It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

Chapter 755 The Unfinished Last Words

Sanwu fell with "Aquaman" Angie Charles, during which she headbutted Charles's head, causing both of them to feel dizzy.

Charles held her tightly in his arms, his arms and legs together. Their energy clashed and neither could gain the upper hand.

The downward momentum shows no signs of abating.

Charles suffered a series of blows, was injured, and began to lose consciousness, but the power that erupted at this critical moment was surprisingly long-lasting, as if he was determined to drag Sanwu down to hell with him.

Sanwu loosened her grip, and the military knife fell to the ground. She kicked the knife away like she was kicking a shuttlecock.

The saber spun in the air, tracing an arc, and "thud!" pierced Aquaman's skull.

Precision strike!

This number one idiot from the Superpower Association froze, his limbs losing all strength.

Sanwu broke free from his restraints, suddenly gathered her strength, and the energy beneath her feet surged like a rocket booster, propelling her into the air.

At that moment, she was less than three meters from the sea surface.

The sea suddenly began to boil, and a dark red light approached the surface, getting closer and closer, as if something was about to burst out...

As Sanwu accelerated her ascent, she sensed a powerful force about to break through the water's surface.

But she couldn't outrun the scent from underwater—it was ice shards.

boom!

The water burst open, and flames surged in layers. Sanwu's vision went black, and he felt his internal organs turn into charcoal in an instant, and he heard the sound of his bones cracking.

My eyes were burning, and I could no longer see anything.

Inside the helicopter circling overhead, the pilot was sweating profusely with anxiety, but dared not approach.

The water column exploded, and flames shot into the sky, but no one emerged. The flames that were about to burst out of the sea seemed to be forcibly drawn back into the sea by some force.

During this period, the sound of explosions rang out one after another, causing huge waves to surge on the sea surface. Sanwu was like a small boat, swallowed up by the waves.

Until the sea returned to calm, the helicopter circled low and searched for a while before the pilot finally saw the sound of no sound emerging from the sea.

The pilot reached into his pocket, pulled out a wallet, took out a silver-white rope, and tossed it gently.

The rope meandered and darted towards Sanwu, pulling her back into the cabin.

The pilot activated autopilot; this modified military helicopter was capable of autonomous flight. He leaped out of the cockpit, pulling blood-throwing medication from his wallet while shouting, "Sir, sir... you have to hold on! Think of happy things, joyful things..."

The pilot's skills were lacking, and it was clear that Sanwu's life was slipping away; to say it was like a candle flickering in the wind would be an exaggeration—he was already a pile of ashes.

But there may be a chance for it to rise again.

After administering a vial of blood-throwing medication, the pilot nervously watched the unresponsive subject.

A moment later, her tightly closed eyes twitched, her thick, curled eyelashes fluttered twice, and she opened them with difficulty.

His face was deathly pale, and his breath was weak. Surprisingly, his eyes were still clear and pure, but when he looked at people, there was a little more life in them.

......

Dorgon dragged the phoenix down into the deep sea. At that moment, millions of tons of water exerted their force, squeezing them and sending them into the abyss.

"Hey, this is my territory, my domain. Do you really think that just because you killed eight rulers back then, you're all that arrogant and invincible?"

"However, you have no choice, because you can't just watch me devour the remains and complete my realm."

The two trembled as they fought, each punch and kick tearing at the other's flesh and breaking their bones, but healing instantly.

"When I was formulating the battle plan with Baker Richardson and Po Jun, I specifically asked Aquaman from the Superpower Association to cause trouble in the East China Sea. Why? It was to wait for the Black Dragon to enter the sea."

"Baoze wants to lure us into the Pantheon, so he needs to leave a strong guard outside. If the Black Dragon enters the Pantheon, it will surely die. Therefore, with Li Xianyu's wisdom, he will definitely leave it outside."

