Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

In the center of the hall.

Having swallowed ten [Nine-Turn Nightmare Burst Pills], Jiahao had now completely swelled into a black fleshy ball with a diameter of four meters.

He was suspended in mid-air.

The raging nightmare energy surged wildly within his body, swelling him so much that his facial features were almost unrecognizable; only the inflamed "Abyss Demon Eye" continued to spew out black death energy.

He is laughing.

He laughed wildly and arrogantly.

That's extreme arrogance—knowing he's doomed, he'd still drag the whole world down with him!

[The total energy of ten Bursting Pills!]

[Tyrant, no matter how strong you are, you can't withstand this level of self-destruction!]

Within my blast radius, even space itself will be torn apart!

Tremble! Despair! Pay the price for your arrogance!

Jiahao closed his eyes, preparing to welcome the most glorious and splendid finale of his life.

He had even already sketched out the scene that was about to unfold in his mind:

He transformed himself into a black sun that could destroy everything, blasting the entire Golden Palace to the ground.

That arrogant tyrant let out a piercing scream at the epicenter of the explosion, and finally vanished into nothingness.

And his name, Jiahao, will be forever engraved on the historical monument of the Nightmare Clan!

"bring it on!!!"

Embrace the art of the abyss!!!

……

however.

Just a fraction of a second before Jiahao compressed the energy within his body to its limit, preparing to detonate it.

……

"BOOM!!!"

A deafening thud!

The incredibly hard white marble floor tiles beneath the shattered star's feet turned to dust in an instant!

An extremely violent surge of kinetic energy erupted from her wood-grained legs!

fast!

too fast!

It was so fast that even Dan Heng, who had been watching closely, only caught a fleeting glimpse of it!

……

"Whoosh!"

next second.

A gust of cold wind suddenly swept over Jiahao's round, black belly.

Jiahao suddenly opened his eyes.

then.

His pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints!

because.

That tyrant who should have been sitting on the dragon throne waiting to die.

At this moment, it had actually floated in mid-air right in front of him!

It was less than ten centimeters away from his extremely swollen belly!

……

Shattered Star remained silent.

But her eyes were full of words.

……

Wow, that's a huge ball!

The aroma and the energy density are simply amazing.

[If this bursts open in one bite, how much broth would be wasted?]

[The rule for those who work the land: Never waste a single drop of food!]

……

"you……"

Jiahao stared at the shattered stars so close at hand, and his mind went completely blank.

"What are you doing?!"

"I'm about to explode!!!"

……

Shattered Star did not answer him.

She gripped the meter-long "Spine Greatsword" tightly with both hands.

With a sudden twist of the waist, the muscle fibers in both arms instantly tightened to their limit!

There were no fancy sword moves.

Looking at Jiahao's round, taut, black belly.

He went up and struck with his sword.

"Pfft————————!!!!"

A giant white bone sword, a meter long, including the hilt!

It pierced into Jiahao's stomach without any hindrance!

……

"..."

time.

At this moment, it was as if the pause button had been pressed.

The entire Golden Palace fell into a deathly silence.

……

"Sizzle—!!!"

Followed by.

It's like a giant balloon filled with high-pressure water cannons, with a huge hole pierced through it by a red-hot iron poker!

The pure, dark purple-black, extremely concentrated primordial energy of nightmares.

Following the wound pierced by the giant sword along the spine.

Like a flood bursting its banks, it gushed outwards wildly!

"Zzzzz!!!"

The pressure of the energy jet was extremely high, even producing a sharp whistling sound in the air!

……

And shattered stars.

Faced with this terrifying, raging energy, they did not dodge.

instead.

She threw away the hilt of the bone sword in her hand.

She gripped Jiahao's stomach tightly with both hands.

It opened its gaping, lipless maw, like a leaky abyss.

I just pasted it on!

……

"Slurp—!!!!!"

"Glug! Glug! Glug!"

Shattered Star is like a desert traveler who has been thirsty for three days and three nights, lying on the spring of an oasis.

They began to frantically absorb the primordial energy gushing from Jiahao's stomach!

One bite!

Two big bites!

The purplish-black energy even formed a small, visible vortex in her throat!

……

……

"Well……"

Jiahao was suspended in mid-air.

He slowly lowered his head.

He looked at the bone sword stuck in his stomach.

