I, who was killing God, became a knife crusher

Although it is impossible for Moyin's current blood field to have all the effects of the previous thick blood, the blood energy that fills the entire space will obviously still bring her a certain degree of suppression.

It has to be said that Moyin's blood ability is very advantageous in terms of battlefield suppression. The battle will be accompanied by bleeding, and the blood will turn into Moyin's power. If there are no special means, as long as Moyin cannot be killed in an instant, it will become a state of one gaining while the other loses, and Moyin will become stronger and stronger.

Of course, it is obvious that Moyin cannot rush out of the blood field now. After all, the transfer of power also takes time. It is impossible for the entire blood field to move quickly with him as the center. Theoretically, as long as Moyin leaves the blood field, he will fall into her mixed dragon language magic again - as long as he waits patiently, Moyin will definitely come out of it, otherwise his own blood will be drained, because the blood power lingering in the entire space is transformed from his own blood.

However, this kind of scene was not what Giratia wanted to see. What she longed for was war, not victory brought about by simple despicable means.

Jiradia did not rush into Moyin's blood field rashly, but began to continuously release huge magical power from her body.

For a moment, half of the entire area was filled with bloody energy, while the other half was sparkling with magical power as colorful as a rainbow.

"Lord Giratia's power is truly terrifying. He can actually have such power."

A submissive dragon girl said in awe.

"Yeah, what is she going to do? I've never seen her use this trick before. Is she going to use her magic to neutralize the blood prison?"

Another dragon girl also asked curiously.

"I don't know. No one has ever been able to fight with Master Giratia to this extent. This is also the first time I've seen this move."

Princess Dany answered.

As the magic power was released and accumulated, the edge of the blood field began to distort, and then the space it occupied gradually shrank. However, only Jiradia, Nanli, Ailei and others could feel that the shrinking blood field became more solid and unbreakable.

Just when the surrounding souls thought that Jiradia would continue to release magic power to completely devour Moyin's blood field, Jiradia suddenly raised the silver sword, and the magic power that dissipated around suddenly turned into a long rainbow river rushing straight into the sky, eventually forming hundreds of colorful stars and then turned into a meteor shower and quickly fell towards Moyin's blood field.

By the time everyone reacted, hundreds of stars that had hit the blood field had exploded, and the entire blood field was reduced to nothingness in the colorful magic power. But when the magic power gradually dissipated, an X-shaped sword energy slowly emerged in the area, and Giratia's silver sword was blocking in front of his left shoulder in a weird posture.

Just when everyone was puzzled, a sad and beautiful flower of blood spurted out from Giratia's left shoulder. Several blood-stained pure white dragon scale fragments withered miserably beside her, and a huge tear wound appeared on her left shoulder.

"I didn't catch up. It was such a quick sword strike."

While making the comment, a stream of magic power surged from Giratia's right hand and slapped the torn wound. The magic power then quickly solidified to form a magic crystal.

Although the bodies of dragons are very strong, this kind of wound cannot be healed easily. If an ordinary person is hit by this ghostly knife, his body will be torn into pieces. If the wound continues to bleed, it will increase Moyin's strength. So she directly used the method of high concentration of magic power to accumulate and transform into a solid state, and used magic crystallization to seal her wound. In this way, Moyin could not obtain the battle continuity through her own blood.

Of course, the price she paid was that her left arm and dragon wing had basically lost their ability to attack.

"You're not bad either. If I didn't know the Shadow Step, I would have been blown to death on the spot."

The aura of Mo Yin, who was standing at the end of the sword energy, also dropped a lot.

The blood field was formed by his blood, which could have been recovered. However, Giratia's stars fell too quickly, and with his demigod-level strength, he could not recover the blood instantly. So he could only decisively use Ghost Flash to heal the wound. The blood energy carried by the demigod-level strength itself has an upper limit, so the destruction of the blood field by Giratia was also a great drain on him.

When the blood and energy are completely exhausted, he will consider Giratia the winner.

Giratia used her magic power to seal the wounds even though her left hand and dragon wings on her left arm could not be used. This proved that she also understood the focus of this battle. It was unrealistic to replenish her blood and energy.