"If I manage to get my hands on the fruit, I will come to the East Sea to retrieve the Black Dragon's remains, return to the pinnacle of the ultimate path, and slay Baker Richardson and Po Jun. If I fail, as long as I survive, I am confident that I can use the Black Dragon to complete myself. Let's move on to the next round."

"My strategy was correct."

Dorgon laughed triumphantly, already sensing that the Phoenix's power was weakening and gradually showing signs of decay.

If their battle were to take place in a city, any city in the world would be reduced to ashes. If it were to take place offshore, it would trigger a tsunami.

But the deep sea is not a problem; the vast ocean will absorb their leaked power, and water is the best medium to absorb the force.

"I'm not afraid of you knowing my plans. Whether you come or not, I am invincible in the ocean."

"You won't watch me devour the remains; you'll definitely stop me, which suits me just fine. But if you don't stop me, I'll be just as happy."

This is a calculated strategy; no matter which choice he makes, he'll profit handsomely.

If the phoenix chooses to leave instead of entering the water, it can safely devour the remains and return to the pinnacle of the ultimate path. At that time, it can still land to kill enemies and seize fruits.

Moreover, with Baker Richardson merging with the remains of the Broken Army, the Baoze Sect's ultimate path is destined for defeat and has no chance of winning.

boom!

We've reached the seabed!

Dorgon punched a shard of ice into the seabed, causing the entire seabed to tremble. The mud boiled, blotting out the sun.

The turbidity could not obstruct Dorgon's vision; he didn't even need to use his eyes, the seawater would tell him the location of the phoenix.

After a moment, Dorgon frowned.

The phoenix stood on the seabed, motionless for a long time.

Then, a line of fire stretching hundreds of meters appeared, followed by a second, a third, a fourth...

The fire line was not a straight line, but rather twisted like a crack in the ground, resembling a spider web.

Underwater volcano!!

Dorgon's expression changed.

The phoenix communicated with a nearby underwater volcano; I never expected she had such a trick up her sleeve.

There are volcanoes nearby, which Dorgon naturally cannot sense. The fire element is buried deep in the seabed, but Bingzazi can. She is a fire spirit, and as long as the distance is sufficient, she can sense the underground fire.

There happens to be a dormant volcano nearby.

In the murky sea, two blazing beams of light pierced through the turbid currents, looking toward Dorgon.

It was ice shards that locked onto him.

The fire element on the seabed grew stronger and stronger. The next moment, the seabed shattered, and scorching magma burst through the earth's crust and gushed out.

The thunderous roar was deafening; tens or hundreds of tons of seawater evaporated in an instant, only to be reabsorbed into the ocean.

Before the blazing pillar of molten lava lay ice shards the same color as the lava.

Is this the power of the Phoenix after it has taken advantage of its terrain?

How strong would she be if she hadn't lost her remains?

Dorgon felt a chill run down his spine, sensing the approaching death once again.

This is the third time. The last time was not long ago in the Pantheon, when he faced the Demon Daoist Wangchen's Sword of Intent.

The last time was when Qin Ze destroyed part of his remains in the Southern Frontier, and the sharpness of the Qi Sword made him feel as if he were standing on the edge of an abyss.

Amidst a thunderous roar, the water surged and converged wildly, forming a whirlpool several kilometers in diameter on the seabed.

Dorgon was at the center of the vortex.

If anyone were to look down at this moment, they would witness an unforgettable second scene: a colossal vortex several kilometers in diameter.

Whether it's boiling the sea or creating a colossal whirlpool, these are things that current human technology cannot achieve.

"Go!" Dorgon pushed with both palms, and even he found it difficult to move such a huge force.

He smashed the vortex, several kilometers in diameter, into the ice shards; the impact was immense.

Ice shards rode the giant pillar of molten lava, rushing into the center of the vortex. Red light illuminated the rapidly selecting vortex, and the water refracted the molten lava into a magnificent array of colors.

This scene should have appeared in movie special effects.