Looking at that monster, which resembled a giant bloodsucking worm, clinging tightly to its own belly and frantically sucking in air.

excruciating pain.

The excruciating pain only reached his brain at this moment!

"Aa ...

Jiahao's chubby face, stretched out of shape, instantly contorted in pain.

His eyes widened in disbelief, tears mingling with blood streaming down his face!

What's going on?!

What the hell is going on here?!

I'm self-destructing!!!

[I'm burning my very essence, preparing to destroy the world!!!]

[You stabbed me with a sword, fine, but you didn't even mean it!]

What's with you lying on my wound, draining my energy?!

……

Jiahao completely broke down.

His proud assassin's dignity, his painstakingly crafted tragic end.

At this moment, I was utterly shattered by Sui Xing's extremely vulgar and brutal "free meal" behavior!

"you……"

Jiahao spat out a mouthful of black blood and desperately tried to push Suixing's head away with both hands.

But Sui Xing was too strong, and he couldn't push him at all!

"You have no sportsmanship!!!"

Jiahao roared hoarsely, his voice filled with endless grievance and humiliation:

"I haven't finished speaking yet!!!"

"I'm still striking a pose!!!"

"How could you launch a sneak attack?!"

"Who fights like that?!"

……

Jiahao's worldview shattered into pieces.

In his view, a duel between masters should not begin with each other introducing themselves and then exchanging a few arrogant and domineering words.

Then they took turns attacking, fighting for three hundred rounds.

Will the battle finally be decided in a deafening explosion?!

Why?!

Why did this tyrant not utter a single word before stabbing his own stomach with his sword and sucking blood?!

Is this some kind of fight?!

This is clearly drinking a beverage with a straw!!!

"Let me go!!!"

"You pervert!!! Give me back my original self!!!"

"I'm a bomb! I'm a bomb! You can't drink a bomb!!!"

Jiahao cried like a 200-pound fat man.

However, the energy within his body was still draining away uncontrollably at an extremely terrifying rate!

……

below.

The three members of the train crew stood at the foot of the steps of the main hall.

Head tilted back.

Like watching a science fiction movie, quietly appreciate this unprecedented spectacle of "drinking beverages through straws" in mid-air.

March 7th was still holding the half-eaten ice cream cup in his hand.

She stared blankly into the air.

Turning his head to look at Walter, his pinkish-blue eyes were filled with a thirst for knowledge:

"Uncle Yang..."

"I have a question."

March 7th pointed to Jiahao in the sky:

"That assassin... he just ate ten of those dark pills, right?"

Walter adjusted his glasses and nodded:

"That's right. It's a high concentration of the essence of nightmares."

"That……"

March 7th swallowed hard, his tone hesitant:

"The way the shattered stars are being absorbed now..."

"So she essentially absorbed all the energy from those ten pills without any change?"

"Wouldn't this count as...?"

"Secondhand food?"

……

Walter Young: "..."

Old Yang fell silent.

He has lived to such an old age and traveled to countless worlds.

Faced with March 7's tricky angle, he was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Cough cough."

Old Yang coughed twice, trying to save face:

"From the perspective of the physical law of conservation of energy."

"Energy doesn't distinguish between first-hand and second-hand."

"As long as she can digest it, that's good energy."

After saying that, Old Yang glanced again at the shattered star in the sky that was still frantically inhaling, and silently added in his mind:

This child has a sensitive stomach...

It's really good.

……

……

"Gulp...burp—!!!"

I inhaled it for almost a full minute.

Shattered Star finally released her grip.

She landed steadily on the white marble floor after descending from mid-air.

"call……"

Sui Xing exhaled a long breath of purplish-black turbid air.

She stretched out her skeletal hand and touched her round, swollen belly.

The expression on his face was so comfortable!

It was so clear and transparent!

【Cool!!!】

This is so awesome!!!

The energy from these ten pills combined is simply amazing!

Not only are the portions generous and filling, but the flavors are also incredibly rich and complex!

It has the flavor of sauce, but also a unique, indescribable fragrance...

[Take one deep breath, and it feels like your entire soul is getting a spa treatment!]

Sui Xing let out a satisfied burp.

then.

She reached out and grasped the hilt of the spine sword still stuck in Jiahao's stomach.

"Pfft!"

Pull it out suddenly!

……

"Sizzle—"

As the bone sword was drawn.

midair.

