formidable enemy at hand,
he can only rely on Shaia as the intervention between blood to restrain the heart, battling the Razor Man in a "half-fusion" state.
The "Flowing Light Orthodox Sect," Marlon’s main weapon, has always retained the will of the Beheading King,
and as the battle deepens, this consciousness has rged with Marlon, focusing on each chop strike.
As for the energy flow within him, the driving of blood, and so bodily details, they are entirely handled by Shaia.
With nearly a Trinity level of perfect cooperation,
it allows Marlon to barely keep up with the movents of the Razor Man – Arthur, to remain even.
The massacre between them, the chop strikes, and even the agility of movents and body resistance are almost on an equal level.
However,
compared to Arthur, Marlon still lacks in terms of "enemy slain quantity."
The ’quantity’ here includes both number and quality, and even if Marlon and the Beheading King are combined, they cannot match Arthur, the family executioner.
One must know that his family has been listed by the Black Tower on the red list,
during the suppression process, a large number of Black Tower employees, inspectors, and special task forces were slaughtered.
If it were not for Director Charles’ efforts, they wouldn’t have had the chance to enter the Control Bureau, but would have been directly wiped out by the Black Tower.
"Enemy slain quantity"
To a slaughterer like Arthur, it is akin to a source of backup energy within the body, which can also beco a part of his field of slaughter... making his attacks more damaging, allowing his slaughter to continue indefinitely.
Such an equally matched situation is not a good thing, and a breakthrough point must be found.
However,
at the critical mont of the fight, a palpitation spreads through Marlon’s soul,
As the creator of this Infernal Scorched Earth, he vaguely senses that soone very important to him is passing away.
This montary psychological fluctuation slows Marlon’s actions a bit, revealing slight flaws.
In such a high-level confrontation, no flaw can be missed... not to ntion an executioner like the Razor Man - Arthur, who dedicates himself entirely to slaughter.
At every mont, a guillotine hovers over different parts of Marlon’s body.
The seemingly minuscule flaw is already completely locked in
"Slaughter"
A mark of the Penny family lights up at the shoulder joint of Marlon’s left shoulder (the surface of the matchbox is painted with a pattern of a razor intersecting with fire guns)
The next second... swoosh!
Scalding fresh blood splatters out,
falling right onto the neck of the forward-moving Razor Man’s butcher knife,
Even if the blood has a temperature equivalent to Hell Lava, it is still absorbed and turned into nutrients.
Marlon’s body, which surpasses that of the Hell Demon King, is actually cut open with a single stroke... even the hardest ’Hell bone’ inside is severed,
Barely hanging onto the last layer of skin connecting the left arm, so it is not completely severed.
Gurgle, gurgle~
The blood surges through the wound, forming a crimson formation.
With Shaia’s assistance, large quantities of crimson threads grow out to reconnect the severed arm, almost instantly attaching the left arm back... Yet, due to the continuous impact of slaughter, the function of the left arm will be limited in the upcoming battle.
"Marlon, what were you doing just now?! Facing such an existence, you still dare to be distracted!"
Shaia, inside him, was terrified.
However, Marlon simply doesn’t have the ti to respond or explain anything.
The Razor Man won’t miss the chance to break the balance, imdiately unleashing a surge of more intense slaughter intent, targeting Marlon’s left side.
Clang, clang, clang!
The Scorched Hell has already been sliced open with nurous cracks, the surrounding mountains are fragnted in layers.
Marlon is forced into retreat,
Nurous various-depth chop marks appear on the left side, even with Shaia taking charge of healing the injuries... but if it continues this way, it will inevitably harm Marlon’s core.
Bang!
Marlon’s full-force chop with the "Flowing Light Orthodox Sect" collides head-on with the execution guillotine at Arthur’s head!
Boom!
A [Grand Canyon] spanning the Infernal Scorched Earth forms between the two.
In this head-to-head clash, the Razor Man only retreats three steps without much impact... rotating his neck 360°, such a clash only makes his neck feel a bit sore.
Marlon’s situation is much worse,
The accumulated injuries on the left side cause him to lose his balance.
A continuous retreat of over twenty steps before barely stabilizing his stance... the flesh on his knife-hand is completely torn, with blood continuously dripping along the hilt.
Just as he needs so adjustnt,
the Razor Man strikes again, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
At this critical mont,
A piercingly cold sound reaching the soul is heard:
"Marlon, move aside..."
This voice seems to co from the Other Shore,
emanating from empty bones,
yet Marlon instantly recognizes it as the voice of a dear friend.
Imdiately shifts his body to the side.
A finger from the death’s other shore extends out, aiming at the oncoming Razor Man.
Buzz!
A pure silver hue, a flawless death energy shoots out from the fingertip.
This is a kind of death that Marlon has never seen before.
Where this death ray reaches, the basic motion of matter ’dies’, thus the concepts of space and ti do not exist.
Even so,
The Razor Man Arthur relies on pure slaughter instinct, dodging early.
Swoosh!
The originally targeted chest ray passes through the right side of the chest.
Due to the complete sublimation of death’s [essence], it instantly pierces through the body, also causing a ’soul perforation’.
Directly causing the forward-rushing Razor Man, to tumble sideways,
Clang!
The butcher knife growing from the arm stabs into the ground, barely supporting the body from falling.
Strong streams of slaughter energy continuously gather towards the ’perforated’ chest.
Suppressing the death energy trying to spread,
while using nurous slaughtered souls to fill the soul wound.
Seeing this,
Marlon quickly seizes this opportunity for self-adjustnt.
Shaia does not hesitate to expend her essence blood to swiftly heal Marlon’s physical injuries, striving to restore the normal function of his left arm.
At this mont,
A "Gate of Death" opens beside Marlon.
With eye sockets extrely deep, Alex erges, emanating steaming silver vapor all over his body.
It feels like with every passing second, a part of Alex’s body evaporates... and it’s not just physical evaporation, but his soul and consciousness drift away alongside the silver vapor.
The death energy released is on a completely different level from before.
Marlon can imdiately tell the situation is not right, just as he’s about to say sothing,
Alex mutters softly:
"Marlon, I only have five minutes...
These five minutes will be crucial to the survival of the Holy City, unleash your full power... as the most powerful of the Holy City, is this all you’ve got?"
"Co on."
Marlon wears a relieved smile,
Swoosh! He actually pierces his own chest with his right hand, grabbing hold of his heart,
manually accelerating the beating frequency of "Heart of Hell" by squeezing it with his hand.
This act causes him to spew mouthfuls of fresh blood, a violent feeling fills his entire body,
Shaia is also anxiously swearing,
because of this squeezing, the heart secretes more Hell Essence... Marlon is transforming towards an extre demon state.
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