[Zero Health Bar]
Just as Han Dong predicted.
No matter how severe the injury, the individual will imdiately die.
Liliya, whose body had been knocked out of shape, could have filled herself with endless corpses and vitality, or even repaired her body by borrowing the life essence floating from her ho world, [Mandros].
But at this mont,
all ans of repair were denied, for when the mont the health bar reached zero, the concept of "death" had been forcibly imprinted onto Liliya’s consciousness.
The shattered flesh no longer coalesced, nor blood into roses, but turned into powder and scattered with the wind.
The rose petals scattered nearby also vanished, leaving only a slightly lingering rose fragrance in the air.
Goodman showed a slightly surprised expression.
Not because Liliya was killed; her death was within his expectation, and he even felt he had been forced to strike a few more tis.
What surprised him was Han Dong’s performance.
"To think you could cut open my ’gloves’,
not everyone in the Committee can easily destroy these gloves... for the collection of materials, technical developnt, and eventually perfect production took a very long ti.
Such a cut would take at least several months, if not more than a year, to repair.
What a troubleso guy~"
As Han Dong stared wide-eyed at Liliya gradually disintegrating into dust.
The crowbar of "God Speed" suddenly ca swinging at him.
It landed precisely on the midline of his back... Crack! His body armor was directly shattered.
Goodman was sowhat amazed by the armor’s hardness and hurriedly delivered a second blow.
Crunch!
The crowbar directly fractured the entire spine,
The hooked end dug into the back, extracting along with it the symbol of ’Spinal Spirit’.
Of course, Goodman’s "strike" power was deliberately controlled within a safe range,
to avoid destroying Han Dong’s body trunk or even threatening his life.
Naturally, he didn’t want to kill Han Dong, the vessel of the "Book of Dead Spirit"; live absorption and transfer would achieve the best effect.
...
Ah!!
The pain from the spinal shattering and the extraction of the Spinal Spirit forced a painful scream out of Han Dong.
He collapsed helplessly to the ground; since the "spine" was eradicated on a "Soul’s Plane" level, he completely lost control over his body, which was exactly the state Goodman desired.
A black glove grabbed Han Dong by the hair, lifting his limp, frail body.
The "crowbar" was already returned to the briefcase.
Next, Goodman was to formally disassemble, transfer, and extract the remnant pages from Han Dong.
However,
Han Dong, hanging in the air, kept his gaze fixed on the place where Liliya died, as if in anger... or perhaps because he realized sothing due to Liliya’s death.
Enduring the excruciating pain of his shattered spine,
Han Dong cried out nas of individuals dwelling within him:
"Doctor! Togu! Count! Help !"
The brain of the Swollen Doctor fused entirely in an instant,
Brain tendrils oozed out from the scalp,
Han Dong’s face at this mont bled from all seven orifices, the flowing blood converging together, sketching the most vivid and insane smiling face.
"Doomsday Joke"
Currently in zero distance contact with Goodman, and since Goodman had made essentially no defensive asures, believing Han Dong was in a state of ’loss of action’.
In an instant,
A spiritual impact that Goodman had never experienced before, like a computer virus, instantly infiltrated his cerebral cortex.
The inner layer of the skull, the Black Mountain Base, was suddenly enveloped in nurous Smiling Balloons.
Due to the initial failure to make defenses,
so researchers on the outer part of the base had balloons enveloping their heads instantly...
Crack! Headless corpses fell to the ground one after another.
Their heads fused with the balloons, transforming into terrifying human-headed balloons with mouths stretched to the extre, issuing endlessly bizarre mad laughter.
Enhancing the corrosive effect of other balloons.
However,
The Black Mountain Base swiftly expanded an effective spiritual shield, blocking the mad balloons outside and warding off the doomsday incursion.
Then, by continuously releasing high-frequency EMP shocks, it quickly cleared out the balloons of mad laughter from the brain.
...
Due to the "brain intruding", Goodman was suddenly dazed.
Taking this opportunity,
Clang clang!
A "World Lock Chain" originating fundantally from Togu, the very chain that once dragged the entire Corpse Country, appeared in a compressed form within Han Dong, serving as a temporary substitute for his spine.
Intense pain spread throughout his body, causing uncontrollable trembling in Han Dong.
Pain was inevitable,
but the effect was also evident, with full restoration of mobility.
Next,
A miasma of crimson blood gas effused from the right arm.
The armor covering the right arm expanded one size, with deep red, tangled Canine Manes oozing from the gaps.
Through the crevices,
one could even glimpse nurous extrely horrifying gaping maws.
The sword-wielding right hand was replaced by a canine head,
The "Holy Blood Right Arm" was fully activated, with the holy blood originally entwined on the Demon Sword now transford into a layer of "Sword mbrane" perfectly adhering to the surface.
The Count also fully employed the techniques comprehended from the "Seven-Cryptical-Books-of-Hsan".
At this mont,
It was no longer just Han Dong wielding the sword,
A "Gory Shadow" erged behind him, covered with blood-red threads, while a twisted, bloodthirsty, tearing crimson giant dog was connected and tethered at his side.
"Chop!"
Seizing the mont impacted by mad laughter,
Han Dong and the Count together unleashed this sword strike,
Creating a spatial rift tens of thousands of ters long, with foul water and blood spraying out from the fissure... The entire Thorn Star seed on the verge of being split in half.
A chop strike surpassing Truth,
Swoosh!
The slash shattered Goodman’s skullcap, striking directly into the Black Mountain Base and core brain laboratory inside.
The blade that cut through truth was just milliters away from the Black Mountain Base.
Buzz!
A special defense chanism was forced to activate.
Like a strong electric current flowing through Han Dong’s body, the descended blade was forcibly halted... Silence befell everything.
At the sa mont,
A surrealistic "Throne" with a cyberpunk feel appeared behind Goodman.
Billions of chip sets arranged in the most perfect circuit configurations,
Micro particle tubes, radioactive containers, and optoelectronic networks pieced together,
Before Han Dong could grasp the full sight of the Throne,
A voice filled with icy killing intent emanated from the Throne:
"Didn’t you realize how foolish and arrogant your behavior was, nearly damaging the [Black Mountain Base]? I originally didn’t want to destroy your body, but now it seems I must."
As soon as the words fell,
The crowbar taken out from the briefcase, swung horizontally.
This ti it held nothing back, gathering full force, even the strength transmitted from the Throne, together swinging forth.
The [Evil Armor] provided by Borrowing God was completely shattered.
The struck waist was entirely torn apart; the flesh and bones shattered at a cellular level, unable to withstand the crowbar’s blow.
The crowbar, dubbed the "Physical Artifact",
Broke Han Dong’s body into pieces, destroying even the ’basic frawork’; not even his limbs were spared,
Flesh debris scattered everywhere, even the World Lock Chain was smashed, leaving only his head preserved... Rolling tens of ters away.
Han Dong’s ’Soul Shell’ was also completely smashed by this blow, rendering any action impossible.
At the brink of death, yet not dead!
Goodman was keenly aware that "the head" was Han Dong’s core, and as long as the head existed, the transfer of the "Book of Dead Spirit" could still proceed.
Han Dong was now powerless, at his rcy.
He adjusted his position as much as possible, fixing the bloodshot eyes brimming with veins towards the area where Miss Liliya died, and whispered with his final breath:
"Miss Liliya, rember our agreent... Once assured of ’certain death’, take with you to die!"
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