Jiahao, who was originally inflated to the size of a giant hot air balloon with a diameter of four meters.

It's like someone completely ripped out the valve core!

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle..."

Ninety-nine percent of the energy in his body was drained.

All that's left is an overstretched shell.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, Jiahao's body began to wither and deflate rapidly!

"No... my power..."

"My glory..."

Jiahao darted around in the air like a deflated balloon.

At last.

"Smack!"

It fell heavily onto the cold floor.

……

At this moment, Jiahao's miserable state was beyond description.

His already thin body became even more emaciated.

It's like a withered tree branch that has been drained of all its moisture.

The tattered burlap sack he was wearing, stretched into strips of cloth from the earlier expansion, now hung loosely on his body.

His skin, stretched excessively and then instantly contracted, is now covered with dense wrinkles, resembling the peel of a centuries-old orange.

The funniest thing is his long bangs that he's so proud of, which cover his left eye.

At this moment, due to the loss of energy, it completely lost its luster, looking like a few withered yellow weeds stuck to its forehead.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Jiahao lay on the ground, barely alive.

He struggled to lift his head, and his "Abyss Demon Eye," swollen like a rotten peach, had completely lost focus.

He looked at the shattered stars.

There was no anger or arrogance in his eyes.

All that remained was deep fear and doubt about life.

She...she actually drank me dry...

What on earth is this thing...?

……

……

Sui Xing didn't even glance at the pile of "rotten flesh" on the ground.

She casually shoved the spine sword behind her back (directly into her flesh).

then.

She turned her head and looked at Danheng, who was standing at the bottom of the steps, holding a rag and preparing to continue cleaning the gun.

Shattered Star extended its skeletal fingers.

He pointed to Jiahao on the ground, which looked like a tattered rag.

then.

He casually waved towards the back of the main hall, towards the imperial kitchen.

A hoarse, whistling sound came from his throat:

(Don't kill him.)

(Pack.)

……

……

Dan Heng stopped cleaning his gun.

He looked at Jiahao on the ground, then at Suixing, who looked lazy and ready to take a nap after eating and drinking her fill.

Dan Heng sighed.

A deep sense of helplessness flashed across his usually aloof face.

Okay.

【The dignified and majestic Vidyadhara Dragon Lord.】

Now I've been completely reduced to a waiter/waitress.

"understood."

Dan Heng responded expressionlessly.

He stuffed the piece of silk he used to clean the gun into his pocket.

He strode up to Jiahao.

……

"What...what do you want to do...?"

Jiahao trembled with fear as he watched this cold-faced killing god approach.

"I'm telling you... a scholar can be killed... but not humiliated..."

Dan Heng completely ignored his nonsense.

He couldn't even use his spear.

Bend down directly.

As if he were carrying a bag of stinking garbage, he grabbed Jiahao's thin ankle with one hand!

"Why?!"

"Actually, I was just bragging..."

"It's not so bad to humiliate... a little humiliation isn't necessarily a bad thing..."

"Let go! Let go of me!!!"

Jiahao screamed in terror.

But Danheng's hand was like an iron clamp, completely still.

He simply held Jiahao's leg with one hand.

He turned around and strode towards the imperial kitchen.

……

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

The smooth white marble floor of the Golden Palace.

Jiahao's face was pressed firmly against the ground.

Dan Heng dragged them along the way.

"Aaaaaah! My face!!!"

"I'm going to be disfigured! I'm going to be disfigured!!!"

"Can't you carry me on your back?! I'm a high-level assassin, for goodness' sake!!!"

Jiahao struggled desperately on the ground, his hands flailing wildly at the floor, trying to stop this humiliating dragging.

But faced with Danheng's terrifying dragon power, his struggles were like an ant trying to shake a tree.

He left a long trail of black blood on the ground.

It extends from the center of the Golden Palace all the way to the exit of the rear hall.

……

aside.

March 7th watched this scene while eating ice cream.

She couldn't help but shake her head and sigh:

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"Xing's digestive system is getting more and more abnormal these days."

"Such a big ball, you can suck it dry in one gulp."

"but……"

Looking at Dan Heng's heartless back, March 7th muttered to himself:

"Danheng is getting more and more skilled now."

"The way he threw the trash was so smooth and effortless."

Walter adjusted his glasses, agreeing wholeheartedly:

"That's life."

Even the most aloof dragon lord must learn to adapt to his environment.

……

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