"Go on. I think your time is too precious to be wasted on small talk."

As Jiradia was speaking, Moyin suddenly realized that the ground beneath his feet was a little soft and rotten. He looked down and saw that the entire ground had turned into a swamp under the effect of the dragon language magic.

And unlike ordinary swamps, Moyin felt a heavy feeling all over his body. As the god of strength, he easily discovered that the entire swamp area was also subject to a gravity field added by Giratia that was several times the weight of an object.

Of course, he knew it, but when he was at the demigod level he had not yet obtained the godhood of power, so now he could only withstand the influence of the gravity field.

Before Moyin took the first step of the Ghost Step, Jiradia, who was enchanted by wind-attribute acceleration magic, had flapped his dragon wings and appeared above him, and then the silver sword quickly performed a gorgeous sword dance.

Moyin quickly swung the Blood Blade to block all of Giratia's sword attacks, but he clearly felt his body sinking. It was obvious that Giratia wanted to press him completely into the swamp to block his movement, so at this time he did not rush to attack but maintained a very steady offensive, exerting sinking pressure on himself through slashing.

The recoil caused by the sword attack that he blocked would make her out of his pursuit range. After all, Jiradia had dragon wings and wind acceleration magic. A slight force could cause a great displacement of her body. If he continued to fight like this and was swallowed by the swamp, his chances of winning would be slim.

After realizing this, facing the extremely suppressive sword dance of Giratia, Moyin avoided the sword attack that was intended to cut his vital points, then instantly dropped the blood blade in both hands and grabbed the blade of the silver sword in Giratia's hand with his left hand.

"?!"

Seeing Moyin's completely unreasonable actions, Jiradia suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Finally I caught you."

A pleasant smile appeared on Moyin's lips, and then his right hand made a claw-like shape and grabbed Giratia's left shoulder.

The terrifying suction force made it impossible for Giratia to react for a moment, and her whole body was sucked into Moyin's hand. The position where Moyin's right hand was grasped happened to be where she used the crystal to attach the wound. At the same time, the blood circulation in the body also underwent tremendous changes, and the blood all over the body was frantically pulled towards the wound.

Although the crystallized magic power temporarily blocked the momentum of the blood, it was crushed by Moyin's right hand in the next second. The blood, without any obstruction, was immediately pulled into Moyin's hand. If this continued, there was no doubt that she would be drained of blood by Moyin and die.

However, facing such a critical moment, Giratiya did not panic. Instead, he calmly focused his attention on the long sword in his right hand. He suddenly exerted force to cut off several fingers of Moyin. Then, he quickly accumulated magic power in his body and planned to self-destruct with magic power to exchange injuries with Moyin.

However, before she could accumulate enough magic power to blow up Moyin, the violent blood power that Moyin pulled out of his hand suddenly exploded and hit her wound.

Giratia was immediately blown away dozens of meters.

The previously torn wound had expanded again, and the left arm and dragon wing were almost completely separated from the body due to the huge wound.

The dragon souls outside were all stunned. They didn't expect that the originally good situation would take a sudden turn for the worse and suddenly became a disadvantage for Giratia.

The souls of the underworld cheered wildly. They naturally supported Moyin, the lord of the underworld.

"Really... this guy's fighting is really dangerous. I guess it won't be much better if I go up there."

Ai Lei, who was watching the game from the side, said with emotion.

As the goddess of the underworld, she had naturally experienced many battles, but when faced with Moyin's fighting style, she felt that even if they were on the same level, she might even be defeated if Moyin could outsmart her by one level.

"I heard that His Majesty had experienced a long and dangerous battle, and at the beginning of the battle, he had a very strong body self-healing ability, which is why he was able to fight with injuries."

"It goes without saying that when ordinary people fight, they will try their best to save their lives. This is far inferior to Your Majesty in terms of momentum."

"When encountering desperate criminals, Your Majesty will use extremely calm reason to determine how to inflict the greatest injury on the opponent at the lowest cost. Your Majesty, who is well versed in the art of fighting with all his might, can naturally do this. It is normal that you cannot win, Miss Ailei."

Nan Li opened his mouth and analyzed Mo Yin's fighting style.