After the molten lava "pierced" into the vortex, it didn't stop; instead, it accelerated. Bearing immense force, it charged forward at an accelerated pace.

Dorgon clearly saw that the phoenix's body was dying, its form turning into scattered streams of flame, like an ice cream that had melted halfway in water.

Then, flames descended.

"Ahhh..."

Dorgon roared fiercely, his flesh and blood disintegrated and vaporized, his skin melted away in an instant, and he too transformed into a molten humanoid creature.

Dorgon's face began to melt, his eyes shot out intense flames, and his internal organs were all being roasted by the flames.

The phoenix, which ignited the underground fire, caused the power of the flames to increase exponentially.

Suddenly, a small, exquisite sword shot out of his mouth. The sword was neither iron nor jade, and it pierced through the phoenix's body in an instant.

Rumble!

The explosion of flames and seawater was so loud that it was mistaken for a nuclear bomb being dropped on the site.

After a very long time, the undercurrent subsided, the fire died down, and the cracked earth's crust emitted a bright light from the seabed, its interior filled with molten lava.

The shimmering light of the molten lava refracted on the seabed, and everything was calm.

......

Inside the helicopter, the pilot stared blankly at the sea, witnessing a magnificent scene that most people would never see in their lifetime.

The vortex that stretched almost to the horizon instilled a deep-seated fear in him; the pilot's mild fear of the deep sea had now escalated to a severe level.

He looked away and observed the female leader's condition, his heart sinking immediately.

"Boss, boss, can you hear me...?"

A few seconds later, Sanwu's empty eyes moved.

Her condition was very bad. Although she had been revived, she was still like a candle in the wind, and could be extinguished at any moment.

Her injuries were so severe that an ordinary person would have died a hundred times over.

The vial of blood-thinning medication provided to the pilot by the company could only keep her alive temporarily; death was still inevitable.

The pilot realized the problem and frantically searched the body, but couldn't find it...

His voice trembled: "Your wallet is lost in the sea..."

Sanwu's wallet is gone; perhaps it fell off during his battle with Aquaman Charles, or perhaps it fell into the sea and was swept away by the waves.

The pilot was frantic, but helpless. The only thing that could save her was a blood-sucking medicine, and without it, he was powerless.

"We're already on our way back. Just hang in there a little longer, and the blood-replenishing medicine will come back soon." His face trembled.

"Boss, you have to hold on! You have to hold on! You can't sleep! You can't sleep!"

Life slipped away swiftly, the light in its eyes about to go out.

At this point, the pilot knew that there was no way to reverse the situation.

It's still quite a distance from the base, at least a twenty-minute walk.

Whether she can hold on for another two minutes is a question.

"Why am I so unlucky? Why did I lose it? Is even God trying to kill me...?" His eyes were red.

After a moment of silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you... have any last words...?"

Upon hearing this, Sanwu's pupils lit up, and his lips moved, "Help me... ask him... I, I... have something..."

In the final moments of her life, a flood of memories flashed through her mind: her tragic life as a killer, during which she personally murdered her first friend.

In Baoze's training camp, she had her first team.

The vast grasslands of Inner Mongolia, the man who once became her nightmare, destroyed everything with his own hands.

Then, she met Li Xianyu, and she ushered in the second spring of her life.

She learned a lot from him, such as how to say something surprising to get attention and improve her social skills, based on suggestions in the book.

She had friends, not just one; many of the women around that man were her friends.

One day, she suddenly tasted a certain emotion; it was sweet and had a fragrance that made her heart race.

It makes you want to embrace it, yet you're afraid of losing it.

From beginning to end, until this very moment, she had no idea what it was.

"What? What do you want to ask him? What is it?" the pilot hurriedly asked, but she ignored him and pushed him, but he didn't move.

He shakily extended his finger, but there was no breath.

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, as if she were smiling.

The pilot recoiled as if electrocuted, slumped into a seat, and turned ashen-faced.

(End of this chapter)