"Playing with normal people with their lives, playing with the brains of those who are playing with their lives... Why do I feel that the guy is bullying people? Bullying fools who are fighting desperately?"

Ai Lei couldn't help but complain.

"How can there be any bullying on the battlefield? The law of the jungle is the only truth. If a weak person wants to gain the mercy of a strong person, then he should not go to the battlefield at all."

"Since you have chosen to go to the battlefield, you should pay the price for your choice."

Nan Li shook his head.

Unlike Ailei, in his era, if the top combat force of a tribe was eliminated, the entire tribe would be at risk of being exterminated. So even though he looks like a kind old man, he will not show mercy when it comes to combat issues.

As the goddess of the underworld, Ailei does not have her own tribe to protect. In addition, her starting point is very high. She was born a goddess, so naturally she cannot understand some of the filth that can only be witnessed by those who climbed up from the bottom.

"Do you want to go back to the original state and fight again?"

Looking at Jiradia who was breathing rapidly and trying to calm down in the air, Moyin suggested with a smile.

"That doesn't seem very fair to you."

Giratia hesitated.

Her current condition has indeed deteriorated a lot, and it is impossible for her to defeat Moyin. It can be said that the battle has come to an end from the moment her left body was destroyed. Of course, she is unwilling to accept this, and there are many methods she has not been able to use, but this is a battle, and there is no option to regret.

"The world is inherently unfair. It has been like this since the birth of a life. Some individuals are born human, and some are born dragon. There is no need to worry too much about the word fairness. The so-called fairness only applies to absolute rules. For example, if all blood is drained, you will die. This rule applies to all existence. Apart from absolute rules, there is no such thing as fairness in other things."

"The battle is ever-changing. A small mistake will be magnified as the battle continues. At this point, it is no longer simply a matter of strength on both sides. Instead, the side that has gained the advantage must steadily accumulate advantages and then rely on various advantages to determine victory."

"I don't think you'll have fun if we continue playing like this. Why don't we start over? That way, we can both have more fun."

Moyin began to persuade Jiradia.

"Then... I'll trouble you."

Giratia hesitated for a moment, then nodded. She indeed did not enjoy the fight to her heart's content, and there was no chance of a comeback if she continued fighting like this. If she had to fight again, she would be able to use the experience gained in this battle flexibly!

"okay."

Moyin snapped his fingers, and everything inside the battlefield area returned to its original state. Jiradia found that the wounds on his body had completely disappeared, and the magic power consumed in the previous battle was also completely restored.

The dragon souls were speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say. Is this the power of God?

"Okay, let's do it again."

Moyin once again condensed a blood blade and rushed towards Jiradia.

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This time, Giratia played much more cautiously.

With the experience of the last disastrous defeat, she did not give Moyin too many opportunities to get close to her to exchange injuries. Instead, she used various abilities to control the situation as much as possible to consume Moyin.

And the more they fought, the more she understood how powerful Moyin was.

In the blink of an eye, several hours passed.

Many of the underworld souls watching around have already dispersed. Just like watching a movie, if you watch it too much, it will lose its novelty.

And Giratia's mental state gradually began to decline.

After all, the battle with Moyin requires full concentration. If you are not careful, you might end up in defeat. It would be a lie to say that I am not tired after fighting for so long.

"Tired? We can take a break, eat something and then continue fighting. What do you think?"

Sensing Giratia's fatigue, Moyin dodged her attack and suggested again.

1777 Ai Lei: You can't be fooled by Mo Yin's sweet words.

"I'm not tired."

Jiradia said arrogantly that she had been let off by Moyin before, and if she admitted that she was tired now, she would be embarrassed to challenge Moyin again.

"But I am a human being and I am hungry."

Moyin dispersed the blood blade and spread his hands. Seeing that Moyin had no intention of fighting, Jiradia had to put down the silver sword in her hand. She couldn't chop the defenseless Moyin.

"...Then go eat. I'll wait for you."

"I've been playing with you for quite a while, can you at least let me collect some interest? It will be a great pleasure to have lunch with a beautiful girl like you."

Moyin invited with a smile.